I really didn't want to be emperor

For a time.

The face of the white man was extremely ugly.

Looking at Ye Jun, he seemed to be saying, "Why don't you play cards according to the routine?"

Originally, he wanted to praise Daji's beauty with poems, so as to belittle Ye Jun and please Wei Wang and Ye Lingyu.

But things backfired, and Ye Jun didn't give a chance at all.

At this time.

On top.

Ye Lingyu suddenly said, "Autumn is strong, why don't you just use'Autumn' as the topic today, and everyone will write a poem and appreciate each other."

The voice fell.

Everyone was eager to try.

This is an opportunity for them to express. If their poems can be liked by the Prince, King Wei, and Princess Jade, it will be a great honor.

The white-clothed son looked at Ye Jun, "His Royal Highness is a frequent visitor to Baihua Tower, and he can be regarded as a romantic person, but so far, no poem has appeared in Jinling City."

"Today, please be brave, please show off your talents, let me wait for the people below the sky and see the great talents of your highness."

Ye Jun raised his eyes slightly, is this servant arguing with himself?

You want to kneel and lick Ye Lingyu with such an impatient performance?

There was a moment of silence.

Ye Jun slowly said: "First of all, you can't represent the people under the sky, what a literati, loyal to the liver, righteous, and proud of character. You should not think that you are a person in the cultural circle if you know a few poems, shameful, shameful."

"Secondly, the reason why this king never left a poem is because if this king composes a poem, you will be ashamed of yourself. You have to thank this king for giving you the opportunity."

"In the end, it seems that this king doesn't know him. If you say that you want this king to write a poem, then you can write a poem. Isn't the king very shameless."

Hear the sound.

The face of the white-clothed man turned blue and white, it was hard to see the extreme, "Wu Liu Yibai is quite famous among the talents of Jinling City. He thinks that he is full of resources and has read countless people. This is the first time I have seen His Highness like this."

"Dare to say, Your Highness is the most refreshing and refined one who doesn't dare to write poetry."

At this time.

King Wei echoed, "The third brother does not need to be too modest. If the third brother is embarrassed to win the top spot, then write a poem for the brother first and give everyone a start."

then.

King Wei raised his wine glass, took a light sip, and glanced over everyone, "Then Xiao Wang will show his ugliness first."

The voice fell.

An Autumn Song slowly said.

His posture looks like everyone in the literary world, and his face is full of arrogance and enjoyment.

A poem drew cheers on the scene.

Everyone is praised, Wei Wang's literary talent is brilliant, and he is the top talent in the world.

Compliments, flattering.

The voice was in an uproar.

Wang Wei enjoyed it very much. I don't know if it was because of that sip, he was already floating.

Hear the sound.

Ye Junyun is light and breezy.

Wei Wang's poems are quite satisfactory and can't fault it.

It's barely a poem.

At this time.

Seeing Ye Jun's calm face, Liu Yibai sneered, "Wei Wang's poetry has a lofty artistic conception, and he will worship the wind. However, today's banquet is to meet friends with poetry, and I want to show my ugliness again next time, leaving a poem.

Talking.

He glanced at Ye Jun, raised his head forty-five degrees, and fell into thought.

Is this constipation?

It's so uncomfortable to write a poem.

"Nine days are full of roads, and the sky is like an empty sky. The bamboos and dews are unique and the sky is above the water.

Liu Yibai raised his wrist slightly, as if sinking into his own poetic mood, his face was full of satisfaction, as if he was still very satisfied with his performance.

Ye Jun wanted to laugh but was embarrassed to laugh. This is also a poem?

A little time.

Liu Yibai looked sideways at Ye Lingyu, as if asking for credit.

See this scene.

Ye Jun felt helpless, this is really a silly lack.

This is the talent in Jinling City.

Ha ha..........

"Good poem!"

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Wang Wei and Ye Lingyu applauded at the same time.

Liu Yibai became more and more proud.

But seeing Ye Jun's face of disdain, he was a little angry, and whispered in his heart, if Ye Jun is not the prince, he is useless at all.

