"It turns out that Miss Li, you also have good poems, that's just right, let Lord Zhizhou and Master Xingyun take a look." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"As long as your poem can reach the level of Qin Xun and Lin Ziyang, we will give you this first place in Guanxue Garden, and your Mochizuki Garden poetry meeting can not only continue, but even as long as Shopkeeper Li invites them, the old man and others will definitely attend your Mochizuki Garden's poetry meeting."

Fang Xiaozhong showed a faint smile, and his words were extremely generous.

Qin Xun and others also laughed and said: "If Miss Li can overpower me, then Qin will never be called a genius in the future, as long as Miss is present, Qin Xun will not dare to compose poetry."

Those scholars all laughed, but they took this sentence as a joke and didn't take Li Nianxian to heart at all.

Qin Xun and Lin Ziyang's talents are top-notch, in Huaning City, they are the best in all lives, and Li Nianxian is just the daughter of a big businessman, the people she knows, at most, have read books for a few years, in her eyes, they may be good poems and good words, in everyone's mind, it is probably that she has never seen the world, and she can't tell the difference between good and bad.

Wang Tianhe and Master Xingyun also walked over and said with a smile: "What, I heard that there are good poems coming out again?" ”。

Fang Xiaozhong said with a smile: "My lord, it's the young lady of the Li family, she said that she wants to show everyone a good poem, so that the adults and Master Xingyun can taste it."

"Then, bring the good poems", Wang Tianhe nodded with a smile and said to Li Nianxian.

Li Nianxian's face was expressionless, she didn't take the ridicule of Xiaozhong, Qin Xun and others to heart, she had seen a lot of people, encountered a lot of situations, embarrassing, embarrassing, and despised, she had already learned how to deal with this kind of scene.

After handing over the poem, Wang Tianhe took it, turned his head and said a few words to Master Xingyun before focusing on the poem.

Wang Tianhe had a faint smile on his face, holding his beard with one hand, and his expression was very relaxed.

Fang Xiaozhong, Qin Yue, Bai Shizang and others were talking to each other about the poems of Qin Xun and Lin Ziyang and others before, and they were still tasting the quality of those poems.

They didn't pay the slightest attention to Li Nianxian's poem, and for them, the weight of this poem was definitely not as good as that of those scholars and talents.

However, Wang Tianhe glanced at it and read the first two sentences of the poem, and his expression was relaxed and elegant, and he suddenly frowned slightly, becoming a trace of surprise.

His expression was constricted, and he looked down.

After reading two more sentences, he couldn't help but put down his hand to hold the paper in both hands, and his attitude was more solemn.

His eyes shone with brilliance, and his eyes moved faster, a sign of dedication to poetry.

Soon, Wang Tianhe finished reading the poem.

Master Nebula stretched out his hand, ready to take it over and admire it.

Wang Tianhe raised his hand to stop, his eyes burned, and he read this long poem from beginning to end again.

Master Xingyun was a little surprised, the poem that could make Wang Tianhe read twice in one breath was already a good poem.

After Wang Tianhe finished reading, Master Xingyun stretched out his hand, but was stopped by Wang Tianhe again.

Lord Zhizhou read it a third time!

Three times in a row!

Seeing Wang Tianhe's expression, Master Xingyun not only did not feel embarrassed, but his expression became solemn, and his heart moved, knowing that this poem must be good, maybe it really has the demeanor of Qin Xun Lin Ziyang, he stood quietly aside, no longer stretched out his hand, lest he disturb Wang Tianhe's mood of poetry.

Fourth time.

Fifth time.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Tianhe read this long poem back and forth five times!

At this moment, even Master Xingyun couldn't suppress his curiosity in his heart, and wanted to see the content of this poem earlier.

"Whew......".

"Good poetry ......".

Wang Tianhe's face swelled with a sense of relief, he let out a long sigh, and spit out two words in a deep voice.

Master Xingyun saw that Wang Tianhe finally raised his head, so he took the poem, read it again, his expression quietly showed caution, and he read it several times again.

Fang Xiaozhong and the others saw that Wang Tianhe and Master Xingyun had finished reading the poems, and they all looked over, and Bai Shizang smiled and said, "My lord, how about the poems?" ”。

Wang Tianhe pondered for a moment, temporarily withdrew his thoughts from the artistic conception of the poem, and said lightly: "It's a good poem."

