After finishing the first half of the poem, the paper was silent but the words echoed by themselves.
A clear, elegant voice that was somewhat similar to Fang Yun's was heard, reciting this poem. The voice was obviously not loud, but it spread throughout the entire Kongcheng, the entire Qufu Prefecture, the entire Luzhou, and finally into the sea in an instant.
All living beings within a radius of ten thousand miles could hear the voice reciting "Song of Water Melody".
"When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the sky. I wonder what year it is in the palace of heaven. I want to ride the wind to go back, but I am afraid that the jade buildings are too cold up there. I stand up to dance with my shadow, but it doesn't seem like I'm in the human world."
Countless people walked out of their homes and alleys and looked in the direction where the sound came from. Hundreds of millions of people were shocked by this beautiful sentence.
Almost everyone wants to fly into the sky with the wind, just like the lyrics say.
There was silence in the Confucius Palace Square, with no one speaking.
"Once this poem is uttered, its fame will spread thousands of miles away. This is the third strange phenomenon." The poet whispered.
Fang Yun wrote the second half of the poem.
Turning the red pavilion, lowering the window, shining on the sleepless. There should be no hatred, why does the moon always appear full when we are apart? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes, this has always been difficult to achieve. I wish you a long life, and we can enjoy the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart.
After Fang Yun wrote the last word, a five-foot-high talent beam rose up. Other talent beams rose steadily, but this one was like a rolling orange cloud, which was very beautiful.
Fang Yun wrote at the end: It is the Mid-Autumn Festival in Kongcheng, and I wrote this article while thinking of Yuhuan.
Then, a shocking scene appeared. All the words actually left the paper and flew into the air. These black words with gold edges kept dancing in the sky like naughty birds, and then formed a line and circled around the square. It took a long time before they returned to the paper.
Fang Yun saw that the words were crooked after falling on the paper, and then they twisted mischievously, and it took a long time before they returned to their original position.
"The words dance! The fourth vision!"
This time it was not just Ci Jun who spoke, but hundreds of people spoke together.
Except for the evil king, everyone stood up.
The scene fell silent again. The richness of the emotions in this article was evident on the paper, especially the open-mindedness and the final words of blessing in the article, which immediately made the artistic conception of the entire poem soar into the night sky.
Many great scholars opened their mouths, wanting to make a comment, but then closed their mouths in frustration. It was okay to comment on a poem that would protect the country, but this poem that was to be passed down throughout the world needed comments from at least a semi-saint.
The MC was about to praise Fang Yun, but suddenly shut up. He stepped back in doubt, and the people behind Fang Yun also stepped back. Almost everyone looked in front of Fang Yun in surprise.
Because a disk-shaped bright moon, more than one meter tall, suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yun, bright and clear.
In the distant Fang family in Yuhai City, Yang Yuhuan was holding a little fox, sitting on a chair in the yard, looking at the sky and admiring the moon.
Yuhai City is less than ten thousand miles away from Kongcheng, and the sound of "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" also came over. Yang Yuhuan was a little confused at first, but after hearing the end, she felt a little sad.
The little fox, however, seemed to be having a blast, and jumped out of Yang Yuhuan's arms, standing upright and dancing on the ground, exchanging glances with Yang Yuhuan from time to time. It seemed to be saying: Look at me, look at me, is it just like what is said in the lyrics, dancing with the shadow
Yang Yuhuan was amused by the cute little fox and laughed happily. Just as she was about to speak, she was surprised to see a disc-shaped bright moon appearing in front of her, standing upright in front of her. In the bright moon, Fang Yun was standing behind a table, holding a brush and looking here.
"Oh!" The little fox was so excited that he almost went crazy and jumped directly into the bright moon.
Nunu blinked and found that his body seemed different. It had turned into a light made up of moonlight, but its appearance was exactly the same.
It looked around and found itself in an unfamiliar place. It seemed to be a high platform with countless people below the platform, all looking at it curiously.
"Nu Nu?" Fang Yun walked around the table and looked at the little fox puzzledly.
Nunu looked up and immediately grinned, then suddenly jumped into Fang Yun's arms. Fang Yun hurriedly reached out to hug her, but found that he didn't feel anything in his hands, as if he had touched nothing.
Nunu stood firmly on his hand. She seemed to feel something strange. She looked down, then shook her head to avoid thinking about why. She looked up at Fang Yun and cried. Her voice was very clear, as if she was asking: Did you miss me? Did you miss me? Did you miss me? Say it!
Fang Yun laughed happily and said, "I miss you so much!"
Nunu immediately narrowed her eyes and snuggled into Fang Yun's arms with a happy face.
Fang Yun held the little fox in his arms, looked at the bright moon, waved to Yang Yuhuan, and said, "Yuhuan, come here too."
Yang Yuhuan was still confused, but she knew Fang Yun would not lie to her, so she lifted her skirt with both hands and walked carefully under the moonlight.
As she passed through the bright moon, Yang Yuhuan's body also changed, from a solid body to an opaque light body composed of moonlight, like a fairy walking out of the moon, even more bright and beautiful.
At the same time Yang Yuhuan appeared on the platform, the disc-shaped moon disappeared.
Fang Yun was used to seeing Yang Yuhuan, but at this moment in the moonlight, Yang Yuhuan had an extra kind of fairy-like elegance, mystery, coolness and beauty. With a long dress, she was simply a living fairy in the moon, making Fang Yun feel as if he were in a dream.
"Turn around and let me see." Fang Yun gestured with his hand.
