"Ha, Xiaoge always wants to write poems, but now that Wu Jie is gone, even if he writes poems, he can't compare with him." Li Li was very unimpressed by these tones of the literati.

In his opinion, a few sour dices together, saying something that everyone doesn't understand, and then comparing who can say it better, isn't this a mouth cannon? Where is the big guy eating, drinking, and playing with money to have fun and fun?

"Little Pavilion Elder, that Wu Jie is just a petty official who is not in the stream, you are a dignified cabinet minister, if you are placed in the previous dynasty, you will be the prime minister, can you fight with him?" was about stimulated by the 200,000 taels of silver, Li Li had a good impression of Yan Shifan, and he spoke casually.

In officialdom, there is no real friendship. However, if two officials were greedy for money together, the relationship would be very different, and some would be like comrades who had been on the battlefield together.

After hearing this, Yan Shifan sneered in his heart: What is Wu Jie's identity, you know a fart. This person first studied in the Lu Mansion, and later had an attendant by the side of the Son of Heaven. Today, he came out of Concubine Li's color shed, obviously colluding with the palace. Just for this ability to drill the camp, the entire Ming Dynasty can not find a second person, but let this person get the jinshi, enter the officialdom, and get it in the future. It's just that such a high-level thing, a person like Li Li doesn't know, and he doesn't bother to say it with you.

However, Li Li still poured some water in the inkstone, and diligently polished a pool of ink for Yan Shifan: "We don't understand the poetry of your readers, since Xiao Ge Lao suddenly became interested, he naturally wrote very well." ”

Yan Shifan had done a big thing just now, and he was proud in his heart, and suddenly there were waves in his chest, and suddenly there was pride gushing out, and he couldn't bear it.

nodded at Li Li, picked up the pen, wrote it down in one go: The autumn wind rises in the northwest, blowing my wandering clothes. Where do the floating clouds come from, and Anzhi is not his hometown......

He wrote this poem with great feeling, and he only felt that the pen in his hand seemed to swim uncontrollably on the paper. And those poems, as if they had not been thought through, bubbled out from the bottom of their hearts.

This poem is very different from his previous style, and it has a mysterious texture.

In an instant, Yan Shifan was a little intoxicated by the artistic conception of this poem.

As he wrote, he said to Li Wei and Li Li with a smile: "In today's competition, Wu Jie was just lucky to beat Yan Shifan. Lord Li, this incident happened in the Li Mansion, and I hope that the two adults will spread the news. ”

Li Li was puzzled: "Donglou, but you lost today, how can you expose your defeat?" Everyone has been talking for so long, and it gradually became warmer, and he directly shouted Yan Shifan's words.

Yan Shifan was not at ease, and smiled faintly: "It's okay, you just say that I, Yan, lost a game tonight." However, Wu Jie's poem was just prepared in advance, and it may not be an old work, or it has been modified, added or deleted countless times. A certain was not convinced, and wanted to continue to compete with him until the final winner was decided. ”

Indeed, today he lost ugly. But if you admit it, do you want your reputation in Shilin?

There was a customary rule in the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty that non-Jinshi could not be an official, and non-Hanlin was not allowed to enter the cabinet.

Yan Shifan is now an auxiliary minister of the cabinet, covering the sky with one hand. But he is famous, born in the country, and he is out of the way. Neither Jinshi nor Hanlin has been ordered, neither of these two accounts for either.

The reason why he became an auxiliary minister was not because of his father's support and the power of the strict party.

Even so, he Yan Shifan is now also the leader of Shilin, and no one can match his poems, green words, and moral articles. It is precisely because he has a great reputation in the literary world that even if he enters the cabinet, it is difficult for others to say anything, he does have this talent.

But now, Yan Shifan's talent and reputation have been challenged by Wu Jie, and his reasons and reasons for joining the cabinet have been shattered.

If you can't defeat Wu Jie in poetry, the consequences are unimaginable. ..., "Yes, the poem Wu Jie must have been written before, and it has also been revised for a long time and is well prepared. He rushed to meet the battle, but lost at his hands. If I continue to compare, with my Yan Shifan's talent, I may not lose to him in the future. Just...... Don't give Wu Jie a chance to slowly revise the polish. Yes, let's just write a new poem in a day or two, and see how long you Wu Energy can support it. When it comes to the speed of writing poetry, who can compare with me in this Ming Dynasty? I don't believe that Wu Jie can write very well without a poem, as long as there is a mistake in one poem, it will immediately show its original form. Yan Shifan thought so in his heart, and he had an idea.

"It's better than ah......" Li Li pouted: "Okay, since Donglou said so, I will spread your original words in the capital." ”

Li Wei, who had not spoken much, suddenly said: "Little Pavilion Elder, I have to admit that Wu Jie's poem is very good and can be passed on to future generations." I have also read books for many years, and I am also convinced by the sentence 'Yangliu'an, the wind and the waning moon'. Xiao Ge Lao, if you say something that you don't like, and then write it, how can you compare the words of this tune? ”

Hearing this, Yan Shifan's hand trembled, and a drop of ink fell onto the paper. I was a little flustered in my heart, yes, Wu Jie's previous song "Yulin Bell" was really good. The first film is like a vivid picture slowly unfolding in front of your eyes, and when the next film arrives, the bleak atmosphere and full emotion explode violently after being set off by this picture, making people unable to control themselves and making people lost.

This kind of text really makes people feel like they are looking up at the mountains!

If I continue to compete with him, how can I hide the light of this poem with this poem standing in front of me?

The heart suddenly became depressed, and the poetry in his chest was immediately broken. I just feel that if there are thousands of pounds in the pen, I can't write anymore.

A hint of cunning suddenly flashed in Li Wei's eyes, and now, as long as the matter of Yuxi Palace is done, the Li family and Xiao Yan will be tied together. Seeing Yan Shifan so decadent, he was amused in his heart and had the heart to help him.

He said: "Xiaoge Lao, the so-called ruler is short, the inch is long, and Tian Ji also knows how to promote his strengths and avoid his weaknesses." ”

Yan Shifan's heart moved, and he turned his head to look at Li Wei: "Master Li, please continue." ”

Li Wei nodded: "I have to admit that Wu Jie's words are not exaggerated even if they are described by famous articles through the ages." However, writing poetry is not the same as writing words, and some people do good words, but poetry is not good. For example, Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty made exquisite lyrics, but there are few of his five words and seven words that have been passed down to later generations, and they are just ordinary works. Perhaps, the same is true of this Wu Festival. Words pay attention to the beauty of words and rhythms, while poems pay attention to battles and artistic conceptions. ”

Yan Shifan's body was shocked, and his face showed joy.

He turned to Li Wei and gave a long stroke, "I've been taught." ”

Yes, maybe this Wu Festival is just a good word, and in poetry, I'm afraid it may not be able to compare with me.

Well, since I initiated the challenge, then I have to follow my rules.

"The two Lord Li, I took the trouble to pass on a certain word, and asked Wu Jie if he dared to compete with Yan Shifan in five words and seven words."

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