Chapter 241

This kind of crisp and neat, even impatient, directly made the audience's eyes widen.

Hu Mengying lowered her head, she was very confident in the rest of her son!

But I really don't have confidence in composing poetry!

Poetry belongs to literary talents, and if you have this talent, you will emerge very early!

And Childe is in Fu County, and he is not famous at all!

Everything went according to plan, and Yang Wanli looked fair and just: "For the sake of a fair period, let's ask the prefect to come up with a question, and everyone will work together!"

Wang Yuan waved his hand: "Yes!"

The crowd frowned!

is worthy of being the prefect, and he doesn't forget to pat the court at the poetry meeting.

This kind of poem is the hardest to do!

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If the writing is too explicit, it is easy to be scolded and slapped, and it loses the character of a literati! If the writing is high, the court will give it a cold bench; anyway, it is not easy to write!

Yang Wanli looked pensive, but he was sneering in his heart, he had already made this poem.

Planning ahead, he questioned Wang Haitian, and the prefect must have made the question!

As long as he buys this question from the government, he will be able to take the lead in this poetry meeting!

But the poem can't be taken out immediately, otherwise it will look too fake!

"Share the worries of the court?"

Wang Yuan muttered, got up with a sad face, and walked to the railing.

Outside the octagonal building, I don't know when it was drizzling, and the ground was wet!

It's gray and a little depressing!

On the judging and jinshi seats, some people looked at Wang Yuan, and some looked at the lifters.

Ten breaths have passed, Yang Wanli glanced at Wang Yuan, and was about to take out the verses!

Immediately, Wen pressed this mud leg and lost Wang Haitian's face, to see who dared to touch the Yang family's foundation.

Yang Wanli clenched his fists and said: "Lord Prefect, you judge, students ......"

Syllable!

Wang Yuan slapped on the railing, and the crisp explosion spread throughout the octagonal building!

Pondering Juzi was taken aback!

Yang Wanli, who offered a poem, was angry: "What are you doing!"

Wang Yuan raised his head and raised his arms, his eyes full of sadness and anger: "Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rests! ”

Swish!

The audience was silent, and the beginning of this poem was very bold and the pattern was good!

Although it is not yet to the point, it makes many people look forward to it!

Yang Wanli disdainfully: "What if you are a little bold, it's not that you don't have a deduction! Look at my ...... Ahh

Wang Yuan's voice suddenly saddened: "Thirty merits, fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons!

Rumble!

A muffled thunder rolled through the sky, and after the whole audience was quiet, it exploded in an instant.

Wang Haitian, Jiubian, Luan Qing, and Tong Gu are three gentlemen, and they have written dragons and snakes on the case!

As he wrote, tears welled up in the eyes of the four of them, and their voices were a little whimpering!

For scholars, poetry is just a small way, not much on the stage!

But the word speaks to their hearts!

Yan Retro and Zhang Han also grabbed the paper and pen prepared on the case and worked hard to write!

"It's kind of interesting!"

Even the martial commander Xue Pan's eyes lit up, but he still glanced at Hu Mengying, and he didn't pay too much attention to it!

Bai Feifei and the woman in purple both looked at Wang Yuan, and their eyes suddenly lit up: Thirty merits, fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of road clouds and moon, these two sentences are too heroic and free, not to mention the follow-up poems, these two sentences alone can be famous through the ages!

Many lifters were served, and even more were stunned!

Among them, there has been a second uncle Li Sansi who has been keeping his head down for fear that Wang Yuan will find out.