"Please Brother Jia to write poems on the themes of mountains, water, wind, and snow." Qin Shou's eyes flashed with a touch of ruthlessness, and he clasped his fists at Jia Rudao and said loudly, "If Brother Jia should answer this question, Gongming will immediately pour tea for Brother Jia and Brother Zisheng to admit his mistake, and from then on, when he sees the two, he will be a disciple." ”

Qin Shou and Qin Gongming, this is not even cheeky.

When the scholars in the Peach Blossom Garden heard Qin Shou's question, such a thought came to their hearts at the same time.

Whether it is poetry or lyrics, most of them are centered on a certain scene or event. A poem can be as little as 20 words or as many as 100 words, but no matter how many words there are, there can only be one core of the poem. Not to mention composing poetry in a propositional way.

Wang Ke and Cheng Yuanqiu both used the same thing to solve the problem, but it was also decent. The more things and things are covered in the proposition, the greater the difficulty is relatively speaking, and the proposition of one word or one thing, the proposition of the same two words or two things, the difficulty of composing lyrics in a poem is increased exponentially, rather than the difficulty of simply adding one plus one equals two.

Now Qin Shou's last question, but four things have appeared at once, and he is not making a question at all, but directly messing around.

A cadre of scholars was disdainful in his heart, but no one spoke out to criticize Qin Shou. Because although Qin Shou said that his actions were extremely shameless, he did not violate the rules.

How is the question his freedom not? Jia Rudao didn't set the rules when he first gambled, did he?

"Qin Gongming, you are a shameless ......" Yu Zisheng, who burst into tears, was still Yu Zisheng, who had changed into Jia Rudao's number one horse boy after just one night.

"Yu Zisheng, Brother Jia has never spoken, but you have been jumping up and down today, could it be that there is really something unsightly in this??"

Anyway, no matter what the outcome of today's gambling game is, the three of them can be regarded as completely offending Jia Yidao and Yu Ci and can't offend them anymore. Qin Shou, who knows this mentally, is a single, and he has a feeling that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

Jia Rudao grabbed Yu Ci, who was about to jump, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qin Shou and said with a smile: "This is the most difficult poem of Brother Beast today?" Brother Beast has thought about it? Or, the three brothers think about it more difficult? ”

Qin Shou, Wang Ke, and Cheng Yuanqiu were all stunned when they heard Jia Yidao's words, and then they glanced at each other, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Is Jia Shixian afraid? Is it finally impossible to compose poetry? Thinking of this, the little liver that Qin Shou and the three of them had been carrying in their throats finally fell back heavily at this moment.

Maybe it was too nervous before, and the smiling faces of Qin Shou and the three looked a little differently distorted.

"Brother Jia is not afraid? If Brother Jia really can't make poems according to the topic, we don't need Brother Jia to admit defeat, as long as Brother Jia agrees to stop the gamble, how about it? ”

Qin Shou looked at Jia Rudao and said with a smile on his face.

"Brother Gongming is Gao Yi, Yu Cheng admires and admires!" Wang Ke and Cheng Yuanqiu, who were standing beside Qin Shou, laughed and hurriedly gave Qin Shou a loud sycophant.

"Brother Yu Cheng is polite, Brother Yuanqiu is polite!"

The three people who greeted each other seemed to be winning, and they complimented each other in front of everyone.

"Excuse me, three of you." Jia Rudao really didn't know where they got their confidence, and after waiting for a while, he saw that the three of them hadn't finished complimenting, so he had to say, "Jia doesn't seem to have said that he can't make this poem, right?" ”

"Gah!"

Qin Shou, Wang Ke, and Cheng Yuanqiu were all stunned when they heard Jia Yidao's words.

"Brother beast, the title of the poem has been set on the four words mountain, water, wind, and snow?"

Jia Rudao said this, and the scholars who originally thought he was just bluffing were all muttering involuntarily in their hearts.

Could it be that this Jia Shixian is really confident?

"Brother Jia, do you really want to continue this gamble?" Qin Shou hugged his fists at Jia Rudao and blinked his eyes.

"Dare to ask Brother Beast, have you decided on the title of the poem?" Jia Rudao did not answer Qin Shou's words, but continued to ask.

Qin Shou looked at Jia Yidao, who looked so hateful and smiled lightly on his face again, his expression was cloudy and uncertain, and his face was blue and white. He knew that Jia seemed to be not joking with himself.

"Please give me advice!" Qin Shou's eyes flashed with a touch of ruthlessness, now that he was riding a tiger, he didn't believe that Jia Yidao could really make this poem according to the title, unless he was the reincarnation of the poet immortal.

The atmosphere in the stadium was almost frozen.

Many people secretly sweated for Jia Yidao, they couldn't figure out that Qin Shou and the others had obviously sent out the steps just now, although it was a little embarrassing to walk down, but it was better than not being able to make poems, right?

Obviously, most people think that Jia Yidao is reckless and are not optimistic about him.

Jia Nidao, who was holding the wine jug, did not pay attention to the expressions of everyone in the field, and after receiving Qin Shou's affirmative reply, he raised his head and poured the wine to himself, and in less than a moment, the small wine jug was empty.

"Good wine! Ha Lu Ha! Jia Rudao threw the wine jug casually, and said with a smile: "Brother beast, listen: a trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, a trip to the Yuguan, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night; The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized, and there is no sound in the old garden. ”

There was silence in the huge peach blossom garden, only the extremely suppressed breathing was constantly becoming heavy.

Strictly speaking, this poem is not strictly in accordance with the title of Qin Shou's poem, Jia Rudao is clever to embed the words mountain, water, wind, and snow into the words, and does not use it to sing things.

But because of this, it is even more urgent and talented.

In the past hundred years since the Great Song Dynasty crossed to the south, what did the government and the opposition desire the most? Take back the things and wash away the shame of the two capitals. Jia Rudao's poem is not written about mountains and rivers at all, but uses mountains and rivers to express his attachment to the eastern and western capitals of the Great Song Dynasty that fell into the hands of the Mongols, as well as his ambition to make contributions.

In the lyrics and poetry, everyone can see that Jia Rudao has completely reached the realm of "antelope hanging horns, there is no trace to seek".

"Good sentence! Good words! Good mind! ”

A hearty shout woke up the distracted people in the Peach Blossom Garden, and when they looked up, they found that the four Zheng Qingzhi who were originally sitting in the Tinglan Pavilion didn't know when Lu Dao had walked out and stood behind Jia Rudao.

"Students, wait, I've seen Master Zheng! I've seen Master Yuan, Master Du, and Master Li! ”

The scholars who came back to their senses hurriedly bowed down in unison.

"No formality! No formality! A white-haired old man standing on the left side of Zheng Qingzhi stroked his white beard under his chin and laughed loudly, "Gong Zheng, it is really worth the trip to come to this poetry meeting today, and the talent of Shi Xianzhi makes the old man sigh to himself!" ”

"Exactly! Yes, extremely! I don't know what the name of the word is? The other two old men nodded in response. However, none of these three old men Jia Yidao knew each other.

"Back to the words of a few division commanders, this word is called Sauvignon Blanc!"

"Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc! Good, good, good! ”

The three old men stroked their beards and groaned for a while, but they praised in unison.

"Ha Luha, the old man is really not mistaken, Shi Xian is really a talented person. Shi Xian is going to drink and talk with my four old bones today. ”

Zheng Qingzhi smiled and grabbed Jia Nidao's arm, but it looked like he was going to walk hand in hand with Jia Nidao.