When Gu Bei and Bai Luoshi returned to the pavilion seat, the three bronze bells rang out, and the second pillar of incense was finally burned to ashes.

Gu Bei glanced at the middle position, dozens of poems were being hung on the long rope one by one at the moment. There are so many talented women in the audience, it seems that many people have been eliminated.

Mr. Ya and several other judges were looking at the first poem, and the third prince sat on the top seat and waited for the final result.

The eliminated scholars and talented women were full of disappointment, and they looked nervously before they were eliminated, looking forward to hoping that their masterpieces could be eyed.

The judges were obviously very conscientious and responsible, and whispered to each other before each poem, but it was evident that their emotions were becoming more and more unhappy, and their sighs were louder and harsher.

"These poems are torn down, and the words are full of words, and the rhetoric is shown."

"These songs are torn down, and there is no disease moaning. Moaning, pretentious. ”

"These songs are also torn down, the rhetoric does not make sense, and the drumming is mysterious."

“......“

A series of tearing down sounds came into the ears, but Mr. Ya stretched out his hand to "stab, stab, stab" and tore off the poetry paper hanging on the red silk rope, and threw it into the bamboo basket held by a servant next to him like garbage.

Some scholars saw that their poems were torn off, and they all sat on their seats silently and ashamedly with their sleeves covered, and some people who thought very highly of themselves rolled their eyes and cursed secretly, and only said in their hearts: "Lao Tzu is not talented, Lao Tzu's poems are first-class, you old people don't know how to appreciate it, it's really a pearl." ”

Dozens of poems are left with only a pitiful two. It's somewhat embarrassing.

The scholars glanced at Gu Bei and Wang Ziqi, and probably guessed who the owner of the last two poems was, after all, the Bai family's aunt wrote an excellent poem in public just now, but I don't know if Brother Wang's masterpiece can surpass Aunt Bai.

The third prince looked at the two poems hanging and glanced at Wang Ziqi with an unkind face.

Wang Ziqi bowed his head in shame, he didn't count the poems he wrote? He is confident that he can enter the judgment eye, and if he really wants to compare it with Gu Bei's words, it is still a lot worse.

"Brother Wang, in my opinion, the words of the Bai family's aunt are also average, in terms of talent and learning, Brother Wang dumped him a few streets, and Brother Wang must be rated first..."

The onlookers echoed and said.

Wang Ziqi glared at them fiercely, not bothering to pay attention to them.

If only you could be first? He would wake up laughing when he dreamed, and he didn't have to think about how to explain it to His Highness.

A herd of horse spirits!

What about the bones of the reader?

Gu Bei didn't care about watching all this, eating and drinking, laughing with Bai Luoshi from time to time, or playing with Xiaoyi, it was so lively.

"Brother-in-law, I think the poems you wrote are very good, don't worry, you will definitely take the first place." Xiao Yi said with a smile.

Gu Bei shrugged.

If anyone else hears this, they will probably be half angry.

Where is Gu Bei worried? Eat well, drink well, and have two beauties together.

After the final deliberations of the judges, Mr. Ya stood up, pondered for a moment, and finally announced: "Ladies and gentlemen, I have read these poems, and think that these two poems are not bad, and the rest can only be regarded as mediocre works. Since it is a poetry club today, the rest of the poems will not be judged, just take these two poems. If you talk about the superiority, it should be the partridge sky made by Gu Bei. ”

Gu Beizheng whispered to Xiaoyi, and smiled when he heard this.

Just kidding, the words of the famous poet Yan of the Song Dynasty are not masterpieces, but those are still masterpieces?

All the eyes of the scholars and talented women moved to Gu Bei and congratulated one after another.

"I look at my brother's majestic and extraordinary..."

"Then you still have to say? The eldest lady is erudite and talented, can her husband be bad? ”

"I have long known that if my brother-in-law doesn't make a sound, it will be amazing..."

“......”

Prince Qi looked at Gu Bei with an indifferent expression in despair, although he knew that the poetry was not as good as him, but when the result was really announced, he was still a little disappointed.

The third prince smiled and raised the water and wine, and toasted Bai Luoshi and Gu Bei in the air.

Bai Luoshi pulled Gu Beifu and gave a salute in return.

Wang Ziqi glared at Gu Bei fiercely, if it weren't for him, it is estimated that he would become the guest of honor of the third prince after the poetry meeting. He attributed the fault to Gu Bei.

He didn't want to think about it, if he wasn't instructed by the third prince and didn't scold His Royal Highness, it was estimated that he would be the first in the poetry club now.

Time is also fate.

Poor Gu Bei was still eating and drinking, and he was hated unconsciously.

After the first poetry meeting, during the break, Wang Jiuniang still arranged some programs in the middle of the pavilion, and the girls in the Qingguan also tried their best to show their skills.

When Gu Bei sat quietly in the banquet and watched these songs and dances in fascination, he faintly felt that there seemed to be several pairs of dazzling eyes staring at him, which made Gu Bei feel a feeling of thorns in his back. Gu Bei glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't find the owner of his gaze.

Although he didn't care much about those glances at him intentionally or unintentionally, Gu Bei still felt extremely uncomfortable with this kind of gaze.

After singing and dancing, Mr. Ya rang the bronze bell, and the second competition officially began. Everyone automatically gathered in the middle, quietly waiting for the announcement of the title of the second poem.

