Last time, I said that the legendary Yuanchun poetry meeting was finally held as scheduled.

Because of the size of the garden and the large number of staff members in the Imperial Palace, the whole poetry meeting was well organized, and almost everyone was extremely satisfied with the reception they received.

Although the cold wind of early spring is steep, and the trees in the Imperial Garden still hang with the remnants of winter snow, it still can't stop the enthusiasm of people to celebrate the new year, and you are as for everyone to talk with their companions with their eyebrows, completely ignoring the cold weather.

Wearing a good fur, holding a stove in his arms, holding a cup of tea made with the latest method in his hand, and the raging flame in the brazier around him, everyone present could feel the incomparable fire in their hearts.

The site of the poetry meeting is centered on a splendid attic located on a small plateau, and is divided into three areas. In the attic sat the emperor and his wife and their adult children in the capital. Of course, the predecessors of the literary world and important ministers also have a place in the attic, after all, the royal family must also show its pro-people side, otherwise it will really become a loner.

The second area is the young handsome people who are scattered under the attic with fan-shaped seats. In terms of numbers, this area is the most overwhelming.

But the first two are dwarfed by the attraction of the third zone, even though the third zone is the smallest.

With several elaborate huge screens separated into several small independent spaces connected by winding corridors, the famous ladies and ladies of the entire Chang'an City are almost all gathered together. From time to time, bursts of laughter from warblers and swallows aroused the sideways glances of the young handsome people.

According to the rules of the poetry club, all the young people under the pavilion, including the eldest lady and the ladies, can write a poem on the spot to participate in the competition. The theme is not limited, the format is not limited, as long as it is positive, don't take out the work of sad spring and autumn scenery.

Although the rules of this poetry meeting are to improvise on the spot, the organizers of the poetry meeting do not have the skill of mind reading, so even though many people's works look carefully crafted and obviously do not look like improvisation, the organizers of the poetry club still turn a blind eye. so as not to spoil the warm atmosphere of the poetry meeting.

As the poems were read aloud by the organizers of the poetry club standing above the attic. The Yuanchun Poetry Meeting, which everyone had been looking forward to for more than a month, finally entered the main topic. If one of the poems is applauded by everyone in the attic, there will inevitably be a literary senior, or an education official, who will stand up and comment on it, and then ask a singer with good colors and arts to perform it again with a sweet and loud singing voice in the sound of silk and bamboo.

As the poems were read aloud by the staff. Only a handful of songs have been honored as accompaniment to the band. People's expectations and enthusiasm for those famous talents and talented women have gradually risen to the peak.

Both in modern times and in ancient times. Whether in China or abroad, the organizers of all events cannot be absolutely fair. In order to reflect the excitement and intensity of the event, many event organizers have divided the participants into two categories: seeded and unseeded. Of course, this Yuanchun poetry meeting is no exception. For example, willow. Long Yu, Li Yunqi and several other well-known talented women have all been put to the end intentionally or unintentionally.

Sure enough, after two hours of bombardment of all kinds of good and bad verses, all kinds of masterpieces finally came belatedly, and for a while, the sound of silk and bamboo above the attic and the beautiful voice of the singer sounded frequently, and the love of everyone downstairs also reached a high tide.

"Brother Taizhen, if your work can't come out on top today, I'm afraid that your reputation will be ruined tonight. I don't know if Brother Taizhen is still satisfied with his work? Is it possible to give the little brother a sneak peek? Li Chenggong didn't hear Yang Liu's works for a long time, and now the singing voice above the attic has been sung more than ten times, and he feels that Yang Liu may have to fall big this time, so he can't help but say something.

In Li Chenggong's view, even if Yang Liu's works have achieved a mid-to-high evaluation this time, they are still famous. Just like a top student who always scores perfect in exams only got an ordinary one in the college entrance examination, this is simply a complete failure. In order to make his infatuated sister completely die to this flowery lady, Li Chenggong almost used the method of stabbing the villain to curse Yang Liu and failed.

As the music gradually came to an end, the people downstairs, who were already aesthetically fatigued, began to look forward to the few remaining poems. Just now, Li Yunqi's five-character quatrain was evaluated by Shangping, which has already made the highest score among the works of this poetry meeting.

"Persuade the gentleman to cherish the golden clothes, persuade the monarch to cherish the youth, there are flowers that can be broken straight and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers to break the branches..." Just now, the staff member who has been the host finally couldn't support it anymore due to excessive use of his voice, and replaced him with this newcomer.

Due to his nervousness, the new host forgot for a moment to announce the author of the poem. Judging from the style of this poem, it is very consistent with Yang Liugongzi, who has always been known for his gentleness, so that everyone regarded this poem as Yang Liu's work, and it received rave reviews for a while.

The seniors in the literary world in the attic, after some intense consultations, the education officials finally gave this golden silk dress a score of Shangping, which is the same as Li Yunqi's score.

Although this score is already very high, after the last few rounds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, everyone's appetite has been nourished. In addition, Yang Liugongzi's reputation is outside, and there have been excellent works recently, if he can't come out on top this time, he will be considered a failure in people's minds.

It wasn't until the moderator stood on the edge of the enclosure in the attic again that the buzz gradually calmed down.

"There seems to be a poem, I don't know whose masterpiece it will be. If this poem surpasses Yang Liugongzi's "Golden Silk Clothes", it will definitely be a big news sensation in Chang'an. You know, there are still a lot of people waiting outside! They waited in the bitter cold wind, not just to be able to read the masterpieces of this poetry meeting earlier. An eldest lady commented.

"I didn't expect Yunqi, your poems to be able to keep pace with Yang Liu Gongzi. Sure enough, they were a natural pair. One of Li Yunqi's friends laughed in a low voice.

"Let's listen to the last poem! The dawn of tonight's poetry meeting is now. Li Yunqi replied calmly. In fact, her heart has been beating suddenly now.

"How about Dai Zongfu, Qilu Qingwei is not over, the creation of Zhong Shenxiu, Yin and Yang cut the dawn, swing the chest and give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to enter the bird, will be at the top of the mountain, and see the mountains at a glance..." )