If Xiao Yao was given some more time, he might be able to think of a more appropriate poem than this one.

But at the moment, he just wanted to read the poem out.

The Son of Heaven couldn't get on the boat, claiming to be a fairy in wine!

Xiao Yao is not a courtier in Beilu, he has changed it to a "me", which sounds a little incongruous, but how can he care so much at this time?

He just thinks it's good to put this sentence here.

As long as you can express your true thoughts, it is enough.

The poem that Xiao Yao recited before was Li Bai's "Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking", originally this poem was definitely not a seven-word quatrain, but there were too many contents in the complete content that had not appeared in the Lingwu world, such as the first sentence was that Zhizhang rode a horse like a boat - do you think Wang Wenge and his father can know who Zhizhang is?

Isn't this embarrassing?

In order not to show his stuffing, in desperation, Xiao Yao could only delete this poem, and he did lose a lot of charm, which is also a helpless thing, for Xiao Yao, as long as he completely expresses the central idea that the Son of Heaven can't come to the boat, it is enough.

After reading this poem, Taifu, Wang Wenge, and Peng Wuyu were all dumbfounded.

To say that Taifu and Wang Wenge's expressions of shock at this time, Xiao Yao can still understand it, but Peng Wuyu looks like he has seen a ghost, Xiao Yao is a little incomprehensible......

"Xiao Yao, when did you write this poem?" Wang Wenge couldn't help but ask.

Because of the incomparable consternation in his heart, the title of Xiao Yao has also changed from "Mr. Xiao" to his name.

Xiao Yao blinked and looked at Wang Wenge, and said, "What do you mean when it was written, it's just now!"

"Improvisation?!" Wang Wenge seemed a little incredible.

Xiao Yao nodded, anyway, he didn't blow much like this kind of cowhide, and now he is used to it. If he said that he would feel a little embarrassed at first, but now that there are more and more times, he doesn't care, anyway, he is not an easily shy person, if he brags about it, he will blush, Xiao Yao is a red child.

At this time, Wang Taifu also stood up and looked at Xiao Yao, he opened his mouth, the muscles at the corners of his mouth were trembling slightly, but after a long time, he didn't say a complete sentence.

"Fortunately, fortunately......" In the end, Mrs. Wang just repeated these two words, and Xiao Yao listened to it for a long time and didn't understand what Mrs. Wang wanted to express.

"Taifu, what are you lucky about?" Xiao Yao couldn't help but ask.

"I am fortunate to meet this person, and I am fortunate to hear this poem......" Wang Taifu said with a smile.

Xiao Yao was speechless all of a sudden, even if shamelessness was a norm for Xiao Yao, but hearing such praise from Taifu still made Xiao Yao feel extremely shy.

"It's too serious. Xiao Yao hurriedly said.

Wang Taifu ignored Xiao Yao, and just waved his hand: "That's how it was." ”

Xiao Yao was completely speechless, mainly because the evaluation given to him by Wang Taifu was too big, and he felt a little ashamed......

But just think about it, anyway, now Wang Taifu is not a person, and it is Li Bai's turn to be embarrassed, what do you have to be shy about.

"I heard Wang Wenge say before, Mr. is talented, but now it seems that what he said is indeed true!" Wang Taifu actually called Xiao Yao Mr. directly because of a poem, and even stretched out his hand to make a gesture.

Xiao Yao hurriedly stepped aside and said with a wry smile: "I love Fu too much, how can I have such ability, besides, I am a junior, how can I let you luggage, let alone the word sir." ”

"In the Bachelor's Mansion, I only know knowledge!" said Mrs. Wang Fu Zhengse.

Xiao Yao could only scratch the back of his head and remain silent.

"Mr. Xiao, can we use the moon as a topic?" Wang Taifu suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed to the bright moon that was rising outside, and said with a smile.

It seems that Mrs. Wang is addicted to listening to Xiao Yao's poems.

Xiao Yao was stunned, silent for a while, and could only nod.

He knew that Mrs. Wang not only wanted to listen, but also wanted to test whether he had a talent worthy of his praise.

"You have to add wine, how about it?" Wang Wenge also said with a smile.

Wang Wenge's proposal was deeply intent.

This first added the month, and then added the wine, Wang Taifu didn't believe it, could Xiao Yao still be prepared before?

Xiao Yao laughed, and almost without the slightest hesitation, he nodded: "Okay." ”

When Wang Taifu talked about the theme of the moon before, Xiao Yao thought of a poem, and coincidentally, there happened to be wine in this poem.

