Chen Zhang's thinking was lively, and after a little thought, he picked up the pen to compose a poem, but in the time of half a pillar of incense, he handed over the poem to the hands of Master Qin. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After Qin Zhao read it, there was a look of appreciation in his eyes, he nodded, and handed it over to a few other people to taste together, after they saw it, they all nodded and smiled with satisfaction, these specially invited people are all great powers in the literary world, and they can get their appreciation, Chen Zhang only felt that this experience was in vain, and when he saw Ye Qiu, who had not yet started writing, there was a disdainful chuckle in his eyes.

Seeing that Chen Zhang handed in the poems, Ye Qiu thought for a while, and then began to write, before he handed it in, Su Wen on the side handed in his poems first, and glanced at Ye Qiu with deep meaning, it seemed that he also had the intention of competing, or he didn't want to see him lose too badly.

Su Wen's poems were also well received, and when Ye Qiu's poems were sent, Qin Zhao was stunned for a moment, carefully and carefully, read them several times, and looked at Ye Qiu again, and then reluctantly handed over the poems to several other people for circulation.

"Brother Ye, is the poem you wrote really that good? Why did Bachelor Qin watch it for so long, and now my father and they have seen it again, and they have the same expression as Bachelor Qin. Xiao Chen had just read Ye Qiuzuo's poems silently in his heart, and he didn't think there was anything outstanding, but for the expressions of several judges, he began to doubt himself again.

Xiao Yao glared at him: "How much ink do you have in your stomach, don't you know yet?" ”

Xiao Chen was suddenly dumbfounded, who made him a well-known person in the whole mansion who did not learn and did not know how to do it.

"Okay, there are more than 100 poems handed in now, and if there are any poems in your hand that you want to hand in, hurry up and hand them in now."

After another quarter of an hour, Qin Zhao saw that the time was almost up, so he opened his mouth to urge.

Everything that should be handed in has already been handed in, and the rest are not very confident in themselves, and they don't dare to hand in their poems again.

"There are also a lot of excellent works this time, and after our unanimous review, ten of them were selected to be shared with everyone."

Although Qin Zhao was old, his voice was very clear, and then he began to take out a poem and read: "At night in the bright moon and West Lake, the wind blows cold and dews in autumn. The two of them met at the Queqiao, and the love stayed here. ”

"Although this poem is not considered a superior work, it also responds to the situation, and the last sentence of 'love is so far to stay', which also points out that on the Magpie Bridge, the meaning of the eternal love between the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl can also be included in the list of masterpieces, and after discussion, it will be included in the tenth place!"

Qin Zhao read several articles in a row, and each one was more literary than the other, which shows that the students who accepted the invitation to come are all talented.

"Next, there is the poem that won the third place, and I believe everyone is already looking forward to it." After reading the poems of the last seven names, Qin Zhao said humorously.

On that side, Chen Zhang looked at Ye Qiu, his eyes were extremely disdainful, the poems of the last seven had been read, and none of his poems had been read, in his heart, it was obvious that Ye Qiu's poems were demarcated outside the top ten.

"Haha, Lao Qin, don't make fun of this group of juniors, they are all good seedlings." Zeng Fuzi stroked his palms and smiled.

Xiao Quan and the others also looked at him with a smile on their faces, although Qin Zhao looked like a Confucian and rigorous, but in fact, he was not comparable to those rotten Confucians, and he himself was once a brother in the innovation world.

Qin Zhao didn't say much, and read the poem out directly: "In the dark autumn sky, Pinghu doesn't meet people." I don't see the singing around the beam, and the flat ground in the world is also rugged. ”

This work was shocked, just now the scholars who were read the poem also came back from the complacency, only Chen Zhang's face is not very good-looking, this poem is from his hands, originally thought that relying on this poem can get a first class, but I didn't expect to only fall into the third place, it seems that I really underestimated the students of this Hangzhou Mansion.

"This poem describes the injustice of the world and the hardships of the world, but in this peaceful year, it is a little sad, and it ranks third." Qin Zhao commented in a pertinent tone.

"That's right, people like us who are studying, regardless of the nobility of our backgrounds, can also build tall buildings on flat ground, and we don't have to be arrogant!" Zeng Fuzi was also born in the Han Dynasty, and he has a much deeper understanding of the sentence in Chen Zhang's poem, 'The world is flat and rugged'.

