The talented man pointed to the team of red-clothed dukes and said: "This poetry altar will be the grandest program in Jinling every year, and it is famous far and wide. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAlmost all the famous talents in the Central Plains will come here. And the people who participated this year were extremely popular, also because the organizer of this year's poetry meeting was Chunxuanyuan. ”

Lin Qingyuan couldn't help but be stunned: "This Chunxuan Garden has such great ability?" He now had a little suspicion that Chunxuan Yuan was exaggerating, even if the name was high-sounding, after all, it was just a place to look for flowers and willows, could it withstand such a big event?

The genius said unquestionably: "Brother Tai's words are wrong! Speaking of this Chunxuan Garden, it is an extraordinary place, I heard that the girls in it are only selling their arts, not their bodies, and they are all as beautiful as flowers. ”

Lin Qingyuan was really taken aback, is he selling his art or not selling his body? This is not a **** chaste archway at the door, this is a big move!

"Not only that, but I heard that the Oiran Ji girl of the Chunxuan Garden is even more like a fairy, the color and art are unique, a song of Guangling scattered empty and ghostly inspiration, no one can compare, I don't know how many famous families come to see the style, but they are hard to find." Caizi said with reverence.

Lin Qingyuan listened to him for a while, and asked funny: "Then have you seen that Miss Ji?" ”

The talented man hurriedly waved his hand, afraid of insulting the goddess in his heart: "Miss Ji is the dragon and phoenix among people, which can I and other ordinary people see." After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh deeply for his regret.

Lin Qingyuan patted him on the shoulder and said: "Since you have said that you are not the only one, and you have never even seen the flower face of the Oiran after those famous families, in my opinion, that Miss Ji is a person who deceives her name and steals the world, and the three of them become tigers." ”

The talented man shook his head with a wry smile, and said to Lin Qingyuan: "This brother has unique insights, and Xiaosheng is ashamed of himself. ”

Lin Qingyuan was about to say more, but was interrupted by the sound of a gong. When he heard the sound, he looked towards the stage, and saw a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body walking on the stage, dressed in a red official robe, majestic and quiet.

"This man is the governor of Jinling, Ma Kui." The talented man whispered in Lin Qingyuan's ear.

Lin Qingyuan nodded in understanding, he didn't expect that this poetry altar would invite the governor to be the master of ceremonies, and then wait for the next step from Ma Kui, the governor of Jinling.

Master Ma coughed lightly, looked around the stage, and then said: "We Jinling, since ancient times, have been rich in treasures, outstanding people, and countless talented and beautiful people. I hope that all talents can do their best to meet friends with texts, and point to the end. ”

After Ma Kui finished speaking, he walked to the two gongs and drums, picked up the pestle and struck the gongs and drums, and there was a crisp sound of "blocking", and he announced loudly: "The poetry world will compete, start now!" ”

In an instant, the talents under the stage were ignited and began to be eager to try.

Lin Qingyuan watched the talented people squeeze forward, looked back at the eldest lady who was sitting on the chair, and asked, "Eldest lady, how will this poetry world be contested?" ”

Lin Wantong smiled and said: "You may not know the rules of this poetry club when you first arrive in Jinling, let me tell you." She thought for a while and said, "This rule is also simple, on the stage, every group of five people, according to the poem title drawn, five people in the half pillar of incense at the same time to answer the same topic, the top two in each group for the next round." After the poem is written, those who feel inferior can withdraw on their own, and if there is a dispute, the three judges on the scene will make a decision at their discretion. Those who advance will be placed in a private room, where the real talents and celebrities gather. ”

Lin Qingyuan somewhat understood, damn it, what's the difference between this and the draft? It's really simple and crude!

Lin Wantong continued: "And this third round of assessment is that you can participate in the poetry meeting. ”

"What? Let me compare poetry? Lin Qingyuan looked at Lin Wantong incredulously, and said strangely: "My eldest lady, you also know my literary talents, you can't even memorize the three-character scripture, let alone poetry and songs, aren't you chasing ducks to the shelves?" ”

Lin Wantong ignored his complaints at all and said, "You should know that this Lin Mansion's family is not so easy to do, and I exempted you from the second round of exams, and didn't you also say that you will have to break through the third round by yourself no matter what?" Want to retreat? ”

Lin Qingyuan secretly called Lin Wantong "old and cunning", and gradually understood, in fact, everything about the assessment was fake, and letting himself be Bai Ning's shield was Lin Wantong's real purpose! She must have known that she would be harassed by Bai Ning when she came to the poetry world, so she asked herself to come together and take advantage of the disagreement between herself and Bai Ning to fight against the invincible Bai Ning with her.

The adults are right, the more beautiful a woman is, the more clever she is!

Lin Qingyuan hung his head helplessly and walked towards the stage. Sooner or later, Lin Wantong will pay the price, and as for the price, of course, it will follow the master's thoughts.

I am a forensic professional, with my own literary skills, it is estimated that the first round of auditions is the material that will be eliminated, Lin Qingyuan doesn't care, the eldest lady only said to let him participate, and she didn't say that she wanted to be promoted, just do your best.

Lin Qingyuan was queuing up locally, looking at the promotions of the talents in front of him, and the elimination of those who should be eliminated, and the number of people gradually decreased.

One of the five people was sent to draw the test questions, and it happened that Lin Qingyuan was also in this group. The old man who drew the question was sweating nervously, and he almost fell down when he walked, Lin Qingyuan shook his head secretly and said, is he still coming to participate in the draft with this mental quality?

In Lin Qingyuan's thoughts, the old man had already pulled out the test questions, and then opened the topic sheet tremblingly, and read in a trembling voice: "Please... Willow... Words do one... Poetry Title. ”

Holy, what are you reading? Can you read it more smoothly, Lin Qingyuan shook his head secretly, it was difficult for him to write poems with willow trees, but it was not so unattainable.

As soon as the topic came out, the remaining four talents immediately started to move, and the ancient Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps, although it is exaggerated, but it is not out of reach, and a master of quick thinking can still do it.

"There is, there is, I have it!" At this time, one of the geniuses raised his hand and said loudly. Lin Qingyuan secretly laughed after hearing this, what do you have? Kids? Ha ha!

"Okay, let's listen to it!" A judge on the bench said.

"Yes, the student is right, Qingqing Yishu is sad, and he has been in the hatred of several people. For the farewell of the near capital gate, the long strip is folded to reduce the spring breeze. The genius said urgently.

"Good poetry! Good poetry! Lin Qingyuan nodded, this is a farewell poem of folding willows, because "willow" is homophonic to "stay", parting and giving willows expresses the inseparability and reluctance to part, and the meaning of reluctance to give up, it is a pity that he read it too hastily, and most of the sadness and sadness that should be lost are reluctant.

The three judges nodded, and after deliberation, they held up their cards at the same time and said, "Yes." Promotion! ”

The talented man shouted excitedly, looked at Lin Qingyuan and cheered, "Haha, I've been promoted, I've been promoted." ”

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