"Yes, that's good." When Wu Lun finished reciting the poem "Linjiang Immortal", behind the screen in the hall, Tang Mi nodded slightly.

After all, she couldn't rest assured that Wu Jie was relieved, but Miss Tang still ran over regardless of decency and peeked with Xiaohuan.

Listening to the eldest lady's praise of Wu Lun's new words, Xiaohuan, the personal maid, was very surprised, and asked in a low voice: "Eldest lady, in this way, Wu Lun's son's words are very good, and I don't know how many places I can get." ”

"As far as Wu Lun's poem is concerned, it is much better than me, and that kind of hidden and romantic rhyme, I Tang Mi can't make it." Tang Mi said softly.

I have to admit that this Wu Lun is worthy of the four words of talent among young scholars, and he can't write the weather in this poem just now, although there are still slight deficiencies, but there should be no problem in winning the first place in this competition.

The poem she wrote for Wu Jie was in a hurry, and many places were still very frizzy and mellow. But even so, squeezing into the top fourteen, she is still very confident.

As a talented woman, Tang Mi thinks that her talent is not inferior to that of a man. Unfortunately, because she is a daughter, it is not convenient to participate in the gathering between literati, and she is also very curious about how the world evaluates her poetry, so she wants to use the hand of Wu Jie to participate in the competition, and also help her future husband by the way, so as not to embarrass him in front of hundreds of people.

"My Tang Mi's future husband can't be a fool......" The thought turned in the bottom of his heart, and Tang Mi's pretty face suddenly turned red: "Impossible, he is not stupid, not only is he not stupid, but he is also eccentric and fun." Thinking of the limerick poem he had written in front of the library pavilion before, the corners of Miss Tang's mouth curled, and she almost laughed out loud.

How did the eldest lady's subtle mind Xiaohuan know, and when she saw her smile, she thought about it: "Eldest Miss, since you said that this Wu Lun Gongzi's words are better than yours, then he can win the first place and successfully enter my family's Muma Mountain House Academy to study?" ”

"There shouldn't be any problems."

"That's good." Xiaohuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "I don't understand poetry, but since Miss said that this poem is good, it must be very good." ”

"It's not great." Tang Mi commented in a low voice: "Wu Lun's "Linjiang Immortal" has beautiful words and great atmosphere, but unfortunately the poems are like eight strands of Shiwen, from Han Yuefu to Sui Ci and Yuan Qu, the meaning of what should be written seems to have been written. For example, today's theme is spring and rain, Wu Lun, like ordinary people, is nothing more than a small love tune such as spring sorrow and love, which is inevitably a little old. Actually, even if you write like that, it's fine, but you have to get something new to make it stand out. In my opinion, it is the posture of a middle-aged person, but it is enough to take the first place. ”

Miss Tang muttered: "Since my uncle's old lady 'rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water', I haven't seen words that make people applaud for more than 20 years. ”

Xiaohuan laughed in a low voice: "There is only one uncle in the whole world. ”

The two whispered to each other, because there were so many people in the hall, and no one noticed that there were two women standing behind the screen.

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In the hall, the applause was still coming and going, and no one heard what Wu Lun and Wu Jie said.

The praise continued, and someone shook his head and said: "I have heard for a long time that there is a Wu Lun Wu Caizi in Xinjin County, and he is the first in the six counties of Chengdu Prefecture in poetry. Xiaosheng was a little unconvinced in his heart, but now he said that as soon as this "Linjiang Immortal" came out, he was completely convinced. It's really a long aftertaste! ”

"Yes, Wu Lungongzi's previous poem of seven words is majestic, but the words written unexpectedly are graceful and timeless, and they have the meaning of Sui people's elegance and agility, which is really made by God!"

When everyone's voices were quieter, on the seat, Professor Chengdu Fuxue looked at Wu Lun excitedly, and couldn't help but know to Master Tang and Wen Tong beside him: "Good words, good words." The poem at noon is already very good, I didn't expect Wu Lun's words to be so well written, how many talents I have in Chengdu Mansion! ”

Wen Tongzhi was a high-ranking official after all, he smiled faintly, stroked his beard and said nothing, but the old man Tang looked at Wu Lun with a pleased gaze, and said: "What a nephew of Wu Lun and Wu Shi, it is not in vain that I will look at you in vain." In this competition, even if you are the first, others must have no opinion. ”

As soon as Wu Yan heard this, he stood up abruptly and shook excitedly: "Master Tang praised it falsely, and the younger generation just scribbled casually and wrote a few sentences indiscriminately, and he can't afford your old man's praise." ”

The professor of Fuxue also laughed: "I don't have any problem with Wu Lun being the first, just him." Tongzhi, what do you think? ”

Wen Tongzhi nodded slowly, and agreed.

It seemed that there was no suspense about this first, Wu Lun straightened up, proudly reached out and patted the shoulder of the dejected Wu Jie.