Qin Xun smiled: "Could it be better than Qin Louyue of me and Brother Lin?" ”。

Wang Tianhe looked at everyone, and then nodded.

"Uh......".

This made all the literati stunned for a while, Qin Xun was just jokingly asking, but unexpectedly, Wang Tianhe actually gave a positive answer.

Qin Xun couldn't laugh anymore, his face was a little stiff, and he said, "Can you order someone to read the poem and let me listen to it later?" ”。

Wang Tianhe nodded, and said to Master Xingyun on the side: "Master Xingyun, you should like this kind of poetry the most, you can read it."

Xingyun nodded, his kind expression became extremely solemn, he was a respected monk in Huaning City, at this time, his attitude was solemn, so that all the scholars and onlookers were also infected, far and near, the discussion stopped together, everyone quietly pricked up their ears and listened to Master Xingyun's recitation of poetry.

The stars and moon are bright, the spring breeze is rippling by the lakeside, the night is dark, the moon is hanging in the sky, and the sky and the earth are clear.

Master Xingyun was solemn, and recited this long poem called Spring River Flower Moon Night with a pilgrimage-like attitude.

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river! ”。

"The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight flowers and forests are like hail; The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen. The sky of the river is free of fiber dust, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky ......".

The first half of the poem spreads out, and a cold and magnificent scene of the river and moon on the sea jumps out, accompanied by the solemn and powerful voice of Master Xingyun, which enters the ears of every visitor.

"Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year? Life has been infinite for generations, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year. ”。

"I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried. Who's going to be in the boat tonight? Where is Acacia Moon Tower? Poor upstairs wandering in the moon, should be taken away from the ...... of the people's makeup mirror".

One voice, one sentence at a time, this long poem has a faint and profound Zen feeling, which is read by the eminent monk Master Xingyun, which makes people feel that the artistic conception is empty and quiet, and there is a great atmosphere of forgetting the world.

With the last sentence of the return of the unknown moon, the falling moon shook the river and the trees fell, and there was silence in the field, even those children opened their eyes wide, looking at the old monk who was reciting poetry, as if they were listening to a song.

The breeze is coming, and the water is not rippling.

The visitors by the lake were silent for a moment, and only then did an old Xiucai slap his palms heavily and exclaimed: "Wonderful, wonderful, this is really ...... Really, the swan song of nature, listen to the vulgar, this poetic conception, like a person in the moon, watching the vicissitudes of life, from ancient times to the present, after thousands of years, the moon shakes love! The moon falls! ”。

The great Confucian Li Meng also looked admiring and praised: "This poem is worthy of the four words of a wonderful poem, and it will be sung for thousands of years, and it will definitely leave its name."

The rest of the scholars echoed and praised again and again.

Li Nianxian looked at everyone's reactions, and felt a little at a loss for a while, she never thought that this poem, which she read well, would become a swan song and a wonderful poem in these people's mouths, and it would be the best work in ancient and modern times.

"Wang Chuan, you have someone to bring this poem, quickly whip it, and send it to Jiangning, so that the prefect can taste it, this poem is not light, in my opinion, with this poem alone, I am afraid that the person can directly obtain the fame of Xiucai, and there is no need to assess."

"Yes, my lord, I will order someone to deliver it."

"Whoa......".

The surrounding spectators all exclaimed.

This poem can be a talent?

Li Nianxian was also stunned for a moment, the Great Song Dynasty was a scholar, and indeed with a poem, he could rise to the top.

But they are all super writers, well-known figures in the north and south of the Great Song Dynasty, such as the great poet Li Qingyun and the great lyricist Su Xiqi, they were originally just showmen, but they were all promoted to the top of the world because of a poem that went straight to the sky, and became Jinshi.

This long poem was written by Zhao Zhu's friend, and judging from Zhao Zhu's situation, there should not be such a talented character among his friends.

But the reality is that this poem was actually sent to the prefect of Jiangning City for tasting! Even if the tasting grade given by the prefect is slightly inferior and will not be directly promoted, once such news comes out, I am afraid that the person who wrote the poem will immediately attract the attention of many parties.

After all, if you want to rely on a poem to rise to the top, that is something that only a peerless genius can do!