Bai Liangyu is still very satisfied with this "Water Tune Song Head", although it was not made on the spot, but it was written with a feeling during a visit to the Ink Garden, and it complements each other here at this time.

Those present here are all the leaders of the younger generation in the imperial literary circle, or poets like Wen Zhong, so there is no need to say much about their ability to appreciate poetry.

Although Bai Liangyu's poem does not describe any scenery of the Ink Garden from beginning to end, everyone is not a superficial person, on the contrary, everyone appreciates Bai Liangyu's entry point very much.

If you write purely about the scene, it may be in line with the topic, but in the eyes of these heavenly pride, it is inevitable to fall into clichés, writing poetry is not doing math problems, and literature is not a simple diary, otherwise there will be no various rhetorical devices to embellish the text.

The poem Bai Liangyu is different, although it is titled in the ink garden, but Bai Liangyu is the founder of the ink garden, Mr. Liu Feng.

Aijun's pen is strong and strong, and his name is already in the Toad Palace. This sentence is about Mr. Liu Feng's calligraphy and his fame.

The long and short are new words, and the ink and paper are thick.

Mr. Liu Feng stepped down as the president of Yenching University and practiced calligraphy in the ink garden every day, and finally the calligraphy Dacheng created his own willow style, which is famous all over the world!

Wen Zhong pondered slightly, glanced at Bai Liangyu, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, nodded, and asked, "Yes, I don't know what the name of this poem is?"

"The clumsy work "Water Tune Song Head" was ugly in front of the prime minister. ”

Bai Liangyu bowed his head slightly, his face was full of modesty, and he was polite.

The surrounding talents are also talking.

"It's worthy of Bai Liangyu, I'm ashamed of this poem!"

"Even the Prime Minister is impressed by Bai Liangyu, alas, this is the real pride of the sky, compared to it, we are slightly inferior!"

Even Yang Ningzhi, who had always been indifferent, couldn't help but nodded, for Master Liu Feng, Yang Ningzhi had always admired him, and couldn't help but glance at Bai Liangyu.

Yang Ningzhi suddenly remembered the person who climbed the courtyard wall and was frightened by his best friend.

is also a word, but compared with the unknown word, Bai Liangyu's "Water Tune Song Head" is a little worse.

The swing in the wall, the road outside the wall, the pedestrians outside the wall, and the beautiful woman in the wall laughs.

"Phew! what a disciple!" Yang Ningzhi thought to himself, and really felt a pity, but it was a pity that he didn't hear the last two sentences, otherwise, with this person's talent in poetry, he might be able to fight with Ye Chen.

However, Ye Chen is more good at modern poetry, although Ye Chen has also written one ancient poem, which is also very classic, but Yang Ningzhi is more inclined to be a flash of inspiration.

Otherwise, a person who is very good at both modern and ancient poems and is the first classic, this is too demonic!

Despite this, Yang Ningren was still looking forward to the poems that Ye Chen was about to write next.

Only Xie Quan and Anna on the side were not worried at all, Xie Quan and Anna had already understood Ye Chen's poetry, in fact, as early as that day, when Ye Chen and Prince Teutonic were fighting poems on the Internet, Xie Quan and Anna had already used up all their surprise, looking at Bai Liangyu in the field, Anna even had some sympathy.

But some people don't think so, Bai Chi is one of them!

Seeing that his cousin made a poem in the blink of an eye, and was praised by the Prime Minister, Bai Chi's face flushed with excitement.

"Good words, good words! I have admired Mr. Liu Feng's deeds for a long time, calligraphy everyone, the creation of Liu Ti is its own school, and the ink garden is also famous for Mr. Liu Feng! Next, let us listen to the masterpieces of Ye Chen's little brother. ”

As soon as Bai Chi's voice fell, everyone in the audience nodded in agreement.

Indeed, with Liu Feng's status in the literary world, not to mention anything else, just creating Liuti is enough to be famous through the ages, and everyone respects such a calligraphy master.

Bai Liangyu glanced at Bai Chi with some surprise, and was very surprised in his heart, with Bai Liangyu's understanding of Bai Chi, Bai Chi knew six of the seven tricks of poetry appreciation, and he didn't know anything about it!

Bai Chi also knows his level, but Bai Chi hates Ye Chen very much now, and just wants to see Ye Chen make a fool of himself as soon as possible, and even Bai Chi is very sinister that Ye Chen is lying when he said that he already has a manuscript, and now he is just deliberately delaying time so that he can compose poems!

"Hmph! Good intentions, but with me in vain, I won't let you succeed!"

Bai Chi thought a little proudly, and his eyes stared at Ye Chen without blinking.

When everyone heard Bai Chi say this, they remembered that there was another person who asked for the question, looking at the young and excessive Ye Chen in the field, everyone was also a little curious about what kind of poems Ye Chen could write.

Ye Chen saw that everyone was looking at him, and Bai Chi looked even more impatient to see himself make a fool of himself, Ye Chen smiled and deliberately winked at Bai Chi.

Seeing this, Bai Chi snorted coldly and said: "Little brother, if you can't write it, forget it, you are still young, everyone ......"

Bai Chi was only halfway through his words, and before he finished speaking, Ye Chen, who had expected it, said loudly: "My family washes the trees by the inkstone pond, and the flowers bloom with light ink marks. ”

Bai Chi's face, which was originally handsome, turned red at the moment.

"Deliberately, definitely on purpose!This bastard obviously has a poem and deliberately waits for himself to open his mouth before reading it!" Bai Chi looked at Ye Chen and gritted his teeth.

Especially when I heard the first sentence of Ye Chen's poem!

"My family washes the tree by the inkstone pond, washes the inkstone pond, Nima, is it really me who inspired him?"

Thinking of this, Bai Chi vomited blood angrily!

Ye Chen didn't care what Bai Chi thought, in fact, this time it was really Ye Chen who was inspired by Bai Chi, seeing Bai Chi's angry look at this moment, Ye Chen only felt funny, and then an idea popped up in his heart, and he winked at Bai Chi every time he read a sentence.

Bai Chi saw that Ye Chen winked at himself and deliberately sarcastically mocked himself every time he read a sentence, and remembered that he had died in front of Ye Chen before, but he lifted a stone and hit himself in the foot, but he really made Ye Chen write a poem.

Bai Chi didn't understand this, and he didn't know the quality of Ye Chen's poem, during Ye Chen's poem, Bai Chi also deliberately looked at the faces of the people around him, and when he saw the pensive looks of everyone in the audience, Bai Chi only felt bad in his heart.

Soon, Ye Chen read the last two sentences.

"Don't let people praise the color, just leave the air full of goodness. ”

After finishing speaking, Ye Chen walked towards Bai Liangyu, and at a distance of less than two steps from Bai Liangyu, Ye Chen stopped, arched his hand towards Bai Liangyu, and said with a smile:

"A song "Momei" is presented, not much, only twenty-eight words, please advise!"

Bai Liangyu looked at Ye Chen in front of him, his face was a little ugly. (To be continued.) )