Ning Xiu's heart sank when he heard this poem. It's not that he thinks Liu Wenguang's poem is good, but he feels this person's scheming.

It's a scheming.

Originally, Ning Xiu thought that Liu Wenguang invited Zheng Yi's seniors to come just to strengthen his momentum on the platform, but now it seems that it may not be so simple.

Liu Wenguang may have already formulated a strategy, that is, to flatter Zheng Yi through poetry in order to gain impression points.

There are no saints in this world, and Zheng Yi is naturally no exception. Zheng Yi was removed from his reputation by Yan Song, and he had to return to his hometown to live a hermit-like life.

You say that he has integrity or integrity, but he is by no means willing.

Scholars have been studying hard for decades, in order to pass on the Golden Palace and cross the streets?

As the so-called learned literature and martial arts, sell to the emperor's family.

Zheng Yi's return to seclusion is really a helpless move, and the more this is the case, the more he needs to gain the recognition of others.

Liu Wenguang saw his psychology, so he flattered Zheng Yi with poetry and put a high hat on Zheng Yi.

And this guy is very good at grasping people's psychology, if he praises Zheng Yi in other aspects, Zheng senior may not receive Liu Wenguang's affection. But Liu Wenguang praised Zheng Yi's integrity, and compared it with Ji Kang of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, it made Zheng Yi feel refreshed.

In such a comfortable situation, Zheng Yi would not be fluttering and immortal, but he didn't know the bottom of his heart.

If a person is not a sage, it is impossible to be absolutely fair and selfless.

As long as the level of poetry written by the two is not too different, Zheng Yi is likely to favor Liu Wenguang.

This requires Ning Xiu to make poems that are one or even two grades higher than Liu Wenguang.

In the face of absolute strength, presumably the old Zheng seniors would not talk nonsense with their eyes open and help Liu Wenguang.

Liu Wenguang was also a little swollen when he was touted, he glanced at Ning Xiu contemptuously, and said lightly: "Friend Ning, it's your turn." ”

Although everyone at the poetry meeting was able to write poems and exchange ideas, everyone knew that this was actually a duel between Liu Wenguang and Ning Xiu.

Therefore, everyone was silent, quietly watching the two fight.

Now that Liu Wenguang has taken the lead in writing poems, the pressure naturally comes to Ning Xiu's side.

All the scholars looked towards Ning Xiu together, and the meanings in their eyes varied.

Ning Xiu knew that these Wuchang Mansion scholars were waiting to see his jokes, but he was not annoyed, and said with a faint smile: "In this case, Ning Mou might as well be respectful and obey his fate." ”

With that, he stood up and paced and groaned.

After pacing for seven steps, Ning Xiu chanted loudly: "Insist that Qingshan will not relax, and the roots are in the broken rock." Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. ”

After this poem, Ning Xiu went straight back to the banquet and sat down, took a sip of his wine glass, and his eyes were full of confidence.

Liu Wenguang was directly stupid.

This, this Ning Xiu is not a demon, right? How can you make such a great work in seven steps?

Although he didn't want to admit it, Ning Xiu's poem was definitely stronger than his primacy. Both the choice of words and the overall structure are much higher.

The Wuchang Mansion scholars who had just shouted were also silent.

Everyone is a reader, and the basic ability to evaluate is still there.

If the poem written by Liu Wenguang can be regarded as a masterpiece, then Ning Xiu's poem can be regarded as a masterpiece.

Of course, from their standpoint, they will never praise Ning Xiu.

But let them step on Ning Xiu with a clear conscience, and they can't do it.

Now Zheng Zheng Zheng has to come forward, and only his old man has the right to judge the quality of poetry.

Liu was excited. Although his poetry level is not good, the level of poetry is not bad.

Just now, those Wuchang Mansion scholars were noisy there, building momentum for Liu Wenguang, and he was not angry for a long time. Now he is just building momentum for Ning Xiu and taking back the momentum.

"Friend Ning's poem is simply amazing. In the bamboo-born stone, the roots are broken into the rock...... Let the east, west, north and south winds! Our generation should take bamboo as an example, work hard and behave as a man, follow the heart, and do not give up easily. ”

He obviously said this to Liu Wenguang. Liu Wenguang's poems themselves are not of a bad standard, but because of the elements of flattering Zheng Yi, through Liu Ru, it seems to be inferior.

Liu Wenguang's cheeks were dyed crimson, and he gritted his teeth, eager to eat the skin and flesh of this black fat man.

Zheng Yi stroked his beard and was silent.

If you look at it separately, the poems written by both of them are very good. But when we put it together, we can see the gap.

Liu Wenguang's poems are too much in pursuit of allusions, so that the structure of the whole poem is not very good, and there is a sense of patchwork.

And Ning Xiu's poem is more like a whole, compared with the first two sentences, Zheng Yi appreciates the second half more. 'Thousands of blows are still strong, let the wind blow from east to west, north and south', this is really heroic.

Young people should be like this, follow the example of bamboo, and follow their hearts with perseverance.

Zheng Yi felt that his blood was boiling, and he clenched his fists and judged: "As far as these two poems are concerned, Ning Xiaoyou's poems are superior. ”

As soon as these words came out, all the scholars present immediately exploded.

Liu Wenguang's face was bruised, his Adam's apple was swaying up and down, and his hands were clenched into fists, as if he was ready to fight at any time.

At this moment, Ning Xiu smiled and groaned, "Brother Liu, do you still want to come?" ”

This sentence of divine mending knife directly blew Liu Wenguang up.

If he hadn't been pulled by his classmates in time, he was afraid that he would really have to stage a full martial arts in this sleeve.

He asked himself if he could make a poem comparable to Ning Xiu, but he was unwilling to swallow this breath, so he looked around at the people around him, hoping that one of them could stand up.

Unexpectedly, these people all hung their heads one by one, and no one dared to fight.

Liu Wenguang only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he almost turned his back on it.

"Liu Gongzi can't write poems, but the little girl can."

Qi Su's timely voice attracted everyone's attention.

"Oh? Then I asked the ruler girl to recite a song. ”

Ning Xiu said cooperatively.

With that, he picked up his wine glass and took a sip of wine, then opened his lips slightly, and read the poem in his lips.

It turned out that Ning Xiu agreed to help Qi Su on the condition that day that she gave up the gunman and let Ning Xiu personally make the gun for her. This is because Ning Xiu is not worried about the strength of the gunner, after all, the problem is revealed, and if it is not done well, it will be irreparable.

Ning Xiu asked Qi Su to call the gunman, taught him lip language, and discussed with Qi Su to improvise at the poetry meeting.

Ning Xiu is also helping himself, after all, letting a courtesan defeat the arrogant Liu Wenguang can completely destroy his confidence.

Qi Su was already standing in front of Ning Xiu, and most of the Wuchang Mansion scholars couldn't see Ning Xiu's lip movements. Even if they did, they wouldn't think about it.

Soon Qi Su finished reading the lip language, paused slightly, and chanted softly: "The new bamboo is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it all depends on the old stem for support." There will be a new student next year, and the ten-zhang dragon grandson will surround the phoenix pool. ”

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