Zhao Gu was stunned for a moment, and faintly felt that the Oiran Conference in the Snow Tower this day didn't seem to be so simple, how could it be that every time Huamei happened to be a married man?

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Cao Bin and the other old guys saw that the young man in white rejected Huamei, but they had a strange expression, as if they all knew him.

And this also made Zhao Gu more and more sure of what was wrong with this.

After Huamei was rejected, she didn't show any sadness, and the meeting quickly ended.

After the end, everyone discussed, some people commented on the incomprehensible amorous style of the man in white, and some people were glad that the boy in white had a wife and concubine, which shows that next year's Tianxuelou Wendou, they still have the opportunity to hold the beauty.

Tianxuelou's question waved his hand and dispersed, and it was time for Zhao Gu and Lu Mengzheng's literary fight to begin.

A woman in Tianxue Tower retreated in an instant, and the boss of the ten sons of Luoyang, who had fought with Zhao Guwen, stepped onto the stage and hugged his fists at Zhao Gu: "Zhuo Guogong, do you want to start fighting now." ”

Zhao Gu nodded: "Yes, what about your teacher?" ”

"The teacher has arrived, so please invite Grandpa to the stage."

Zhao Gu did not delay, on the stage, someone brought a futon, a desk, tea, paper and pencils, Zhao Gu and Lu Mengzheng, who came to the stage from behind, sat on the futon respectively, each occupying one side of the desk.

The two saluted each other, and Zhao Gu took the lead and said, "Xiangye, are you sure you want to fight this cultural fight?" ”

Lu Mengzheng smiled very rarely, a few wrinkles appeared on his rigid face, and said: "Although the old man does not dare to compare himself with his ancestors, he is also conceited and has some literary talents, so he naturally wants to have a discussion with the Guogong, and the Guogong does not have to worry that the old man will affect his mind because of this matter." ”

Zhao Gu nodded: "Then I don't know how Xiangye wants to fight?" ”

"Then let's win two out of three games, and choose any three of the poems and songs." Lu Meng is righteous.

"Xiangye chooses first or I choose first?" Zhao Gu asked again.

"You and I each choose three, and then look at the final result, if the choice is the same, then directly decide, if it is different, then discuss it."

Zhao Gu nodded and said that there was no objection, among the four ways of fighting, no matter how the two of them choose, there will be two kinds of competitions that coincide, if the third one chosen by the two is the same, then there is no dispute, if it is different and then discussed, it is understandable.

The two of them each wrote three words on the paper, and after they finished writing, they unfolded the paper, only to see that there were poems and fu written on it.

"Then it's better than these three, Xiangye first or me first?" Zhao Gu asked.

"You go first."

Zhao Gu nodded, his eyes swept over the faces of everyone below, and seeing that everyone's faces were very expectant, he couldn't help but smile in his heart, this is what he wanted.

said that the audience at this time was still the same group of people at the beginning, and some of these people were originally here for the literary fight between Zhao Gu and Lu Mengzheng, otherwise the Wenhui of Tianxue Building alone would not have gathered so many people.

There are also people who come for Huamei, but they have also heard of the Wendou between Zhao Gu and Lu Mengzheng, and at this time, they can see the peak battle between Zhao Gu and Lu Mengzheng, and naturally no one leaves.

It can be said that most of the high-ranking officials and literati of the Great Song Dynasty gathered here, and the other part of them are major wealthy businessmen, basically these people are the manipulators of public opinion in the Great Song Dynasty.

Zhao Gu didn't twist it, and directly chanted another snow plum poem by Lu Meipo that was comparable to 'plum and snow are three points white, but snow loses plum fragrance'.

"There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without poetry and vulgarity."

"The sunset poems are full of snow and snow, and the plum is very spring."

"Okay."

"Good poetry."

As soon as this poem came out, the applause of the audience rang out one after another, obviously everyone loved this Xuemei poem very much, and many literati wrote down this poem on the spot, so as to savor it after returning home.

After Zhao Gu read this poem, those old Confucians also suddenly opened their cloudy old eyes, and their expressions were full of surprise when they looked at Zhao Gu.

It is true that Zhao Gu had also made a few peerless poems when he was fighting with the ten sons of Luoyang before, but at that time he was still a little-known figure in the Great Song Dynasty, although his poems were circulated in the literary world, but they did not necessarily reach the attention of the real Confucians, in their opinion, a young man in his twenties, what good poems can he make?

But now it is different, Zhao Gu led the Northern Expedition and the Western Expedition two major wars, and recovered a large amount of lost land for the Great Song Dynasty, his reputation in the Great Song Dynasty is naturally rising, although he dare not say that women and children are known, but he is also famous, even if he is a lot of great Confucians in the literary world, he often hears his name.

The higher the status of people, the more important they are, which is why these old Confucians are willing to come to watch him and Lu Meng Zhengwen fight.

But Rao is like this, and the old Confucians didn't expect that Zhao Gu's poetic attainments would be so profound!

As we all know, since the Tang Dynasty, literati and writers have emerged one after another, such as Li Bai, Du Fu, Li Shangyin, Du Mu, Cen Shen, Bai Juyi, Liu Zongyuan and other great writers, all of whom have many peerless masterpieces.

And Zhao Gu read out this Lu Meipo's Xuemei poem, no matter the artistic conception or technique, it is not inferior to the poetry of the Tang Dynasty, how can this not surprise the old Confucians!

At this time, they knew that although Zhao Gu was young, his poetic attainments were still above them.

As the leader of the Great Song Dynasty literary circle, Lu Mengzheng's eyesight is naturally extraordinary, and as soon as he heard Zhao Gu's poems, he knew that this poem was a masterpiece that could be passed down through the ages, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

He naturally has a draft of the poem in his heart, but listening to Wan Zheng's Xuemei poem, he is ashamed.

"That's it, Zhuo Guogong, the old man admits defeat in this game." So, Lu Mengzheng simply admitted defeat.

Zhao Gu nodded, he knew that it would be like this, although Lu Mengzheng was a deacon, sometimes it was inevitable that he would do something shady, but he would not seek politics if he was not in his position, at this time, as a literati, he was very upright, and he immediately admitted defeat when he knew that he was invincible, which also indirectly showed that he was a self-aware person.

The so-called wisdom of those who know others, and those who know themselves are clear, a person can clearly recognize his own shortcomings, but it is a rare great wisdom.

Everyone in the audience admired Lu Mengzheng decisively admitting defeat, as the leader of the Great Song Dynasty literary circle, Lu Mengzheng was inevitably burdened by fame, but he was able to admit defeat so decisively, and this courage alone was rarely matched.