At this time, the woman in white walked to a seat, where there were people who could sit and do not wait for idle. There are a total of four people on the seat, a white-bearded old man who is a little old, this person is a court musician, and there is a black and vertical hair, a slanted sword eyebrow, slender and sharp black eyes, thin and lightly pursed lips, angular outlines, slender and tall but not rough figure, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but domineering, and a strong middle-aged man who is proud of the world and independent, this person is Wei Zheng, the current prince washes horses. Ice blue eyes are amorous and indifferent, a tall nose bridge, a blue brocade robe, a white folding fan in his hand, a golden belt around his waist, a pair of black boots on his legs, and an egg-sized piece of peiyu behind the boots exudes the aura of princes and nobles, this person is the crown prince Li Jiancheng. And this Li Wanqian is today's Danyang princess, who has loved music and rhythm since she was a child and loves to talk about love. Knowing that there was a piqin in the Yongzhou competition, he begged to come, and Li Jiancheng doted on this sister and came over, and he also wanted to recruit talents by the way, after all, now the East Palace and King Qin are suppressing each other.

At this time, a middle-aged man stood on the stage and said: Everyone, I am the master of Qingfeng Pavilion, I am fortunate to have a poetry competition here today, the two people who competed were Wang Haotian of the Taiyuan royal family, with the name of the first talent, after speaking, everyone cheered, there were men and women, and then the pavilion master said that the other was Lin Yifeng Lin Gongzi. After speaking, there was a boo.

Today we invited Yu Shinan, a university scholar, and Cui Jiu, a court musician, to judge, both of whom are very prestigious people, absolutely fair and impartial, without any favoritism.

Let me first talk about the rules of the competition, in the first game, we compared poems, and made three poems respectively, and the topics were given by Yu University. In the second scene, there is no title, and each plays the best tune, which is judged by Cui Musician.

In the third competition, the competition needs to go to the back garden venue, and everyone in the competition will not die until they are pointed.

I don't know if you have any opinions.

No!

Let's go!

Can't wait!

The crowd shouted on the side.

Everyone is quiet, and now we have invited Scholar Yu Shinan to come up with the question.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe with a square face stood up, stroked the long beard under his lips with one hand, and thought for a while: The reason for the two competitions is for the girls of the Li family, so please ask the two to make a poem praising women.

Two of you, please start, a stick of incense time. After the pavilion master finished speaking, he lit incense.

After a while, Wang Haotian said: Yes, and then read it

The willow waist spring breeze passes, and the birds go with the incense.

The head is golden, and the waist is cuilang.

Clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving!

The idle flowers are faintly fragrant, and the fairy dances fluttering!

A five-character poem, a simple four-game poem, depicts the woman's beautiful posture and appearance, which is a first-class sentence.

Everyone applauded, and many girls looked at Wang Haotian with admiration, as if they felt that this poem was praising them again.

Yes, good poetry, the first talent is worthy of his name. At this time, Yu Shinan spoke.

Li Jiancheng also nodded with satisfaction, and Li Wanqian's expression seemed to be a little worried, I don't know if she was worried about losing two thousand taels or worried about Lin Yifeng.

Hey, you can't make it better, don't pretend, pretend to be so similar, as if it's rhyme. At this time, Zhang Yan shouted coaxingly on the side.

Lin Yifeng glared at him, and looked back at Li Zhenying, the little girl looked at him with a worried look. So he looked at her like this, and said:

There are beautiful women in Yongzhou, peerless and independent.

One look at the city, and then look at the country.

Rather than know the city and the country, the beauty is rare.

This is a song by Li Yannian's "Li Yannian Song", which originally began with a beautiful woman in the north, Lin Yifeng changed it to a beautiful woman in Yongzhou, and then looked at Li Zhenyingnian, everyone will understand what he meant.

The original poetic meaning of this poem was to write about a beautiful woman from the north, which is unique in the world. As soon as he turned around, the whole city was amazed by his beauty, and then the whole country was captivated by her beauty. Although many such beautiful beauties will bring disaster to the people of the country, don't lose the opportunity to get a beautiful woman - a beautiful beauty, after all, is rare in the world and can not be obtained again.

There was silence.

Li Zhenying's pretty face suddenly turned red, she lowered her head, and kept clutching the corners of her clothes with her two hands.

Suddenly, all the girls cast jealous or envious glances.

Wang Haotian was also stunned, his poems were well written, all of them praised women's appearance and good figure. And Lin Yifeng directly praised the country and the city. Much better than his. His face was black!

And Li Wanqian, who was sitting on the side, was not in a beautiful mood, and when she saw Lin Yifeng's eyes looking at Li Zhenying, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable in her heart.

Wei Zheng spoke softly, Childe, this person is very good, he has no power and no power, he can still be so calm in the face of the Wang family, and he is very talented. Because they came from Weifu, no one except Yu Shinan and Cui Jiu knew their identities, so Wei Zheng called Li Jiancheng his son.

Li Jiancheng also nodded with satisfaction.

This is Yu Shinan standing up, Lin Gongzi is really talented, this first competition I announce that Lin Yifeng is slightly better.

Everyone present, some cheered and some were sad.

And there were also two people standing in the crowd, one was Fang Yiai, and the other was Hou Junji, and the two only looked at it and didn't speak.