In a moment, the time for a pillar of incense was almost up, but Chen Liang didn't see what Chen Shiqi and Xu Ang wrote in the end.

The presiding bustard set up one person on the first and second floors, and the person who wanted to write it handed in the number plate and the poem together, and the three of them went to hand over the sign, Chen Shiqi and Chen Liang walked in front, and Xu Ang was in the back.

Suddenly, a pebble flew over, hitting the back of Xu Ang's head, Xu Ang looked, and saw Leshui downstairs dressed in men's clothes, holding a sword in his left hand, pointing to the side of the sign with his right, and then pointing at Xu Ang, and then making a movement to wipe his neck. Xu Ang was taken aback.

This girl threatens me, if I hand in this poem today, she will kill me like this, thinking that she will earn her fifty taels of silver, so she simply doesn't go, turns around and sits down, Leshui sees that he is so well-behaved, but he is comforted!

After a while, Chen Shiqi and Chen Liang came back after handing over the sign, and saw Xu Ang sitting there, there were more people in the place where the sign was handed over, so they didn't pay attention, thinking that Xu Ang had already handed it over, and they didn't care when they came back to wait for them. The three of them sat there and laughed with the girl who was sitting with them, waiting for the results to come out.

But after a cup of tea, an old bustard walked up to the second floor and said

"Everyone! Ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet! Waiting until everyone was quiet, he continued, "After the unanimous decision of the judges!" This time, there were two people who won the first prize! ”

There was an uproar in the audience, two? Does this smiling girl want to give it to two people? Could it be? Everyone had a dirty thought in their hearts. I want to know which two people it is. I don't know if there is himself in either of them.

When everyone was quiet, the old bustard said again

"These two people are Liu Gongzi of 208 and Xu Gongzi of 219! We've got two of you here! Everyone is welcome! ”

Seeing this, Xu Ang didn't understand, this was really a shady scene, and he immediately lay on the table and laughed, laughing and laughing, and a piece of paper wrapped in a wooden card fell from his arms.

Liu Dong and Xu Wenchong walked to the front of the pavilion, many people in Baihualou didn't know them, and they just thought that these two people's poems were well written, and when people who knew them saw it, they understood that there was a shady scene, and they didn't want to offend people, and they didn't want to say it, and they spent two hundred taels of silver, and it was a bigger loss to offend these two people.

"Take out the poems they wrote and read them!" The person downstairs shouted, and then everyone woke up, this loss is a loss, you have to know how you lost.

The old bustard smiled slightly, clapped his hands, and three girls came over, holding a picture scroll in the middle, and each person on both sides of the party held a piece of rice paper, which should be the work of these two sons.

The old bustard said

"I'll read to you the masterpieces of these two sons now, this one is Liu Gongzi's,

I was shocked to hear that the Liao bandits broke Beitai, and they wanted to go to the thief village with their bows! Fishing on the Bijiang River in his spare time, Jin Ge Iron Horse falls into a dream! ”

What he said was that he was indignant when he heard that the Liao soldiers had captured Beitai County, and wanted to pull his sword and bow to kill the enemy, but he couldn't go, and he could only go fishing on the river alone to exercise his mind. The mood of the poem is good

Everyone's heard! Cheer in unison! This poem is average, but this momentum is also good, and the person who can write such a poem is also a talent, and everyone is convinced, and the son who wrote the cooking fish into the stomach stomped his feet, hey! Why can't I think of such a simple sentence?

Liu Dong is the son of the chief soldier, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, but he has some skills, and he is quite complacent in his heart, so he stepped forward and arched his hand to say hello to everyone. This poem is in line with his identity and heart.

"This one is Xu Gongzi's work, and I will read it to you

The sunset sinks down and presses the birds, the water bursts drive the fish, the song is on the raft fishing river, and the foot is on the Qingbo Forget Beijing Division.

Flying birds and swimming fish are the scenery in the painting, and Xu Wenchong used the flying birds to be pressed, and the swimming fish were driven to compare his situation to be really difficult, and later wrote that since his situation is not good, he can only place his affection on the landscape, but between this landscape and fishing, he stepped on Qingbo and forgot many troubles and forgot the capital that wanted to be an official. This poem is really rare. And it goes well with the picture of this river wave fishing. The topic is also deep

When everyone heard this, they immediately applauded! If Liu Dong's artistic conception was applauded, then Xu Wenchong's song was even better, and Xu Wenchong also went to greet everyone. I was unhappy

"My poem is much stronger than Liu Dong's, and I said that the title is a picture, although Liu Dong's poem is okay, but it really doesn't match much with this Jiangbo fishing map." Thinking in my heart, seeing Liu Dong and the old bustard secretly making some eye contact from time to time, I understood in my heart,

"My father and his father are not in harmony, and I am not in harmony with him, could it be that Liu Dong specially found someone to kill me today?"

The old bustard was also instructed by others, and said with a smile

"The two sons are talented, but we only have one girl with a smile, so what can we do?"

