This method is to force Wednesday to admit defeat and apprentice, even if he turns back in the last moment, but this honor of the master has been done, and winning is equivalent to not winning. The reader is extremely high, and now it is two people fighting poetry, and in front of everyone's eyes, Wednesday used how to be inferior, snorted but did not speak.

At this critical moment, the audience below was not happy, the sick Wang Aiqing came out of the crowd and took the lead in shouting: "Pour tea, pour tea......" The atmosphere in the audience was warm, Cheng Zhiyuan stroked his beard and smiled, Luo Hou still had a black face and did not speak.

Duan Mingyu slapped his eyes at Wednesday, but it was a slight provocation, and Wednesday was helpless, gritted his teeth, got up and poured tea, and sent it to Duan Mingyu's body and said, "Mr. Mingyu, please use tea!" ”

Duan Mingyu laughed, sat on the chair with a big thorn, didn't get up, took the teacup, nodded and smiled like an old pedant: "Three-purpose boy, haha, it's really teachable, and the child can be taught...... Well, the old man was very pleased! ”

Cheng Zhiyuan stood up and said, "Since that's the case, let's play another round!" ”

The master said loudly: "Then listen to Master Cheng, you will compete in another round, it is still the top five to the top three, and the five talents are competing, this topic is naturally a palindrome poem, and it is still limited to a stick of incense, and now the timing starts." ”

Wednesday smiled sinisterly, "Let's see how you make another palindrome poem!" ”

Duan Mingyu smiled lightly, saying that there is no pressure, use it on Wednesday, use it on Wednesday, you must know that you are not competing with me alone, you are comparing with all the great poets after the Tang Dynasty.

A stick of incense is always so fast, and when the last bit of ash burns out, a gong strikes.

Duan Mingyu looked at Wednesday, this guy wiped the sweat on his forehead, and looked like he was in danger.

Cheng Zhiyuan smiled like a chrysanthemum on his face, stood up, and said loudly with full of energy, "It's time, five talents, can you make a poem?" ”

Wednesday strode out and said, "The student has a back of poetry to make!"

Cheng Zhiyuan said with a smile: "This is very good, you little descendant come quickly!"

Wednesday took two steps forward, shook the folding fan gently, and said gracefully: "Near and far, far and near,

Who knows what to say.

Heartbroken drink a glass of wine,

Tears were wet under the dim light. ”

"Although this poem is not a first-class masterpiece, it is feasible to cope with things and pass this hurdle!" Cheng Zhiyuan said quite dissatisfied.

"Student...... Ashamed! Wednesday saluted with a fist.

Wednesday turned to look at the other four, I can only barely get through, and see what you do!

Fang Wenchong and Xie Xiande still looked at each other, obviously, after the two incense sticks, the two of them did not make a single poem, which shows that this palindromic poem is indeed difficult, because the talents of the two are not low.

"Master Cheng, I can't make a palindrome poem in the next!"

"It's down there, too!" Fang Wenchong and Xie Xiande withdrew from the game with regretful faces.

Stopping at the top five, the results are not too bad, and on Wednesday with a smug look, it is obviously very fulfilling

In this way, five people went to three, and on Wednesday they were steadily promoted, and at this time Cao Song stood up and said: "In the next Bucai, there is also a poem made!"

Cheng Zhiyuan said with a smile on his face, "Cao Dacai is really Cao Dacai, the old man believes that you will be able to live up to expectations and chant the Tao!" ”

Cao Song hugged his fists, made a clean and neat movement, and then said not fast or slow, "The bright moon is empty and the window is cold and the trees are in autumn, and the geese are wonderful." When the song is gone, the fallen leaves are shocked back to the dream. The horizontal plug is connected to the sky chūn hazelnut, and the distant mountains are surrounded by the sea. There are many chaotic experiences in life, and travelers are still stranded with the clouds. ”

"Okay, it's really a good poem!" Everyone cheered one after another, and Wednesday's face suddenly turned blue, this poem is more than one grade higher than his, both in terms of artistic conception and confrontation.

Duan Mingyu let out a long sigh, sure enough, the name is well deserved, Cao Song's popularity in the past thousand years is really not in vain, and the potential of people is really unpredictable, I Duan still underestimated the ancients' attainments in poetry and songs.

"But there are still people who make poems, if not, this round will be advanced to the finals on Wednesday with Caizi and Cao Songcai!" The master announced loudly.

Duan Mingyu went up, and he was also dressed in white, and his personable appearance jumped on.

Cheng Junyu patted his chest lightly behind the screen, "It's okay, it's okay, the eldest brother has finally survived this hurdle!" ”

Wan Yanyan said with a smile, "Yes, for the sake of Cheng Da Beauty, the officials have made great efforts, and it is not easy to win!" ”

Duan Mingyu chanted leisurely: "Today, I will fight the poems on this Weijing River, and I will give a palindromic poem to the beautiful scenery in this lake. The lonely moon in the ancient temple of the forest, the cold well and the cold spring are reflected in the platform. The gulls fly all over the fishing boats, and the cranes come with the cyclamen in the leisure pavilion. The trail walks on the fireworks and smoke, and the stream is far away. ”

Cheng Zhiyuan reminisced for a moment, turned the poem upside down and read: "Open the canopy and go to the distant stream, walk on the fireworks walking path to visit the guest fairy pavilion and accompany the cranes, and the boating fishing pool is full of flying gulls." Taiying Biquan cold well cold, Yueming lonely temple ancient forest secluded. Looking back at the four mountains and watching the fall, the forests and rivers are green. ”

"Okay, good......" The applause in the hall was like thunder, spreading throughout the Weijing River. Everyone in the hall was stunned for a moment, and then burst into applause like cháo, which was all heartfelt. Everyone listened to him casually chanting all good sentences, how could they still not accept it. Fang Wenchong, Xie Xiande and others who withdrew from the competition had already slapped the table board loudly, and this section of the festival is simply the first in the Tang Dynasty. In this round of competition, Duan Mingyu deservedly won the first place again.

In this last round of competition, Duan Mingyu was calm and generous, not only was he not afraid of the talents in Beijing on Wednesday, but he also defeated him to a mess, and his self-confidence fell to the bottom as it was, which was extremely beautiful.

On Wednesday, the face turned white, and then the face became iron-blue, and I couldn't make a sound.

Cheng Junyu silently chanted twice, and suddenly shouted: "Brother Duan won, Yanyan, big brother won." ”

"Shhhhh......h She was no longer surprised by her eldest brother's ability, and she didn't ask much when she heard the words, and said with a grin: "Sister Junyu, you can rest assured now, I said a long time ago that officials never disappoint." ”

Cheng Zhiyuan applauded and smiled: "Okay, good, Duan Gongzi is really extraordinary." Duan Gongzi also passed this level. ”

Duan Mingyu stood up, shook his back, and said with a smile: "By mistake, I will give and take." ”

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