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"Alas! That's a bit of a shame! However, it's okay, it's a win! ”

Qin Yong didn't understand why Zhu Ze was so proud after writing the same verses as the vernacular, but people like Cheng Mubai, Hanbok and others were very clear!

Because among the five poems, only this one was written by Zhu Ze on the spot!

Although the quality of this poem is actually a bit miserable, it is still a poem, so Zhu Ze is naturally happy!

Moreover, this poem is likely to determine the final result of this competition, so although Cheng Mubai and other people all think that Zhu Ze wrote this poem, it will really damage the prestige of these talents, but anyway, now there is a chance to win, so they naturally don't care!

After all, their common enemy now was Qin Yong. And if they hadn't been able to defeat Qin Yong today, then it would basically be said that all the students of their Hanshan Academy were now "pressed" under Qin Yong! By that time, their face would have been so embarrassing!

However, what they didn't expect was that Zhu Ze's fifth poem was far from being able to determine the outcome of this competition, so they could see the corner of Qin Yong's mouth smiling lightly and said, "Not bad!" Zhu Gongzi's poems are really good! However, compared with the previous first, it seems to be a little inferior! ”

"What?"

Hearing Qin Yong's words, Zhu Ze almost lost his breath! "Compared to the previous first, it seems to be a little inferior?" But the first poem just now. Qin Yongke bluntly reprimanded it as "bullshit"! And now, Qin Yong said that the newly composed poems are slightly inferior to the previous first! Isn't this burying people? It's a little worse than bullshit poetry. What should that be called? Is it bullshit?

"Humph!"

Zhu Ze was originally angry by Qin Yong's words, but he was quickly relieved, and instead said to Qin Yong triumphantly: "Qin Mingheng, you just continue to do this tongue desire!" My son has a lot of them, so I won't worry about you! ”

"However, Ben Gongzi is here to remind you, this competition. That's both quality and quantity! And in the case of a deviation between quantity and quality, it is based on the quantity! And now, there are a total of five poems written by Ben Gongzi, and you are only four, so this is a competition. It's Ben Gongzi who wins! Haha"

When Zhu Ze said this, there was a sneering look in his eyes. It felt as if he had already won, so now he was still talking to Qin Yong, it was just a joke! It's like a "cat playing with mice". It's the wanton pleasure that is tight!

But what he didn't expect was that this competition was indeed a game like "cat playing mouse", but the question was, whether Qin Yong was a mouse or not. Or is he the mouse? That's undecided!

What he thought was that he had completely grabbed the "tail" of Qin Yong, a big mouse. Therefore, no matter how Qin Yong "escapes", he can't "escape"!

But the fact is that he is just the "prey" that was caught and released by Qin Yong, and just felt a glimmer of hope for "escape", but was immediately pinched off again! As long as Qin Yong wanted to, he, the prey, would return to the claws of the "cat" at any time!

"Huh!"

Qin Yong also smiled, and finally said lightly in Zhu Ze's sneering gaze, "Zhu Gongzi, if you remember correctly, the time stipulated in this competition seems to be only half an hour!" And now, it's only been three quarters of an hour, what? You just think you're going to win? ”

"Hahah

Hearing Qin Yong say this, the laughter of Zhu Ze and the talented people behind him who also thought that he had won stopped abruptly!

That's right, there is indeed a little bit left of the time stipulated in this competition! Although the time it took Zhu Ze to write those poems just now was indeed close to two quarters of an hour, but when Qin Yong just read out those four poems in one breath, the time that had passed was only a quarter of an hour, so the time left for this half-hour competition was still close to a quarter of an hour, so the result of this competition was indeed unknown yet, but just now, they were so happy for a moment that they forgot about this!

"Is it hard that you can compose other poems?"

When Zhu Ze heard Qin Yong's words, his face suddenly changed greatly, and in the end, he was still not confident, and asked Qin Yongdao with a hint of luck.

How much he actually hoped that Qin Yong would answer him, he couldn't write any poems at all? In this way, he will really win this competition! However, if Qin Yong can still make poems, even if there is only one, but with the Cheng dù of those poems that Qin Yong took out before, it can basically be said that he has no chance of winning!

"What do you say?"

And the final result was that Qin Yong smiled, but he didn't answer his question as Zhu Ze wished, but instead shook his sleeves and prepared to start reading.

It turned out that the reason why he would do that was entirely because he knew very well that in fact, the truth was far better than the words, and the next time was running out! Although he wanted to recite these poems, it really wouldn't take much time, but Liu Luoyao needed more time to write them down, so he couldn't delay for a moment!

"Draw a bamboo branch and cut a stone, and the stone is one foot higher than the bamboo branch. Although one foot makes him taller, I will see my strength in the coming year. ”

A gust of wind swept upside down, and the bamboo branches turned back to the sky. Sweeping the clouds and fog is really my business, and I can't just sweep the ground. ”

"The autumn wind crossed Xiaoxiang last night, touching the stones and passing through the forest, but the bamboo branches are not afraid, and they fight a thousand times."

"Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks; Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows southeast and northwest. ”

"Boom!"

"This can't be, is it, four? Did I hear me wrong? ”

"Probably not! Because I've heard it with my own ears! This, this Qin Mingheng, is it really such a talent? 'Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is blowing. 'This kind of rare good poem, can he really twist it at his fingertips?' ”

"I guess so! In ancient times, Cao Zhi of the Western Jin Dynasty could write poems in seven steps, but he Qin Mingheng was able to make eight consecutive poems of the same theme in one breath. With such talent, I'm afraid that he is already invincible in the entire Yangzhou City, right? ”

"Hehe, what about Yangzhou City? Even the entire Jiangnan has never heard of such a talented person! ”

"In that case, isn't he the first person in the entire Jiangnan Clan?"

"Wow"

Qin Yong really brought out the four "Yongzhu" poems of Zheng Banqiao, one of the eight monsters of the Qing Dynasty, one in a row!

When it comes to a theme like "Yongzhu", Zheng Banqiao is definitely one of the most famous figures in history. And in his poems, the one "insists that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks; Thousands of blows are still strong, and Ren Er's southeast and northwest wind is a classic among the classics.

According to many sayings that have been circulated in later generations, this poem is already equivalent to waving such a theme as "Yongzhu" to the extreme level, so as soon as this poem is read out of Qin Yong's mouth, many well-educated people present will immediately feel it, and if they want to "Yongzhu" in the future, it will really be "Yong" without "Yong"!

Because, I'm afraid you won't be able to write a "Yongzhu" poem comparable to this poem, so the interest that was already mentioned will soon dissipate. And this is similar to the effect of Qin Yong's "Yongyue" lyrics "Water Tune Song Head" not long ago, and at that time, in order to express the extreme admiration of this aspect, the scholars in Yangzhou City also gave him a nickname called "Yongyue Gongzi".