"Ahem."

Above the hall, Xun might deliberately cough, winking at Xun Yi, indicating that he would not do this.

But since this voice rang in the hall, the night wind can't be regarded as turning a blind eye and turning a deaf ear.

He waved his hand and motioned to Xun Yuxiu to say more, and whispered: "What do you want?"

"This one……"

Xun Yi was not a fool either, he naturally understood what Xun Yu meant.

"It doesn't matter, just say what you have!" Ye Feng's lips curled up slightly, making people feel like spring breeze.

Xun Yi gained the courage: "Your Majesty, in fact, this matter is not just the grassroots. I am afraid that all the students here have thought about it this way. You are the leader of the Confucian scholars today, like a saint!"

"Which..."

Xun Yi still dare not say anything.

"Hahahaha!"

Ye Feng laughed loudly, waved his hand and said, "Aren't you tired of flattering for so long? Just say whatever you want. Before you enter the officialdom, you can really express your wishes and say quickly, otherwise Outdated!"

Scream!

Xun Yi exhaled a long breath, and solemnly said: "Your Majesty, the Caomin wants to make his Majesty also write a poem with snow as the topic! The Caomin does not have the slightest disrespect. In fact, he has a heart of fists and I hope his majesty understands."

All the students in the palace responded with hopeful eyes.

On the first night, the wind whispered softly: "You guys, what do you mean?"

Some students nodded silently, while others sat there, silent.

Ye Feng said with a hum: "Well, then I will drag a big one and write a poem to help!"

Xun Yi was so energetic, he hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Get up!

Bypass the dragon case.

The night wind turned into the hall, and looking at the heavy snow outside the hall, he suddenly remembered a poem.

"Yes!"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Yefeng's lips.

Everyone was immediately surprised.

"No, your Majesty thought about it so soon?"

"Your Majesty is today's tycoon, how can we people compare with your Majesty!"

"I'm really looking forward to it, I can actually witness your improvisational poems!"

"No! I want to take a pen and write it down quickly!"

The eyes of everyone gathered towards the night wind.

Ye Feng took a deep breath, cleared his throat, and began to recite: "The scenery of the North Country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow!"

Yepu, Xunor, Zhuge Liang, and the junior high school students were all startled.

Although they knew that the opening of Yefeng had always been majestic, these twelve words directly only had a glimpse of the snow scene of the Yetian Empire. Such a demeanor is not something ordinary people can have.

The emperor is the emperor, and his vision is more than that of them.

The night wind took a deep breath, and continued to recite: "Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but recklessness, the river is going up and down, the loss is surging, the mountain dances with the silver snake, the original chi wax figure, the desire to compare with Tiangong!"

Ye Pu's whole person has been shocked by the night wind's shock to the heavens and humans. This is the real snow scene of the North Country, the real grand ambition, the real heroic character!

In the minds of all the students, the dynamic scenes of the Great Wall and the Yellow River are described vividly. The ice cover of thousands of miles will actually conquer the surging Yellow River. The mountains in the distance and the trees nearby are all white, and the world is connected. high!

It's so beautiful!

At this moment, the students are already passionate. They want to praise, but they are afraid of disturbing the night wind. The taste of wanting to praise but not daring to praise is the most uncomfortable.

"On a sunny day, look at the red dress, it is very enchanting."

The passion and heroism in the front suddenly turned into tenderness and watery, seemingly abrupt, but it was natural and natural.

The picture unfolds slowly, the red sun rises, and the sun shines, dyeing the white clouds on the horizon and reflecting the white snow on the distant mountains.

The sea of ​​clouds is vast, the snow-capped mountains are towering, the flowers are pines and cypresses, and the trees are green.

The red sun and white snow complement each other, and the scenery of Northland is like a girl in red dress, especially charming and colorful!

nice!

It's really beautiful!

Whether it is the minister in the palace or the students, they have been deeply attracted by the night breeze, and even reluctant to speak, for fear of interrupting this eternal swan song.

"There are so many beautiful people in the country, and it has attracted countless heroes to bend their waists...all going forward, count the romantic figures, and look at the present."

If Shangyu was shocked enough, then after listening to Xiayu, shock became shock!

Even though Ye Feng in the Xia Fang despised the emperor-level figures of the entire previous dynasty severely, he couldn’t feel the arrogance and arrogance that Ye Feng had in his heart. Some were just shocks, just shocks from the bottom of their hearts. !

The last sentence is to go forward, count the romantic figures, but also look at the present! It is simply speaking yourself, this is the courage that an emperor should have!

it is good!

Ye Pu took the lead in applauding.

He really couldn't think of what kind of exaggerated words he should use to describe his mood at the moment, but without saying it, he felt uncomfortable, so he could only use this simplest good word to describe his unparalleled admiration at the moment.

All the civil and military staff applauded and praised.

The students opened their eyes wide, staring at the night wind in incredible ways.

"A tyrant deserves to be a tyrant, it's really amazing!"

"Such a magnificent poem can only be produced by a person with such a bearing as your majesty."

"That's not it! The students are all small bridges and flowing water, beautiful and beautiful, only your majesty is the majestic rivers and mountains of the motherland, the two are too different in tolerance and pattern."

"It can't be compared! It really can't be compared!"

Unconsciously, Ye Feng silently pretended to compare!

"Are you satisfied?" Ye Feng glanced back at Xun Yi and said softly.

"Your Majesty deserves to be your Majesty, and the grass people admire it!" Xun Yi solemnly bowed and convinced him.

"Your Majesty's poetry is truly breathtaking!" Sima Xun also solemnly bowed, convinced.

"His Majesty!"

All the students in the hall deeply expressed their admiration for Ye Feng!

Above the Yefeng Golden Palace, impromptu poem writing spreads like a plague in the counties and counties of Mount Tai.

What's even more surprising is that Lu Zhi published this article on "Chao Wen Tian Xia", as the main edition of the next issue, in line with the content of the palace examination, launched together!

Nima!

Suddenly, it caused an uproar everywhere in the Yetian Empire!

Xiangyang.

Sima Hui was holding "Morning the World", pinching his beard, and whispering softly: "It's really worthy of being your majesty. Such a demeanor is really rare in the world. Imagining the scenery of the Northland, I have not been back for more than ten years.

Ugh!

Sima Che let out a long sigh.

He was originally from Yingchuan. Because of avoiding chaos, he moved to Xiangyang and lived a secluded life.

I usually teach some students to learn, and spend the rest of the day with my friends and feast on the beautiful scenery of Xiangyang.

But this article by Ye Feng completely pulled out the deepest memory in his mind.