Chapter 2 The First and Next Round
The three of them discussed in the pavilion, and then walked out together, seeing this situation, thinking that the ranking had been decided, all the scholars surrounded them together, and even the mad students walked over with their heads up.
"Hehe, there are a lot of excellent works produced in this poetry meeting, which is a great blessing for me in the Yangzhou literary circle," Master Xianping said with a very happy look.
"Yes, this government has participated in several poetry meetings, and this time the poem is the best," Huang Fujun also smiled kindly.
Qin Shanchang on the side also said at this time, "Next, I will read to you the top ten works of this poetry meeting, the tenth place is from the Fang family, and the poem is ......."
I didn't stop until the seventh place, among which the Ouyang family occupied two seats, all of which were obtained by Ouyang Xiaoniezi, and the other five families each got one seat, and the Lin family ranked fifth, it was the scholar who talked to Zhao Wuregret just now, it turned out that he was not useless.
Looking around, some people were happy and some were depressed, but no one expressed dissatisfaction, and it seemed that the three judges were still convincing.
"Let's announce the third place by Lao Na," Master Xianping said with a smile, "It was won by Xu Yuanzhi of the Xu family, and his poem is ......."
"Slow down ......" Master Xianping was just about to start, when he was interrupted by a voice, everyone raised their eyes, but it was Xu Yuanzhi, only to see him with anger on his face, and asked dissatisfiedly, "Did the master make a mistake?" How can I put my poems in third place?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and Zhao Wuregret even secretly scolded an idiot, won't you wait until people finish reading the poem to object? If you write better than you, you won't be silent, and wouldn't it be better if you didn't work again? Jump out now, and wait until your face doesn't get swollen.
"Xu Yuanzhi, don't you think that the three of us are unfair?" Huang Fujun didn't have a good impression of him, and he couldn't help but be angry at this time.
"Please also ask Huangfujun to calm his anger," the head of the Xu family hurriedly came out to make amends, this Xu Yuanzhi also didn't like his eyes, if it weren't for the fact that everyone else in the family was not angry, he Xu Yuanzhi would have been kicked out of the door long ago.
After some good talk, the three of them were finally appeased, and Master Xianping said again, "The third is Xu Yuanzhi of the Xu family, and the poem he made is - the sassy east wind is planted all over the courtyard, and the dark fragrance is full of butterflies. The roses bloom in July, and the peach blossoms become fruitful to the autumn glory. (Note 1)
Master Xianping finished reading and said, "There are two poems in the second place, and the three of us have no dispute, so we have to combine them, the first poem is composed by the third lady of the Ouyang family, and the poem is - the east of the river in front of the Daming Pagoda, and the spring is lazy and leaning on the breeze. The peach blossoms bloom in clusters, and the lovely crimson loves light red. ”
As soon as this poem came out. Everyone pondered in its artistic conception, only Ouyang Wan was depressed, and her three poems were all in the top ten, but she couldn't be happy, which shows that there are people here who are smarter than herself, so who will this person be? At a glance, she saw Zhao Wuregret in the crowd with an indifferent face.
"There is another poem in second place, which is Zhao Wuregret from the Lin family, and his poem is - three or two peach blossoms outside the temple, and the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river. Artemisia is full of short reed buds, which is the time when the puffer fish wants to eat. ”
Zhao Wuregret changed the bamboo to the temple character, but the overall artistic conception has not changed.
"Hmph, this poem is off topic for thousands of miles, and it is ridiculous that it can win the second place," Xu Yuanzhi seized the opportunity and attacked again.
"May I ask Brother Xu, what is the topic that the previous master said?" Zhao Wuregret saw him biting indiscriminately, and couldn't help but step forward and ask.
"Huh? You wrote this poem?" Xu Yuanzhi still raised his head to the sky, and didn't even look at Zhao Wuregret.
"It's exactly what I did, and I ask Brother Xu to correct it," Zhao Wuregret was also very unhappy in his heart, this stupid * is too blind to no one.
"Our poem is going to describe peach blossoms or temples, what are you writing about?"
"The previous master said that it can contain temples or peach blossoms, you only write one kind of peach blossom, and I, you see, don't I have both temples and peach blossoms?"
"You still dare to quibble in front of me," Xu Yuanzhi said angrily.
"Really? This ranking is determined by three judges, are you questioning me or are you questioning them?" Zhao Wuregret didn't quarrel, but said lightly.
"Okay, don't argue any further," Master Xianping said without hesitation, "This ranking is the decision of the three of me, since we are invited to judge, then please respect the result, Master Xu, what do you think?"
The head of the Xu family, who was silent on the side, also said with righteousness and awe-inspiring at this time, "Zhao Gongzi deserves to be ranked second, and my Xu family has no objection." Seeing this, Xu Yuanzhi waved his long sleeves and walked to the side unhappily, but he didn't leave, obviously having to participate in the next link.
"That's it, then I'll read the first poem again, which is still obtained by the son of Zhao Wuregret of the Lin family, this poem is - the world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. There is nowhere to find the spring of long-hate, and I don't know how to turn into this. ”
As soon as this poem came out, everyone suddenly fell silent, even Xu Yuanzhi who pretended to be * on the side was also shocked, in terms of artistic conception, this poem defeated everyone present, the whole poem is just four sentences, from the content to the language There seems to be no profound, but after careful tasting, this ordinary sentence constitutes a plain, natural and fresh scenery.
Xu Yuanzhi no longer spoke, but looked at Zhao Wuregret from a distance, his eyes were complicated, he couldn't shirk the previous poetry meetings, the reason why he came this time was because after several years of preparation, he was confident that he would be a blockbuster today, and completely play the name of madness.
But what he didn't expect was that Ouyang Wan, who had been living in his grandfather's house, would suddenly come back from Jinling, and the title of the first talented woman in Yangzhou made him feel a lot of pressure, and he wanted to back down, but he gave up because he was afraid of being laughed at by others because of his early report, so he came to Daming Temple several times to observe carefully, guessed the question that could probably come out, and prepared early at home.
But what I didn't expect was that I was not only suppressed by Ouyang Wan, but also ran out of a more ferocious one, two poems won the first and second in a row, it seems that there is little hope today.
On the other side, after Ouyang Wan heard this poem, she had no complaints about being ranked second, and she was convinced of this, her beautiful eyes turned slightly, and she came to Zhao Wuregret's side with a light step.
Zhao Wuregret gathered a lot of scholars around him at this time, all of them were greeting him, he could only return the salute one by one, he didn't want to be the kind of person who was crazy and had his nostrils in the sky.
A few scholars who were about to come over paused at this time, hugged their fists and left with a smile, and when they were surprised, a gust of fragrant wind hit, it turned out to be Ouyang Wan coming, no wonder those people were embarrassed to come again.
Turning around, I saw Ouyang Wan looking herself up and down with her watery eyes, and her heart was a little hairy, so she smiled and hugged her fists and said, "It turned out to be the third miss of the Ouyang family, I don't know what Miss Ouyang is doing here?"
Note 1: The first sentence of this poem is from Huang Chao, the fourth sentence is from Liu Yuxi, and the middle two sentences are written nonsense, so everyone is not surprised.