King Liang looked at Song Kangwen and the others with interest, and did not speak, what idea these guys had in their hearts, of course he knew that he was completely trying to let Li Mingyuan drill it, for this kind of villain behavior, King Liang was very disdainful.

"I wonder if Brother Li is interested in pointing us out?" Wu Zhihua saw that King Liang didn't squeak, so he directly provoked Li Mingyuan.

Li Mingyuan really couldn't be interested in this kind of substandard competition, but everyone came to smash the field, and if he retreated, he would be lacking in confidence, so he had to pretend to nod helplessly and said, "Since Brother Wu is so warmly invited, then I will point out one or two, one or two!" ”

Seeing Li Mingyuan's impatient look, the three equally arrogant lords were all annoyed, Song Kangwen said directly, "Brother Li, listen well, we have four questions in the autumn and moon, and no one has drawn a question to compose a poem, I don't know what Brother Li thinks?" ”

Li Mingyuan, who is familiar with Tang and Song poems, is afraid of things like these guys discussing with him, but he is 100% sure of composing poetry.

"Okay, no problem, you guys come first, I can only point out when I see your true level, right?" Li Mingyuan said with an extremely arrogant smile.

"In that case, I will be the first to come, and I will be the subject of the month, and you will listen:

The water is quiet and the building is straight,

The mountains are dark and the moon is slanting.

The night comes and goes,

Kill the crow! ”

This time it was Liu Zhonglan who popped out first, a poem was quite outstanding, everyone applauded, and King Liang also nodded approvingly.

Although Song Kangwen and others thought of the poems in advance, the time was not very long, in such a short time, they came up with such good sentences, it is not difficult to see that these so-called young talents still have some talents, if Li Mingyuan is not crossing, it is estimated that the root is not the opponent of others.

"Brother Liu is very literate, so I will also take flowers as the theme, and the poem is called "Peony Yin"

The peony flowers are crowned with flowers, and there is more king during the period.

The four colors change into a hundred colors, and all kinds of colors are fragrant! ”

After Li Mingyuan said that there were so many plum blossoms, Song Kangwen still came to "Peony Yin" so grandiosely, obviously going to fight him to the death.

As soon as Song Kangwen's words fell, there was another round of applause, and everyone was full of praise, which made him quite complacent.

"Brother Liu, Brother Song is really brilliant, and the younger brother admires it, so let's pick one at random, just take the wind as the theme!" The only remaining Wu Zhihua glanced at Li Mingyuan, and saw that others had no intention of arguing with him at all, so he said easily.

"Brother Wu is polite, I also admire your literary talents, and I ask Brother Wu to read it and let me enjoy it one or two!" Song Kangwen and others touted each other, completely isolating Li Mingyuan.

Under the praise of everyone, Wu Zhihua coughed quite complacently, and then said in a low voice,

"I was worried about getting up and going back to bed, and the night was long.

The wind blows the snow flakes like flowers falling, and the moonlight and ice are like broken mirrors! ”

"What a wind blows and snowflakes like flowers, Brother Wu is talented, brother admires!" Song Kangwen seemed to recite the poem again, and said with great admiration.

After another period of mutual encouragement, Song Kangwen looked at Li Mingyuan with a smile and said, "I've finished reading the three of them, I don't know how Brother Li feels?" ”

Li Mingyuan, who had been deserting, came back to his senses at this time, and said with a red face, "Brother Song, don't worry, I'll give you some pointers, by the way, what kind of poem are you, I forgot!" ”

"You, you're too much!" Song Kangwen was trembling by Li Mingyuan's anger, and Wu Zhihua and others were also extremely angry, but Li Mingyuan didn't take himself and others seriously at all.

Seeing Song Kangwen twitching all over, Li Mingyuan was a little curious, he didn't do anything hurtful, how could he make this surnamed Song angry as if he was going crazy.

"Mingyuan can't be rude, just now you and Kang Wen and others despised and discussed, with the title of Fenghua Qiuyue, now that Fenghuayue is done, there is autumn left, you will use autumn as the title to make a poem!" King Liang was also a little shocked by Li Mingyuan, this kid will not stop if he doesn't make people angry.

"Ahem, I see, I remembered!" Li Mingyuan smiled awkwardly, and in the eyes of everyone's extreme hatred, this guy was decisively hanging.

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

As soon as the cranes line the clouds in the clear sky, it will lead poetry to the blue sky! ”

After reading an autumn poem, the scene was silent, everyone was sluggish, this poem by Liu Yuxi was compiled into textbooks and textbooks, and it is definitely a classic in Tang poetry.

Although it was a cold winter, King Liang still felt the magnificence of autumn from Li Mingyuan's poems, as well as Li Mingyuan's enterprising spirit and open-minded attitude towards life. He has lived for so many years, and he has been inked for half his life, but this poem is definitely a rare classic he has seen.

"Mingyuan is talented, this king admires!" King Liang actually got up and bowed to Li Mingyuan, which surprised everyone.

"The prince can't help it, you can't help it, you are a daughter, how can you make this great gift to Li Mingyuan?" A county school teacher couldn't help but stop. "What's the matter, Mingyuan's talent is worthy of this king's courtesy, today everyone is here to enjoy the snow hymns, don't talk about these etiquette issues anymore. Boring tight! Liang Wang Zhidao These teachings are all old and pedantic, and they argued with them, and they couldn't stop without three or four hours, so they directly forcibly ended the topic.

After Li Mingyuan's autumn words were read, Song Kangwen was completely silent. Comparing his poems with Li Mingyuan, this made him feel the urge to throw himself into the river when he became famous at a young age, and the poems he had carefully prepared for a long time were not as good as Li Mingyuan casually said, is he so bad, or is Li Mingyuan really a fairy descending to earth?

"Brother Li's talent makes the students throw themselves to the ground, it's ridiculous that I still think I am self-righteous, and the class has an axe, which is really embarrassing!" After listening to Li Mingyuan's autumn words, Liu Zhonglan's face was like ashes, he knew that the three of them had lost this time, but he was also honest in his heart, losing in the hands of a monster like Li Mingyuan was not so ugly.

Liu Zhonglan's surrender heralded the collapse of the triangle camp, Wu Zhihua also bowed to Li Mingyuan with a helpless smile, he is not the king of Liang, although he is a lifter, but in today's competition, he is not as good as Li Mingyuan, a talent, anyway, he has already lost, it is better to perform brightly, so he not only gives Li Mingyuan face, but also gives himself the bottom of the steps, both of them are beautiful, why not?

"Ha Luha, this king has long said that Mingyuan's talent should not be underestimated, you just don't believe it, what's the matter, let's lose!" What King Liang was looking forward to the most was this scene, and he couldn't help but laugh heartily!