What right do you have to be arrogant in front of him?

If Ye Jun knew what Liu Yibai was thinking, he would definitely tell Liu Yibai that, in fact, reincarnation was also a skill.

At this time.

Ye Lingyu's eyes fell on Ye Jun, "Xiaoyao King, Wei Wang and Liu Gongzi are all good sentences. Now everyone is waiting to see Xiaoyao's literary talent."

King Wei echoed, "The third brother, Jinling is rumored that the three princes are abolished in civil and military affairs. Today is a god-given opportunity. As long as the third brother composes a poem, the rumors will be broken."

The prince put down the wine glass in his hand and smiled indifferently, "Wang Wei's statement is reasonable, and the third brother represents the face of the royal family, but you can't always be misunderstood by the world."

"A poem can prove yourself, why don't the third brother be happy?"

The three people's words seemed to be for Ye Jun's good, but in fact they pressed on every step of the way, wanting him to make a fool of himself in front of Jinling talents.

this moment.

Inside the Qunying Pavilion.

There was a lot of discussion.

Everyone sighed.

Liu Yibai said with a frenzied face: "Master, don't you even have the courage to write a poem."

Ye Jun smiled indifferently. These people are composing poems, they are doing death at all. "Since you are so pleading with me, let you see what poetry is today."

Talking.

He paused and continued: "Taibai, you come to make a poem."

Li Bai's half-drunk eyes, glanced at Liu Yibai, "Your Excellency just now is also called a poem, I can make a hundred poems in a glass of wine."

The voice fell.

He raised his head and drank the wine in his glass, muttering in his mouth, "I'm drunk and sleepy.............Go ahead."

Turning over and going to bed, he even snored.

Everyone couldn't help but be in an uproar,

They all raised their heads and laughed wildly.

Li Bai puts down his wild words, but is drunk, can they think this is an escape?

See this scene.

Ye Jun was also startled.

Li Bai is a good wine, never greedy.

Today, the Wei Palace hosted a banquet, and the servant could not afford to be drunk. It was really free and easy to snore in front of the talents of Jinling City.

I wanted Shixian to take action and sling everyone.

Li Bai was drunk and embarrassed him.

For a moment.

Everyone's gaze fell on Ye Jun, as if they were saying, your follower is clever, he will relieve his sorrow when he is drunk, and no longer have to worry about writing poems.

Now there are no followers, see how you can escape.

Huh.

Ye Jun stood up, holding a glass of wine, "Take autumn as a poem, listen to everyone!"

"Far away, the stone path of the cold mountain is slanting, and there are people in the place where Baiyun is born.

Parking and sitting in love Fenglin night, frosty leaves are red in February flowers."

The voice was passionate and magnificent.

At this time.

Ye Jun glanced at Liu Yibai, the latter's arrogance disappeared, and the whole person seemed to be in a mood.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky and rushes to the sea without returning.

See you, Gaotangmingjing has white hair in sorrow, and the morning is like green silk and snow in the evening.

You must be happy in life, don't make the golden bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and come back when my wealth is gone."

Ye Jun looked at the wine in the cup, and the voice spread again, saying that I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone, as if there is magic.

Make everyone present feel excited and excited.

Arrogant.

Too arrogant.

In front of Li Bai, using Li Bai's poem, dare to ask, who else?

At this time.

The prince, the king of Wei, and Ye Lingyu looked at Ye Jun in disbelief.

He is arrogant.

He is crazy and free and easy.

He... is still writing poetry.

When is the bright moon?Ask Qingtian about the wine.

I don't know what year is the heavenly palace.

I want to take the wind to return, and I fear Qionglou Yuyu, and I will be cold from the heights.

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world?

Transfer to Zhu Pavilion, low Qi household, without sleep.

There should be no hate, what is the long time to go to the other time?

People have sorrows and joys, and the moon is cloudy and clear. This is hard to come by in ancient times.

Nung, moon and new moon.

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