The Great Tang: World Martial God

Tang Hao stood with his hands behind, looking down at Meng Yuqi.

He is considering which poem to use today.

In the entire Hu Yue Tower, at this moment, fell into a brief silence.

Everyone's eyes focused on Tang Hao, waiting quietly.

At this moment, Tang Hao started thinking quickly in his mind, and slowly took the first step.

As the second step came out, Tang Hao's magnetic voice resounded throughout the entire Hu Yue Tower.

Yun Xiang's clothes are so beautiful,

Revlon Spring Breeze Handrail.

If not for Qunyu Mountain, see you,

Will meet Yaotai under the moon.

After five steps, the poem is complete.

quiet!

The whole Hu Yuelou was quiet, and everyone was savoring the artistic conception of this poem.

Literati like to be arty, and even more like tasting tea, to taste the artistic conception of a poem.

And this Qingping Tune Tang Hao only used a part of the three poems, not about beauties, but metaphors for beauties everywhere.

Although you can't see the beauties, the fairy tale places like Yushan and Yaotai often give people endless reverie in the dimness, trying to see the beauty of the beauties living here.

This is undoubtedly a great poem that praises beauties.

After listening, there was a slight blush on Meng Yuqi's fair and beautiful face, and those watery eyes looked at Tang Hao with complex expressions.

Looking at Meng Yuqi's shy appearance, Fang Yiai's heart was so complicated, a trace of sourness came to her heart.

His wife loves himself as a gifted imperial city. Naturally, he also has a longing for the beautiful woman, but it is a pity that the beautiful woman in front of him already belongs to him.

Tasting Tang Hao's poem, although there is no mention of longing between the lines, but the vague meaning of provoking beautiful women can be felt everywhere, and I have to admit that this is a good poem.

Fang Yiai claimed to be far more talented than these disciples of the aristocracy, but she had no confidence that she could make such a good poem in seven steps, let alone take it easy like Tang Hao, and export it like a chapter.

Looking at Tang Hao, who was not arrogant or arrogant, neither humble nor overbearing, returning to sit in the seat like Taishan, he sighed helplessly in his heart.

He knew that if he talked about talent, he would definitely not be able to compare to this Tang Hao.

But after a second glance, it seemed that apart from his background, he didn't seem to have any strong points to compare with Tang Hao.

Cheng Chuliang also had the same taste in his heart.

Compared with Fang Yiai, what Cheng Chuliang admired was not only Tang Hao's talent in poetry, but also his literary and martial arts.

This teenager, who seemed to be one or two years younger than himself, could now be known as his elder brother Cheng Chu silently.

After the Northern Expedition, the elder brother returned home, and between the conversations, most of them were praises to Tang Hao, and he almost wanted to praise Tang Hao.

Based on Cheng Chuliang's understanding of his elder brother, his elder brother has always been calm and steady, and rarely praises anyone in front of others. After all, his elder brother is one of the few young people in the city of Chang'an with outstanding martial arts.

And the reason why the brother praised Tang Hao is definitely that there is something that can convince him that he admires him.

How many people among the younger generation in this Chang'an city, how many people do the brother respect so much?

Seeing Tang Hao's five steps into a poem and making such an excellent piece, I was shocked at the moment, and I was deeply convinced of his brother's admiration for Tang Hao.

"Okay! Good poem! It's really eye-opening for me to wait."

Someone finally came back, full of praise.

"Five steps into a poem, talent is no less than Cao Zijian, really!"

"Tang County is worthy of being a great talent in Chang'an!"

The previous disdain and doubts disappeared, in exchange for a full house of applause.

A book on the third floor looked at Meng Yuqi and laughed.

"Sister Yuqi, I think, today you will definitely want to stay Tang County, if not, later other sisters will envy Tang County's poetic talent and compete with you."

Hearing that, the other booksellers also smiled, looking at Oiran Meng Yuqi with that playful look.

Hearing the sisters' teasing, Meng Yuqi smiled, without much words, filled a glass of wine, held it in both hands, and handed it to Tang Hao.

Tang Hao didn't refuse, accepting the wine that Meng Yuqi handed over, smiled irresponsibly, and drank it all in one go.

The woman in front of her was beautiful, exquisite and talented, and she had a secret affection for herself, but it was absolutely impossible for him to marry this woman.

Although this woman was clean and self-conscious, she couldn't touch the mark of the brothel after all.

Tang Hao could even redeem this woman, or buy her a house and find some servants.

In this age of three wives and four concubines, perhaps Tang Hao would keep her outside the house as an outer room, nothing more.

As for those, most of the tales about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies start with brothels, but after all, they are just tales.

Since ancient times, how many people with great talents and abilities will marry a woman in a brothel as his wife?

At this moment, a strange sound of Yin and Yang broke the third floor of the laughter.

"Oh! I should be the son of a powerful family, I am here to entertain relatives, friends and distinguished guests. It turns out that it is the son-in-law of the Prince Weiguo."

Hearing this ridiculous voice, the people who originally praised the poem remained silent.

Tang Hao frowned and followed the prestige.

At the entrance of the stairs on the third floor, one person was dressed gorgeously, with a sneer on his face, staring at himself in a daze.

Tang Hao recognized this person.

It is Yin Sa.