As soon as Zheng Yao's words came out, everyone present listened to it, and they were slightly unhappy in their hearts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although tonight is a poetry meeting, there is no requirement that every literati should compose a poem, except for a few people who study this way, most of the literati just come to join in the fun and go through the motions.

Everyone is a literati, and a good face is certain. If you don't have a good work, you are reluctant to show it for people to appreciate. Because once each poem is made on the spot, it must be written on paper and circulated according to the rules.

Tonight's poetry meeting, although each boat entertains itself and forms a small circle, is also connected by boats.

In addition to the boatman, there will be a special person waiting on each ship, and once someone composes a poem, a copy will be copied and sent to the organizer, and then multiple copies will be copied and distributed for all the literati at the poetry meeting to taste.

And when good poems are passed to the small pavilion, several adults will also comment on them and give a few comments.

There is no need to divide the ranking at the poetry meeting, if there are really a few good works, in fact, it is not easy to distinguish the high and low, after all, there is no specific standard for this thing. However, those poems that are not of sufficient level can be seen at a glance.

After tonight's poetry meeting, the good works will be sung by the girls in the Goolan place, and they will be widely circulated in Shilin. And those works that are too bad are likely to flow out of the mouths of some literati and become the topic of conversation and laughter nowadays.

Therefore, the literati who did not have good works in their hands were a little worried that their clumsy works would be embarrassing, and they laughed generously and became a joke in the scholars. Especially those well-known literati, they will not be stupid enough to dye themselves with such a stain.

Zheng Yao came prepared tonight, so naturally he didn't have such concerns. As early as a few days ago, he had already found someone to buy a good poem, just to make a show tonight.

The buying and selling of poetry does exist, but only in the minority.

For no other reason, most of the scholars who are willing to sell poetry are not too high, and the works sold are generally not good, but they are certainly not too bad. After all, if you make other people's money, you will smash your own signboard if you embarrass your employer at the poetry meeting.

It's just that I want to rely on a relatively ordinary work to make a name for myself, it's basically impossible, at most, it's a live performance, and a little to earn a name.

With this spare money, it is better to buy dozens of Cheng Wen and prepare for the imperial examination!

This is the truest thought in the hearts of many literati.

However, even if the people present had some complaints in their hearts, they would not raise objections on the spot, which would show that they were not confident enough and make people question their talents.

Zuo Guoji didn't have such concerns, frowned and said: "Brother Zheng's words are also reasonable, but I think that this matter cannot be forced, just do as you like." If you already have good poems and write them for us to enjoy, why ask for this? ”

He has always been a little arrogant, even if Zheng Yao already has a reputation for showing talent, he is just a Confucian boy, and he will not feel that the other party is much higher than his own talent because of this.

Moreover, Zheng Yao can have a few catties and taels, and Zuo Guoji can also see it.

This person's article is okay, but the poetry is not worth mentioning. He is so confident tonight, if it is not a poem that he bought, Zuo Guoji will not believe it.

As early as half a month ago, Zuo Guoji also had such an idea. Taking advantage of the fact that his brother-in-law happened to return to Kaifeng, he also asked for a poem about the autumn evening, and finally let Li Mengyang reprimand him, which can be regarded as an absolute idea.

"Brother Shunqi's words are wrong!"

Zheng Yao replied with a smile, glanced at Lu Cheng, who was sitting silently on the side, and then said: "Tonight is a poetry meeting, everyone here has great talents, so what's the harm in making a poem?" ”

Seeing Zuo Guoji's face uneasy, worried that the other party would refuse again, he hurriedly added: "We don't have to take the autumn night as the theme, just adapt to the occasion, it's better to use the 'moonlit night' as the theme, what does Brother Zuo think?" ”

Zuo Guoji's face softened a little, and he pondered for a while before nodding and saying, "Since Brother Zheng insists, then you will come first." ”

In fact, it is impossible to make a masterpiece on the spot. Those literati who had the intention to express themselves had already begun to brew and prepared in advance before the poetry meeting.

