A lowly soldier becomes king, I slaughter my way through the late Tang Dynasty!

The Dali Temple was quiet.

The officials, both high and low, who had come to watch the spectacle held their breath and focused their attention on Li Song.

Zhang Renyuan and Dou Zhengu exchanged a glance, neither of them understanding what Li Song meant.

It seems so.

It seems he's going to recite poetry in court.

Could it be that Li Rui wrote more than just one poem, "Jade Flute Lyrics"?

Are there any other amazing works?

If that's really the case, then Li Rui's poetic talent is terrifying!

As the saying goes, "A good article is born of nature, and a skillful hand may occasionally bring it to fruition."

Good poems and essays all have an element of luck; they can't be written off the cuff.

Li Rui was not yet twenty years old, and his ability to compose a poem for the Jade Flute was enough to amaze the world.

If another masterpiece of equal quality were to emerge.

Are the world's writers no longer alive?

Feng Yu also realized what Li Song wanted to do.

But he wasn't worried.

He just scoffed and watched coldly.

In his opinion, the poem on the jade flute was mostly plagiarized by Li Rui!

It must have been a masterpiece left by an unknown poet, but for some reason, it failed to be passed down.

Then Li Rui stole it!

otherwise.

Given Li Rui's age and his level of education (having only attended elementary school for a few years), it's clear that he's capable of much more.

How could someone possibly come up with such good lyrics?

It's impossible!

Now Li Song wants to recite another poem to prove Li Rui's level.

It's nothing more than helping Li Rui copy another poem.

But copying poems is not that simple.

First and foremost, it must be a masterpiece that has never been heard of before!

The probability is already very small.

In addition, it must fit the time, background, location, and Li Rui's own life experiences, etc.

Anything that's even slightly off...

This could arouse suspicion in everyone!

Although Feng Yu himself didn't have much poetic talent, he believed he still had the ability to understand good poems.

As long as Li Song dares to help Li Rui copy the poem.

He will definitely be able to find out immediately!

……

The crowd watched coldly.

Li Song, however, remained calm and unperturbed.

"Here I have a poem, which I wrote a few days ago when I was drinking with Zang Feng at Yichun Courtyard."

Upon seeing the extravagant scene at Yichun Courtyard, Zang Feng shook his head repeatedly. Only after my persistent questioning did he leave behind this poem.

Upon hearing this, the crowd began to whisper among themselves.

Li Song pressed his palm down, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"This poem is titled 'Written in Bianliang City'."

"puff."

Feng Yu burst out laughing.

The name Bianliang City is like a description of its scenery.

Extremely ordinary!

How can it be a good poem?

Li Song recited slowly.

"Beyond the mountains, green hills rise; beyond the buildings, more buildings stand."

usually!

Feng Yu sneered coldly.

It is indeed a poem about landscapes.

vulgar!

When will the songs and dances on the Jade Terrace cease?

Feng Yu's smile froze slightly, and her brows furrowed unconsciously.

Zhang Renyuan and Dou Zhengu raised their eyebrows instantly and exchanged a glance.

It's starting to smell good!

Although this technique of questioning song and dance appears in many poems.

But when put together with the previous sentence, it flows smoothly and has a nice flavor.

"The warm breeze makes the tourists feel intoxicated."

Li Song read out the third sentence.

Feng Yu, who had just frowned, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

usually!

I was really fooled just now!

In the end, the third sentence surprisingly circled back to the description of beautiful scenery.

Suddenly it seemed like it had fallen into a cliché.

Feng Yu breathed a long sigh of relief.

This poem has almost certainly never been written before.

It's a new work.

But so what?

The skill level is terrible!

Not enough to carry a chamber pot for Yu Xiaoci!

How can we prove that Li Rui has poetic talent?

Zhang Renyuan and Dou Zhengu shared the same sentiment.

At least for the first three sentences, they could both write something similar.

Li Song glanced at everyone's expressions and smiled slightly.

He stroked his beard and slowly uttered the last sentence.

"They treated Bianzhou as if it were Youzhou."

boom!

moment!

Zhang Renyuan's head felt like it was about to explode!

His old eyes trembled violently in an instant!

A sense of shame from his national bloodline made his lips tremble and his heart filled with resentment!

