East of the city, Zixi Restaurant.

A row of tables by the window on the second floor was full of scholars from Eguanbo, and they gathered in twos and threes to talk about the past and the present.

Today, the entire restaurant was wrapped up by Liu Ru, and there was not even a single individual guest in the huge lobby on the first floor.

The Liu family in Jingzhou is a century-old family, and it is not unusual to have such financial resources.

As the absolute protagonist of the poetry club, Liu Ru was surrounded at the head of the wine table, and countless scholars toasted him, and Liu Ru really did not refuse to come

Ning Xiu frowned secretly when he saw it, these students of Wuchang Mansion were so vicious. Are they intent on getting Liu Ru drunk and making a fool of him?

Sure enough, the literati's stomachs are full of flowers, and they don't blink at all.

"Brother Liu is holding this poetry meeting today to create an opportunity for us to learn poetry and compete in literature. On behalf of the students of Wuchang Mansion, Liu gave Brother Liu a cup. ”

The speaker was a scholar dressed in a navy blue shirt, with a scholar's scarf wrapped around his head and only a bamboo strip on his bun, which looked extremely free and easy.

Looking at the age, this person should be around twenty, with clear eyebrows and fair skin, but he is also a beautiful man.

But Ning Xiu always felt that this person was a little unkind, and even the eyes that looked at Liu Ruye were a little evil and hostile.

"Ahem, Brother Liu has drunk too much, why don't I drink a cup for him. What does Friend Liu think? ”

Ning Xiu got up suddenly, raised his wine glass and turned around, and said with a smile.

Liu Ru burped and looked at Ning Xiu gratefully. He really drank too much, and he was holding on to it, but now he couldn't hold it anymore.

Fortunately, Ning Xiu stood up at a critical moment, otherwise he was afraid that he would really vomit.

It doesn't matter if he makes a fool of himself, but he represents a student from Jiangling County, Jingzhou Prefecture.

"Oh? Who is this friend? ”

"In Xianningxiu, Jiangling County student members also."

"You're Ning Xiu?"

The scholar surnamed Liu was obviously surprised, he was stunned for a moment and said: "Is that Ning Xiu who made 'Thinking Yanwan from a dream in vain, and will also ask Hongmeng with soil'?" Is it the Ning Xiu who made 'pay the autumn tide, don't mistake Pisces to Xie Qiao'? ”

"Exactly down there."

Ning Xiu smiled faintly.

I'm rubbing, the speed at which he became famous is really fast, even the readers of Wuchang Mansion know the two poems he wrote.

If it continues to develop at this rate, I'm afraid that soon all the bigwigs in Jingshi will know that he is the author of these two poems, right?

"In Xia Wuchang Mansion, Liu Wenguang is willing to ask Ning friends for advice."

Liu Shusheng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he could see that he wanted to compete with Ning Xiu.

Ning Xiu didn't care much about this.

Since he promised Liu Ru to come to the poetry meeting, he would not be afraid.

What about Liu Wenguang, it's just a speck of history, and Ning Xiu can shock him by taking out a poem casually.

"Yes, please."

Ning Xiu stretched out one arm and said lightly.

"Why don't you take the topic of resentment today?"

Liu Wenguang's eyebrows were raised, quite provocative.

Hahahaha, hahahahahahaha

Ning Xiu was about to laugh out of his internal injuries.

He held back the smile in his heart, trying to calm his face so that it didn't make waves.

Resentful poems? This guy is really good at picking.

If he says a military poem, or a nostalgic poem Ning Xiu, he may still be stuck, but he is a resentful poem

If Ning Xiu can't recite, wouldn't he be sorry for Nalan Gongzi?

"Oh, I don't know who Friend Liu plans to let first?"

"Naturally, Friend Ning did it first."

"Okay." Ning Xiu didn't shirk it, got up and paced five steps, and said in a deep voice:

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.

Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.

Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain did not complain.

How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day. ”

As soon as this poem came out, all the originally laughing beings were stunned, and the huge restaurant was silent.

Everyone stared at Ning Xiu with shock written in their eyes.

Liu Wenguang was naturally extremely surprised. How is this possible, how is it possible

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable

Where is this poetry, this is clearly the blood and tears of an abandoned woman.

Such a wonderful poem, from the mouth of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, is simply amazing

Liu Wenguang found it difficult to describe his current mood in words, and sat in his seat blankly.

"Good, good!"

For a long time, I don't know who shouted hello first, breaking the silence.

This was followed by thunderous applause.

"A good sentence of life is only as first seen, and a good sentence is idle but the hearts of the people are old. Friend Ning's poem can be crowned with the first poem of resentment. ”

"Yes, yes, I think the poems written by Zhang Zhongsu and Wang Changling are not as good as those of Ning Friends."

"A stroke of genius is definitely a stroke of genius. I took it, I really took it. ”

"In ancient times, Cao Zijian became a poem in seven steps, and now there is a friend Ning who becomes a poem in five steps, isn't Ning friend more literary than Cao Zijian?"

"Xie Lingyun said, 'There is only one stone in the world, Cao Zijian has eight buckets, I have one bucket, and the world has one bucket'. From this point of view, isn't Ning Friend at least the nine buckets who occupy the world's talents? ”

These people who praised Ning Xiu were all students of Jingzhou Mansion. Although they may not all be members of the Hedong Poetry Society, they can still unite in the face of the 'foreign enemy' - the students of Wuchang Mansion.

In addition, Ning Xiu's poem is indeed perfect, which makes them more confident to tout.

Liu Wenguang's face was blue for a while, and purple for a while was extremely ugly.

Of course, he asked Ning Xiu to compose poems first, of course, not because he had good thoughts. Those who often participate in poetry meetings know that those who write poems first are at a disadvantage, first, because they have less time to think, and second, people are generally impressed by the poems they write later.

But this is for the general situation, and the poem made by Ning Xiu is certainly not ordinary.

This poem has a place even in the entire history of poetry. All of you here are literati and have basic judgment, how can you not distinguish between good and bad?

Even if those students from Wuchang Mansion have the heart to help Liu Wenguang, they can't say anything.

Ning Xiu was already in an overwhelming position in terms of momentum, and unless Liu Wenguang could make a better poem, he would be overwhelmed by Ning Xiu.

Although Liu Wenguang is conceited, he is also self-aware, and he certainly does not think that he can write a better poem than this one, especially under such pressure.

"Ahem, Liu admits defeat."

Ning Xiu nodded.

There is no shame in choosing to admit defeat, it is better than racking your brains to make a mediocre piece of bullshit that has been criticized.

Liu Wenguang's move to retreat is also a way to go forward.

But it didn't matter if he surrendered or lost, the students of Wuchang Mansion exploded instantly. Liu Wenguang represents the entire Wuchang Mansion, and it is too embarrassing to lose without a fight, right?

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