Wei Yuan's words made everyone's eyes focus on Xu Qi 'an.
The civil and military officials of Lin 'an, huaiqing, and the city wall. The troops under the city and the people on the streets.
Xu Qi 'an stopped beating the drum. After a moment of silence, he laughed without turning his head."Duke of Wei, after" who in the world doesn't know you,"there is no better farewell poem."
"Why don't I compose a poem?" he said after a pause.
The two of them conversed loudly in front of thousands of people.
Wei Yuan muttered to himself, but his smile did not falter, ""Yes!"
Everyone's eyes fell on Xu Qi 'an, and the students below and the officials on the city wall were suddenly invigorated.
At this moment, how could there be no poetry to liven up the atmosphere? with the great chief poet present, the scholars would have another famous piece of work.
At the thought of this, the scholars were a little intoxicated and looked forward to Xu Qi 'an's words.
