"Ladies and gentlemen, please take a look at our test questions." Everyone's eyes followed the bustard's gesture.

On a piece of red cloth is written: Three, four, five, like a bow, fifteen or sixteen is majestic, everyone says that I am thirty years old, and twenty-eight or nine will be sent to the end.

In the end, the people in Qinglou were all talking about it, and Chen Yi took a look, isn't this the moon, how can it be so simple.

"Everyone present, the competition can't just let you guess the riddle, but after you guess the riddle, write a poem about the riddle, and we will reveal the answer together after a stick of incense." After the bustard finished speaking, he ordered someone to light an incense stick in the incense burner.

As the minutes ticked by, the last bit of ash on the incense fell.

"When the time comes, now please write the riddle on the note on the table, we will have a special person to pick up the note, and after the girl Yiyi reads it, she will choose the person who answered correctly and compose a poem on the spot."

"Table 1, Table 3, Table 5, Table 7, Table 12, Table 16, Table 22... Table 55, congratulations, the sons of the table seats, you can send a representative to participate in the poetry competition. ”

It's really a few happy and a few sad, all the people who were read to the table number laughed happily, and the sons who didn't read the table number looked at the people who looked at the table number helplessly.

Chen Yi was arranged to be the last person to appear to compose a poem, standing on the stage, looking at Liu Yiyi sitting in the center of the stage, and walked over.

"Miss Liu, I don't know if I can borrow your guzheng for a while."

"Childe, please use it." Liu Yiyi, with Xiaohong's support, stood up from the ground, stood to the left of Chen Yi, and looked at Chen Yi sitting on the ground.

Chen Yi lowered his eyes and face, immersed in the world he had created, his slender and graceful fingers danced the strings of the guzheng like flowing water, and Chen Yi sang with the beautiful voice of the guzheng:

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world. ”

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

The sound is like a butterfly about to fly, fluttering its wings, flowing clearly and brightly, and it seems that the distant sky outside the plug is precipitating clear light. Unconsciously, people have been attracted, and they are intoxicated with music and people.

The people present were deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves for a long time, and had never heard such a bad song.

"I don't know if this son, the poem he sings is the name of the harmony? Why has Yiyi never heard of it? ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I regretted it again, how could I be so abrupt today?

"Yiyi girl, this poem was written below, and the title is called Water Tune Song Head." Chen Yi was cheeky and lied, constantly saying in his heart that Brother Su Shi was sorry, I hope you have a lot of adults, don't be surprised.

"I know, I know, you must be colluding, otherwise with him, how can you make really good poems? In this way, not only Liu Yiyi's top brand is pushed out, but it can also make Jinfenglou famous, and we don't care if I want to return the money. A gorgeously dressed boy said loudly.

"Yes, we want to return the money, you Jinfenglou is too black-hearted." There are more and more people shouting for the return of the money, and the old bustard was immediately anxious when he heard it, if this continues, the reputation of Jinfenglou will stink, and who will come to Jinfenglou at that time.

"Just because you can't write poems like Childe and me doesn't mean I can't write them."

"If you can make an ancient poem about the moon, and the poem is not as good as the previous one, I will lie on the ground and learn how to bark." Zhu Ming said proudly.

"If you ask me to do it, I'll do it, doesn't it seem that I have no face."

"I'm afraid, don't dare, the bustard hurry up and return the money to us." Zhu Ming, who had a villain's face, said triumphantly.

"I don't know what you call Childe?" Chen Yi had already laid a trap for Zhu Ming in his heart, and he would wait for him to drill into it.

"Listen, my son's name is Zhu Ming, and my father is a bachelor in the Hanlin Academy."

Zhu Ming was secretly happy in his heart, how is it? I'm afraid, thinking that Chen Yi and the others will have to lie on the ground and learn to bark, I can't wait, and I don't want to waste a penny.

"It turned out to be a pig...... Childe, it's really a blessing to see the pig boy in the next life, the pig boy is not as good as us to increase the bet, in addition to the bet that the loser learns to bark the dog, we add five hundred taels of silver tickets to make a bet, I don't know if Zhu Gongzi dares to bet? ”

When Chen Yi heard this, the Zhu Gongzi in front of him turned out to be a second-generation official, how can the bachelor of the Hanlin Academy be counted as a fourth-grade official, the father has the ability, and the son is a loser at first glance.

"Okay, it's a deal."

Don't let me pass if you lose later, thinking that you can get five hundred taels of silver tickets for nothing, Zhu Ming was happy in his heart for a while.

There are no less than dozens of ancient poems about the moon in Chenyi's head, and after thinking about it, there are only Zhang Ruoxu's Spring River Flower Moon Nights.

"Spring River flowers moonlit night

The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together.

Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river!

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail;

The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen.

Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year?

Life has been infinite for generations, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried.

Who's going to be in the boat tonight? Where is Acacia Moon Tower?

Poor upstairs wandering for the moon, should be taken away from the makeup mirror.

The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned.

At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month.

The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water.

Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home.

The river flows to the end of spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward.

The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road.

I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon will shake the river trees. ”

People closed their eyes when Chen Yi read aloud, and a beautiful and distant picture of the moonlit night of the Spring River appeared in their minds.

"Good poetry, good poetry. To put it simply, it is born from one another, which makes people sad, and it is inevitable that there is affection, and they can't read it, and they can't get tired of reading. Youyun: The five words "Spring River Flower and Moonlight Night" are refined into a strange light, which cannot be separated and combined, and it is really a chemical hand. ”

"That is, on a moonlit night in the Spring River, the words are written with affection, thought, and reason."

"The sentence is renovated, a thousand wisps, in order to move the hearts and spleens of ancient and modern people, and the spirit and foolishness empathize. Its natural uniqueness is in the accumulation of hands, Wan'er into a chapter, so that the shallow people talk about the pattern, the words of singing, and the words of the lock, there is always no mouth. ”

"Layers of flexibility, such as peeling off the heart, do not feel the words are repetitive."

"A poem within a poem, a pinnacle of a pinnacle."

The sons and scholars who were originally standing behind Zhu Ming all rally around Chen Yi and talked happily, all saying words of praise, as if this poem was not made by Chen Yi but by himself.

"Zhu Gongzi, I don't know if this poem has entered your eyes." Chen Yi said deliberately sarcastically.

"How is this possible, how can you make such a good poem in this short period of time, I don't believe it, it's all fake, it's all fake." Zhu Ming kept saying that he couldn't accept this fact, in Zhu Ming's eyes, he was the most talented person in the world.

"Zhu Gongzi, look at the big bet between us......"

"Here, at this time, five hundred taels of silver tickets, please accept them."

Seeing Zhu Ming take out the silver ticket from his arms, he handed the silver ticket in his arms to Chen Yi with his teeth.

I didn't expect to make so much money in one day today, and the money came too easily.

"Pig boy, the money is given, you haven't learned to bark yet, Pig boy, where are you in a hurry, you don't want to sneak away by yourself, right?"

looked at Zhu Ming, who was about to slip out of the crowd, and pulled Zhu Ming back.