Jiang Wan'er said, "Shang Jijiu, can you explain it to everyone?"
Shang Henshui immediately stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I will take the responsibility!"
As he said this, he glanced at Zhao Hao, bent down, picked up the wine glass, and drank it down in one gulp.
"The first two lines of the poem focus on creating an atmosphere and depicting the tense situation of the war."
"The first sentence uses black clouds as a metaphor to describe the enemy's fierce attack!"
"The word 'press' is used to strengthen the description of this momentum."
"Then I use the desire to destroy to make up for the fierceness of this attack and depict the dangerous situation."
"The second sentence describes our army's neat appearance, majestic military power, and the spirit of remaining calm in the face of danger."
"The pictures in these two sentences are vivid and touching."
"Under the rolling black clouds, the fierce enemy army rushed towards our isolated city, with the momentum to destroy it."
"However, our soldiers remained calm and put on their armor."
"Under the moonlight, the golden armor gleams with golden light, and it looks majestic and ready to attack."
"The contrast shows the critical situation and the heroism of our soldiers."
“…”
"This poem, with its brilliant and mottled colors, depicts a tragic and tragic battle scene, which can be considered bizarre."
"And this colorful and strange picture, accurately depicting the frontier scenery and the rapidly changing war situation at a specific time and place, seems very appropriate."
“The more strange it is, the more novel it feels; the more appropriate it is, the more real it feels.”
“Strange and appropriate, it’s absolutely wonderful!”
"Your Majesty, I have never been to the battlefield, but through this poem, I feel as if I were there personally to experience the cruelty of the battlefield."
"It's absolutely amazing!"
After hearing Shang Henshui's analysis, the generals who were not very well educated immediately understood the meaning of the poem.
I was immediately deeply touched.
Jiang Wan'er heard the last two sentences clearly.
It can be said that he won her heart.
Report your satisfaction on the Golden Stage.
I will die for you, Yulong.
Well written!
Well written!
Jiang Wan'er smiled and said, "My lords, our Dagan martial arts are flourishing, and we have won the battle against the barbarians. Zhao Hao has such a great poetic talent, and our literary talents are also on the rise. This is truly a sign of prosperity!"
"My Lords, drink this cup with me!"
Jiang Wan'er picked up the wine glass, and the ministers quickly followed suit and drank it all in one gulp.
Beside her, Princess Yongning remained silent as she looked at Zhao Hao, whose beautiful eyes were shining brightly.
…
The banquet is over.
Zhao Hao and his father returned home.
The father and son came to the study.
Not only was Zhao Wenxiang not happy about Zhao Hao's performance at the banquet, but his expression was very solemn.
"My son, your invention of the thunder bomb has been announced by His Majesty in public, so you must not get cocky."
"On the contrary, you should be more careful about what you say and do, understand?"
Zhao Hao nodded quickly: "Dad, I understand. I will never take credit for this matter. Don't worry, Dad."
Zhao Wenxiang nodded with relief.
"Very good, you performed well at the banquet today, especially when facing General Chu Yun, you did not show off."
"very nice!"
Zhao Hao smiled softly: "Dad, I know my own weight, so don't worry!"
Zhao Wenxiang said: "General Chu Yun is in love with Your Majesty. This is known to everyone. Maybe he is Your Majesty's...Your performance is very good!"
Hearing his father say this, Zhao Hao said: "Dad, this General Chu Yun loves Your Majesty, but I don't think Your Majesty has any special feelings for him..."
Zhao Wenxiang immediately glared at Zhao Hao and said unhappily, "Who can be sure of such a thing? Anyway, because of the thunder bomb, General Chu Yun has a very good impression of you. You should be aware of this."
Zhao Hao nodded: "I understand, Dad. This friendship is hard-earned. I understand it."
…
Before this, the name of Zhao Hao Wenquxing had not spread widely, but after the palace banquet, it completely set off the entire imperial capital.
The poems he wrote at the Golden Autumn Literary Conference also spread like a whirlwind.
The direct result is that the first floor is more popular than before.
Many scholars and literati also came to see him.
But Zhao Hao hid himself.
He doesn't want to engage in ineffective social activities.
Being treated like a monkey by so many people.
Now that we have money, the first floor is very popular and the problem of food is solved.
You can lie down comfortably.
Even when Wang Mengyu and Zheng Zhiqian asked him for technical guidance, he refused to go.
However, after staying at home for three or four days, he began to feel bored again.
I have been busy and fulfilled.
Now that I have some free time, everything feels uncomfortable.
By the fifth day, he couldn't hold on any longer and decided to have some fun.
First floor.
After receiving Zhao Hao's letter, Wang Mengyu and Zheng Zhiqian almost cried.
Dear brother, you are finally out.
The two of them rushed to the first floor.
When Wang Mengyu saw Zhao Hao, he went up to hug him, but was kicked back by Zhao Hao.
"What the hell?"
Zheng Zhiqian said excitedly: "Brother Hao, you finally showed up. Without your guidance, the two of us would not be able to make soap at all!"
Zhao Hao waved his hand: "Let's wait for the soap matter. There's no rush. I've been feeling very bored lately. Do you two have anything fun? Introduce it to me."
Wang Mengyu quickly got up and said, "That's easy. Cuiming Tower, Brother Hao, you haven't been there recently. Miss Yun has been waiting for you for so long that her flowers have all withered."
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