All the whispers suddenly froze, and the atmosphere of the audience became subtle and awkward.

Lord Xiao Liao didn't care about the reactions of the talents, looked at the poems copied on the note, and read aloud in a frustrated voice:

"The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

The lover complains about the night, and he is lovesick at night!

The candles are extinguished, and the light is full, and the clothes are dewed.

It's unbearable to give away, and it's a good time to sleep. ”

After reading the poem, Lord Xiao Liao swept his eyes over everyone and asked with a smile, "What do you think of this poem?" ”

There was a dead silence in the audience.

Of course, the poem is a superb poem, but this poem is not from the Shoushan Poetry Society, especially since it is written by Xu Xian, whom they have just criticized and ridiculed.

Also, the poem came out too early.

With such a superb poem pressed, who else is embarrassed to write another poem tonight?

I don't know the rules so much, this Xu Xian!

Everyone was scolding in their hearts.

"Yuan Li thinks this poem is excellent enough to spread the world." Li Yuanli was the first to stand up and said loudly.

It is said that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, but he knows that compared with Xu Xian, his poetry talent is beyond the reach of dust, so it is better to flatter Xu Xian publicly.

One, you can gain a good reputation for humility; Second, you can please Xu Xian, and then buy poems from Xu Xian in the future.

Everyone present, including Lord Xiao Liao, never expected that the first person to stand up and affirm Xu Xian's poem was Li Yuanli, and he gave a very high evaluation.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Lord Xiao Liao couldn't help but ask, "Do you really think so?" ”

"Yes." Li Yuanli said seriously, "Xu Xian is talented, and Yuanli is ashamed of himself." ”

Even Li Yuanli, who had just been praised by Lord Xiao Liao for his poetic talent by depreciating himself in public, said so, how could others say that they wanted to pick and belittle Xu Xian's poems again?

"Haha, good! It's rare that you have that capacity. Lord Xiao Liao smiled appreciatively, and finally comforted Li Yuanli, "Your poetry is not bad, you don't have to be presumptuous." Sit down. ”

After Li Yuanli sat down, Lord Xiao Liao turned his head and asked Lord Lu, the county school, and asked, "Lord Lu, what do you think?" ”

The county school is in charge of the academic examination of the scholars of a county, and participates in important decisions in the county government, although the power is not as good as that of the county and the main book, but it is not trivial. In particular, Xu Xian's scholarly status was under his jurisdiction.

"The lower officials think that this poem is a high-quality poem, and it will definitely be able to leave the state capital." After pondering for a while, Lord Lu replied, "I guess it's tonight's first poem." ”

Lord Xiao Liao nodded in agreement, although Qiantang County is full of humanities, but a superb poem that can be passed on to the world is more than enough to be the head poem of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Hearing that Lord Xiao Liao and Master Xuezheng Lu admired Xu Xian's poem so much, all the talents completely gave up the idea of belittling Xu Xian's poem, but regretted that they were too slow to react, and they were actually robbed of the opportunity by Li Yuanli.

"It's a pity that Xu Xian went to another poetry club," Lord Xiao Liao couldn't help but say, "I'm going to the capital tomorrow, and I can't catch a glimpse of the young man in my hometown." ”

Master Xuezheng Lu immediately said: "Xiaguan immediately sent someone to summon him over." ”

"Not quite right, right?" Lord Xiao Liao said with some hesitation.

Xuezheng Lu said: "This is the duty of the lower officials. Xu Xian, as a young talent in our county, didn't want to take the initiative to listen to the teachings in front of the knowledgeable adults, and didn't want to gather with the elite talents of our county to communicate and improve, but he was willing to fall into the Zhilan Poetry Club, since the lower officials knew, how could they not immediately call him to him and severely reprimand him and order him to reform himself? So as not to ruin our county's Yiliang Caipuyu. ”

"In that case, then you should do your duty." Lord Xiao Liao nodded and said, "My Liao Mansion can send someone to cooperate with you." ”

"Thank you, sir." Master Xuezheng Lu thanked him in turn.

Master Xuezheng Lu immediately wrote a summons order, and then handed it to the steward of the Liao Mansion, asking the steward of the Liao Mansion to send a carriage to take Xu Xian to the Shoushan Poetry Club.

After dealing with Xu Xian's affairs, Lord Xiao Liao said encouragingly to all the talents under the seat: "Xu Xian's "Moon Huaiyuan" is very good, but don't be discouraged. The words of the sages are in the past, but we are no longer speaking? Such a beautiful Mid-Autumn Festival, how can there be only one poem? Tonight, you all open your hearts, open up your wisdom and learning, and add bright light to our Qiantang County. ”

"Your Excellency is right." Master Xuezheng Lu immediately echoed, and then raised his voice to the students, "You still don't give full play to your talents and make poems to present to adults for tasting?" ”

As soon as the voice fell, a talented man immediately stood up first, and said with a smile: "The two adults taught me a lesson." Inspired by the two adults, the student Zhao Xuan's mind was unprecedentedly clear, his talent was unprecedentedly active, and a poem was naturally generated in his heart. ”

The other talented people who didn't have time to stand up first all secretly scolded that genius shamelessly in their hearts, who doesn't know that your poem has been prepared for at least a month.

Of course, it is impossible for them to say it, because they are also ready to have at least one Mid-Autumn Festival poem.

Although the Shoushan Poetry Club is the highest level poetry club in Qiantang County, the poetry meeting is basically improvisation poems with designated propositions on the spot, but it also retains the traditional program of writing poems with the proposition of the moon and the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Lord Xiao Liao and Master Xuezheng Lu also knew it, and they smiled and said, "Very good." Read your poems out there for everyone to enjoy. ”

The talented Zhao Xuan immediately read his poem out in public.

After Zhao Xuan read out his poems, the other talents scrambled to stand up to read their poems.

However, it is obviously impossible, Lord Xiao Liao asked all the talented people to put their poems on paper, and then pass them on and select them slowly, and then choose good poems for public appreciation.

The atmosphere and processes have returned to normal order.

……

However, it was said that Xu Xian felt that the time was almost up, so he released Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" at the Zhilan Poetry Conference, which caused the audience to be amazed and shocked.

Ji Xiong, the head of the Ji family, also thought that this poem was excellent, and deliberately turned sideways and whispered to ask Mr. Jiang, a famous private school he specially invited to do tonight's poetry tasting, how was it.

"This is a high-quality poem, enough to cause a sensation in Lin'an City." Mr. Jiang said a little excitedly, "Congratulations to the owner, tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club will be the first poem of our Zhilan Poetry Club!" ”

When Ji Xiong heard this, he immediately laughed happily.

Ji Gao, who was sitting next to him and eavesdropping, breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at Xu Xian, and was grateful, thinking that if he really got the first poem, he would also thank Xu Xian privately for dozens of taels of silver.

After being complimented by Ji Xiong and others, Xu Xian felt that it was not interesting to continue to sit down, so he got up and said goodbye.

Ji Xiong was not displeased at all, and immediately sent Xu Xian off the boat with a smile on his face, and arranged for a carriage to send Xu Xian home.

contributed a head poem, what else could he not be satisfied with? What's more, Xu Xian is a disciple of Zhang Jingming, and he is so talented that anyone with a discerning eye knows that Xu Xian is destined to be a high school jinshi in the future.

So much so that when the Liao Mansion sent someone to invite Xu Xian, he actually pounced on the Zhilan Poetry Club.