After discussing with several judges, Mr. Ya came out and said: "Since the first question is a poem, and the second question is a pair, we will wait for a couplet first, and those who answer the lower couplet correctly can make a couplet, and one person in the designated field will answer it, if it is not right, you must be fined three glasses of wine." The correct answer can be replaced by another person to continue, until no one answers in the end, and then the first person in this poetry meeting. ”

Some of the people in the field who are good at pairs are eager to try and urge them to hurry up.

Mr. Ya glanced at the noisy crowd and said with a smile: "Everyone, don't be impatient, just sent someone to say that this time the poem and the first person in the pair, the dream girl will play a song for him alone..."

"Oh... Oh..."

Before Mr. Ya finished speaking, the scholars were instantly boiling.

"What's so nice about that vixen stroking the piano..."

"It's just..."

The talented girls said with some taste.

Gu Bei glanced at his mouth and muttered, "Just playing the piano alone and being excited, and not letting you sleep?" And you don't give money? It's so boring. ”

Bai Luoshi glared at him with round eyes, wrote the word "Tai" and handed it to Gu Bei.

Gu Bei took a look, in the middle of the word "too", there was no one at all, it turned into a hole, and she was so scared that she broke into a cold sweat, this girl was so vicious, she actually wanted to...

The prince next to him listened to it and swept him with cold eyes.

You should be a dream girl, and you can see it if you want to?

Still thinking about sleeping?

Vulgar.

Mr. Ya coughed a little, and said loudly: "Everyone, listen, our upper links are: Baita Street, yellow blacksmith, raw red furnace, burning black charcoal, green smoke, flashing blue light, quenching purple iron, and hitting things from north to south. ”

"Ahh I knew it wasn't that simple..."

"There are seven colors: white, yellow, red, black, blue, blue, purple... How is this right? ”

"Who is absolutely right about this?"

Mr. Ya looked at the people who were stumped by Shanglian, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Some scholars and talented women lowered their heads and thought, and some talented people's eyes shuttled between Gu Bei and Wang Ziqi.

Wang Ziqi was also bowing his head in contemplation.

As if he hadn't heard it, Gu Bei said something to Bai Luoshi and Xiaoyi next to him, and the two girls laughed from time to time.

Time passed slowly, the pavilion was quiet, everyone was still thinking, and the laughter of Gu Bei's seat came from the quiet hall, which was particularly harsh.

Wang Ziqi's contemplation was interrupted, and he just wanted to reprimand Gu Bei angrily, but Mo's eyes rolled and he thought about it.

"Brother Gu, seeing that you are so lively here, I don't know if there is already a link." The prince arched his hands and said loudly, attracting everyone's attention, and even several judges looked at Gu Bei with interest.

Gu Bei was originally talking to Luo Shi Xiaoyi about some meat jokes in the 21st century, but when he was talking, he was suddenly interrupted, and glanced at Wang Ziqi unhappily, and saw that everyone was looking at him.

I was stunned, did I do something to make the people angry?

A noble son next to him looked at Gu Bei with a blank face, and kindly told him about Shanglian.

Gu Bei thought to himself, why is this surnamed Wang so uninteresting, isn't it just that he took you first, why is it aimed at me everywhere, since your face is stretched out, then I will step on it fiercely. If you offend them anyway, then you should be more ruthless.

Gu Bei thought about the pair in his previous life, and just happened to know this couplet, so he couldn't help but say loudly: "The ancients, the latecomers, read the left biography, Xi Youjun, worship Shangqing, sit in the middle hall, make subordinates, and enter the prime minister to become princes." ”

After Mr. Ya heard this, he clapped his hands and said: "Wonderful, wonderful, white, yellow, red, black, blue, and purple are on the front and back, left and right, up, middle, and bottom." I wonder if there is anything better for you? ”

After a long time, seeing that no one answered, Mr. Ya asked Gu Bei to ask the question.

Gu Bei touched his chin and thought about it, aren't you surnamed Wang targeting me? The master let you drink enough today.

Gu Bei pointed at Wang Ziqi and said: "You are right, I will come up with the question, Shanglian: Upper Eighth Bridge, Middle Eighth Bridge, Lower Eighth Bridge, 3824 Bridge." ”

The prince thought for a long time and drank three glasses of wine.

Gu Bei said with a smile: "Brother Wang, a good amount of wine, I'll have another question, Shanglian: Smoke along the eaves of smoke and swallow eyes." ”

The prince drank three glasses.

Gu Bei said: "Smoke lock pond willow"

"..."Three more glasses.

Gu Bei saw that Wang Ziqi had been drinking, and he was embarrassed, so he made a simple uplink: "Not tall, not short, not fat, not thin, not three, not four, Brother Wang, this is very simple, you can't be right, right?" ”

The prince thought for a moment, and replied happily: "I thought about it, there is no front, no back, no face, no skin, no heart. ”

Gu Bei replied with a smile: "Oh, horizontal criticism: it's not a thing." He laughed.

"Haha... Haha..."

Everyone burst into laughter, and several judges were no different.

"Brother-in-law, you are so damaged, you actually scolded him for not being a thing, ouch, I laughed to death... Ha ha... It's no good..."Xiao Yi slapped Gu Bei and smiled without a ladylike image.

Miss Bai also covered her mouth and chuckled.

Wang Ziqi listened to the ridicule of everyone, he didn't know that he had been tricked, his little face was flushed, he felt that he had no face to stay, he didn't say hello, and ran away in disgrace.