Di Yong and Zhao Zongxuan listened to Chen Yan's two poems, and their faces suddenly changed greatly, and Di Yong said in a low voice: "Third brother, be cautious!" ”

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After the three of them left, a figure walked out of the woods, looked at the figures of the three people in the distance, and said to himself: "There is some meaning, but this verse is okay." ”

Chen Yan and the three returned to the front yard, and at this time, the third competition had just ended, and Yan Jidao, a hairy boy, won the best. After a burst of singing and dancing, Liu Qixian finally appeared, announced the three best poems of this poetry meeting, and then solemnly invited Huang Zhongyong, Chen Qicheng and Yan Jidao to the stage.

At this time, a wooden table and pen, ink, paper and inkstone have been set up on the high platform, after Chen Yan and the three of them came to the stage, they each glanced at each other, Yan was arrogant, Chen Yan was peaceful, and Huang Zhongyong was eager, showing everyone's style.

Although this kind of occasion is not the attention of the public, it is not much, and most of the people in the courtyard have come to the high platform, looking up at the three of them, waiting for this final topic to come out.

Chen Yan beat a drum in his heart, and said in his heart that it would be good to hand in the blank paper for a while? He had no intention of competing for this crown, although he came to power, but it was always okay if he didn't do poetry, right?

In the women's guest area, Liu Xun, Liu Wei, and Cao Huanting sat at a table and looked at the three talents on the stage, Cao Huanting said in a low voice: "I bet that Chen Qicheng won't be able to do it for a while." ”

"Why?" Liu Xun asked curiously.

"A straw bale!" Cao Huanting raised her chin and pouted.

Liu Xun glanced at her and looked at Liu Wei, but her sister was looking at the stage intently, but she didn't hear the conversation between the two of them.

After a while, in the attention of everyone, this final question finally came out, still one word, empty.

Although this word is often used in poetry, it is not easy to use it perfectly, first, it must be in line with the situation, and secondly, you must be able to create such a scene, so throughout the ages, all empty words are used just right are famous sentences. Chen Yan remembered the song from the later "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" TV series, so he subconsciously muttered: "The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, the waves are sweeping away the heroes, the success or failure is empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times." Halfway through muttering, he came back to his senses and felt that he couldn't plagiarize anymore, so he hurriedly stopped his mouth and looked at Huang Zhongyong beside him, fortunately this guy didn't react, he shouldn't have heard it.

Among the three, Yan Jidao is the most famous, and his talent is naturally the best, so he thought for a moment, and wrote while holding up the pen: "The first time I saw him before the grass steps, I met upstairs through the needle.............................. The wine wakes up and hates the brocade for a long time. Looking for the road in the dream, the rain falls in the flowers. Every time he writes a sentence, the Liufu family next to him will read a sentence, so that everyone can know the genius masterpiece for the first time.

Chen Yan is also a little talented, and when he heard this "Linjiang Immortal", he could naturally taste the charm of it, so he was a little stunned, and said that you are quite precocious when you are a few Yan, and you know how to flirt with girls when you are so old! But it's no wonder, after all, people's fathers are Yan Shu, and there must be a lot of singers in the family, and it's normal for Yan to be precocious.

Huang Zhongyong, who was standing in the middle, was also a talented and agile person, and after Yan finished writing, he also wrote: "Yushu and mountains are the same color............. I don't know if I'm drunk. Please try to see the smoke waves, the old rivers and lakes fishing. ”

The words of the poems of these two people all have empty words, although the artistic conception is completely different, but it is already closely related to the theme, especially Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal", which can be called a masterpiece.

Now that the masterpieces of those two have been released, everyone naturally turned their attention to Chen Qicheng, who can write poems such as "Mulan Ci".

"I can't do it!" Chen Yan put the brush in his hand, spread his hands, and said very calmly.

This time it was everyone's turn to be shocked, today's grand event, the person who can write "Mulan Ci", actually said in public that he couldn't do it!? Then there was an uproar below, and the discussion suddenly became louder, in short, there was everything to say. Plagiarism, Jiang Lang is exhausted, and he is famous......

