At this time, Wang Changling slowly walked out of the crowd and said, "Since you have decided, the old man will preside over this cultural fight." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info One thing to say in advance, whether you win or lose, don't hurt your peace, after all, it's just a gambling fight."

Lu Chen and Ding Xianzhi nodded at the same time, although both of them readily agreed on the surface. However, what will happen after the game, I'm afraid only the two of them know.

Seeing that the two of them agreed, Wang Changling said, "Since this is the case, then please ask the two of you to agree on the topic of this poetry fight first." ”

Hearing this, I saw Lu Chen smiling and arching his hand, and said, "I only have a little bit of a giving-in on poetry, so I don't have much requirements for the subject matter, so please ask Scholar Ding to choose the topic!" After finishing speaking, Lu Chen's eyes looked at Ding Xianzhi calmly.

Hearing that Lu Chen was so arrogant, Ding Xianzhi was naturally reluctant to show weakness, and he immediately said, "Ding also doesn't need to limit the subject matter, besides, if the subject matter is formulated by Ding, it will be a little unfair to Lu Gongzi, and ask Lord Wang to formulate the topic!" After finishing speaking, Ding Xianzhi glanced at Lu Chen coldly. If the title of this poetry battle is really formulated by him, doesn't that mean that he is not as good as Lu Chen? He would never allow that to happen!

Hearing this, Wang Changling was not the slightest surprised, he had already thought of this result before. Therefore, seeing that neither of them was willing to come forward, Wang Changling said softly, "Since this is the case, then the old man will set a topic for the two of them." With the theme of this prosperous Chang'an City, the two of them each wrote a poem, I don't know what the two of them think? ”

After hearing the subject matter, Ding Xianzhi frowned slightly, this aspect is not what he is good at, he is the best at landscape poetry, but now looking at the situation, he obviously can't refuse anymore. Ding Xianzhi didn't immediately agree, but turned his head to look at Lu Chen.

After hearing Wang Changling's words, he saw that Lu Chen's face was as calm as ever, and he smiled and said, "I have no opinion below"

"Ding Mou has no opinion" Hearing that Lu Chen agreed, Ding Xianzhi also immediately agreed, with his arrogance, he naturally would not allow himself to perform worse than Lu Chen. What's more, even in what he is not good at, he is still full of confidence. Could it be that his talent is not as good as that of a teenager from the military?

At this time, under Wang Changling's greeting, the guards standing aside immediately took two sets of pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Lu Chen and Ding Xianzhi each took a set, and then the two of them went to the side and began to brew, while the others stopped making a sound when they saw the two of them start composing poems, and stood quietly on the side and watched the two.

There is no time set for this poetry fight, because both sides are going to play on an improvised basis, and it is conceivable that it will take a long time.

The two did not immediately put pen to paper at first, but quietly looked at the sky, as if looking for the ethereal inspiration.

It went on quietly for a long time. Suddenly, Ding Xianzhi's eyes lit up, and then he saw that he took the pen and began to write, without the slightest pause in the process, almost in one go. Clearly, he found inspiration, not scribbling.

Not long after Ding Xianzhi started writing, Lu Chen also slowly picked up the brush. Compared with Ding Xianzhi, Lu Chen is much more serious, and his writing speed is much slower.

Lu Chen also wanted to write as chic as the other party, but after all, he didn't use a brush in his previous life. Therefore, when using a brush, it is inevitable that there are some unaccustomed habits. While writing, Lu Chen secretly said in his heart: When I have the opportunity to promote other pens in the future, I am too unaccustomed to writing with a brush all day long.

At this time, I saw Ding Xianzhi wave his pen, and then he glanced at Lu Chen with a slightly smug look, and saw that Lu Chen was still writing seriously, and the corners of Ding Xianzhi's mouth showed a sneer. In his opinion, Lu Chen wrote so slowly, and with a serious face, he obviously didn't find inspiration.

Thinking of this, Ding Xianzhi was already imagining how he would ridicule the other party after Lu Chen was defeated.

And at this moment, I saw that Lu Chen also put down the brush in his hand, and then he read the poem he wrote with a little satisfaction, then raised his head, and said, "It's done in the next place, please Lord Wang and everyone take a look" After speaking, Lu Chen glanced at Ding Xianzhi next to him.

Feeling Lu Chen's calm gaze, Ding Xianzhi secretly said in his heart: Let you pretend first, and you will know after a while, what is called a defeated body!

Ignoring Ding Xianzhi, Lu Chen walked straight towards Wang Changling.

However, seeing Wang Changling, he waved his hand and said with a smile, "You don't need to give it to me, you can just recite the verses you wrote to everyone." The final decision is for everyone to decide."

Hearing Wang Changling's words, Lu Chen and Ding Xianzhi glanced at each other, and Lu Chen was the first to smile and said, "Then ask Scholar Ding to read your poems to everyone first."

Hearing this, Ding Xianzhi glanced at Lu Chen and sneered, "Since this is the case, then Ding Mou will show everyone his clumsy work first."

After speaking, he saw Ding Xianzhi raise the white paper in his hand and show the poems written on it to everyone. He smiled and said, "I wrote this poem on the theme of the Chinese New Year's Eve vigil, and if there are any shortcomings, please give me more advice."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes immediately turned to the verse:

Kyonaka Shou Sui

Keep the candle for many years, and don't hide it all night. When the sorrow is dark, the spring returns to the light.

At the beginning of the jade bucket patrol, the Milky Way gradually declined. Open the New Year's wine, thousands of miles between the courts.

Slowly read the whole poem, everyone's eyes were full of appreciation, even Wang Wei, who did not speak next to him, also said with appreciation at this moment, "This poem is neat, every sentence is fluent and graceful, and it gracefully expresses the poet's emotions, it is a good poem!" ”

Hearing Wang Wei's evaluation, the surrounding crowd all showed approval on their faces, and obviously they thought so too.

Feeling the appreciative eyes of everyone, Ding Xianzhi glanced at Lu Chen very proudly, and then arched his hand and said, "Thank you Wang Youcheng for your praise, Ding is not very good at this, which makes Lord Youcheng smile." ”

After listening to him, Wang Wei did not speak, but looked at Lu Chen, looking at the piece of paper in Lu Chen's hand with a little expectation.

When everyone admired Ding Xianzhi's poems for a while, they all turned their eyes to Lu Chen. However, most of these people's eyes were not expectant, but gloating. After all, Lu Chen was just a young man with a better talent for martial arts, and his strength was of no use here.

Therefore, few people are optimistic about Lu Chen's poems. Although it is said that this Ding Xianzhi is usually a little arrogant, it makes many people disgusted with him. However, no one has questioned his strength, after all, he can become a famous poet at such a young age, and he will definitely not be able to do without some strength. (To be continued.) )