"I heard that your trip is to enter Beijing to catch the exam, and on the way, I also hope that you can feel more of the true warmth of the world, and I hope you can get a good result in the autumn exam on this trip!" Su Baisu's prefect also spoke out to encourage.

"Thank you for your comments! Students should follow the teachings! After Chen Zhang listened to the comments, Fang Cai's pride had already been thrown aside, replaced by humility and politeness, he was born in a poor family, he only understood the suffering of the Han people, but he ignored a lot of real warmth and sophistication, the words of several teachers also made him feel warm in his heart, and the original heart of the competition was also much lighter, and he looked at Ye Qiu's gaze again, which eased a lot.

"The poem for the second place will be read to everyone by the old man." After letting Chen Zhang sit down, Zeng Fuzi picked up a poem and read it clearly: "Looking at the stars alone by the river, the golden wind of Yulu reports Su Qiu." The magpie bridge becomes a phoenix driving, and the tassel is between the green tents and the stars. The two feelings are lingering as before, and the beginning of the year is goodbye. ”

This poem is like a jade, like water, the Weaver Girl and the Cowherd once a year to describe the situation, the end is also a warning to show it, telling lovers not to forget the people who accompany each other day and night, no matter whether they are separated and scattered, they must also be the same every year, and their hearts are the same. It can be regarded as a masterpiece, ranking second. After Mr. Zeng finished reading, he gave the corresponding comments.

Su Wen, the author of the poem, did not say too much, it seems that this poem was just written by him on a random basis, and he didn't care what kind of ranking this poem could achieve.

"The old man won't read the next poem," when he won the first place in the poem, Qin Zhao sold it and handed the work in his hand to a girl next to him, saying, "You circulate this poem to them." ”

The girl took the rice paper, saluted, walked towards the audience, and showed the poems in her hands to the students one by one.

"You wrote this?" After circulating Ye Qiu's side, and occasionally seeing the plaque of Ye Qiu's inscription glaze workshop, Xiao Yao gently touched Ye Qiu's arm with his elbow and asked.

"A simple work is difficult to get into the hall of elegance." Ye Qiu said with a humble face.

"Hey, look at you, I just think it's very beautiful, like a painting." Xiao Yao rolled her eyes, for poetry, she has not studied much martial arts since she was a child, and at most she is not illiterate.

"Brother Ye, I didn't expect that you still have this hand, in my opinion, you should be able to win this poetry competition today." Xiao Chen also suddenly remembered Ye Qiu's unique handwriting, so he spoke.

"You mean, he wrote this poem?" Li Lizhi pulled Xiao Chen's sleeve and looked at Ye Qiu with some surprise, although she knew that Ye Qiu had a bit of a literary background, but she had never heard of such a person in Hangzhou City before, she only knew that her cousin was the first talent in Hangzhou City......

"Yes, I have seen his writing, and the handwriting on this poem is his, and others cannot imitate it." Xiao Chen nodded and said, and then told Ye Qiu's unique handwriting.

After a while, the girl returned to the stage again and returned the poem to Qin Zhao.

Seeing that the expressions on the faces of everyone in the audience were almost unanimous in praise, even on the surrounding boats and shores, some people passed the verses over, and there were many exclamations at this moment.

"Grass chirps. Stunned sycamore. The world is full of sorrow in the heavens. The clouds and the moon are locked thousands of times. Float up, float away, don't meet.

Xingqiao magpie driving, I have only seen it after many years, I want to leave love, don't hate it. Morning glory and weaver girl, don't be out of the middle. It was sunny, rainy, and windy. ”

A very nice female voice sounded from the front of the stage, it was the person from Bianjing who read it out with her magnetic alto, and added a lot of sorrow to the song.

"This "Bamboo Xiangzi Tanabata", the person who wrote the lyrics used the romance of things, and expressed the feelings in his heart with the sorrow and hatred of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, when I first read this poem, I thought it was made by a married woman, you see, the sentences in this word are the sad feelings of the woman's husband, compared with the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, it is also the same disease and sympathy, empathy," Qin Zhao said warmly, and his eyes gradually entered the realm of self with the good sentences in the words, and he said after a while: "And what we didn't expect is that such a masterpiece, It was the work of a man! ”

The last sentence surprised many people, and many scholars are still fantasizing about whether there will be another talented woman on Qixi this year, but they didn't expect the truth to be so cruel......