Cao Huanting looked at Liu Xun very proudly and said, "Sister Xun, I'm not wrong, right?!" ”

"How is that possible?" Liu Xun frowned.

Liu Wei finally turned his head, looked at the two of them, and said slowly: "I'm afraid I don't want to do it." Once upon a time, the two sisters saw a student who couldn't make poetry, and his expression was so calm? Even if Chen Qicheng is not talented, after all, he has been studying hard for more than ten years, and it is still no problem to make a random one, so as not to hand in a blank volume. ”

Liu Xun's talented female name is not for nothing, she instantly understood, and said with a somewhat ugly face: "He doesn't want to be my Liu family's son-in-law?" ”

At the beginning of today's Huayuan Poetry Meeting, everyone was intoxicated by the ocean of poetry and couldn't extricate themselves, completely forgetting another purpose of the Liu family to hold this poetry meeting, choosing a son-in-law.

The news that Chen Qicheng couldn't make poems spread to the main hall, Cai Xiang and the others couldn't sit still, so they all rushed over to find out, and happened to see Chen Yan standing on the stage with his fists clenched, and said loudly: "The kid is only a shallow learner, and he has disappointed expectations, so he is really ashamed." Farewell. After speaking, he got up and walked to the stage, knowing that he had just walked halfway, Huang Zhongyong suddenly said: "Chen Gongzi, please stay." ”

Chen Yan turned to look at the unattractive Huang Zhongyong with a puzzled face, and everyone in the audience looked the same, not knowing what Huang Zhongyong wanted to say or do.

Huang Zhongyong once again lifted the pen and wrote on the paper: "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water...... while the family on the side subconsciously recited, and suddenly there was silence, and even Cai Xiang and others who came to the stage stopped in surprise. This Xinghua Huang Zhongyong has such a talent to learn, in a short period of time, even to make a poem?!

Chen Yan was dumbfounded when he heard this, and said in his heart that he had just said a few words that he was talking about for a while, but he didn't expect to be listened to by Huang Zhongyong beside him, what kind of ear power are you!

Huang Zhongyong stopped writing after writing a few degrees of sunset red, ignored everyone's gaze, looked at Chen Yan, and said slowly: "This is the upper que that Chen Gongzi chanted just now, and he can't make up for this que. ”

This is also a song "Linjiang Immortal", but only half a que has surpassed Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal", whether it is the artistic conception or the philosophy refracted far above Yan Jidao's children's affection.

Yan Shu slowly walked in front of Chen Yan and asked in a trembling voice, "But there is still a que?" ”

Although Chen Yan didn't know who the old man in front of him was, he subconsciously felt that this person's identity was not low, and he had an infinite love for poetry. So he turned around and came to the table, stretched out his hand to take the brush handed by Huang Zhongyong, and wrote: "The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times." On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”

This Ming Dynasty Yang Shen's "Linjiang Immortal" can be described as a noun for the ages, with far-reaching artistic conception, bold and subtle, which makes people feel angry when they read it, and can't help but add thousands of emotions in their hearts.

At this time, even Yan Shu, Cai Xiang, Sima Guang and other literature were suppressed, and their minds were full of the artistic conception created by this "Linjiang Immortal", the white-haired fisherman, the leisurely woodcutter, full of interest in the autumn moon and spring breeze, the past and present, the world has changed, even those famous and great achievements are nothing. It's just a conversation between people after tea and dinner, talking and laughing, and dripping with joy. How much helplessness is beyond words.

The crows are silent, everyone is savoring this infinite artistic conception, and even people like Cao Huanting who don't understand poetry and poetry are bowing their heads in contemplation, which shows how powerful this word is.

In the end, Chen Yan broke the silence: "This poem was not written by a kid, it was written in ancient books, so it can't be counted!" ”

Di Yong and Zhao Zongxuan, who were standing in the audience, shook their heads, there was only one thought in their hearts, you are talking nonsense again! This is what it looks like in that ancient book, why doesn't Lao Tzu know?!