There was a commotion in the audience, yes, what can I do? A female colleague and two husbands are not successful, and everyone is evil

The old bustard saw that the effect of hanging his appetite had been achieved, and then it was time to announce an extra match, which was also instructed before. So she said, she didn't dare to do anything that offended this Xu Gongzi, but someone dared to do it, and since this person dared to do this, she naturally couldn't refuse, and there was no way to refuse, unless she didn't want to live.

"In that case, this competition 。。。。。。"

"This competition is won by our second son Xu!" Before the bustard's extra game was finished, a person next to him said loudly.

Everyone looked and saw Chen Liang and the two goods walking out with a sign and a piece of paper with a smile, which was clearly what he said.

Xu Ang understood that there was a shady scene when he heard that it was Liu Dong and Xu Wenchong, imagine that there were more than 100 people participating in the competition, could they all be straw bales like Chen Liang? No way! There must be someone who writes poetry well. However, the so-called literature has no first, and there is no second martial arts. There's too much room for this dark box operation. As long as this Xu Gongzi is not a straw bag, there must be him!

The eldest son of a high-ranking official will be a straw bag? No way! And what would be the opponent of such a person? It can't be either! So the last person will definitely be these two! As a result, Xu Ang guessed completely! Laughing and laughing, the poems and signs that were carried in his arms fell down and were picked up by Chen Liang! When Chen Liang saw it, he immediately admired it in his heart, so there was this scene.

Chen Liang is a bad person, and his father is just a head catcher, so he is just a very small person, but he is not worried about what these two princes will do to him, there is no intersection, and for fun, he really didn't think about it so much.

"Xu Gongzi! Liu Gongzi! The poems written by the two of you today are really not as good as my brother Xu Zixuan. Chen Liang made a gesture, leaving room in his words

"Oh? Take a look. Xu Wenchong said with a smile, took the paper and waist card from Chen Liang's hand, opened it, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he walked to the Jiangbo fishing map to take a closer look, and immediately nodded again and again, laughed, and said

"It's really Xu Zixuan who won the first prize today!"

Everyone was shocked! This Xu Gongzi's poems are very well written, could it be that this Xu Zixuan writes so well, everyone is a boy who comes out to play, and it is not easy for one to write poems to convince another person who writes very well! They all looked at Xu Wenchong curiously.

"Don't worry, everyone! Let's take a look at this picture for a moment! After speaking, I will expand the picture and show it to everyone. It's almost there, he said

The lone heron flew and roared, and the green pine probe didn't dare to ask.

There are old men boating on the river, and they are fishing for Chinese. “

The onlookers were suddenly shocked, and carefully observed the painting, this picture of Jiangbo fishing, is a person boating on the river fishing, there is a bird flying high on the green hill opposite, near the riverside, on the strange stone, a moment of pine trees growing obliquely, as if to explore the water surface. And what is different from the ordinary river wave fishing is that although this fisherman is dressed in a robe, holding a rod in his right hand, he is holding a book in his left hand and reading it with relish, and he does not seem to regard the fishing rod on his right hand as a thing, and the buoy has been rippling in a circle, but he is unaware of it. If you don't look closely, you won't be able to find the book in the hand of the fisherman, here is a fisherman, clearly a hermit who retreats to the countryside! And Xu Ang's poems are even better.

"The lonely heron is frightened and half-chirps" The heron who hunted small fish by the river was frightened and flew up, called half a sound but did not call, to write the stillness of the movement, to be able to hear the half-chirp of the heron, to set off the silence of the environment, I don't know that the heron was too surprised to only call out half a voice and then lost its voice? Or did you just scream for fear of disturbing the silence around you and the people who were fishing, and swallowed the second half of the sound back?

"The green pine probe didn't dare to ask" The green pine on the shore, hearing the cry of the flying heron, probed over, looked at it, and then seemed to see something, but he didn't dare to ask. Since then, the whole painting has been permeated with a quiet and eerie atmosphere, what is it that is strange that makes the whole world quiet?

It turns out that ah! There was an old man boating on the river, he was holding a fishing rod obliquely, but he didn't fish, and he actually fished the whole article in the river! Do you think it's interesting? Strange, you say, isn't it strange? It is for the old man who is boating on the river, and he is fishing for Chinese.

Such a painting, paired with such a poem, can be described as natural, and Xu Ang was able to observe the most subtle and important details of the whole painting in a short period of time, and write this poem, this observation and talent can be described as amazing.

When the picture scroll went around downstairs, everyone understood that Xu Ang's poem was definitely the first today! Although the verse itself is not a masterpiece of the world! But if this painting is painted by a famous artist, it is accompanied by this poem! When it can be regarded as a thousand gold, it will not be changed.

"He's the onion? Everyone wrote the poem between a pillar of incense, and after such a long time, who knows where he copied it from? Liu Dong saw that the matter was about to be stirred up, so he quickly jumped out and said

There are also people in the audience who are chattering, this is really unfair, everyone is the same topic, the same time, this is definitely not counted if it exceeds the time.

(Author's words: Unless the plot requires, generally speaking, I won't be a thief in the literary world, the poems and songs quoted will be marked with the author, if you see a poem without an author, that's what I wrote, if you don't indicate the author, it's written by the characters in the book, that's right!) It's really what they wrote! - 3,000 words in a chapter, these don't count the word count)