If you can't do it, you have to get out of Bianliang and never come back?

Xin Zhen grinned: "General Zuo Wei's bet is unfair, if you lose, you will not be able to return to Bianliang for the rest of your life, and Wang Xu, if you lose, you just need to apologize lightly?!" ”

"And what do you want?" Wang Xu's face was full of smiles, the more Xin Xi was so calculating, the more it showed that Xin Xi was poor in donkey skills, and he couldn't make poems related to autumn at all!

Xin Xi smiled faintly: "It's better to be the same, I lost and got out of Bianliang, and I can't come back for the rest of my life, you lose, and it's the same, how?!" ”

Wang Xu's face shook slightly, the steps of the Great Song Dynasty can all be in Bianliang, this is just like the steps of the Tang Dynasty in Chang'an, once you can't come back for the rest of your life, it means that you have no chance to do it in this life, if you can't follow the office, the Wang family will really be finished.

Although, Wang Shu felt that he would never lose, in his heart, Xin Shiyi would never be able to become a poem in seven steps, but he was not afraid of 10,000.

As Wang Shu fell silent, the atmosphere became a little awkward.

At this time, probably old and not so sharp, Ouyang Xiu on the side opened his mouth to mediate: "Change the bet!" It's a literary meeting, why bother with life and death? ”

Xin Zhen frowned slightly and didn't say much.

Wang Shu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's better to bet on your own family, and apologize for the loser." ”

Worth? Xin Xi was a little puzzled, his net worth was almost zero......

At this time, Xin Xi heard Wang Shu continue: "I take this West Garden as a note, if I lose, the West Garden house deed will be offered, and Xin Shiyi will take the 3,000 acres of fertile land in Hedong as a note, and if I lose, the land deed will be offered." Xin Shiyi, what do you think?! ”

It turned out that he was thinking about the 3,000 acres of fertile land occupied by the big house.

But will I lose?

Xin Zhen smiled faintly: "The West Garden is not enough, plus your Wang family's Xiaoniu Mountain has 800 acres of fertile land in the north of the mountain!" ”

Wang Shu gritted his teeth: "Okay, gentleman's word!" ”

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

The two high-fived each other as an oath.

Wang Shu laughed proudly: "The kung fu of saying this, I'm afraid I can take more than seven steps, Eleven Lang, with autumn as the theme, a poem, how about it?!" ”

Xin Xi smiled slightly, in this moment's effort, he not only talked about it anymore, but also quickly recalled the poems he had memorized before, isn't it just a poem with autumn as the theme?

The more opportunities he is given to perform, the more fame he can get!

"Good!"

Happily agreed, Xin Xi walked slowly, he was selecting, trying to pick out the most suitable poems for this time from his memory.

One step, two steps...... Seven steps.

Seven steps later, Xin Xi stood still, a confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip is pointing to the end of the world."

As soon as the first two sentences came out, everyone's eyes lit up slightly, since ancient times, those who wrote autumn were mostly sad and sad, but these two sentences were a kind of heroic, parting and heroic, the generosity and tragedy of Yan Zhao of the Warring States Period......

"Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers."

The people who were still immersed in the heroic parting mood suddenly froze.

Heroic turned into silent warmth in a blink of an eye...... There is a hint of indescribable in this warmth......

Especially Ouyang Xiu, the whole person stood up straight suddenly, and whispered over and over again: "Luohong is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers...... Turn into spring mud to protect the flowers......"

Zhang Zai got up suddenly, his face full of incredulity: "Today, I know that poetry also has a way!" ”

Shen Kuo chewed the poem carefully, his face flushed: "Eleven Lang is talented, Eleven Lang has great ambitions!" ”

Zhang Lin's face was full of confusion: "I also think this poem is good, but I am just ignorant, who will analyze one or two?!" ”

Xin Xi smiled slightly, thinking that Zhang Lin was a good person, and helped him enter the inner courtyard, he has been helping himself intentionally or unintentionally, unlike others, who said that they had written down their kindness, but in a blink of an eye, it was like forgetting it......