Dou Zhengu looked pale and muttered to himself.

"Beyond the mountains, green hills rise; beyond the towers, more towers stand. When will the songs and dances on the Jade Terrace cease?"

The warm breeze intoxicates the tourists, making them mistake Bianzhou for Youzhou.

After reading it aloud, Dou Zhengu lowered his head again and repeated it.

"They treated Bianzhou as Youzhou, and Bianzhou as Youzhou..."

Zhang Renyuan closed his eyes in pain.

The country is devastated, and the people are suffering!

The late emperor addressed the Khitans as his subjects and sons!

They even handed over the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun!

This resulted in the complete loss of the country's northern defenses!

In Hebei's sixteen prefectures, a million soldiers and civilians were all slaughtered by the Khitans!

these years.

The prefectures of Yi, Ding, Shen, and Ji, which are close to the Khitan front, have seen their populations reduced to less than one in ten!

Even in the heartland states of Ming, Zhao, Bei, and Xing, only five or six tenths of the population remained.

The entire Hebei province is desolate and in ruins!

Bianzhou, which is currently under protection throughout Hebei Province.

Within the capital city of Bianliang, however, a pervasive atmosphere of hedonism prevailed!

Especially after the great victory, it seemed that no one thought the Khitan were any formidable enemies anymore.

Even the idea of ​​subduing Yan Yun is rarely mentioned anymore!

Why is that?

They subdued Yan and Yun, and restored Youzhou.

Isn't this the proper thing to do?

Why is it that no one desires it anymore?

Why are all the officials in the court starting to fight for power and profit?

Why are all the generals of the regional military governorships starting to pursue their own interests?

Even the emperor who initially refused to submit to the Khitan.

Why are they all becoming so obsessed with women and spending so much money on them?

Li Rui's line, "He treated Bianzhou as if it were Youzhou," is quite apt.

Well said!

Zhang Renyuan opened his eyes.

Looking at the silent officials, he broke the silence and asked.

"Was this poem really written by Li Rui?"

Li Song stroked his beard and nodded.

"Yes, it was done in the Yichun Courtyard. Besides myself, there were also Li Jieshuai of the Yiwu Army and Zhao Hongyin's eldest son, Zhao Kuangyin, the commander of the Imperial Guard Cavalry, as witnesses."

Seemingly guessing what Zhang Renyuan was going to ask next, Li Song continued.

"I also showed this poem to Master He, who praised it highly after hearing it."

It was confirmed that this poem was being published for the first time and there was absolutely no possibility of plagiarism.

He Xiangong was He Ning, one of the prime ministers.

Zhang Renyuan nodded slowly.

"His reputation for being learned is known throughout the land. Even he said that this poem, 'Written on Bianliang City,' is being published for the first time, so it must not be plagiarism."

At this moment, Feng Yu's face was extremely pale!

Even though he didn't understand poetry very well, he could still tell.

This poem, "Written at Bianliang City," is a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages!

The profoundness of its conception is truly exceptional!

Once it is published, it will surely be remembered even a thousand years from now!

A true masterpiece!

So it seems Li Rui truly possesses unparalleled poetic talent!

How is that possible?!

Feng Yu's face was sour that he couldn't help but shout.

Even so, this does not prove that the poem was written by Li Rui!

The voice just fell.

Dou Zhengu, who also had considerable literary talent, immediately analyzed and refuted the claims.

"The green mountains, buildings, jade terraces, songs and dances described in this poem perfectly match the scenery of Yichun Courtyard."

The warm breeze intoxicates tourists, which is also in line with the current climate. As spring and summer are about to turn, what else could it be but a warm breeze?

The final locations of Bianzhou and Youzhou perfectly reflect the national situation and the current state of the capital; how could they be fake?

I just finished speaking.

Zhang Renyuan added.

"Moreover, Li Rui had just finished a major battle in Dingzhou and suddenly arrived in the peaceful and happy Bianliang from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood."

This abrupt turn, this stark contrast, is precisely what inspired him to write such a poignant and regretful poem.

Upon hearing this...

The officials present, both high and low, all nodded in agreement.

While agreeing, I was also deeply moved and shocked!

Such a masterpiece...

It really was made by Li Rui!!

Now.

This case is finally resolved, right?