He was even wondering if Wang Wenge was a roundworm in his stomach, otherwise how would he know what he was thinking?

Xiao Yao picked up a glass of wine, walked to the door, pondered for a moment, and said loudly: "A pot of wine among the flowers, there is no blind date for drinking alone." Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me. Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring. I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess. When you wake up, you meet and rejoice, and when you are drunk, you scatter. Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan. ”

After reading a poem, Xiao Yao also came to his senses, and directly picked up the wine glass and drank all the wine in the cup.

At this time, he wanted to thank his grandfather, if it weren't for the fact that when he was a child, his grandfather forced himself to look at these unacceptable poems and songs every day, how could he have such a good opportunity to pretend to be forced now?

Xiao Yao didn't feel like it was enjoyable, so he asked again, "How about another song?"

At this time, Wang Taifu Wang Wenge and Peng Wuyu had not yet recovered from the poem just now.

Hearing Xiao Yao's words, Wang Taifu just nodded subconsciously.

When I came back to my senses, I was deeply shocked.

It's not enough for this guy to write an amazing poem, but in such a short period of time, he even thought of words?

Is this kid really a genius?

Wang Wenge also looked at Xiao Yao with wide eyes, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of his father. Although he knew that Xiao Yao was a talented person before this, he didn't expect that Xiao Yao's talent had reached such a point.

Peng Wuyu didn't have any special feelings.

He just thinks that the poems made by Xiao Yao are not bad, but it is really difficult for him to understand the artistic conception in it. But even if he didn't understand, he could see something from Wang Taifu's face and Wang Wenge's face, obviously Xiao Yao's poems before were very good.

"When is the bright moon? I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, the height is unbearable, and I dance to find out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world. Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

This song is Xiao Yao's favorite, and it is also relatively widely circulated, on the earth, many children can recite it aloud, and there is also a reason why it is still a song.

In fact, when Xiao Yao read this poem, he was also thinking about his mother, Xia Yixing and Li Xiaoxiao.

Originally, this poem contained Su Shi's thoughts about his family.

After reading this poem, Xiao Yao's mood became unexpectedly calm for a long time.

After waiting for a long time, he sighed, and suddenly felt a little strange, there was no sound behind him, could it be that such a word brand name does not exist in the Lingwu world? If this is the case, the word format he made may be difficult to be accepted by them.

When Xiao Yao turned his face, he found an extremely strange scene.

Wang Wenge and Wang Taifu were already excited, among which Wang Taifu was the most exaggerated, and he was directly in tears.

The reason why Peng Wuyu didn't speak was because he was completely confused at this time.

He didn't expect that just one word could make Wang Wenge and Wang Taifu's emotions extremely excited.

Are the nerves of readers so fragile?

Anyway, Peng Wuyu felt a little incomprehensible.

"Mr. Dacai, Dacai!" Wang Taifu rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "This poem actually reminds me of many deceased relatives...... I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together, people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny...... No matter which sentence it is, it can be passed on!"

Xiao Yao smiled.

He is not a real literati, whether it is his poems or songs, they are all copied from the previous world, Xiao Yao is just a porter, so he also feels that the emotions of Wang Taifu and Wang Wenge are a little difficult to understand at this time. In fact, as a literati, who doesn't want their works to be immortal?

"It's not in vain!" Wang Taifu laughed out loud after crying, almost making Xiao Yao think that he was a psychopath.

"There is only one stone in the world, and Mr. Xiao has eight buckets alone!" Wang Wenge said seriously.

This has happened on Earth, but the names of people have changed.

Xiao Yao didn't expect this to be wrong, and this sentence was actually used on himself.

Cao Zijian shouldn't mind, right?

"I'm relieved too. Mrs. Wang breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"Rest assured what?" Xiao Yao was stunned.

"Don't worry, let you bring Wang Wenge to Yangcheng. Wang Taifu said with a smile, "My son, although he is not successful, but fortunately, he has some talents, of course, compared to Mr. Xiao, it is thousands of miles worse, but he can help with some small favors, it should still be possible." ”

When Wang Wenge heard his father's words, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Xiao Yao was also stunned.

No one expected that Mrs. Wang would arrange it like this.

Is Wang Wenge talented?

This is almost certain, if it is not, why does Wu Li attach so much importance to Wang Wenge?

People in the world, why should they look up to Wang Wenge?

If Wang Wenge can really be abducted to Yangcheng, Wu Wutong and Zhao Danxuan can be crazy, right?