Wanqi Xie naturally echoed a few of Emperor Zhao's lofty remarks, and after a pause, he simply continued: "As for the Double Ninth Festival poems... poems are a different form of poetry, which has only become popular in this dynasty. Although there are a few Double Ninth Festival poems, they are only written by famous poets in this dynasty. But when I think about it casually, I only think of the line by Yi An Jushi, 'The curtains are rolled up by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers'."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone except Scholar Xiaolin and Emperor Zhao started laughing. Even Hu Hongxiu gradually got into the mood and chuckled awkwardly.

After Emperor Zhao finished laughing, he nodded again, "Yes, although this poem is a poem of boudoir complaint, it only mentions the word Double Ninth Festival, but it is written to perfection. With just this sentence, not to mention Double Ninth Festival poems, even the countless poems of boudoir complaint since ancient times are overshadowed by this one... In fact, as Scholar Lin just said, I'm afraid that Yi An Jushi's other poem "A Cut Plum" can only be compared with this one as a whole, and a single sentence cannot compare with this one."

"Your Majesty is right." Wan Qixie also laughed. "It seems that I have once again agreed with your Majesty, Madam Wu, Scholar Lin, and Commander Liu."

"Some people say that after the two generations of Liuyi, Anshi, and Su Xueshi, the lingering charm of our dynasty ended twenty years ago, and the only poets in the future are Ye Mengde and others." Emperor Zhao may have drunk a lot of wine, so he took over the conversation and continued to laugh. "Isn't this a joke? How can you pretend not to see Yi'an just because she is a woman? I'm afraid she will be on par with those people in the future. I just don't know where the world situation will go in the future? Can those who were supposed to take over Yi'an still come out, and can they still write "Looking at the Sword by the Lamp" after they come out..."

Wanqi Xie and Hu Hongxiu were completely confused by these words.

Firstly, out of instinct, these two people did not think that a woman like Yi An was qualified to be compared with Ouyang Xiu, Wang Anshi and Su Shi just by writing a few poems. Not even if there was an emperor praising her. Secondly, they did not understand what the emperor said afterwards, what about 'the ones who should take over after Yi An'? It sounded as if someone would definitely be able to stand up and follow Ouyang Xiu, Wang Anshi, Su Shi and Yi An... And what about 'looking at the sword under the lamp'?

It seems that the official is really drunk.

"Mr. Wanqi said this, what does Mr. Hu say?" After taking a glass of wine from Mrs. Wu, who was wearing leather armor sleeves beside her, Emperor Zhao continued to ask questions while holding the glass.

"I have nothing to say." Hu Hongxiu did not make remonstrance in person. This was because the country was in danger and he wanted to keep his useful position. How could he participate in the discussion?

"The poems are both suitable. It seems that the winner of the Double Ninth Festival poems has been determined." Emperor Zhao drank the whole cup and clapped his hands. "But these two poems are not appropriate to be placed here on Mount Yu, at a time when the two countries are at war..."

Isn't this nonsense?

Wanqi Xie and Hu Hongxiu almost laughed at each other in their hearts.

Let's say that Hu Hongxiu did not think much about it, but Wanqi Xie thought about it carefully, and broke out in a cold sweat - Yi An Jushi's poem of boudoir resentment was very good, but it was inevitably inappropriate, and "there is one less person among the people with dogwood branches inserted" was not only inappropriate in front of Emperor Zhao himself, but also a fatal remark!

I know that my brothers are climbing to a high place, but there is one less person wearing dogwood branches... I'm afraid I know that my brothers are living in the cellar, but there is one less person sitting in the well and looking at the sky?

No, there is another Prince Xin in Wuma Mountain. I don't know if it's true or not, maybe it's 'two people missing'. And, no wonder the cunning scholar Xiao Lin didn't smile all the time. It seems that he didn't know how to welcome and respect, but he had his own calculations.

While thinking, Emperor Zhao had already asked another question: "Before the two of you came, we were just about to discuss another poem that would be suitable for the situation here, regardless of the subject matter, but we still haven't come up with anything. You two might as well try to think about it..."

Wanqi Xie naturally did not dare to neglect him, but he was also alert, so he was careful to avoid making another joke of "Remembering the Brothers of Five Kingdoms City":

"Your Majesty, I would like to ask you, have you and the three of you gained anything before?"

"No." Zhao Jiu finished his drink and simply faced each other. He actually took out a book of Tang Poems from somewhere behind him and threw it to the two newcomers. "I thought of a few poems at first, but none of them fit. I was just about to look through Miss Wu's book. You can also look through it..."

Hu Hongxiu raised his hand to take it and look at it.

Wanqi Xie just found it funny. A student from the Imperial College had to look up books to memorize some poems?

But this person didn't dare to show any of his thoughts on his face. He held the cup while thinking hard, and soon came up with a song that was barely suitable for the occasion.

"Your Majesty." Wan Qi Xie responded sternly. "Li Bai has a poem called 'On the Ninth Day of the Ninth Month, I Climbed Baling to Have a Drink and Look at the Navy of Dongting Lake'. Today, Your Majesty climbed Mount Yushan. Although he could not see the navy, he could have a full view of the camp of Mount Yushan! As the saying goes, 'The singing of the brave men can destroy the evil spirits.' Isn't it appropriate?"

Everyone pondered, unable to say whether it was good or bad... First of all, this Double Ninth Festival poem rarely mentioned wartime and the army, and it also had a motivational meaning, which seemed very appropriate; but at the same time, most of the poem clearly talked about the victory of warships and navy, and it was a bit forced to say that it could deal with the large camp at the foot of the mountain.

"What do you think?" After Wanqi Xie recited the whole poem again, Emperor Zhao took the initiative to point at each of them and asked them one by one.

"I think it's okay." Mrs. Wu also used the folk name.

"I don't think it's appropriate." Liu Yan, who had always been taciturn, finally spoke, but he just waved his hand.

"I also think it is inappropriate." Scholar Kobayashi also frowned.

Emperor Zhao didn't care and continued to point at Hu Hongxiu.

"Your Majesty, I also think it is inappropriate." Hu Hongxiu, who had been flipping through the book, spoke up and handed the cover of the "Collection of Tang Poems" to the general. "But I just saw a poem here that might be suitable..."

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