No one can compare with it, and under the tongue of everyone, Master Fang and the old literati Mr. Hu respect him very much, and they feel that the jackpot of the Yancheng Poetry Club is none other than this Zhu Gongzi.

Zhu Ziming is full of economy and poetry, which is understandable, and Mr. Hu's praise for him is also realistic, and everyone does not feel that there is a suspicion of sycophancy.

At this moment, the moonlight is thicker, the pale golden moonlight is sprinkled on the South Lake, reflecting the lively scenery of the Su Causeway, the cold autumn breeze is coming, but it does not reduce the slightest enthusiasm of everyone, tonight's poetry will be so exciting!

"Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring!"

On the periphery of the Su Causeway, the poems at the poetry meeting had begun to spread, and a prince knocked on a small fan and read this poem: "I think this sentence is the most exquisite!" ”

"Look at each other for the moon-shaped, only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals!"

The other son scratched his smile and said: "Brother Tai is wrong, I think this poem is more subtle, it is really the best in the ages!" ”

The poems at the poetry meeting have long been silently remembered in their hearts, and they are all intoxicated in tasting the poetry in the poems, and Zhu Ziming's poems are the most popular, everyone is rushing to read these two poems, with a hint of drunkenness in their eyes, these two poems are really miraculous!

All the tourists read the poems, so that the poems on the Su Causeway of the South Lake will be more and more full of elegance, sighing one after another, the young ladies have a moving pretty face, rendering the beautiful moonlight, more charming

"Only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals" In the curtain behind the high platform, the mysterious man's deep eyes burst out with a hint of brilliance: "It's really a good poem, I didn't expect this Zhu Ziming to be so talented, it's really surprising!" ”

The subordinate beside him seemed to think of something, and said thoughtfully: "Master, this Zhu Ziming seems to have been just an unknown person before, he has studied for a few years, and he is just lucky to be a showman." ”

The mysterious man frowned slightly: "This is strange, although he has left the Shen family for a few years, it is impossible for him to be so sophisticated in his knowledge, could it be that he has encountered some master's guidance?" ”

For everything about the Shen family, the mysterious person knows everything about it, this Shen family's son-in-law escaped marriage for a few years before returning, and later changed his name, named Zhu Ziming, which is also secondary, the identity of the son-in-law is no different from the concubine, and he will not be able to enter the genealogy and ancestral hall in the future, and it doesn't matter who the surname is.

However, at this time, Zhu Ziming can't be compared with the past at all, this literary style really makes people have to admire, I'm afraid that by the time of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Ziming's three words will completely resound throughout the entire Yan Kingdom.

The jackpot winner of the Yan Guo Poetry Club is still the son-in-law of a big family, can he not be famous?

The subordinate lowered his face slightly: "The master's guess should be right, otherwise how could he ascend to the sky in one step, no one can compare with him!" ”

No matter how the two guessed and thought, it was difficult to expect that Zhu Ziming was actually an imposter - an imposter son-in-law

The mysterious man nodded, and suddenly there was a cold light in his eyes: "Even if his wings are stiff, he still has a marriage contract with Xin'er, and he has delayed Xin'er for so many years, if he dares to play any tricks again, I can't spare this kid!" ”

A cold air shot straight at Zhu Ziming from the curtain, and at this moment, Zhu Ziming suddenly felt cold all over his body, and couldn't help sneezing, he wondered in his heart, how could he feel creepy for no reason.

Zhu Ziming glanced around and didn't find anything, so he didn't doubt it anymore, maybe it was a little colder

Next, because of Zhu Ziming's excellent work, the talents of the ancient city who had just advanced to the first round were instantly eclipsed, even if they recited a few decent poems, they could not escape the fate of being eliminated.

Several Hanlin academicians understand that this masterpiece of poetry is simply easy for Zhu Gongzi, and the jackpot should belong to him, so he doesn't want to waste too much time, and he is out of the game!

The eliminated talents of the ancient city, all with bitter faces, this Zhu Brother Tai is simply a monster! It's really time to write a poem before him, but it's too late to regret it, so let's wait until next year, and I hope I won't meet such a monster-like character next year

The talented people sighed in their hearts, and they didn't want to leave at this moment, but they wanted to hear Zhu Ziming's next masterpieces.

In this way, the first contender of the poetry club is only left in the capital, Wushuang City and Lingyun City, although the poetry meeting is coming to an end, but everyone is waiting to see if there will be more excellent poems.

Immediately, everyone looked at Lord Fang, and their hearts burned like they wanted to know what the next topic would be.

Fang Junyi looked at the bright moon in the sky, paused a few times, and said: "In a few days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the last question will be based on the Mid-Autumn Festival, let's make a poem!" ”

Today is the ninth day of August, and after the sixth day, it will really be fifteen, and everyone's hearts tremble, and they all yearn for the beautiful scene when they are reunited with their families

An academician with quite old qualifications stood up and said, "Since Lord Fang has such a good fortune and wants to listen to the lyrics of the talents, why don't you let Miss Yun play and sing the words made by the talents, how about it!" ”

Everyone was slightly stunned for a moment, thinking of the talented Yuncai girl singing lyrics and songs on the spot, how wonderful this is, and all of them were excited and their eyes widened: "Okay, this proposal is good!" ”

Miss Yun! Which Miss Cloud? Zhu Ziming vaguely guessed something, looking at everyone's drooling appearance, it seems that this Miss Yun is very admired, let me ask, how many talented women are popular in Yan Country?

Cloud chick is here! Zhu Ziming was surprised, and then a pair of eyes looked around for a beautiful figure, and when his eyes fell on the referee's bench under the high platform, Yun Wanqing sat in the center!

Feeling Zhu Ziming's surprised gaze, Yun Wanqing glared at him with disgust, am I so indifferent, only to find out that I am here at this moment? Damn the disciples!

Yun Wan was embarrassed, her gentle appearance, coupled with a bit of playfulness, was really gorgeous, making countless eyeballs fall to the ground

Regarding the old academician's proposal, Fang Junyi smiled and said, "Miss Yun, what do you think?" ”

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ps: I came back very late, but I still gritted my teeth and insisted on updating a chapter, presumably the brothers have slept, and the old blood has gone to sleep