Previously, Zuo Guoji did make a song about autumn evening. It's just that even he himself feels that the level of that poem is insufficient, so he naturally doesn't want to be embarrassed in public. But if the title is 'Moonlit Night', it is much broader and more flexible, and he has a better work to deal with.

People are interested in composing poems, of course Lu Cheng will not refute them. As for Zheng Yao's request, he may not have to obey, and when it is his turn, he thinks that he has no good poems.

He is not like the literati of today, who fears that his reputation will be damaged in the slightest.

I'm really not good at poetry, and I can't prove that I'm not talented, right?

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it!

Lu Cheng also has his own thoughts in his heart. Although fame is a good thing, it is also easy to cause unnecessary trouble to yourself, and even unjustified disasters.

If he hadn't suddenly been hit by the case, how could someone say that he had cheated in the hospital trial and went to court because of this? If he hadn't happened to know Zuo Guoji, how could he have cleared the charge of fraud in the field so smoothly?

Recently, because of "Sound Rhythm Enlightenment" and Li Mengyang's visit, he has been out of the limelight. If you don't know how to be more restrained, it's likely that trouble will come.

Lu Cheng didn't expect that Zheng Yao would suddenly have such a proposal.

It's okay, just take advantage of tonight's poetry meeting to "lose" your own reputation!

Zheng Yao didn't chant out loud, but directly wrote down the poem he had prepared a long time ago and handed it to Yue Jiang, the student sitting next to him.

After Yue Jiang saw it, he smiled and praised a few words, and then continued to pass it to the side.

Everyone who has read his poems has basically praised two sentences without saying anything unpleasant.

After all, the sedan chair carries people, everyone can be regarded as friends, as long as the work is not too bad, it will basically win praise in the small circle.

As for how other literati will comment on it after it is circulated, it depends on the work itself.

The poem soon reached Lu Cheng's hands. He also only glanced at it a few times, praised the other party with a smile, and passed it on.

To be honest, the poem was okay, but it was nothing short of good.

It's not that Lu Cheng is arrogant, it's just that he has read too many poems, and there are countless good works, and it is normal for Zheng Yao to buy poems that can't get into his eyes.

He also admits that he can't make good poetry, but there is a saying, what does it say?

Haven't you ever eaten pork, haven't you ever seen a pig run?

Immediately afterwards, it was Li Lian's turn to write poetry. His poem is called "Bianzhou Nostalgia", and the whole poem has only four sentences, and he recited it in public: "Where are the flowers and stones now?" The lonely city was in tears. Jinliang Bridge last month, biased to the Song Dynasty Palace. ”

Lu Cheng nodded secretly when he heard this, Li Lian is just a sixteen-year-old boy who has not yet achieved fame, and it is indeed very remarkable to be able to make such a poem.

After Li Lian, it was naturally Zuo Guoji's turn. This guy's work is very long, and he stood there and wrote for a long time before stopping.

What he did was a song "Song of the Night", Lu Cheng took it in his hand and recited it softly: "The sinking and leakage of the night will be changed, and the moon in the east is high and the Milky Way is light." The beauty tunes the kite to promote the golden goose, and the song of the Qing song is broken ......"

“…… The waist branch flew alone, and the bell leak was exhausted and could not bear to return. Ask Yan is the daughter of the Dou family, what is right and wrong in the palm of the past? ”

After Lu Cheng finished reading it, he was a little impressed by Zuo Guoji.

originally thought that this talent was not as good as Li Lian, and the poetry must be worse, but I didn't expect that he was not inferior in poetry, and it was slightly higher than the one written by Zheng Yao.

Of course, this is only Lu Cheng's personal opinion, and it does not represent the majority.

As the saying goes, praise each other and make progress together. Everyone praised Zuo Guoji a few more words, and then someone asked, "It's Lu's turn next, right?" ”

Lu Cheng didn't expect to be mentioned so quickly, so he had to apologize: "I'm really sorry for you, I have an empty stomach tonight, and I really don't have any good works, so I won't make a fool of myself in front of you." ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, they didn't expect this Lu case leader to be so frank and straightforward, and he thought that he was "empty".

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