"Ahem! What are you two talking about standing together? Are you trying to reveal the title to him? It's unfair! I'm against it! Sima Xian suddenly shouted loudly.

Zheng Sheng and Lu Yun hurriedly stood left and right.

"Alright, let's get started. Nephew Lu Xian, you start to solve the problem. Han Jin didn't have a good impression of Sima Xian, but he didn't want to say anything, so he had to open his mouth and let Lu Yun start.

At this time, Zheng Sheng and Sima Xian sat together on the wooden chair in the middle of the courtyard.

Zheng Sheng asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, what do you want?" ”

Sima Xian said in a low voice: "I'm here to help you." ”

"Help me?" Zheng Sheng was a little surprised, could it be that he was wrong?

"But grandpa, you're just making trouble!" Zheng Sheng whispered again.

"Ahh Sima Xian suddenly shouted, stood up and pointed at Zheng Sheng and said, "Everyone, this person threatens me!" ”

"Oh!" The melon-eating crowd spoke in amazement.

Han Jin finally stopped his voice and said helplessly: "Zheng Shizi, please don't coerce others. Also, you can't talk to each other anymore. Let's be a little further away from each other! ”

Hearing this, the two of them moved their chairs to opposite positions.

Lu Yun made up her mind and asked Biyu to hand Han Jin a note, and Han Jin opened it and read: "For the first question, please improvise a poem for the two of you." ”

Writing poetry is indeed a good way to judge a person's human talent. Zheng Sheng glanced at Sima Xian, I don't know what the level of this county prince is?

Sima Xian said loudly: "Zheng Sheng, compose poems well!" Be careful, don't even beat me! ”

Zheng Sheng raised his eyebrows, this guy really wants him to go all out? Then he can only... Cheating!

"There are still a lot of poems in the library." Zheng Sheng thought about some famous articles he wrote down a few years ago. Poetry is, of course, the most part. He also reviewed a few poems when he came to Jiangxia this time in case of emergency.

Which one is better? Zheng Sheng thought quickly.

Sima Xian was half-lying on the wooden chair, squinting slightly, as if he was asleep. And Zheng Sheng, who was thinking, seemed to be composing poetry seriously, and compared the two, he made a judgment. The balance in everyone's hearts began to tip in favor of Zheng Sheng.

Lu Yun's nervous mood relaxed a little.

After about half an hour, Han Jin coughed: "Are you two ready?" ”

Sima Xian opened his eyes and smiled, "Naturally." Zheng Sheng, what about you? ”

Zheng Sheng said: "I also did it." ”

"Then who's going first."

"Zheng Sheng will come first." Sima Xian closed his eyes again.

Zheng Sheng stood up, took a step forward, and said softly: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming." The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. ”

Sima Xian opened his eyes suddenly: "Huh? ”

Lu Xian nodded slightly. Lu Yun frowned slightly.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. ”

Sima Xian straightened up and made a "hiss-" sound in his mouth.

Lu Xian's father and daughter glanced at each other, and continued to listen with some shock. And Wan Yun, who was standing on the sidelines, took a step forward with some excitement. Ren on the side hurriedly pulled him back into place.

"Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward. will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan. Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born. Zheng Sheng memorized this paragraph in one go. Suddenly feeling a little thirsty, he reached out and picked up the cup, took a sip of water, and continued to carry it as if no one was around.

"Save Zhao waving the golden gavel, Handan was shocked first. Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City. The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical. ”

After reciting the whole poem, Zheng Sheng also breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down.

At this time, Wan Yun suddenly spoke: "Good poetry!" Written by the prince, it is really a heroic poem! ”

Sima Xian muttered and read the sentences, and looked at Zheng Sheng with bright eyes: "It is indeed a good poem." ”

Lu Xian nodded with satisfaction: "Okay." What is the name of this poem? ”

Zheng Sheng hurriedly got up and said with some embarrassment: "This poem is called "Chivalrous Travel". ”

"Chivalrous? Good! Lu Xian praised again.

Lu Yun is also very satisfied with the level of this poem, but she is still a little dissatisfied: Zheng Sheng's poem is not very timely. What does he mean by composing a poem to recite a chivalrous poem on such an occasion?

"Ahem, it's my turn." Sima Xian also got up, walked a few steps slowly, turned around, and walked a few more steps before he said loudly: "There are strange birds in the forest, and they say that they are phoenixes." In the Qing Dynasty, the liquor spring was drunk, and the hill was perched day and night. ”

Zheng Sheng nodded secretly, this poem is not bad, Sima Xian still has some level!

He didn't notice that the expressions of the people on the field had become subtle.

Wan Yun was a little angry, Ren Ji frowned, and motioned to Zheng Cheng to firmly control him, "Cover your mouth, don't let him disturb the field." ”

Lu Xian's father and daughter glanced at each other, but they were speechless.

Sima Xian continued to recite: "Gao Ming runs through Kyushu, stretches his neck and looks at the eight wildernesses. coincided with the rise of the business wind, and the wings destroyed themselves. Once you go to Kunlun West, when will you return to Xiang. But hatred is not in place, and sorrow makes the heart sad. Ahem, I'm done chanting my poem. The name of the poem is ...... Uh, "The Song of the Phoenix Bird". ”

Han Jin looked at him with a blank face: "Although Lao Yu is a businessman, but Ruan Infantry's poems, Lao Yu has read a few poems!" ”

"What kind of poem by Ruan Infantry, this is obviously "Phoenix Bird Yin" written by me!" Sima Xian's eyes widened and retorted.

This poem is one of the eighty-two poems of Ruan Ji's "Yonghuai". Si Gongzi, you have gone too far! Lu Yun was very angry, although Zheng Sheng's poems were not quite to her liking. But this man is even more excessive! He actually cheated with Ruan's Yonghuai poem! This is to think that she has not read Ruan's poems?

"Really? Oh, yes! I only saw this poem yesterday, and it turned out to be written by Ruan Ji. Sima Xian smiled, and lay back in an awkward posture, the wooden chair shook slightly, "Since that's the case, then I'll admit defeat." ”

Zheng Sheng had some aftertaste, Sima Xian actually plagiarized a poem by Ruan!

He carefully copied a poem by the great poet of the future. Unless he met a time-traveler with the same identity as him, who would know that he copied this poem.

But Sima Xian blatantly plagiarized the poems of his predecessors? Don't say that Lu Xian and Lu Yun know, looking at the appearance of Han Jin, Wan Yun, and Ren Ju, they all seem to know the origin of this poem.

Is this stupid, is it to give him for nothing to win?

"Huh?" Zheng Sheng suddenly understood something.

"I'm here to help you." Zheng Sheng looked at Sima Xian and saw that he still looked like he was closed and careless.

It turns out that this guy is here to help him!

At this time, Lu Xian seemed to have figured out something. He looked at the two people on the field, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

Han Jin looked at Lu Yun, Lu Yun didn't say a word, and asked Biyu to hand him a note.

Han Jin looked at it, coughed and said, "Next, it's a martial arts test." Please don't use any weapons and try your hand at kung fu. ”

Zheng Sheng looked at Sima Xian.

Fight? Naturally, he is not afraid, but this grandfather is in some trouble? If he breaks someone, that's not good. Would he like to put some water?

Sima Xian opened his eyes, shook his head and said, "Test your fists and feet?" Look at me, am I that kind of reckless man? That's not my forte. Forget it, I'll throw in the towel. ”

Zheng Sheng looked at him and remained speechless: Big brother, your water is too blatant, right?