When the second pillar of incense was lit, the talented men stood up and softly recited the psalms they had made.

Almost everyone's theme is 'first sighted' love, Xu Xian listened to a few songs, and he had no interest, and he didn't write as well as those poets who have been praised through the ages, and there was almost no novelty, and there were some disease-free moans over and over, Xu Xian felt that it was better to eat vegetables.

"In Suzhou Xu Ansheng, recite a poem, please appreciate it."

Xu Ansheng cleared his throat and made a pose that he felt was the most handsome.

"The flowers of the south go to the north, and the water from the east comes back to the west. The autumn water pool bears the spring breeze, and the bright moon leaps night and night. ”

"This is not bad...... Bai Suzhen nodded, "I feel a little bit of taste." ”

Xu Xian sighed when he heard this, thought about it for a while, and still ate a mouthful of food, these talents are actually quite talented, but if there is no poem that can be praised through the ages, Xu Xian still feels regretful.

'First Meeting', Can It Only Be Applied to Love? Everything in the world has a time of 'first sight'!

"Xu Gongzi's poem, the artistic conception is there, but dare to ask Xu Gongzi, the first time you meet your sweetheart, is it possible that there is no beauty at all?" Yan Yuyao gently stroked the broken hair around her ears, "Could it be that at the first sight, you expected that there must be different sides of the sky, one is autumn water, and the other is spring breeze, leaving a sense of sorrow and hatred?" ”

Xu Ansheng was speechless, his face was embarrassed, he arched his hand at Yan Yuyao, and quietly retreated.

Yan Yuyao sighed lightly, "Actually, Xu Gongzi, this song can be regarded as the best artistic conception now, Yu Yao has some selfishness, all the talented people and talented women just now, some are better in terms of literary talent, and some are not far behind in emotion, but in Yu Yao's opinion, Xu Gongzi's song is more in line with the artistic conception of the first meeting." ”

Everyone was in an uproar, and Gonggong Liu frowned, "Please also ask Miss Yan to solve your doubts." ”

Yu Yao also knows that the first meeting should be beautiful, but the first meeting is not eternal, the feeling of the first meeting, just that moment, the feeling is still there, but the Yiren is gone. Although Yu Yao didn't want to admit it, she had to face the empty hatred ......"

The talents fell silent suddenly, and the sighs in the field sounded faintly, maybe it was the girl who had seen her for the first time......

Xu Ansheng's face was slightly red, and the tips of his nose lit up with excitement, Yan Yuyao's words meant that he was almost the first place, how could he not be excited?

Zhuo Tianhao turned his head to look at the third pillar of incense that was about to burn out, "Are there any other talented people who have masterpieces?" If there is no ......"

"I have!" Wu Nianqiu took a deep breath, took the strange musical instrument, and slowly walked up.

He walked slowly, but steadily, and he could see that he had a lot of courage.

"Revenge in Xia Wu, Qiantang people!"

Xu Xian raised his head sharply and put down his chopsticks, "Where did you say you are from?" ”

"Qiantang people."

"Why haven't I heard of you?"

Wu Nianqiu looked at Xu Xian's face, and his whole body trembled a little with excitement for some reason, he calmed down a bit, and then said respectfully, "I left Qiantang two months ago, and I arrived in Nanjing, ready to participate in the talent banquet, my lord doesn't know, and it should be." ”

Xu Xian nodded, "Qiantang...... Have your relatives contacted you? ”

Wu Nianqiu's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he paused for a long time before he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, "If you go back to the adult, my mother and little sister have already died tragically under the sword of the Japanese Kou, leaving only my father and the villain to rely on each other......"

Wu Nianqiu's voice spread throughout the field, and everyone slowly closed their mouths, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more solemn.

Xu Xian's fists clenched and loosened, released and clenched, and he was silent for a long time, and sighed when he looked up to the sky, "I'm sorry!" It's my incompetence......"

"No!" Wu Nianqiu roared angrily and knelt on the ground with a thud, "My lord, if it weren't for you, Qiantang would have been ruined, there would not be a single living person, and it would not be only my mother and sister who died, if it weren't for you, I don't know how many families would have been ruined." ”

Wu Nianqiu reached into his arms and took out a thick stack of white cloth and covered it on top of the instrument.

"My lord, my father has repeatedly told me from Qiantang to send me letters from Kuaima that if I can meet my lord at the banquet of talented people, I must present this thing to my lord with the signatures and blessings of all the people!"

Wu Nianqiu picked up the things in his hand, "My lord, when you are leaving, the people of Qiantang can't send each other, and this musical instrument is made by the craftsmen of Qiantang and sent it quickly." The people of Qiantang were grateful for the kindness of the adults, but they could not repay it, so they had to entrust my father to let me dedicate it to the adults."

"Please take it!" Wu Nianqiu held this object high, and tears flowed down his cheeks in his eyes.

Zhuo Tianhao was startled, lifted the hem of his clothes, ran down the high platform, took the things, turned around and ran up the high platform, and handed it to Xu Xian.

Xu Xian took this instrument and knew what it was, this was the guitar...... He had forgotten when he mentioned it in Qiantang......

stood up silently, opened the white cloth, a half-human length white cloth, the front and back were full of small names, and the typos were pushed, but Xu Xian burst into tears.

At this moment, Xu Xian felt that everything he did was worth it, and he had never been so fortunate that he had once been a hundred households in Qiantang.

Wu Nianqiu stood up and wiped the tears from his face.

"Since today is the title of 'First Meeting', I will also write a poem to feel the family letter of my 'First Meeting' father."

"One night of thunder and family letters, the sea of blood overturned, floated and sank. I didn't see yin and yang for three days, and I missed Huangquan Road at a glance. And ask where are the people going? Iron-clad and strong! The people will come from the west to the east, and the wolf smoke will refine the heroic soul everywhere! The day before yesterday, the red glow reflected the sunset, and tonight the sword light against the sword shadow. The family is ruined, the people are dead, and the widows do not return if they are not removed! A hundred battles to die, a thousand battles to return? However, the fire is invincible to the prosperity, and I would rather lose my liver and gallbladder, and I am Lang Lang! ”

Wu Nianqiu sniffed, his gaze swept over everyone, and he suddenly turned around and bowed to the ground.

"My lord, my original name was Wu Wuchou, but now I have changed my name to Wu Nianqiu! This revenge will not be avenged, and the revenge will not return! Wu Nianqiu raised his head, "I have decided to go back to Qiantang and join the army, if I can meet adults on the battlefield in the future, fight side by side, slaughter all the widows, and have no regrets in this life!" ”

"Good...... Okay, what a 'Wako doesn't get rid of the soldier and doesn't return!' Xu Xian nodded, slowly walked down the high platform, stretched out his hand to help Wu Nianqiu, and said solemnly, "One day, we will definitely fight side by side, slaughter the Japanese Kou, and I will be Lang Lang Qiankun!" ”

Xu Xian patted Wu Nianqiu's shoulder, tears kept flowing from the corners of his eyes, "Thank you, thank you, for making me understand the meaning of my existence, if I don't get rid of the Japanese Kou for a day, I Xu Xian will never die!" I'm going to keep this life and take revenge! ”