"Master Su is here, and it should be judged by Master Su!" There was a heckling.

Su Shi didn't care, just smiled faintly, put one hand behind his back, and said: "The highlight of this poem lies in the last two sentences. It refers to the fact that the falling flowers are by no means ruthless, and when the falling flowers turn into spring mud, they can also be willing to cultivate more new flowers. It symbolizes that for the sake of the world's major events, he is willing to use his remaining strength. It's just that this poem was written by Eleven Lang, and the first two sentences are a little abrupt, after all, there is no parting at this time, and Eleven Lang is not going to ride away. However, writing autumn in spring is inevitably a bit obscure and difficult, and it is also a good poem to be able to do so! ”

Xin Xi was embarrassed for a while, indeed, many poems cannot be copied, and if you really want to copy them, it is easy to have unreasonable places......

Ouyang Xiu suddenly laughed: "It's indeed a rare good poem, Eleven Lang, what's the name of this poem?!" ”

The original poem of "Ji ......" is Gong Zizhen's miscellaneous poem, and Xin Zhen almost blurted it out.

After a slight pause, Xin Xi smiled and said: "The name of the poem - Ouyang Gong was given to Ouyang Gong in the West Garden on the second day of the second month of February!" ”

Ouyang Xiu's eyes suddenly burst into a burst of light, and his body trembled slightly, he had paid too much for the Great Song Dynasty in his life, and at this time, receiving such a poem from Xin Xi that seemed to affirm his enthusiasm was really comforting!

"Good, good!" Ouyang Xiu said three good words in a row, and his eyes were slightly red.

Su Shi hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Ouyang Xiu: "Ouyang Gong, slow down." ”

Wang Shu is gone, how can Xin Shiyi really become a poem in seven steps? And this poem is clearly in Ouyang Gong's heart, how can this be? !

No, it must not be like that again!

"Xin Shiyi, there is also a poem with the theme of autumn! If you can't do it, you'll still lose! ”

Xin Xi smiled slightly, he had already prepared, it was the words of his own ancestor or descendant Xin Qiji...... Although the poem still seems inappropriate for him to make at this time, Wang Shu asked him to write autumn in spring, which is the best excuse for the poem to be a little inappropriate!

Seeing that Xin Xi seemed to open his mouth to come up with a poem, Wang Shu was afraid.

In a hurry, Wang Shu suddenly spoke: "Xin Shiyi, spring and autumn are opposite, you may not have prepared autumn poems and autumn words in advance!" ”

Xin Zhen frowned slightly, the first scumbag in the Northern Song Dynasty......

Before Xin Xi could speak, Ouyang Xiu frowned, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Jin Qing, why is this so?" If it's really a poem made by someone else, think for yourself, if you can make such an amazing poem, why do you have to give away the poem because of a little blockage? Who is willing to achieve such poems that can achieve great fame? ”

Yes, if someone can make such amazing poems, they can get a great literary name by going to a literary meeting, so why sell the poems to others to fake?!

Everyone in the audience thought like this, and their gaze at Wang Xuan had changed.

Wang Shu shuddered slightly, he knew that he had done another stupid thing, but the matter had come to this point, so he could only go all the way to the dark.

"What Ouyang Gong said is reasonable, but what I said is not impossible! This autumn word may indeed be prepared by him Xin Shiyi in advance, if you want me to admit defeat, then temporarily change the topic, with plum blossoms as the theme, make a poem! ”

"Why?" Shen Kuo was the first to roar out, glaring at Wang Shu angrily, he thought Wang Shu was so powerful before, but it was better to meet than to be famous!

Wang Xu's neck stiffened: "Otherwise, the bet will be canceled!" ”

Xin Zhen smiled, and he slowly took a step forward.

Wang Xu's face turned pale, and he took a step back sharply: "Xin Shiyi, everyone is a Sven person, and the gentleman speaks...... Hands-free ......"