He whispered and laughed disdainfully: "Brother Jie, what is the matter with you taking the first place in the county test, the people of the entire Xinjin County know it in their hearts, but the county lord sees you pitiful, so he raises his noble hand." But you are stupid, thinking that you have changed from a fool to a reader. People are self-aware, what else can you do without Miss Tang's script? Go back, this is not the place to be. ”

In front of so many people, it was impossible for Wu Jie to ignore his own face and attack on the spot, he took a deep breath, and his expression turned calm: "Wu Lun, you can't write a poem when I do?" To tell you the truth, Miss Tang's lyrics are just poems between me and her, and I didn't think to copy them. Let's see me write a new poem, let everyone taste it, and see if I can beat you. ”

"Just rely on you fool, this number one is my Wu Lun's, and no one can snatch it!" As if he had heard something funny, Wu Lun could no longer control the smugness in his heart, laughed loudly, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

I only felt that the blocks that had been shrouded in my chest for a long time also disappeared with the slightly drunk wine.

Lord Wu, I, Wu Lun, have been able to get to where I am today, relying on my own talents, not your so-called care. Without you, I, Wu Lun, would be able to be admitted to the show, and I would be able to achieve fame.

But because I have received your help, and because I am a relative who can't beat you with eight poles, when others mention me Wu Lun, they all say that they rely on your support.

When you fall, others say that Wu Lun is just an ordinary person, and without your care, this life will be like this.

There are even villains, seeing that the Wu family is losing power, they actually want to step on the head of my Wu talent.

Today, in these two competitions, in front of the scholars of the entire Chengdu Mansion, I Wu Jie won two first places, which can be regarded as a name for myself, and my Wu Jie is a well-deserved talent.

And Lord Wu, look at how far your son has fallen now, haha, I, Wu Lun, became famous in one fell swoop, causing a sensation in the entire Chengdu Mansion, and I breathed a big sigh of evil. Not only will I take back my name as a talented man, but I will also rob your son's fiancée.

Miss Tang is both good-looking, even the Caiyun girl holding the pipa in front is slightly inferior, and only I, Wu Jie, can be worthy of him, your son is a fool, why should he hold a beauty?

Thinking of this, Wu Lun looked up, his eyes fell on Caiyun's beautiful face, and there was a hot breath in his abdomen: This Caiyun is both talented and beautiful, if you are really moved by my poems, you will fall in love with me, and it will be a beautiful thing to be a concubine for me.

The more Wu Lun thought about it, the more impulsive he became, and he couldn't help but get carried away and walk in front of Caiyun.

looked at the beauty in front of him with unscrupulous eyes, arched his hand, and said with a smile: "Caiyun girl, Wu Lun has heard of the girl's talent for a long time. People say that the girl's pipa and singing voice is the sound of nature, but unfortunately she didn't have a chance to kiss Fangze, and she didn't have the first place in this competition, and asked the girl to show her singing voice, but Xiaosheng's wish. ”

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"Sure enough, I won the first place, and Miss saw it accurately." Xiaohuan cheered lowly.

"You little girl, what are you happy about for an irrelevant person?" Miss Tang frowned slightly.

At present, Wu Lun is also carried away, and he actually stepped forward to tease the singer Caiyun in public.

Xiaohuan opened his mouth wide in surprise, Tang Mi had a trace of disgust on his face, and couldn't help but shake his head: "This Wu Lun, the poetry is excellent, why is his character so unbearable?" It's really disappointing that my family Xiaohuan admires it so much. ”

Xiaohuan's eyes were full of tears: "Who admires this disciple, I hate him!" ”

"Hehe, I hate it, my Xiaohuan also knows that I hate people." Tang Mi smiled, a little unbearable.

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Caiyun was doing nothing beside him, as soon as he saw Wu Lun's burning eyes staring at him, as if he wanted to see through himself, and he spoke very rudely, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and naturally he would not give Wu Lun any good looks.

said coldly: "Before this competition is over, Childe boasted that he won the first place, don't you think it's too early?" Perhaps, there are people who write better than you. ”

Wu Lun didn't notice the boredom in Caiyun's expression, and continued to smile, and said, "Miss Caiyun, just now, I made a name with Master Zhi, Master Professor, and Master Tang. Now, the manuscripts of all colleagues have been handed in, but no one can compare Wu Lun. ”

"Really?" Caiyun turned his head and asked.

Master Tang sorted out the large stack of manuscripts in his hand and nodded: "It's all accepted, no one can beat Wu Lunxian's nephew." ”

"It looks like there's one more that hasn't been handed in." Caiyun was a little unwilling, and his eyes turned and his eyes fell on Wu Jie's head.

Everyone's eyes followed Caiyun's gaze, and then they laughed at the same time.

"There's one more person who hasn't turned in the papers."

"Haha, I guess I can't write it, and I'm going to have to hand in a blank paper again."

"Uh, what do I say?"

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