Song Zheng liked Zhao Mengfu's calligraphy in his previous life, although this Zhao brother was criticized by the world, but his handwriting was really good. In this life, with the calligraphy background of the original Song nerd, he easily wrote Zhao's lines beautifully.

Soon, Song Zheng finished writing the poem. Song Jue glanced at Song Zheng in surprise, his son's words are not only getting more and more beautiful, but this poem is also well written. Song Jue read it again, and the more he tasted it, the more flavorful it became.

Hu Tongxue saw that Song Zheng finished writing so quickly, and he couldn't help but be stunned, I heard that this Song Gongzi was good at kung fu, but he didn't expect that he also had two brushes for composing poems. Then try again! Thinking of this, Hu Tongxue smiled: "Since you write so fast, let's write about the two topics over there!" ”

Song Zheng couldn't wait to slap himself, just thinking about finishing writing early and going down early, but he didn't expect Hu Tongxue to have such a hand. This is miserable, after the Northern Song Dynasty, I don't remember who wrote very well about the two topics of "Spring Water" and "Liu Sigh"?

Song Zheng pondered as he came to Yu Huawen, who was standing in the middle. He pondered, why don't you also write "Spring Comes to Weishui Willow Branches"? No way! I can't be as shameless as Yao Changqing, I have to think of a song. It's a pity that although Song Zheng is quite knowledgeable, he can't remember any famous Yongliu after the Northern Song Dynasty. I had to use my brain and wrote a poem: "Weishui counts the sinking of the king of Lu's ship, and the sound of the Di is still all over the Mizhou Mountain." I am willing to plant 30,000 miles of willows to attract the spring breeze to spread in the world. In front of this poem, Song Zheng also wrote a subtitle, that is, "Books are presented to Hu and Lu"

After writing it, Song Zheng was a little proud. Although it is a bit off-topic, this poem is really good, and it really murders a lot of brain cells. (Gu also died a lot of brain cells)

At this time, I don't know who shouted below, "The incense is almost finished." Song Zheng looked at it, and sure enough, the incense was about to burn out, and the last broken incense was about to fall. Song Zheng shook his head and was about to go back. Lu Hengshan over there roared: "Stinky boy, don't you hurry up, there's another song!" ”

Do you want to compose poetry? Is there an end? Song Zheng was ignoring it, and all the rich ladies in the audience also shouted, "Song Xiaolang, hurry up!" "Xiaolang, look at you!" Even Lu Hong led the group of people to start coaxing blindly, shouting "teaching" and "master".

This scene also infected Song Jue, and he also shouted, who had always been rigorous: "Zheng'er, go quickly!" ”

The public was angry, Song Zheng had to start quickly and rushed to Zhao Huan. Time was too tight, Song Zheng didn't care about it, and hurriedly extracted four sentences from Huacha's "Crossing the Yalu River" in the Ming Dynasty. This poem was originally a seven-line, eight-line poem. Song Gongzi slightly rewrote four of the sentences, and it became a poem about spring water: "In March, Weishui sends floating, and the sun reflects the jade belt with sand on both sides." The waves turned over the duck green at the beginning of the rain, and the willow ribbon goose yellow did not see the flowers. ”

When Song Zheng finished writing the last pen, the incense stick finally burned out, and the last piece of incense ash "fell down with a bang". Both on and off the stage breathed a sigh of relief. Zhao Huan saw that Song Zheng's talent was so agile, and the poems were really good, and his face couldn't help but change slightly. This kid is his son's rival. Song Zheng put down the pen and spit out a breath of turbidity. Grandma's, thanks to the fact that the master read a lot of books in his previous life, otherwise, he really couldn't stand it. I don't know how this improvised poem is, anyway, after finishing it, Song Zheng returned to the stage easily.

Song Jue and Yu Huawen had already come to Zhao Huan and brought all the poems they had selected. Yu Huawen has fifteen songs, while Song Jue only has six Qu songs, and Zhao Huan also has fourteen songs. Zhao and Yu knew that Song Jue was very strict in his studies, and they didn't care.

At this time, Hu Tongxue and Lu Hengshan also came to the table. The giants met, Yao Changqing, Lu Chang and the others did not come, standing in place and waiting.

Hu Tongxue smiled and asked, "Three teachers, what are the best works this year?" ”

Zhao Huan didn't dare to show favoritism at this time, and said: "Lord Zhizhou, there are really a few articles written this year. Mr. Song's son-in-law wrote well, give, you comment! As he spoke, he handed over Song Zheng's poem manuscript. Hu Tongxue glanced at it and immediately exclaimed: "Is this the handwriting written by Song Xiaogongzi?" Smooth and beautiful, elegant and civilian, it can be called a family of its own! "Hu Tongxue is a Jinshi background, and he has studied calligraphy, and anyone who knows how to do it can see that Song Zheng's characters are indeed extraordinary! Zhao Huan and the other three teachers all nodded. Only Lu Hengshan has no attainments in calligraphy, but he also thinks it is very good-looking.

