Yang Dewen heard the words read out of Wang Wenzheng's mouth, it was actually this song when the bright moon was there, and he immediately felt a little incredible, this is the Northern Song Dynasty in another world, Su Shi's most famous Mid-Autumn Festival, this word came out, no one in the world dared to write the Mid-Autumn Festival words anymore, it was really this Fengqiu song is too classic, no one can surpass it.

But why did this famous Mid-Autumn Festival poem come out of Wang Wenzheng's mouth, could it be that he is also a person who has traveled from the 21st century?

Although Wang Wenzheng is known as the genius boy of Daqin, Yang Dewen has never heard of it, and among the poems written by Wang Wenzheng, there are poems that have appeared in another world.

"Miao Miao! What did you just write on the paper? ”

Yang Dewen looked at Miao Miao with questioning eyes and said.

"Didn't I just write what I was not ashamed to read? Do you want to ask even if you know it? Miao Miao said with some pride.

"Where did you see this Mid-Autumn Festival? When did you run into my room? Yang Dewen said with an unkind face.

"It was last night! Princess Yurong's sister asked someone to send you some books, and then they asked those people to send the books directly to your room.

I accidentally saw those words you wrote, and after reading them, I thought they were pretty good, so I remembered them.

It's not all your fault, I always ask Sister Er to ask us to memorize this and that, so that when people see those poems now, they can't help but memorize ....... Miao Miao glared at Yang Dewen fiercely with big eyes, and said very unhappily.

Yang Dewen is a little helpless to Miao Miao, a little girl, during the period of living in the Ming Palace, when he has nothing to do at night, Yang Dewen will practice his brush calligraphy.

Now that it's this time, and it's a showman who reads, if you can't even write a beautiful calligraphy, it's really shameless.

Fortunately, after practicing calligraphy from time to time, plus when I was in the 21st century, when I was studying, I also practiced some time, and now I write the brush characters, although I dare not say that compared with calligraphy, but I am finally worthy of my identity as a talent.

"His Majesty the Emperor of Great Qin, Cen Xiangye, Wang Sai Wine, although the Mid-Autumn Festival poem made by Wang Sai Jiu can be called amazing, but in the first game, our two countries are compared with poetry,

Zhou Wenyan and Zhou Yushi of our Hu Chu State made a poem, logically speaking, your country's king sacrificial wine should also make a poem, so that it is good, compare a high and low, but now your country's king sacrificial wine, but it is a Mid-Autumn Festival word, although this is a Mid-Autumn Festival word is very clever, but a poem and a word is really not good comparison! Zhao Yan, the third prince of Huchu State, said.

This gamble is related to the future of the third prince Zhao Yan, as the third prince of Huchu State, although he is smarter than the eldest prince and the second prince, but because he ranks third, on the road to inheriting the throne, he is destined to go more difficult than the first two, and pay much harder.

Although there are no strict rules for the succession to the throne of Huchu State, it must be the eldest prince who takes over the throne, but under normal circumstances, as long as the eldest prince does not make too many mistakes, among the other princes, there is no prince who is particularly good, and it is basically inherited in the order of the eldest and youngest.

The eldest prince of Huchu State is named Zhao Yan, although it is not a big difference in all aspects, but Zhao Shuo, the emperor of Huchu State, has not issued a decree to crown him as the crown prince for a long time.

The ministers of the Huchu State generally knew that this was done by Emperor Zhao Shuo, and the purpose was to let the three most outstanding princes compete with each other in order to find the best suitable candidate to inherit the throne of the Huchu State.

For the eldest prince Zhao Yan, the third prince Zhao Shuo is nothing more than the biggest threat to his succession to the throne, and he wants to get rid of it as soon as possible.

The third prince, Zhao Shuo, originally had no intention of competing for the crown, but who made him too smart! His talent and ability deeply made the eldest prince Zhao Yan feel jealous.

Now there are only two ways in front of the third prince Zhao Shuo, either don't fight for anything, and wait for the day when the eldest prince Zhao Yan ascends the throne, his best fate will be house arrest for life, and there is even a great chance that he will be killed by Zhao Yan, the eldest prince who became the emperor as soon as he ascended the throne.

In order to survive and live better, the third prince Zhao Shuo must win his father's other eyes on him, and finally successfully snatch the throne, so that he can live without worries.

"What the three princes mean is that let the two of them each compose another poem or lyrics, so that they can judge which of them has better poems and whose words are better, is this what it means?" Zuo Xiangcen Wenyi said.

"That's right, as long as your country's royal sacrificial wine can make another poem that overwhelms the poem just made by Zhou Wenyan and Zhou Yushi of our Huchu Kingdom, then in this poetry competition, our Huchu Kingdom will be willing to admit defeat." The third prince looked at Zhou Yanwen and said.

As for asking Zhou Wenyan to write another poem to overwhelm the Mid-Autumn Festival words made by Wang Wenzheng just now, the third prince Zhao Shuo has lost hope, the only thing is hope, Wang Wenzheng's next poem can't overpower the poem Zhou Wenyan just made, so he can barely say it's a draw.

As soon as the words of the three princes came out, although it was a bit far-fetched, many people felt that this was the truth, because some people were good at composing poems, and some people were good at filling in words. It's really not easy to compare.

Wang Wenzheng also has a hard time, although he is the champion genius of the Great Qin State, but when it comes to achievements in poetry, he still focuses on filling in the words.

In fact, this is a phenomenon that the literati of this era are almost all similar, and the literati of this era fill in far more words than the poems they write, and they are also more accomplished.

And the poem that Zhou Yanwen of Hu Chu State wrote just now has undoubtedly reached a new realm, and Wang Wenzheng asked himself if it was difficult to write a poem that was at a higher level than the poem Zhou Wenyan had just written.

"What should I do?" Wang Wenzheng and Cen Wenyi thought of this question at the same time.

"It's a disaster, it seems that Wang Wenzheng, the son of the country, is the wine of the country, and it is difficult to win!" Yang Dewen looked at the faces of Wang Wenzheng and Cen Wenyi on the stage, and thought in his heart.

"Your Majesty! In this game, let's recognize the tie, right? After hesitating for a while, Wang Wenzheng stepped forward and said to Emperor Qin Kaiyuan with some shame.

"What to do? Isn't that Mid-Autumn Festival song you just made very good? I didn't expect that Aiqing could make such an excellent good word, and it is not an exaggeration to say that there is no one before or since, and I believe that Aiqing will definitely be able to do it if she plays an extraordinary role and makes a wonderful poem. Qin Kaiyuan said cheerily for Wang Wenzheng.

"Your Majesty! The Mid-Autumn Festival poem that Mingyue had at what time was not actually written by the minister, but someone had already put it in the drawer of the desk......"