Seeing that two stunning women came out for Zhao Gu in a row, all the male creatures present were quite surprised, and they couldn't figure out what Zhao Gu could do. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mr. Li spoke again: "Mr. Zhao, are these two girls the helpers you found?" ”

Zhao Gu smiled gently, looked at the second daughter and said, "That's right, they have all helped me a lot." ”

Once?

Mr. Li asked again, "Aren't you going to ask them to help this time?" Are you going to fight my Luoyang ten sons alone? ”

Zhao Gu glanced at him, and finally just looked at Lu Mengzheng, and said: "Hehe, the atmosphere of the Great Song Dynasty Wenchang is so active, and when the ten sons of Luoyang have the heart to teach, I, Zhao, will naturally take all of them, if I find someone to help, wouldn't this Wendou be unsuccessful." ”

The implication is that since you Luoyang Ten Sons have launched a challenge and are ready to bully more and less, then don't blame me for fighting ten people alone, so that you will lose face.

What a crazy tone!

The eyes of everyone present were full of brilliance, even the handsome prince Zhao Heng, who had been watching coldly, was no exception, and the corners of Lu Mengzheng's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Mr. Li laughed angrily: "Okay, then Li will be the first to show ugliness." ”

Zhao Gu beckoned to Su Xiaocheng and Liu Qiaoqiao, and the three of them walked to the futon and sat down together, sitting across two desks from Luoyang Shizi.

After thinking for a while, Mr. Li said: "The so-called Ruixue Zhaofeng Year, the first literary fight between Li and Mr. Zhao will be based on snow, and you can compose poems and lyrics. ”

After speaking, Mr. Li took the lead and said: "Before the snow flies near in the sky, it scatters in the fields; By asking where to find the harvest year, I also looked at Chunhua for another two years. ”

After Mr. Li finished reading, the other nine sons of Luoyang's ten sons all smiled and shouted, Mr. Li waved his hand slightly, arched his hand at everyone, and looked modest, but his wanton flying eyes still betrayed him after all.

But in any case, this Yongxue poem is really well done, it can be seen that Mr. Li has been preparing for a long time, especially the sentence that before the snow flies closer, it is scattered in the field, which is indeed a very good description of the psychology of a snowman.

The last sentence has been seen in Chunhua for another two years, and it is the finishing touch.

Everyone knows that after this year, it will be the second year of Chunhua, although there is heavy snow this winter, but from a scientific point of view, next year's Great Song Dynasty will be full of rain and mild climate, and next year will not be a big harvest year?

It seems that the reason why the ten sons of Luoyang are so frivolous is that they do have their ability to be frivolous.

Zhao Gu nodded secretly in his heart, but he didn't care too much, although Mr. Li's poem was in artistic conception, but after all, it was a pick-up of people's teeth and wisdom, and there was nothing new, don't you know that there was a song in the Tang Dynasty 'By asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village'?

At this time, Zhao Gu noticed that someone was pulling his sleeve behind him, so he looked back and happened to meet Su Xiaocheng's starry eyes.

"Are you doing it alone?" Su Xiaocheng asked.

Zhao Gu smiled, Su Xiaocheng was really considerate, he obviously wanted to ask you if it was okay, but he deliberately covered it up, saying that you can do it alone, which fully gave Zhao Gu enough face.

He knew that Su Xiaocheng and Lord Cheshire had received very good teaching since childhood, and their literary skills were good, much better than most men, otherwise she would not have rushed to Daxiangguo Temple.

But Zhao Gu had already decided to fight the ten sons of Luoyang alone, and he didn't plan to ask anyone for help, not to mention that Su Xiaocheng was a woman after all, although the two liked each other at this time, but after all, they had no reputation, and Zhao Gu didn't want to make Su Xiaocheng laughed at.

Smiling confidently, Zhao Gu nodded, and Su Xiaocheng saw that he seemed to be extremely sure, so he also nodded to him, and then stopped talking.

Looking back, Zhao Gu pondered some Yongxue poems that were only available in later generations in his mind, and finally found the one he liked the most and read it out.

"Mei Xue is not willing to fall in the spring, and the people are shelving the pen."

"The plum and the snow are three points white, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum."

As soon as this poem came out, the audience was silent, and everyone suddenly heard the novelty of the plum and snow in the poem, and they were all impressed by the smart charm in the poem.

The scene presented in front of their eyes in this poem is that the plum and snow compete for a good name, but it is difficult for the poet to evaluate it, the poet tries his best to organize the language, and finally gives an evaluation, the snow is better than the plum blossom three points white, but the plum blossom is better than the snow three points of fragrance.

In this way, Mei Xue and the two things still did not fight for who won and who lost, but it further set off the agility and cleverness of this poem.

It is undeniable that since the Tang Dynasty, there are really not many fine poems in the future, which is related to the lack of pioneering and broad minds in all dynasties after the Tang Dynasty, but it is also related to the endless emergence of great poets in the Tang Dynasty.

However, the poem "Snow Plum" recited by Zhao Gu is not included, he was composed by Lu Meipo, the last poet of the Song Dynasty, and can be called one of the most dominant quatrains in Yongxue poetry.

Of course, at this time, the founding of the Great Song Dynasty was less than a hundred years old, and Lu Meipo would take more than 300 years to be born.

Zhao Gu could only smile helplessly at this, and secretly apologized to the great poet Lu Meipo three hundred years later.

After a long silence, Li Fu took the lead in shouting hello, and the others reacted and followed the discussion, judging from people's reactions, no one did not think that Zhao Gu's poem was better than Mr. Li's poem.

Mr. Li himself also heard the artistic conception and charm of Zhao Gu's poem, and he had the intention to defend two sentences, but in the end he held back and sat on the futon with a heavy ass.

Seeing him like this, the other nine sons of Luoyang spoke out to comfort him.

After a long while, another middle-aged man in his forties among the ten sons of Luoyang stood up.

The middle-aged man hugged his fists to all the nobles present, and then walked to the middle of the main hall and said: "Since Mr. Zhao has just written a plum blossom in that poem, then I will compose a poem with plum blossoms as the theme, and ask Mr. Zhao to teach me." ”

The middle-aged man followed and read: "A dead wood cane, the spring solstice has been stiff early." ”

"Put it in the square courtyard, and spread incense in the snow."

Hey, it's another good poem, easy to understand, vulgar and elegant.

The audience nodded their heads, and the other nine of the ten sons of Luoyang naturally applauded again, and the middle-aged man pretended to be modest, and then looked at Zhao Gu.

Zhao Gu would not let them down, and after thinking about it for a while, a song "Plum Blossoms" by Wang Anshi, who was rated as one of the eight masters of the Tang and Song dynasties by later generations, was then read out by him.

"There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens them alone."

"I know that it's not snow, it's because there's a dark fragrance."