As soon as Bao Xiaodao's question came out, it caused an uproar, and the previous few people's questions, although it was very difficult and difficult to answer, but compared with Bao Xiaodao's poems, it was simply too different, and Bao Xiaodao's poems were not solved at all, and they couldn't think of the next couplet if they wanted to break their heads. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Such a pair, don't say that they can't come out, they haven't even heard of it, and the pairs made by others before, as long as they are talented people with real materials, they will definitely be able to answer, but the pair of knives is really puzzling.

"Hey...... What's the matter, I'm sorry I can't come out, I'll tell you, I don't make a knife easily, and once I do, even I'm afraid. ”

Bao Xiaodao stood on the stage, raised his hands and hugged his chest, feeling very bored, he had a feeling of loneliness and defeat, even if someone came out to answer correctly, even if he answered wrong, it was a little bit of an atmosphere, but he stood on the stage and waited for a long time, but no one responded, and a warm breeze slowly blew in his face, making Bao Xiaodao want to doze off a little.

The audience has become enthusiastic, everyone is thinking about the poem topic that has just been wrapped in a knife, some of them are discussing with each other, some are scratching their ears and cheeks, and some people are simply sitting on the ground, bowing their heads and thinking about it.

Those little girls are also in a state of hard thought, the poetry competition is a joint participation of men and women, and the rankings are also judged by men and women, so everyone will do their best.

Seeing the little girls so anxious that their faces were flushed, Bao Xiaodao didn't want to mention how happy he was, he liked to see the girls in a hurry, especially the beautiful girls, how cute they were, how cute they were.

The old man on the stage, the comment or the referee, was also very anxious at this time, it had been half a pillar of incense, and no one had answered, and even they themselves couldn't think of the right question, on the one hand, in addition to the admiration for Bao Xiaodao, on the other hand, they were also trying to make the poetry conference end successfully, and try to select as many capable talents and beauties as possible.

"I'm ......," a boy shouted, raising his hand.

Seeing the son of the audience raise his hand and shout, everyone turned their heads to look over, Bao Xiaodao was already a little sleepy at this time, standing on the stage for half an hour, he was really tired, he just wanted to squint his eyes and let himself rest for a while, but he didn't expect a shout from the audience.

Bao Xiaodao also followed the shouting, raised his eyes and looked over, the people sitting on the stage waited for a long time, and finally heard that someone was going to answer the poem question, and they were all happy, and raised their eyes to look at the son.

When the boy saw that everyone was looking at him, he was nervous for a while, and said incoherently, "I...... I...... I hadn't thought ...... yet."

"Alas...... I thought he was going to answer the question, but it turned out to be a trick and a real disappointment. "The sons in the crowd are not angry.

"Cut...... I really thought that someone thought of answering the question, it turned out that this guy was too nervous, and he acted unintentionally, alas...... It seems that it is really difficult to find an opponent. Bao Xiaodao stood on the stage, looking lonely and cold.

Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, it was half a pillar of incense, and still no one answered the question, and the judges sitting on the stage were a little impatient, and waved their hands to signal the gong brother to ask again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, is there anyone answering the question?" The little brother who struck the gong was very clever, and when he saw the judges waving to him, he hurriedly circled around the stage and asked loudly.

"Please answer the question ............ all talented and beautiful people" is another round of inquiry.

Everyone in the audience showed bitter faces, without saying a word, the shouts on the stage were still the same, and no one in the audience could come up with a poem to answer the question for a long time.

"Everyone here, it's not early now, this year's poetry competition, I think except for Bao Gongzi on the stage, I'm afraid no one can win anymore." An old man said.

"Alas, who said it wasn't, this year's Dou Shi Conference seems to end earlier than in previous years." The other old man replied.

"Well, I didn't expect that there was a strange person in this year's Fighting Poetry Conference, a high talent, thinking back to the Fighting Poetry Conference in previous years, where would it be like today, the Fighting Poetry Conference that completely belongs to the same person, isn't it every year that you fight for me, and the fight is extremely fierce." The adults in official uniforms on the stage sighed.

"It seems that this person is by no means an idle person, he can be so powerful, and he can make such exquisite sentences, I am afraid that no one in the world can answer correctly." A dignitary said.

"Since no one can answer the pair of this Bao Gongzi, I think the first place in this year's Dou Shi Conference, it is better to make a decision early, although this year's conference is not as strong as in previous years, not as enthusiastic as in previous years, but like this year's scene of one person winning the entire Dou Shi Conference, it is really rare." One of the judges said.

"Good...... Then let's announce the results. Everyone agreed.

After discussion, they decided to give Bao Xiaodao the title of the first place in the Poetry Conference, and enjoy the right to publish private poems, which will be vigorously publicized by the imperial court, and can also receive a large bonus as the first prize of the conference.

From now on, he will be a new first-place talent in the Tang Dynasty, and he is the only first place this year, and even among all the talents and beauties this year, except for him, there is no one else to publicize together, it can be said that his scenery is far more than the previous poetry competitions and talents, and he has won the honor alone.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

The drummers on the stage were beating desperately, the musicians and dancers did not know when they had gathered on the venue, and with the end of the drums, the music sounded, and the dancers writhed gracefully and danced happily.

All the judges, dignitaries, and adults in official uniforms all stood up and came to the front of the platform to announce the results.

Bao Xiaodao was attracted by the sound of gongs and drums in front of him, the beautiful music, and the graceful dancing of the dancers, and felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart for the first time, and this sense of accomplishment was slowly taking root in his heart.

"Is this going to announce the results? Could it be that this year's number one is my bag knife? ”

Bao Xiaodao couldn't believe that this was true, and while feeling beautiful in his heart, he wondered.

"Oh, Bao Gongzi, congratulations, you are the first place in our current poetry competition, and the only first place, congratulations, congratulations." An old man in the middle judged, holding a paper stamped with a large seal in his hand, and said politely to the bag knife.

I saw that the paper was gilded, and the paper was inlaid in a layer of golden silk cloth, and the paper looked as if the ink had not completely dried, and there were two scrolls on either side of the silk cloth.

This kind of thing, Bao Xiaodao felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Oh...... By the way, how is this a bit like the emperor's decree in the TV series, I damn it, is this poetry conference so valued by the imperial court? Bao Xiaodao suddenly realized.