This poem.

No one needs explanation, everyone can understand the meaning!

This poem not only describes the moon, but also describes the joys and sorrows of life.

In the time and space of China, this poem of eternal lyrics is written by Su Shi. The poem of the moon in the world is not as good as that of the moon.

Although it was not Mid-Autumn Festival at this time, there was no time limit in the poem, and it was not inappropriate to use it here.

Emperor Xia's eyes flashed with a brilliant light and murmured: "Is there really a palace in the sky?"

"Is there really a god?"

"Has the weird wife of the past really become an immortal when she rode the wind to heaven?"

"I, I want to go up and take a look!"

At this moment, when I heard this poem that was so great that I had jealousy and ate the prince's heart.

Why is Death Lao Jiu so talented?

Why can he recite poems that have passed down through the world with just one mouth?

Why can't he?

God, it's unfair!

At this time, Dean Peacock finally came back to his senses from the shock, with a brilliant look in his eyes, and he sighed repeatedly: "The masterpiece of eternal songs will definitely be passed down through the ages!"

"Prince, did you write this word when you were in a deserted state?"

Emperor Xia was a little curious: "Director Kong, do you think this word was written by Xiaojiu when he was in the deserted state?"

"yes!"

The Peacock Dean bowed and said, "Your Majesty, because the last word is to hope that people will last forever and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles away!"

"It means that I hope all the relatives in this world are safe and healthy, and can enjoy the bright moon together even if they are thousands of miles apart!"

"This is a longing far away from relatives!"

"Among the relatives, the parents are the first ones, that is His Majesty and the Imperial Concubine!"

When Emperor Xia heard this, he stared at Xia Tian's back and looked deeply and again, with a complicated expression in his eyes.

He turned his head and told the historian: "You must write Xiaojiu's poems in history books and pass them on to future generations!"

The historian said solemnly: "Don't worry, your Majesty, you must not miss a word!"

"The poems of the King of Huangzhou will definitely leave a brilliant stroke in the history books."

Emperor Xia said with satisfaction: "Okay!"

"Write Xiaojiu's filial piety in history books!"

The historian said unhappily: "Your Majesty does not need advice, I know how to write it!"

Emperor Xia: "..."

Historians, they are all sticks!

Big stick!

Next to him, Concubine Qin looked relieved!

She secretly guessed that this poem was written by her child in a deserted state after she was poisoned!

This kid is so filial!

At this time, Dean Peacock looked at Xia Yu deeply: "Your Highness, you are also a relative of the prince!"

"His words mean, I hope you are safe and healthy too!"

Upon hearing this, the prince was silent!

However, when he thought of Emperor Xia’s importance to Xia Tian and the purple color on the Crown Princess’s skin, his jealousy made murderous intent appear in his eyes!

If the old ninth dies, you must not let go if you dare to sleep with the emperor’s sister-in-law!

no way!

On the other side.

Hu Yanduoer looked at Xia Tian with a confused look, as if she was drunk. Her delicate and silly daughter's beauty made many men intoxicated!

"Xia Lang, was this word written when you miss me in Huangzhou?"

Xia Tian said lightly: "No!"

Hu Yanduoer covered her jade hand with a high and soft breast, and asked with a resentful look on her face: "If the truth will hurt my heart, will Xia Lang choose to tell lies?"

Xia Tian shook his head straight: "No!"

Hu Yanduoer bit her red lips lightly: "I'm waiting for the day you will know!"

"Click..."

Huyanduoer's hearts that had not yet healed were broken into pieces again.

Their dream lover!

Why do you fall in love with the King of Desolate State of Daxia?

Too humble!

The King of Desert in Daxia actually dared to treat their dream lover like this, which is really unforgivable!

Unforgivable!

At this time, Xia Tian didn't care about their thoughts: "Heiyanfeng, can you write a word that is comparable to this poem?"

Hei Yanfeng's face was pitch black and his condition was the same as the wolf poem just now. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't spit out a word!

This word is invincible!

In front of everyone, he could only admit with red eyes: "I can't do it, admit defeat!"

Xia Tian said lightly: "One hundred thousand taels of gold!"

A trace of blood came out of the corner of Hei Yanfeng's mouth: "I won't be able to pay for it!"

"It's just that the king of Daxia Huangzhou said he was not good at writing lyrics, which is the biggest lie in the world!"

As soon as this statement was made, the people at the banquet, whether they were the Tianlang side or the Daxia Empire, thought Hei Yanfeng's words were reasonable.

Xia Tian shook his head: "No! I have never deceived you!"

"In fact, what I am best at is writing poetry, not writing lyrics!"

"Director Kong just said it well. This poem was written by me in Huangzhou. It's just that your lyrics are just about to hit this poem."

"If I improvised the lyrics on the spot, I really can't do it."

Black Rock Feng was excited: "Can you say true?"

Xia Tian said seriously: "I can swear to the sky and never tell lies."

Hei Yanfeng gritted his teeth and glanced at Hu Yanduoer, wanting to write the lovesickness in his heart to the beauty: "Then let's write the lyrics improvise, and the title will be...love!"

Heiyanfeng is a romantic talent in the Tianlang Empire. He has experienced countless romantic things and has written countless romantic love words, proclaiming himself the number one person in the world to write love words.

This time, he is sure to win!

Because the King of Huangzhou is only sixteen years old, so far, this young king has only one princess and a confidante. He is just beginning to become a man. How much can he feel about a love story?

So, he felt that summer could not write good love words!

Xia Tian frowned: "What love?"

Seeing Xia Tian frowning, Hei Yanfeng couldn't help but feel happy: "Love!"

Xia Tian frowned even deeper: "Can't I specify the title of lyrics to write?"

Hei Yanfeng shook his head firmly: "No!"

"I'll specify the topic of lyrics, and then you write the lyrics first and then I write it. This is fair!"

"That's it!"

After saying that, Hei Yanfeng pretended to be generous and said, "Come first!"

Xia Tian said quietly: "I am really not good at writing lyrics!"

"Aren't you making things difficult for me?"

Hei Yanfeng raised his eyelids: "You said so last time."

"If you really can't do it, then admit defeat and give me 100,000 taels of gold!"

"Don't force it!"

Xia Tianyi stretched out his hand: "Come a pot of wine!"

The palace maid immediately gave a pot of imperial wine: "Please use it with your lord!"
To be continued...