Yang Yuhuan was still confused. She always listened to Fang Yun. She turned around gently on the spot, her long hair fluttering, her skirt flying, and the moonlight dotted around.
Looking at Yang Yuhuan, everyone felt that she illuminated the world.
When Yang Yuhuan finished her turn, the whole place seemed to explode.
"Chang'e!"
"Fang Yun, you are so amazing. You even summoned Chang'e!"
"And there's the Jade Rabbit! So cute!" a girl exclaimed.
"Scholars like me can only drink with the courtesans at best, but Fang Yun is so good that he invited Chang'e to come out with a poem. He is truly a dragon among men! This is the highest realm of romanticism!"
"Fang Yun must be the God of Literature who has descended to earth. Apart from him, who else can invite the fairies from Guanghan Palace?"
"Look, the Meng family is all like they've seen a ghost. Fang Yun's confidante is Chang'e, so what does his Meng family mean to him? Hahaha! So satisfying!"
"It must be Chang'e, there's even a Jade Rabbit!"
"Fang Yun will be my lifelong role model from now on!"
Ci Jun asked doubtfully, "Beauty under the Moon, is this the fifth phenomenon?"
Yang Yuhuan twisted her hands together and lowered her head shyly. As she was spinning around, she realized that there were hundreds of thousands of people around her, and it seemed that they could all see her.
Fang Yun looked at the shy Yang Yuhuan, somewhat incredulous, and thought: This poem has become a synchronized holographic real-scene projector from another world? And it even has a built-in photo beautification function
"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan with a smile.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh!" the little fox also called out in a rhythmic manner.
Yang Yuhuan then raised her head and asked softly, "Well, but what's going on?"
Fang Yun said: "I'm not sure either, but it seems that this song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" has a special effect. In the line 'Thousands of miles apart, we share the beauty of the moon', the moon is the moon that sent you here. The light on you is getting fainter and fainter, and I'm afraid it will disappear soon."
"Ah?" Yang Yuhuan exclaimed softly, and then a hint of shame flashed across her face. She took a step forward and stretched out her hand, saying softly, "I miss you."
Fang Yun was overjoyed and also extended his hand. The two held hands. Although they couldn't feel each other, they were full of affection.
Zong Wude asked from the side: "Fang Zhenguo, Chang'e's nickname is Yuhuan?"
Yang Yuhuan chuckled and quickly covered her mouth with one hand.
Fang Yun smiled and introduced the people on the stage: "This is my wife-to-be, Yang Yuhuan."
The MC handed the loudspeaker conch to Fang Yun and said, "You should explain it to the people in the audience."
Fang Yun then looked down at the stage. There was great jubilation from below, with shouts of "Chang'e", "Jade Rabbit", "Wenquxing" etc. coming from time to time.
Fang Yun smiled slightly, put his arm around Yang Yuhuan's waist, and said, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone. This is my wife-to-be, Yang Yuhuan."
One person exclaimed: "It turns out that Fang Yun's wife is Chang'e incarnated from the earth! No wonder the two of them attracted the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl on the Chinese Valentine's Day!"
"I see! No wonder Fang Yun said that the Mengsheng family is not as good as a bowl of Yang Yuhuan's medicine soup. Her wife is Chang'e in the human world. How can the Mengsheng family compare?"
"Sister Chang'e!"
Fang Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He said it was Yang Yuhuan, but she was still mistaken for Chang'e.
There was an argument in the audience about whether Yang Yuhuan was Chang'e, and someone used Nunu as evidence to say that it must be Chang'e.
The big rabbit beside Li Fanming heard it and was very unconvinced. Then he jumped onto the platform from a distance of more than ten feet. He was more agile than ordinary monster soldiers. He stood upright and shook his paws at everyone at the edge of the platform, as if to say: I am the Jade Rabbit! I am the Jade Rabbit! That is a fox! It is a fox!
Li Fanming looked at its huge body, put his hand on his forehead and whispered: "You are a jade rabbit that has eaten too much."
Suddenly, everyone felt the air shake slightly, and then a majestic breath came from the sky.
Everyone looked up and saw a beam of light that was much thicker than any previous moonlight shining straight down. The previous beams of light were too thin and too far away, so no one could see clearly that they came from the moon, but this time everyone clearly saw a thick beam of moonlight emanating from the moon, passing through countless miles and landing in Kongcheng.
The entire Kongcheng was shrouded in silvery moonlight.
The moonlight quickly shrank, finally converging on the high platform, and then split into five.
The moonlight on Yan Yukong and the other four was thicker than that on anyone before. Even though the poetic talent of Mo Shan and the others was not as great as that of the previous scholar, the moonlight that descended now was more and thicker than before. It could be said that it was far superior to that of ordinary Mingzhou and infinitely close to that of Zhenguo.
No matter how bright the moonlight was on these four people, it was only translucent. The four of them should have been happy, but they all stared blankly at the moonlight falling on Fang Yun.
The whole place fell silent again.
There was too much moonlight and it was too thick to cover Fang Yun. It was actually an opaque silver-white color. From the outside, Fang Yun, Yang Yuhuan and the little fox inside could not be seen at all.
“This… With so much moonlight, even if twice as much is passed on to the world, it can’t be obtained, right? You need to be at least a half-saint to have a chance to obtain it. How can the Wenwang family be willing to spend so much?” Ci Jun said.
"No! The five people did not ask the moon to descend from the sky. The moon came down on its own. I'm afraid it was not bestowed by the Wenwang family."
The poet said helplessly: "Self-introduction of the moonlight, the sixth vision? I must be drunk!" (To be continued...)