The talents in front of them finished reading the poems like flowers, and Wang Yingqiu only smiled politely at this - to be honest, she didn't run away violently, which was already very face-saving.

Everyone didn't care about their performance, they all retreated to the back at this time, leaving the stage to Chen Jiannan and Song Jimao, just now these two people scolded each other, and when it came time to see the real chapter, this collision must be very exciting, right?

They all can't wait!

The more powerful people are, they have to take Fan in the end, Chen Jiannan naturally wants to be the last to play, but this is not his home field after all, so he stood up in advance.

"It's really a blessing to see Lord Wang Yuan and Qingqiu Heroine today! Fu a poem, I hope the Qingqiu woman likes it! ”

Chen Jiannan bowed to the second daughter, and then spoke eloquently.

"In the remnants of the sword pavilion, the beautiful woman used to live here.

The flowers are still caged, and the moss is embroidered with the drapery.

The heroine is in the poetry garden, like a fairy going with the wind.

Worry is not wine, and the mundane loses its blue. ”

"Good poetry!"

The quality of this poem alone may be considered medium because of the short time and the fact that it is a specified proposition.

But compared with the previous limerick poems, the goodness of this poem is highlighted.

In response to that sentence:

It's not how good I am, it's all up to my peers!

So Wang Yingqiu was the first to shout, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, she finally heard a normal poem.

With her taking the lead, the other scholars in the hall also took turns applauding, and Jing Zhe, who was standing on the periphery and no one cared about, pouted, very unconvinced.

But he also had to admit that Chen Jiannan was already very powerful at writing such a poem in such a short time, but compared to him, it was too far behind.

With Wang Yingqiu's approval, Chen Jiannan was full of spirits and smiled at everyone: "You have praised it, the Qingqiu Heroine is amazing, but she is not strong enough to write, and she can only do her best!" ”

"Chen Gongzi is too humble!"

Wang Yingqiu smiled: "It is very rare for Chen Gongzi to write this poem in such a short time, and he deserves to be the first talent in Yongzhou!" ”

"The second talent, the second talent!"

Everyone turned around, looked at Jing Zhehan as stupid as a clown jumping off the beam, laughed, and turned back to stop caring about him.

“……”

Damn, a bunch of fools!

"Now that Chen Gongzi has finished writing, he will also be ugly!"

At this time, Song Jimao slowly came to the middle of the crowd, and the eyes of the audience were focused on him, he closed his eyes and raised his head, and the corners of his mouth rose, enjoying the feeling of the stars holding the moon very much.

", force the king!"

Chen Jiannan took a sip and scolded secretly.

"There is no immortal garden, and the path is long. Plain hands are like jade, and the net qin is Jun Zhang. Falling flowers and flowing water love fragrant, between the eyebrows, a little osmanthus fragrance.

Tie the green clothes, the late autumn is cool. The lonely shadow follows the sword, and this scene is the most heartbreaking. Who fights for the king in Qingyunmen? With Hongchen as his companion, Mo Xiaoyi is frivolous. ”

After he finished reading, Wang Yingqiu did not rush to comment, but chewed carefully.

"Green (clear) clothes, cool in late autumn, clear autumn... It turned out that he had just heard of Song Gongzi's name as the first genius in Jingzhou, but in the past few years, Song Gongzi has often lived in the house and has no chance to see him. Today, I am fortunate to witness Song Gongzi composing lyrics on the spot, and every sentence can be deducted, which is really impressive! ”

Wang Yingqiu is obsessed with poetry, and when she sees good words, she can't help but talk a lot.

This song can be said to be one of the two best lyrics I have seen in the past six months, and the other one is a spring water song.

looked at Qingqiu with a smile again, "Sister Qingqiu, what do you think of this song?" ”

Qingqiu said lightly: "Actually, I don't understand poetry, but there is something in this word that can move me, thank you Song Gongzi!" ”

She is telling the truth, she rarely has the opportunity to contact poetry on weekdays, and naturally there will be no resonance, and the comments are extremely simple.

After finishing speaking, she stood up again and gave a fist salute to Song Jimao, which seemed nondescript to a group of scholars, but Song Jimao was flattered and hurriedly responded.

Qingyunmen's first Qingqiu is notoriously cold, and today he not only said so many words to himself, but also saluted himself - she won't take a fancy to me, right?

Song Ki-mao secretly glanced at Qingqiu and thought narcissistically.

Chen Jiannan, who had just been in the limelight, looked a little lonely, he thought that he was almost the same as Song Ki-mao - but that was just compared to him in previous years, it was obvious that in recent years, he has improved a lot, and now he is far from Song Ki-mao's opponent.

The two people put together, made a judgment, and the winner has been divided.

Everyone has already begun to congratulate Song Ki-mao.

Song Jimao proudly gave his hand, "Sacrifice ugliness, sacrifice ugliness!" ”

At this time, Han Han ran in from outside with a small wine jar, and everyone in the hall was congratulating Song Jimao, but no one paid attention.

But Jing Zhe saw it, the corners of his mouth raised, and he stood up.

"Well, you're really ugly!"

“……”

……

As the capital of Anguo, Jingzhou City can indeed produce many people.

Song Jimao's level far exceeded Jing Zhe's expectations.

As Wang Yingqiu said, the words he just wrote are not only on topic, but also delicate and beautifully worded, and the artistic conception is far from being comparable to Chen Jiannan's poem.

The most important thing is that this is not a word prepared in advance, but a convincing performance on the spot in such a short period of time.

It's a pity that he met the plagiarism king Jing Zhe.

Hearing his words, the crowd turned back again.

They really can't figure it out, Zhuyu is in front, where did he have the courage to say that others "sacrifice ugliness"? Isn't this putting your face on someone else's slap and begging for a beating?

Song Jimao squinted at him and sneered: "What, do you want to say that if you can drink spirits, you can compose a poem that is better than mine?" ”

"Of course."

"Hehe, then you can only go to dreams, because only in dreams can you drink spirits!"

"Hahaha~"

As soon as the words ended, everyone laughed very cooperatively.

Even Wang Yingqiu pursed her lips: Is this person really stupid or fake stupid?

"You don't have to wait until you dream it, you can do it now!"

As he spoke, Jing Zhe took the wine jar from Han Han's hand, "I came to Jingzhou this time, I heard that someone in Jingzhou can make spirits, hehe, I happened to find it!" ”

"Spirits?"

And all the people were astonished, and they all looked at the jar of wine in his hand.

So, under everyone's gaze, Jing Zhe opened the lid of the wine jar, and in an instant, the aroma of the wine overflowed, and the house was full of fragrance, which was several times more fragrant and fragrant than the pot of wine that Wang Yingqiu had just brought!

"It's... Sure enough, it's a spirit! ”

Someone approached the wine jar, sniffed vigorously, and reveled.

People in this era usually drink low-alcohol alcohol, so they are particularly sensitive to the smell of spirits, and they can smell it when they smell it closely.

"Let's go!"

"I sniff!"

"Really!"

"It's so strong!"

Watching everyone scramble forward, Wang Yingqiu looked down at the wine jug in his hand, and instantly felt that it was not fragrant.

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