The hall was filled with the smell of wine and meat, mixed with a little powdery smell.

"…Shen has countless enemies and countless friends over the years, which makes me happy!"

This was so heroic that even Wang Hui nodded slightly.

Goryeo also knew about Chen An's deeds.

This guy is the most dazzling in the Song Dynasty and can be regarded as the pioneer general of the new policy.

This man spared no effort to implement the new policy, and for this reason he became an enemy of the scholars and officials.

According to the return of the Goryeo envoy, Chen An was a rival to the world.

Such a person should naturally be out of place.

Chen An frowned slightly, as if he was thinking hard.

What poems can he write?

Everyone couldn't help but be curious.

Even the palace maids stood there without moving, just looking at Chen An.

What kind of poems would this famous general of the Song Dynasty who traverse the northwest and the north and made the Xixia and Liao people tremble?

Heroic?

Or something?

"At the broken bridge outside the post, I am lonely and have no owner."

Chen An chanted slowly.

A picture appeared in front of everyone: outside a certain post station, a traveler stood by the broken bridge, watching the flowers bloom.

The first two sentences are good, and the picture feels very strong.

But that alone is not enough. It is very mediocre for a famous person like Chen An.

"It's already dusk and it's sad alone, and the wind and rain are even more.

The dusk is vast, and the flowers blooming alone are scattered and storms.

The storm and dark scenes are coming again.

good!

Su Shi couldn't help but nod and applaud.

Poetry, poetry, the momentum must be promoted step by step.

The magnificent poems at the beginning can be limited to famous works, namely Li Bai and others.

"I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I let the flowers jealous."

ah!

A civil servant couldn't help but be surprised, and then squinted his eyes intoxication.

"It turned out to be a plum blossom?"

At this moment, everyone realized that the poem Chen An was praising the plum blossoms.

"It's amazing! I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I let the flowers jealous."

Su Shi praised: "Realm, realm!"

Poetry is either beautiful or high-quality works, but depends on the realm.

When the poem Chen An reached these two sentences, the state of mind suddenly came out.

I bloom alone, not to compete for beauty, you should be envious, jealous and hate.

"Stones fell into mud and crushed into dust, and only the fragrance remained the same."

Even if it is blown down by the wind and rain, it falls into the mud and turns into dust, the fragrance remains the same.

"arrogant!"

"No, it's arrogance!"

"Good poem!"

"He is a mixed reputation among the Song people. This poem is the best portrayal. Even if countless people slander him, he is still arrogant and disdainful to be with the scholars and officials."

"The word "Plum Blossoms" is not visible in this word, but the plum blossoms are chanting everywhere. It is a wonderful product!"

"This is the literary talent!"

Who said that this Duke Shen was not rushing to know?

Take a look at this poem, it can be said to be wonderful every sentence.

Moreover, the realm of this poem is also improving step by step, and finally expressing his thoughts vividly.

——I am still despising you even if I fall into the dust!

Such a rebellious attitude makes people shocked.

It turns out that... the broken leg is heavy!

Only such people have such arrogance.

"Good word!"

Wang Hui praised: "The poem "Duke Shen" is amazing. I deeply agree with the outstanding people of the Song Dynasty."

He raised the bowl and invited him to drink.

Chen An fucked without hesitation, and then felt a little swollen.

It's like drinking too much beer, and that doesn't feel good.

He got up and was about to go and make a convenient trip, but a young man next to him blurted out: "Don't let Duke Shen run away!"

Chen An glanced at him sideways, "What's the point?"

Want to fight?

Chen An began to roll up his sleeves and prepared to clean up the Koreans.

The young man stood up and said, "I am not malicious, I just feel that tonight... is a beautiful scenery. Why did Duke Shen write only one poem?"

Chen An walked over, and the young man stood up and smiled proudly.

Everyone in the hall was impressed, and this young man probably envied and jealous, so he instigated him.

"Who are you doing it?" Chen An patted his shoulder.

The young man smiled and said, "Be for the king..."

Chen An smiled and said, "It's okay, it's not enough to like to do something before writing a poem. Can you do it?"

"Okay! Hey! What to do?"

Bang!

Chen An knocked him down with one punch and walked out of the hall.

Everyone was shocked and thought that there was no messenger who beat someone?

Moreover, the person who was beaten was considered a royal family, that is, the Wang family.

Chen An was so crazy!

Is the king going to be furious?

Everyone glanced at Wang Hui.

Wang Hui was very angry. When the ministers saw this, they felt a little uncomfortable.

A bunch of idiots!

He cursed in his heart.

"The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow, he falls in love with the floor. He falls in love with the floor..."

Chen An recited while walking.

Everyone was stunned and their eyes followed.

"I have to say sadness to write new words."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but smile, feeling that the young man deserved it.

Look at Chen An, and then write lyrics after you typing, and it’s true.

And this poem is very appropriate.

A young man has nothing to do in a day, but he likes to pretend to be a comparative person, so he pretends to be a melancholy young man, looking up at the sky forty-five degrees, feeling that such a posture is very awesome and will definitely attract the attention of countless girls.

"Now I know the taste of sorrow, I want to say it but I want to say it but I want to say it but I want to say it but I say it's cool and autumn."

Wang Hui was listening with a smile, but his anger disappeared, thinking that Chen An was just a prank to teach young people a lesson.
To be continued...