Xin Xi was speechless for a while: "Don't do it, I agreed, take plum blossoms as the theme, and make words!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Xin Xi walked towards the small wooden bridge, and there happened to be a plum blossom on the edge of the wooden bridge.

"Fortune operator, Yongmei."

"Wine!" Xin Xi finished reading the name of the word plate and shouted.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

Shen Kuo quickly picked up the wine and handed it over.

"By the broken bridge outside the post."

"Loneliness opens without a master."

"It's already dusk and I'm alone, and it's even more windy and rainy."

"I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I am jealous."

"Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant."

A poem takes a sip of wine, Xin Zhen's face is full of bohemianism, and there is a little loneliness in his eyes, but unfortunately, no one in the entire Northern Song Dynasty will understand his loneliness.

After the words were finished, everyone in the venue was stunned.

Shen Kuo was speechless: "Eleven Lang, three times in a row and seven steps into a poem, the three capitals are poems that can be passed down through the ages!" Admire, admire! ”

"A good one, only fragrant!" Ouyang Xiu praised loudly, this poem once again hit his G-spot, in his life, he presided over the Qingli New Deal with Fan Zhongyan, several ups and downs, and later reformed the style of writing, I don't know how many people were jealous and ridiculed......

Da Su and Xiao Su's face was full of emotion, and Zhang Zai's eyes when he looked at Xin Zhen had turned into heartfelt appreciation!

Xin Zhen raised his head and looked at Wang Xu drunkenly: "Brother Jin Qing, are you convinced?" ”

Wang Xu's face changed sharply, how could it be!

Suddenly thinking of losing the 800 acres of fertile land in Xiyuan and Xiaoniu Mountain, Wang Xu's heart ached.

Although the Wang family is the founder of the country, it is a pity that he is a military general, after being released from the military power by Taizu Zhao Kuangyin with a cup of wine, the Wang family has fallen in more than 100 years, and once the 800 acres of fertile land is lost, it will really hurt the muscles and bones!

Wang Shu can't afford to lose!

"No, it can't be, you must have prepared it in advance! It doesn't count. Unless, Xin Shiyi, you have another poem, and another poem with the theme of chrysanthemum! ”

"Wang Xu, how can you be so brazen?!" Zhou Yong scolded angrily.

"It's shameless!"

"Damn, you came up with all the questions yourself, and in the end, you blame Eleven Lang for preparing in advance, it's really a joke!"

The scholars scolded angrily.

Wang Shu suddenly laughed: "Ridiculous, ridiculous, Xin Shiyi is not shameless for plagiarism, I am shameless?!" ”

"Wang Xu, I'll fuck your grandma, your ability to reverse black and white, I'm ashamed of myself! Fur is far away!! ”

Xin Zhen walked towards Wang Shu step by step, and said softly: "If you can't afford to lose, you can't afford to lose, I don't lack your net worth!" ”

As he spoke, Xin Xi bent down, picked up a broken brick on the ground, got up, and knocked out hard at Wang Xu's head.

With a muffled "bang", Wang Shu stretched out his hand and pointed at Xin Xu, his eyes full of incredulity.

"Eleven Lang, what are you doing?" Zhang Zaigao drank and quickly rushed over.

Xin Zhen smiled, casually raised the wine bottle, poured a big sip, looked at Wang Xu, who fell to the ground softly, and said loudly: "Zi said: Do you use bricks to beat people?" It's a lot of fun......"

"Eleven Lang is drunk......" Shen Kuo, Zhou Yong, and Zhang Lin quickly stopped the angry Zhang Zai.

Su Shi shook his head and said, "Send General Zuo Wei to the infirmary first, and take Shiyi Lang to rest in Cunzhong." The rest of the things will be talked about when Eleven Lang wakes up! ”

Zhang Zai turned his head, his face full of incredulity.

saw Ouyang Xiu chuckling: "Just do what Zizhan said!" ”