Chapter 296 Three Steps and Three Poems

"When will the moon come in the blue sky? I will stop drinking and ask. People climb the bright moon, but the moon is not available, but the moon walks with people. It is as bright as a flying mirror, and the green smoke disappears and the clear light is shining. But I see the night coming from the sea, and I would rather know that there is no one in the clouds? The white rabbit pounds medicine and falls back to spring, and who is the lonely neighbor of the moon god? Now people do not see the moon in the ancient times, but the moon once shines on the ancients. The ancients and moderns are like flowing water, and they all see the bright moon. I only hope that when singing and drinking, the moonlight shines in the golden cup."

A poem made the scene quiet, and everyone's eyes focused on Yi Feng's proud face. They tried hard to see something from Yi Feng's face, but they only saw arrogance!

Liu Mengran also stared at Yi Feng blankly. With her talent and knowledge, she naturally felt the confidence, arrogance, and boldness in this poem. Liu Mengran always believed that poetry is a manifestation of a person's personality. However, Yi Feng, who just knew how to write erotic poems and Yi Feng, who is now heroic and free and easy, are obviously two extremes. Compared with the arrogant Yi Feng, the arrogant Yi Feng is more charming.

A poem was released, and while everyone couldn't believe it, women's eyes shone with light and looked at Yi Feng. There was a blush on their faces. Most women like heroic and arrogant men.

Yi Liu looked at his brother who had been ignorant and murmured to himself: "Second brother, where did you copy?"

Yi Liu's words almost made Yi Feng angry: Damn, is there anyone who is such a big brother? Even if I don't support me, I even threatened that I copied it. Uh... Although I did copy it myself! Can you find evidence?!

"Yes! No wonder you are fearless. It turns out that you have copied poems for a long time!" Murong Heida woke up from the shock and snorted at Yi Feng.

"Copy?! Do you want to copy two fewer poems for me to try?" Yi Feng looked at Murong Heida with disdain!

Li You stood up gloatingly at this time and said to the four people: "Yes, you can copy a few poems. It is his ability for my master to copy it. If you can't even copy it, you still have the intention to stand here, don't be embarrassed, feel free to get out! I...Oh...Master, why did you hit me?"

Yi Feng is so popular. Did this little brat help me or hurt me? Grandma, didn’t he insist that I copied it?!

"Shut up! How could such a noble person do such a vulgar thing as plagiarism?" Yi Feng said angrily at Li You.

"Oh! Master, don't pretend. It's your ability to copy it. They can't copy it even if they want to. With the master's ignorant, despicable, insidious, cunning, short-sighted, and lazy personality, how can he make such a poem!" Li You said seriously.

Yi Feng listened to Li You's idioms, and his face gradually turned red: "Shut up, I am knowledgeable, knowledgeable, both civil and military, and have great strategies! You can actually describe me with insulting words that are not learned and ignorant! You boy, I'll wait, I'll deal with you!"

After saying that, Yi Feng turned to Xiao Gong and said, "Mr. Xiao, can you announce the result?"

Mr. Xiao, who had experienced the same misunderstanding, naturally would not think that Yi Feng was copying it. He smiled and said, "Haha, I think everyone understands that your poems are obviously better than their levels!"

"Mr. Xiao..." Murong Heida looked at Mr. Xiao and said, "Everyone with a discerning eye knows that he was copying him. Why should Mr. Xiao stand by him!"

Seeing this, Yi Feng sneered and said, "Then are you not going to admit defeat?"

Murong Heida sneered: "Hmph, I don't believe that a person who is ignorant and only knows how to use erotic lyrics can make such heroic and unruly poems!"

"Okay. It's good! In order to make you willingly become a disciple, I will show a few more songs!" Yi Feng smiled indifferently.

"Let's wait and see!" The four talents looked at Yi Feng. They subconsciously did not believe that it was written by Yi Feng!

"Listen! The second song of the moon: 'The martyr hits the jade pot and cherishes his old age. Three cups of swords blow on the autumn moon, and suddenly he burst into tears.'"

When Liu Mengran heard Yi Feng's second poem, her eyes lit up suddenly, and her eyes looked at Yi Feng were a little wrong. Her fierce and ambition was the man's quality that she admired the most, and in this poem, the grandeur and passion were undoubtedly expressed! For a gentle woman like her, domineering is what she yearned for!

A poem made everyone stunned again. Although this poem only has a few words, it is far better than the previous poem in terms of passion.

"The third poem: The enemy takes the autumn, and the heavenly soldiers come out of the Han family. The general divides tiger bamboo, the soldiers lie on the dragon sand. The moon around the border follows the bow shadow, and Hu Shuang brushes the sword flowers!"

The third poem finally changed everyone's face. In just a short time, three steps and three poems, and each poem is better than the other, and has the potential to become a masterpiece of the world.

Even Mr. Xiao, who knew something about Yi Feng, was shocked by Yi Feng and was stunned. The third poem simply reached his heart. He seemed to see an invincible general dominating the battlefield!

Liu Mengran no longer looked at Yi Feng blankly and said, "Young Master Yi, did you really do this?"

Yi Feng smiled, shrugged without answering Liu Mengran's words.

Liu Mengran also knew that her question was a bit abrupt: Yi Feng could copy one poem or two poems. But he could write three poems like this at will. That would not be explained by copying. As long as it is passed down from generation to generation, it will definitely become famous all over the world! She has never seen the three poems and read poetry before, which only means that it was written by Yi Feng!

Liu Mengran originally thought that the only one who could dominate the entire empire was his master, Mr. Xiao. But Yi Feng, who seemed ignorant, could actually have such a talent. This made her a little dazed!

"How is it?! Do you still have to write a few songs for you?" Yi Feng said jokingly as he looked at the four talents.

The four talented men looked at each other in disbelief and saw in their eyes that they were unwilling to accept it!

"Well, if you admit defeat, then get to be a disciple! Although it is embarrassing to take you trash as disciples, I am great once again to save you!" Yi Feng said helplessly.

"You..." Yi Feng's words made Murong Heida furious.

"What are you? Hurry up and admit defeat! Believe it or not, I beat you up?" Yi Feng snorted.

The fat man and the thin man looked at Yi Feng in admiration, feeling very happy. Although they were not the four talents who taught them a lesson. But Yi Feng was the same for them!

I didn’t expect that Brother Yi would not just be Yanshi! His real level of writing poetry is also so superb. He is a talented person, a real talent! A gentleman and a villain are his role models!

"Brother Yi! I will follow you from now on!" The monkey also forgot the little conflict with Yi Feng just now, and he said admiringly.

"It's easy to say it! I don't need to get along with me. It's okay to communicate with each other!" Yi Feng laughed.

When everyone saw Yi Feng regaining his vulgar smile, no one despised him at this time. The three poems just now were enough to make them awe. There was an idea in their hearts: Only those who can be beautiful and wet can be considered a real man!

At the same time, they turned their heads to the four talented men with red faces one by one. Fortunately, they were waiting for the four people to become disciples in gloating!

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