Feng Rusi bowed and said, "I will go first, 'The wind blows the willow blossoms and the streets are filled with fragrance'!"
Li Chengfeng smiled faintly and chanted without hesitation: "The spring breeze makes the south bank of the river green again."
"Good poem! Good poem!"
Feng Rusi clapped his hands and cheered, "Again! 'The wind blows the dust up'!"
Li Chengfeng smiled calmly: "There will be a time to ride the wind and waves!"
"Wonderful! Wonderful! 'The most famous figures of our time'"
"The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cold"
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As they went back and forth, Feng Rusi made many witty remarks, all of which were easy-to-understand doggerel poems, but contained profound irony.
Li Chengfeng responded with ease, quoting from classics, and every sentence he said was a timeless masterpiece.
"The strong wind reveals the strong grass,"
Feng Rushi gritted his teeth, his face flushed red, and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.
Li Chengfeng gently waved his folding fan, his expression calm: "The wind is right and the sails are full."
Feng Rusi racked his brains and racked his brains. Finally, an idea struck him, and he proudly chanted, "The wind carries the sound of the bells to the passenger ship!"
Although this sentence is a bit far-fetched, it is at least a response.
He secretly glanced at Li Chengfeng, expecting the young emperor to look embarrassed.
However, Li Chengfeng just smiled faintly and casually said: "A lone sail disappears into the blue sky, leaving only the Yangtze River flowing across the horizon."
He deliberately hid the word "wind" outside the poem to show his profound skills.
Feng Rushi's face froze. How...how could this be played?
He opened his mouth, but found that he could no longer think of any poem with the word "wind".
Not to mention that Li Chengfeng can come up with it so effortlessly, which is unheard of. Every sentence can be called a famous quote through the ages.
The officials around him, who were initially in a mood to laugh at the joke, were now all stunned, looking at Li Chengfeng with eyes full of awe.
"Your Majesty...I lost."
Feng Rushi bowed dejectedly, his admiration for Li Chengfeng flowing like a surging river.
He thought that he was well-versed in poetry and literature and had great talent, and that he would be able to shine in the court today and impress everyone. However, he did not expect that he would be so vulnerable in front of the emperor.
Li Chengfeng laughed heartily, his tone tinged with a hint of joking, "Don't be discouraged. I'm only slightly better."
He paused, then added, "Your poetry has a unique flavor. I like it very much."
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