"When will the bright
moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the sky. I wonder what year it is in the palace in heaven. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it is too cold up there in the jade buildings. I stand up to dance with my shadow, how is it like being in the human world?"
Ye Wuque's voice was originally clear and melodious, but at this moment he stood under the bright moon with his hands behind his back, the cold moonlight poured down, covering his whole body, his bright eyes looked at the bright moon outside the window, giving people a faint sense of loneliness and desolation.
He is tall and slender, with broad shoulders and a handsome face. His fair skin is now shining under the moonlight, like a statue carved from the most perfect white jade in the world, more moist and shining than the white jade wine glass in Ji Yanran's slender hands.
But at this moment the whole banquet hall has become dead silent!
All the super geniuses opened their mouths slightly, and the half-verse that Ye Wuque had just recited kept surging in their minds, reflecting the bright moon outside the window at this moment, and they were instantly immersed in the artistic conception of this half-verse!
The three adults who had been sitting on the wall and watching had all changed color at this moment, even Master Xuan, who had the coldest expression!
"I want to ride the wind to go back, but I am afraid that the jade buildings and jade palaces are too high and cold... What a high place is too cold! It's time to float a big white!"
Master Zhuifeng's eyes became slightly dazed. He was immersed in the meaning of the poem, raised his right hand, and drank three glasses of wine in succession. After playing, he seemed to be repeating this half-verse in a low voice.
"Just this half-verse is enough to be called the best verse of all time! I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. Alas, can we, the cultivators, look up at the sky, and know what the palace in the sky looks like?"
Lady Shui Miao's voice was as gentle as water, but at this moment, it was a little lonely and remote. She felt the deep charm of the moon in the sky and the longing for relatives from this half-verse.
This shows that Ye Wuque's heart is full of thoughts for his relatives.
At this moment, Ji Yanran's gorgeous face in front of the window has already surged with emotions. Her clear eyes, like autumn water and shining with endless stars, are slightly absent-minded at this time. Her red lips are slightly opened, as if she is repeating the half-verse that Ye Wuque recited. The melodious whisper sounded, and it seemed that she was also infected by the rhyme of the ancient poem.
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the entire hall, almost all the super geniuses were silent, especially Lan Mingri and Qin Wushuang!
Qin Wushuang's fists had already been clenched, and an incredible look flashed across his handsome face!
He had dabbled in literature and was quite talented, otherwise he would not have been able to write such a poem, but because of this, he understood better than anyone else how amazing Ye Wuque's half-verse was!
The same scene naturally happened to Lan Mingri!
"Damn it! How could this happen? How could this guy write such an ancient poem? Why? Why?"
This was the first time Lan Mingri got angry. He roared, and an astonishing murderous aura emanated from him. Although he was suppressing it, it had already made Huang Ke and the woman wrapped in black gauze next to him tremble!
"Mr. Ye is not only extremely gifted in cultivation, but also so unfathomable in literature. This half-verse is enough to be called a masterpiece of all ages. It is a great blessing for Yanran to hear such a half-verse in her life! Yanran will first toast Mr. Ye three cups!"
Ji Yanran finally spoke. Her beautiful eyes were shining at this moment, as if she was looking at Ye Wuque with a look of shyness and joy on her gorgeous and unparalleled beautiful face, which made people feel an irrepressible love and intoxication.
This Ji Yanran is not only the most beautiful woman in the capital, but also a fairy!
"Thank you, Miss Ji."
After drinking three cups in a row, Ye Wuque's face was always calm, but in the depths of his bright eyes, he reflected the fluttering appearance of Ji Yanran in a white dress, who was also bathed in the cold moonlight, but Ji Yanran's face turned into Yu Jiaoxue's face!
In an instant, Ye Wuque's eyes once again flashed with trance, deep thoughts and a trace of heartache!
A hint of curiosity flashed through the depths of Ji Yanran's beautiful eyes. This was the second time she had caught such a look from Ye Wuque, that kind of deep longing and heartache.
"He mistook me... for someone else?"
Ji Yanran was so smart that she guessed this immediately, and instantly a strange feeling of unwillingness surged in her heart.
Because in addition to these looks, she saw in Ye Wuque's eyes that there was at most a hint of pure appreciation, but there was no intoxication or closeness, as if she was just a prettier woman to him.
"Master Ye, how can such a great poem be recited only half? I beg Master Ye to help Yanran and recite the second half as well!"
Ji Yanran stood alone, her beautiful eyes flashing with a bright light, staring at Ye Wuque, with a hint of desire and expectation between her eyebrows, as if she had become a little girl who was lovable and coquettish, very cute.
Ye Wuque nodded slowly, then turned his face slightly, still only one side of his face facing Ji Yanran, looking at the bright moon outside the window.
"Turning the red pavilion, lowering the beautiful window, shining on the sleepless. There should be no hatred, why does it always appear full when we are apart?"
The voice with a hint of loneliness and longing slowly sounded again, echoing throughout the banquet hall, attracting everyone to listen carefully.
When the sentence "There should be no hatred, why does it always appear full when we are apart" came out, everyone looked at the bright moon outside the window, and at this moment it seemed as if the bright moon in the night sky was so beautiful and cold.
At certain times, people always express their joy, resentment, unwillingness, and despair to the bright moon, but has the bright moon ever resented anyone?
For a moment, the first few words of the second half of the verse instantly echoed the beginning and end of the first half, perfectly.
Ye Wuque recited slowly, but the next few words made the whole banquet hall become dead silent again!
"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes, and this has been difficult to achieve since ancient times. May we live long and share the beauty of the moon, even though we are thousands of miles apart."
Looking at the bright moon, Ye Wuque finished reciting the ancient poem that was transmitted to him by the power of the soul in his mind.
However, what surprised Ye Wuque was that he just remembered that he had come across two of the lines before, in the Moon Waxing Treasure Mirror.
But at this moment, Ye Wuque could not care about so much. He was also immersed in the artistic conception of this ancient poem, missing the person he wanted to miss in his heart.
"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes, and this has been difficult to achieve since ancient times. May we live long and share the beauty of the moon, even though we are thousands of miles apart..."
Ji Yanran's jade-like left hand gently stroked the exquisite and gorgeous window frame, and her red lips repeatedly chanted the last few lines of the poem, and for a moment she was a little crazy!
"What a great poem! What a great poem that will be passed down through the ages! May we live long and share the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart! Hahahaha! This is the most amazing ancient poem I have ever heard in my life! Ye Wuque, your talent is truly rare in the world! This poem alone is enough to make you famous through the ages and leave your name in my Xingyan King City!"
Lord Zhuifeng stood up at this moment, holding up the fine wine in his glass, and laughed at Ye Wuque!
"I toast you a glass!"
Ye Wuque would naturally not neglect this, he also raised his glass and drank it all.
All the super geniuses in the banquet hall sighed slightly at this time, as if they had just come back to their senses from the charm of this ancient poem, and looked at the black-robed figure standing alone in front of the window, and they had to admit it.
In front of Ye Wuque's ancient poem, what are the two ancient poems by Qin Wushuang and Lan Mingri?
They are not even worthy of carrying Ye Wuque's shoes!
"Remember someone just said that Ye is an illiterate country bumpkin, so now Ye wants to ask, if Ye is a country bumpkin, then what are you?"
Suddenly, Ye Wuque put down his wine glass and turned his eyes, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, pointing directly at Lan Mingri! Search "Cool Craftsman" on WeChat, follow it and send the name of the work, and read the full text of the genuine version for free! The fastest update!