The Empress Behind the Veil
Chapter 555 This Poem Made By You?
Oi! I am an article!
Ji Xingyun stared demeaningly at the two of them, then herself stared at the calligraphy writing that was in her hands, her handsome brows involuntarily raised up a little, soaring up, his thin red lips instantly muttered:
“Don't you see the water of the yellow river coming from the sky, flowing towards the sea and never coming back again.
Oi! I am an article!
Do you not see them grieving for white hair in the great mirror of the hall, when the dawn looks like a black thread and at night it turns to snow.
Life should bring happiness, never let an empty pitcher face the moon.
God gave birth to me, my ability should have been of some use, spent so much money but it will all come back again.
Cooking sheep and slaughtering cows is fun, we have to drink three hundred cups.
Oi! I am an article!
Mr. Cen, Dan Qiusheng, bring the fencing, don't stop drinking.
I'll sing you a song, please lend me your ear.
The bells, the drums, the jade, all that is still not good enough, I hope I am drunk for good and will never wake up again.
From ancient times, wise men were always lonely, only drunkards would leave their names.
In the past, Prince Chen had sighed at the banquet party in Pingle, he had happily provided tens of thousands of rose wines to drink.
My beloved horse, its feathers are worth thousands of pieces of gold, he said,
Call the waiter and ask him to exchange for quality wine, I will remove the eternal sorrow with you.” As he read to the end, Ji Xingyun's low voice grew higher and higher, even his emotions also seemed to be influenced by this poem, his emotions turning radical and full of fun.
This poem can be described as the ups and downs of emotions, from sadness to joy, from excitement to madness, from madness to anger, so many emotions are ultimately associated with the word “sadness”, he said, it really has momentum and twists and turns. The point is that if you read a whole poem, it can almost fully express the happiness, anger, sadness, and joy of a human being, and again these emotions change very quickly, the difference is huge.
What made Ji Xingyun think the most was that, this poem seemed to express a complaint from the author that was not understood, but instead had to live optimistically and happily. Sometimes it also reveals negative emotions when having fun. But the whole poem is still full of unique personalities that boast and delight.
This is a very good poem, each sentence of this poem makes others really praise the excellent poetry sentence. But in all the book records in the State of Qi, the Classical Catan, the Ritual Records, and the Historical Records, there was absolutely no record of this extraordinary poem And in areas like the Han Dynasty as well as the Bei Country and other countries, Ji Xingyun had also never heard of such a great poet.
Is it possible.. The author of this poem is Qin Ruchen?
In the next second, Ji Xingyun looked at and assessed Qin Ruchen with a look of surprise and disbelief. Come to think of it then true as well, this poem was very much in line with Qin Ruchen's life for half a year in Zhihua Palace, Qin Ruchen was abandoned by him, no one cared about it, no one cared about it, aside from comforting himself at home, Qin Ruchen could not even get out of the gate of the door.
But what made Ji Xingyun suspicious was, some of the Palace maids who were watching Qin Ruchen secretly reported that Qin Ruchen was not as free and after as written in the poem after entering the Cold Palace, Qin Ruchen cried all day, he had never heard Qin Ruchen drink to relieve his grief. And again if it wanted to drink in a place like Zhihua Palace, it was absolutely impossible. No one ever sends wine.
Is this poem really hers? Ji Xingyun looked at Qin Ruchen in surprise. If he was someone else, he would have immediately praised and converted him into a high official, indeed this poem touched him very much. But if Qin Ruchen really hesitated, what kind of lonely feeling could he make a poem like this.
Qin Ruchen was cunning, ruthless, and his heart was evil, there was no way Qin Ruchen would write a poem with this kind of elegance.
“Emperor.. Emperor...”.
Yuya's faint voice rang out in his ear, Ji Xingyun instantly regained her senses, Ji Xingyun stared at the poem for a long time, making Ye Wushuang and Yuya look at him with strange eyes.
Ji Xingyun instantly felt embarrassed, covered her mouth and coughed lightly awkwardly, there was no expression on her cold-looking face, Ji Xingyun simply said in a deep voice as usual: “Queen Qin, you can't help it, did you make this poem?”
