Popular classic poems emerged one after another from Pei Shaoqing's mouth.

Including the Tubo envoy Lu Zhongcong, Bao Shangshu Zuo Pushe Liu Rengui, Wu Sansi and Wu Chengsi, and even Wu Zetian and Di Renjie, everyone in Hanyuan Palace was shocked and numb.

If it is a good poem or two, like fine wine or food, it can make people feel happy in body and mind, and it is the most healing.

But if hundreds of good poems come out, the feeling it gives people is not pleasure, but shock, so shocked that they even lose the ability to think.

Liu Rengui couldn't help but ask the Secretariat Xue Yuanchao: "Ge Lao Xue, which poem is this?"

"I don't know." Xue Yuanchao shook his head and said, "But there are five or six hundred songs, right?"

"It's so that the two elders can know that there are already 708 poems." The attendant Pei Yan came over and said in a low voice.

"Is there already 708 poems?" Liu Rengui and Xue Yuanchao looked at each other, looking horrified.

So far, this incident has completely exceeded their imagination. After thinking about it, it seems that only the only thing Wenqu Xingjun has made a good explanation. How can a mortal man write so many good poems?

Is this really auspicious gift from heaven?

...

It was not only the important officials in the palace who were also shocked.

There are also red robes, green robes and green robes outside the hall!

Because every time Pei Shaoqing recites a sentence, the praises at the entrance of the hall will be repeated again, and then the praises on the third floor, the second floor and the first floor will be repeated again.

Until the poems and essays were spread throughout Hanyuan Palace Square!

So the more than 700 poems that Pei Shaoqing just recited,

More than 10,000 officials who attended the grand dynasty meeting heard it.

These middle and lower-level officials have also gone through a process from suspicion and disbelief to shock and worship.

At the beginning, the praises said that Wenqu Xingjun gave a gift to the young man of the Pei family. They did not believe it in every way, but after dozens of poems were sung, they began to fall into a huge shock.

After five hundred poems, all officials began to worship.

Qingxuan, who was standing under the corridor of Hanyuan Palace, was also shocked.

...

In Hanyuan Hall.

Because of thirst, Pei Shaoqing asked for a pot of wine.

Pei Shaoqing didn't use a wine bottle and drank directly into the spout.

While drinking the wine brewed by the palace, Pei Shaoqing recited hundreds of poems, including the spring river flower moon night of Zhang Ruoxu, who was known as the "Single Chapter of the Complete Tang Dynasty".

It also includes Du Fu's song climbing up.

After carrying the car and climbing the high place, Pei Shaoqing raised the wine pot and poured it through.

Just when Wu Zetian and his ministers thought that the poetry event had ended, Pei Shaoqing suddenly raised the empty wine pot above his head.

"Wine will be in!"

Pei Shaoqing yelled,

Then throw the wine pot on the ground.

With a bang, the ceramic wine pot shattered.

A piece of floor tiles in Hanyuan Hall were also broken.

But at this time no one blamed Pei Shaoqing, and no one dared to blame him.

Only the two eunuchs guarding the gate of the hall were startled and said that Pei Shaoqing asked them to move wine again. He quickly turned around and left the hall to move wine in the wine cellar.

Two little eunuchs flew away.

Pei Shaoqing stretched out his hand and started chanting loudly.

"Don't you see the Yellow River water coming from the sky, flowing to the sea without returning."

"You haven't seen the bright mirror in the high hall sad with white hair, like black hair and snow in the evening."

"You must be happy when you are in a happy life, and don't let the golden cup face the moon empty."

"I was born with my talents and I will be useful, and I will come back after all my money is gone."

"It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time."

"Master Cen, Danqiu Sheng, you're going to drink, don't stop the glass."

"Sing a song with you, please listen to me."

"Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, I hope I will never wake up after being drunk."

"Since ancient times, all sages were lonely, and only those who drank were left with their names."

"When King Chen was having a banquet for Pingle, he ate a lot of wine and was cheerful."

"What does the master say is that he has little money? He has to buy a drink with you."

"A horse with a thousand gold fur, I'll send you a good wine to exchange for it, and I will be sold to you forever sorrow!"

After reciting the last sentence "I will be filled with the eternal sorrow with you", Pei Shaoqing stopped reciting it.

Only the praises at the entrance of the hall, under the corridor and on platforms at all levels were chanting "The Eternal Sorrow with You" in sequence, and the loud and loud sounds quickly spread throughout the square.

But the Hanyuan Hall became quiet again.

After a long time, a faint sigh rang out.

I don’t know who made this sigh, but it instantly broke the silence in the hall.

In an instant, the high-ranking officials from the third rank and above, as well as envoys from various foreign countries, did not care about the impeachment of the censors and began to discuss enthusiastically.

In fact, the Censors didn't care about impeachment.

At this time, no one is thinking about maintaining order.

Finally, the old eunuch who stood beneath the steps shouted a few quiet words before suppressing the discussion.

After the hall returned to quiet again, Wu Zetian asked quietly: "How many poems have Pei Xiaolangjun just recited?"

"Returning to the Queen." said the old eunuch, "Pei Xiaolangjun recited a total of 1,024 poems!"

Wu Zetian nodded slightly and said, "Have you copied it all?"

The old eunuch standing at the gate of the hall said, "It's been copied."

"Okay." Wu Zetian's eyes turned to Liu Rengui again and said solemnly, "What do you think Mr. Liu?"

Liu Rengui walked out of the civil servants' queue with a crutch trembling with a cane and said, "The Queen of Heaven, the old minister was in a state of great excitement at this time and could not organize his words. Please forgive me."

Wu Zetian nodded and said, "Transfer Zhang Wuzi to Master Liu Ge."

Even a little eunuch trotted and brought a slap.

Liu Rengui has been standing in front of the fifth and third o'clock in the fifth and now has been standing for more than four hours, and he is already exhausted.

After Liu Rengui sat down, Wu Zetian's eyes turned to the Secretariat Xue Yuanchao: "Gei Lao Xue?"

Xue Yuanchao responded and said, "The Queen of Heaven, the old minister was a member of the officialdom rather than a Jinshi. Although he had a brief study on the classics and articles, the way of poetry and prose was not the director of the old minister."

"Stop." Wu Zetian was too lazy to ask other ministers, and waved his hand and said, "Xuan Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, Luo Binwang, Du Shenyan, Li Jiao, Cui Rong and Su Weidao came to the palace."

In terms of poetry and prose, the four masters of Wang Yang, Lu Luo and the four friends of prose are among the best.

Only their evaluation can be considered authoritative and can block the world's quiet words.

Before a moment, Yang Jiong and the other two entered the hall, but this time they were no longer at the gate of the hall, but stood at the jade stairs. This was the first time that the seven of them witnessed Tianyan at such a close distance.

Pei Shaoqing could see that the seven people were all very depressed.

This is also a common human nature. No matter who you are, you suffer such a critical hit in the field you are best at, and you are just frustrated and not collapsed on the spot, which is already a firm will.

Wu Zetian said in a deep voice: "What do you say?"
Chapter completed!