Hu Tongxue read the poem again and nodded: "Although 'Yalu' and 'Goose Yellow' are classics, they are used just right, and they are indeed written in a state of spring." Mr. Song, your son-in-law is a talent! ”

Song Jue hurriedly said: "Lord Zhizhou praised it falsely!" ”

Hu Tongxue played with Song Zheng's words for a long time, and then said to Song Jue: "Mr. Song, you are very knowledgeable, I don't know what masterpieces you can find this time?" ”

Song Jue hesitated for a moment and handed over Song Zheng's poem manuscript: "Lord Zhizhou, the so-called 'internal move does not avoid relatives', I still recommend this poem of the dog." ”

Hu Tongxue took over the manuscript of the poem and immediately recited the poem: "'Half an acre of square pond is opened, the sky and clouds and shadows wander together, ask where the canal is as clear as promised, for there is a source of living water' good poem! What a poem! Especially the last two sentences, which can be called famous sentences! These people are all people who are rich and rich, and they were immediately shocked by these poems.

Yu Huawen stroked his beard and said: "Connecting the scenery with reading is so profound. As soon as this poem came out, the other poems fell behind! Mr. Song, you have a son like this, what more can you ask for! ”

Song Jue hurriedly said: "Yu Jiaoxi is polite, although the dog is a little anxious, how dare he be so praised!" There must be better works in the hands of Yu Jiaoxi. ”

Hu Tong said: "Yes, I don't know how the 'willow sigh' made by Song Xiaogongzi?" ”

Zhao Huan also looked at Yu Huawen extremely nervously, the one he gave Yao Changqing took a lot of work. It can be regarded as pushing through the old and bringing forth the new, and it should be able to suppress the Song family boy.

Yu Huawen said: "This year I encountered a rare miracle in a thousand years, and it is really strange that two people wrote exactly the same poem!" How to choose and evaluate, I hope that Lord Zhizhou will help you get an idea! "How can such miracles occur? Everyone was interested. Hu Tongxue took the poems of Yao Changqing and Gao Daquan from Yu Huawen's hands. Yao Changqing's handwriting is good, and this poem is also clear at a glance, Hu Tongxue nodded after reading it: "'I want to ride the east wind for 3,000 miles, and go straight to the sky to pick up the green clouds.'" His ambition is not small, and this poem is also ingenious, and it is indeed a rare masterpiece! Then, Hu Tongxue looked at Liu Daquan's poem with great difficulty, "Huh! It's exactly the same, not a word is bad, it's really a miracle! ”

Zhao Huan hurriedly took the two poems, and his face immediately turned pale. How could it be such a coincidence! He was 100% sure that it was his illegitimate son Yao Changqing who leaked the poem. This kid is not a reckless person, why is he so careless!

At this time, I only listened to Yu Huawendao: "Although this poem is good, there is still a gap between it and Song Xiaogongzi's poem in terms of artistic conception, Lord Zhizhou, please take a look!" ”

Hu Tongxue took it, and when he saw that the subtitle of the poem was actually given to himself and Lu Hengshan, he hurriedly read it. After reading, Hu Tongxue slapped the table and shouted, "Okay! Good! All right! What a 'leading spring breeze to the world', Lu Shoubei, you can also take a look, this kid, said your and my hearts!. ”

Lu Hengshan took it and was surprised and delighted, this poem is from a more intelligent perspective, which means that Hu and Lu are willing to do their best to benefit the people of Mizhou! Compared with Yao Changqing's direct expression of personal ambitions, the artistic conception is a step higher.

Before Zhao Huan could recover from the two similar poems, he was awakened by the sound of Hu Tongxue slapping the table. As soon as Lu Hengshan finished reading it, he stepped forward and took Song Zheng's poem. After reading it once, my face turned even paler, and I couldn't even speak.

Yu Huawen looked at Zhao Huan and whispered: "Hu Zhizhou, Chief Teacher, how should these two similar poems be handled?" Hu Tongxue was inconvenient to participate in the opinion, so he looked at Zhao Huan, Zhao Huan was ashamed in his heart, he didn't expect that the poem he carefully conceived was even inferior to Song Zheng's urgency. Hearing Yu Huawen's question, Zhao Huan opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything, and waited for a moment before saying: "Mr. Song's son, the three poems are good, and he deserves to be the leader." Yao Changqing and Gao Daquan's poems are the same, even if they are tied, they are ranked after Song Zheng. ”