20demayo Page 48
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"Today, I, this young master, will let you witness with your own eyes what true talent is!"
This sentence, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirred up a thousand waves.
Like adding fuel to the fire, it ignited the surrounding discussions:
"Hmph, I think it's just an empty shell. What can it possibly accomplish?"
"Young people don't know how to keep their sharp edges to themselves; this time, they've probably shot themselves in the foot."
"Exactly, it seems they're stuck in a humiliating situation and are ready to give up entirely!"
"Just a fame-seeker!"
……
However, Wei Yuan, who was standing on the high platform, did not speak.
Instead, he picked up his teacup, took a sip, and looked as relaxed as if he had everything under control.
Wei Yuan believed in Wei Changxuan. He said that if Wei Changxuan could compose ten excellent poems, then he could.
Meanwhile, Jiang Luzhong, Yang Yan, and Nangong Qianrou were standing nearby.
Although they were warriors, they understood the importance of composing ten poems at the same time.
Moreover, the themes are all poems written to send off soldiers on their journeys. How difficult must that be!
This made them quite worried about Wei Changxuan's actions!
Wei Changxuan steadily walked to the large drum on the city wall.
Looking up at the sun high in the autumn sky,
Sunlight shone on his face, outlining his resolute features.
"Today, Wei Changxuan beats the drum and composes a poem to bid farewell to his uncle!"
His voice echoed in the air, firm and powerful.
Wei Changxuan arrived at the large drum on the city wall and began to beat it with both hands.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
Wei Changxuan then slowly composed a poem.
"A thousand miles of yellow clouds darken the daytime!"
His voice rose with the sound of the drums.
Like a strong gust of wind, it dispelled the doubts in everyone's hearts.
This simple description of the scenery,
This immediately broadened the horizons of everyone present.
It was as if it had really appeared before my eyes.
The magnificent sight of thousands of miles of yellow clouds obscuring the daytime.
"The north wind blows, geese fly, and snow falls in abundance!"
Boom!
The thunderous sound of drums echoed into the military camp outside the city.
It was as if it were sending a signal to the soldiers to go to war.
It's early winter now, although it hasn't snowed in Beijing yet. (bhei)
But on the northern border, heavy snow had already fallen.
As dusk falls and snow falls heavily, amidst the howling north wind, a lone wild goose can be seen in the distant sky, instantly evoking a vivid scene.
That desolate and tragic atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire city wall.
The background rendering for these two sentences is just right.
It perfectly suited this farewell.
All eyes were fixed on Wei Changxuan.
It was as if he was under a spell.
A look of amazement appeared in their eyes.
"Mochou has no confidants in the future, no one in the world does not know you!"
Boom!Boom!
As the last two sentences fell.
Throughout the city walls, students from academies and the Imperial Academy were all present.
Or perhaps they are high-ranking officials, nobles, talented men, and beautiful women.
Everyone held their breath, and there was complete silence.
Everyone got goosebumps.
A strong sense of impact hit me.
Li Xingye's face turned deathly pale instantly.
He turned his neck stiffly, looking at Wei Changxuan in front of him, his voice filled with disbelief.
He was still muttering to himself, savoring the last two sentences.
"Mochou has no confidants in the future, no one in the world does not know you!"
This one sentence alone completely outshone his entire poem!
He felt that his pride had been shattered in that moment.
On the high platform, Wei Yuan heard these two sentences and reminisced with a leisurely expression.
He had already proven his ability more than a decade ago in the Battle of Shanhaiguan.
Throughout the entire Great Feng Dynasty, whether in the capital or on the border.
Indeed, no one is unaware of the name of Wei Yuan, the God of War of the Great Feng Dynasty!
A hint of emotion flashed in his eyes.
It felt like stepping back into those days of war and conquest.
However, Wei Changxuan did not stop. His voice rang out again, as loud as a bell:
"The morning rain in the capital dampens the light dust, and the willows by the inn are fresh and green!"
"I urge you to drink another cup of wine, for beyond Yangguan Pass you will find no old friends!"
Boom!Boom!Boom!
The drums thundered, and the crowd below stood solemnly in homage!
"I urge you to drink another cup of wine, for beyond Yangguan Pass you will find no old friends!"
Everyone present savored the scene of urging someone to drink.
It expresses Wei Changxuan's reluctance to part with his uncle Wei Yuan.
There is also the melancholy of not knowing when we will meet again, and the worry about the long road ahead.
Going to war is bound to result in death!
This poem further imbued the scene with a desolate atmosphere.
After savoring the tea, Wei Yuan silently picked up his teacup.
He offered tea in lieu of wine, raised it in a toast to Wei Changxuan from afar, and drank it down in one gulp.
"Fine wine in a luminous cup"
The pipa urges me to drink on horseback.
Drunk lying on the battlefield, Lord Grim,
How many warriors have returned from ancient battles?
Boom! Boom! The drumbeats sounded again.
This time, the poems have shifted from farewell poems to poems about going to war on the frontier!
Those stirring verses seemed to transport everyone to that smoke-filled battlefield.
I witnessed the soldiers' heroic spirit and tragic heroism on the battlefield.
Another excellent poem was presented, which simply amazed everyone present!
"A young man enters the palace, a young man leaves!"
One battle made him famous in the Battle of Shanhaiguan!
He traveled three thousand miles in battle.
"One sword once defeated a million soldiers!"
Boom!
With the appearance of this poem, the atmosphere on the city wall was immediately brought to a climax.
The saying "entering the palace as a boy and leaving as a young man" refers to Wei Yuan's entry into the palace at a young age.
He rose to fame by turning the tide and winning the Battle of Shanhaiguan.
He fought across three thousand miles, and his sword once faced a million soldiers!
This directly demonstrates Wei Yuan's immense contributions to the Great Feng Dynasty and his dedication to the Great Feng Empire.
His value alone is worth a million soldiers!
Upon hearing this poem, everyone present wore complex expressions.
This is a truly capable person who shed blood and sweat for the great Feng dynasty!
These four short sentences immediately drew praise from the surrounding crowd.
Even some of Wei Yuan's political enemies had to admit Wei Yuan's contributions to the entire Great Feng Dynasty!