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After Du Xian, Qin Xun, Zhao Shuliang, Liu Wenyuan, Zhang Jizhi and other talents came over, they first greeted Wang Chuan, Liu Liang and other predecessors, and then ordered their subordinates to move chairs and sit there directly, as if they were the masters here, and the aura was so prosperous that Wang Chuan couldn't help frowning.

However, since these people have come, behind them must not only be the careful thinking of these scholars, but also the instructions of those masters Hongru and even Wang Tianhe, even if Wang Chuan and the others are not used to it, they dare not coax them to leave.

And Zhao Pin, Guo Xuan and others are also the leaders of the younger generation, how can they be humiliated at home like this, and after a few words of greeting, they all speak with edge, ping Xuan Yan Mo, one by one, showing off their literary talents, writing poems and lyrics, and they must be divided into high and low.

The tourists who were originally watching the excitement from a distance, found the movement here, and slowly moved their steps to come over, and those who were not strong enough also ran to the small bridge on the lake and looked at this side across the lake.

“…… Brother Zhao's poem is really a masterpiece, and Guo Xuan's retro poem is also written in a good way, you two are okay, what else...... Oh, it's not bad......".

Du Xian, Zhao Shuliang, Liu Wenyuan and others read the poems made by Mochizuki Garden before, and praised the works of Zhao Pin and Guo Xuan, but the rest of the people, that one word, showed his thoughts.

At that moment, some scholars were furious and wanted to argue, Zhao Pin raised his hand to stop him, and said coldly: "Brother Du's praise, I dare not take it seriously, why don't you also present your masterpiece of Guanxue Garden, let me wait to pay respects, how about it?" ”。

"Well said".

Du Xian and the others glanced at each other, smiled, and with a big stroke of the pen, seven or eight poems were presented on the white paper.

Zhao Shuliang did not hand the poem to Zhao Pin, but took two steps and presented it to Wang Chuan, and said with a smile: "Lord Wang has a look at it and gives a point or two for the students."

Several old talents had already crowded to Wang Chuan's side, one by one to look at the poems in the Snow Garden, and some people kept nodding their heads, pointing their fingers at the paper, obviously admiring the subtlety of the poetry somewhere.

After discussing for a while, an old man praised: "These seven poems, each of which can be called a masterpiece, especially these three poems, looking at the moon and returning to thought, Qin Louyue, and singing the moonlit night, almost wrote the afterglow of the moonlit night scene to the bones, which is compared to the thousand-year-old swan song, and it is only a few minutes less of time accumulation, no traces of time, which is slightly shallow and slightly poor, but if it takes time, when you become famous, all the talents recite it orally, and they are well-known, these three poems also have a great chance to become a swan song."

Qin Xun arched his hand and smiled: "Thank you for the praise of my predecessors, my Qin Louyue is a depiction of the scenery of my hometown, I can't hide it, this clumsy work has been approved by Lord Zhizhou, and the Lord said, if there is no accident, this little poem will be lucky to become the first ...... this year Of course, Xiaosheng doesn't dare to think about it, but if he can enter the top three, he is already satisfied."

Hearing this, everyone in Mochizuki Garden looked different and became unnatural.

Lord Zhizhou personally ordered the first in this year, so what do they say? Besides, the other party's poem is indeed good, it may be a little higher than Zhao Pin and Guo Xuan, taking a step back, even if the quality is comparable, with the number of Confucians over there in Guanxue Garden and the approval of Zhizhou, in the evaluation process, this Qin Louyue will also have an advantage, and the results are self-explanatory.

"Huh...... Why didn't Brother Zhao write it, did you just admit defeat? Hehe, I've just been here for a short time, and there's still plenty of time, so if it ends like this, it's too boring, right? Well, there is no ...... for a stick of incense".

Du Xian and a few people laughed and talked, and before the time for a stick of incense, he asked Mochizuki Garden to disarm and surrender, and bow down, what does this mean? Even if you are watching the excitement from afar, I am afraid that you can understand one or two.

"Write, why don't you write, the moonlight is bright, the poetry meeting is not over yet, there is still time...... Zhao Gongzi, Guo Gongzi, you continue to write, don't be afraid of spending your brainpower, if you write a good poem, I will send you some supplements later......

Li Qian, who was sitting there, flashed a faint stubbornness in his eyes, after so many years of ups and downs, he generally rarely got angry, especially for these poems, basically none of the children of the Li family could read, and he never said anything.

However, Du Xian and the others came to Mochizuki Garden from the Snow Garden and suppressed them with a poem depicting the moonlit night.

What is this?

Li Qian didn't feel the shame of being inferior to others in poetry and writing, but felt the pain of being despised and trampled on his dignity by others!

Shinong industry and commerce, business is the last!

In tonight's dispute, two points are the talent competition between scholars and talents, three points are the grievances and entanglements between Lin Ziyang and Du Xian and others, and five points are the humiliation of those Confucians for them businessmen!

Veteran Tao such as Li Qian, he has never thought of fighting with the literati, in this era of literary style, he has always done his duty in business, as much as possible to avoid participating in such poetry meetings.

But Lord Zhizhou gave him an invitation, and repeatedly told him that to be lively, he couldn't help but give Zhizhou face, so he came.

Results...... Those Confucian scholars are really ruthless!

Li Qian could even think that the poems of Qin Xun, Du Xian and others, before this, must have been revised countless times under the guidance of those Confucian masters, and they had the certainty of victory before they dared to let these scholars come over to provoke!

Dignity, or the dignity of being a businessman, made Li Qian angry in his heart, and he couldn't help but speak out directly, asking Zhao Pin, Guo Xuan and others, who had given up resistance, to continue to write, and they were not allowed to admit defeat.

Lu Qingxi, Zhang Qiuhong, and other restaurant owners, and the owners of the pear orchard also became indignant and spoke out one after another, letting the scholars on their side think of poetry.

Zhao Pin, Guo Xuan and others felt bitter in their hearts, and the secret Dao people already had the affirmation of Zhizhou, what is this more than that?

However, in the face of the eyes of Li Qian and others, they can't say that we have lost, let's give the first place to others, so that in the future, there will be no place for them to stand in Huaning City.

Looking at the angry looks of Li Qian and the others, although Du Xian and the others were slightly surprised, but after only a while, they all resumed their chatting and laughing and high-spirited posture.

The businessmen are angry, so what does it matter, they don't care......

The spring breeze is strong, the interest is high, and under the bright moon, a few people are eager to ask for two more pots of good wine, drinking and talking, but they probably also know that the people in Mochizuki Garden will not give it.

Li Qian secretly clenched his fists, his eyes were gloomy, his heart was full of anger, and he snorted secretly: "We businessmen, we don't have anything else, but we can manage enough, that big talent, I should be about to buy it back......."