This round is six into four, and Li Mingyuan can be said to be full of emotion in his heart. As the saying goes, if you are familiar with 300 Tang poems, you will not be able to compose poems and chant them! Although he has no literary talent, he has a solid foundation! Just copy it, it is a good sentence that can be passed down through the ages.

"Mistakes, mistakes, you shouldn't just inscribe to others, especially women! Women should not be underestimated, especially royal women! This is the current thought in Li Mingyuan's heart.

Just when Li Mingyuan was in a state of confusion, Zhao Xingfu sang loudly: "In this round, four talents per table can be promoted. Please give the question to General Yang Xuhui of the Tiger Army! ”

"Yang Xuhui?" When he heard these three words, Li Mingyuan couldn't help but look up curiously. This general, whose status in the tiger army is second only to Xiahou Yong, is indeed sturdy and burly, but his face is a little darker, and he has a fight with his African brothers. However, he is ink black, which is significantly different from the sun black of Africans.

As soon as Zhao Xingfu's words fell, the black-faced Yang Xuhui stood up and said loudly: "I, Yang someone, was born in the army, a rough person, and I am not very proficient in poetry. Today's question is difficult for me, I see that the wine and food on this table are very rich, so I will take a wine word as the title. ”

All the talents understand, this time the general came up with a wine word question, but it is a vast space, let others play, whether the writing is good or not, it depends on the artistic conception.

At this time, the first person to speak was Fang Yantao, "Student Fang Yantao, there is a poem, the poem is unbeatable, and the wine is ripe and the marquis is not as fast as it." I saw that silk was falling all day long, and I didn't know who the merit was! "Fang Yantao's drinking poems have some taste, but they are not bad.

followed by Chu Xuewen. As the most successful category among scholars, Chu County's talent is not covered. It is estimated that if he didn't want to let Fang Yantao, he would probably be the first to do it.

"Xiaguan Chu Xuewen, there is a poem, please appreciate it!"

"Good!"

Anyway, Chu Xuewen is a dignified county order after all, and there are still many people who praise him.

"Sell wine and talk about self-work, open the bottle and sit in the eaves. The master plays the silk punnia, and can make a happy drama! Chu Xuewen shook his head and finished reading it in everyone's style. There was a round of applause.

"Good weather in the cold suburbs. Don't hesitate to drink. Disturb Zhongling City, infinitely intoxicating! "This time it was Song Kangwen who spoke, and King Liang's good impression of Song Kangwen was still not small. Therefore, after he finished reading, King Liang nodded with a face-smiling smile.

Although there are two tables in total in the living room. But the strength of the two tables is very different. Li Mingyuan's table can be said to be in addition to him. They are all ordinary children. The comprehensive strength is compared with Fang Yantao and others. Or by a big gap.

"Yo, Brother Li is also there?" Fang Yantao looked at Li Mingyuan and said proudly.

"Yes. Brother Fang has an opinion? Li Mingyuan frowned and retorted.

"No opinion, how dare you have an opinion! This question is out, please Brother Li write a poem! Fang Yantao took a sip of wine and said gracefully.

In the living room, many people know Li Mingyuan. And the relationship is good in private, on the other hand, many people are disgusted by Fang Yantao's arrogance.

"Ha Luha, since that's the case, then I'll take the lead! Come on, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are waiting! Li Mingyuan pretended to smile arrogantly.

As soon as the words fell, a small servant had already sent a pen and paper, and Li Mingyuan brushed and wrote a few words: "It rains during the Qingming Festival--people go on the road--people want to break their souls--ask the restaurant-where is the shepherd boy--refer to Xinghua Village-"

When the little guy hung up the calligraphy and painting, everyone looked at it curiously, and some people read it softly.

At this time, in the inconspicuous corner of the hall, the Zhao Qiying sisters were nervously watching the development of the situation. When she saw Xiao Si hanging up Li Mingyuan's poems, Zhao Qiying frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "Why is this guy so thick-skinned, and his writing is so ugly, and he is still showing off here!" I'm afraid that others won't know that his writing is like a ghost drawing! ’

Compared with Zhao Qiying's irritability, Zhao Yanyu secretly looked at the word panel, frowned, thought for a long time, and suddenly clapped his hands and said happily: "I know the truth, Brother Li won again this time." ”

Zhao Qiying looked at the words and said suspiciously: "This fight won?" I don't see it. His poem can only be regarded as acceptable! Compared to Fang Yantao, they all have a big gap! ”

Hearing her sister's words, Zhao Yanyu smiled slightly, and whispered a few words in her ear, Zhao Qiying took a closer look, isn't it? At the moment, he was also overjoyed: "This guy likes to make some strange things to make people appetite." It seems that I chose him as the gunman, but I chose the right one! ”

In the living room, everyone was talking about Li Mingyuan's poem, but no one thought how good this poem was. As for Fang Yantao and the others, they sneered even more, and even Zhao Xingfu looked at Li Mingyuan and felt that this guy was not Jiang Lang's talent. Otherwise, how could he make such a bland poem.

Ignoring everyone's whispers, Li Mingyuan inspected very calmly for a week, his eyes fell on Fang Yantao, and said with a smile: "Brother Fang, you are a genius in Liangzhou, and you were defeated under the Jingzhai Hongru Sect, can you do me a favor and read this poem." ”

Fang Yantao was displeased when he heard that Li Mingyuan was calling himself in front of so many people. But Ma Yangping, who was on the side, whispered in his ear, "Brother Fang, isn't this a good time to ridicule him." Let's read this poem aloud. Let everyone know that this guy is a straw bag! ”

Fang Yantao, who was still on fire, heard this, and thought in his heart and felt that what he said made sense. looked at Li Mingyuan at the moment, and said very disdainfully: "What's so difficult about this." During the Qingming Festival, it rains, and people want to break their souls! I would like to ask the restaurant, where is the shepherd boy? Refers to Xinghua Village! Although your poems have some flavor, they are not as good as mine. ”

"Ha Lu Ha!"

"Huh!"

Fang Yantao deliberately read all kinds of twists and turns, and many people who had the intention to pat him on the back also fell into the well. For a time, Li Mingyuan had the potential to become a street rat that everyone shouted and beaten.

"What's going on with this Fang Yantao? Was it a gentleman's doing? Zhao Qiying, who had been hiding behind the scenes to observe the situation, couldn't help frowning when she saw Li Mingyuan being beaten by so many people.

Zhao Yanyu on the side was also extremely dissatisfied with the behavior of Fang Yantao and others, but because of her identity, she couldn't vent like Zhao Qiying, so she had to comfort, "It's okay, Brother Li is playing monkey." Now Fang Yantao and the happier they are, the worse they will fall! We'll just have to wait to see the show! ”

Hearing Zhao Yanyu's comfort, Zhao Qiying also nodded understandingly, but she had a faint feeling for Li Mingyuan's chess piece in her heart. It's something she's never grown up to be.

Looking at the crowd like clowns jumping off the beam, Li Mingyuan said with a smile: "Those who don't know how to taste poetry will feel that this poem is ordinary." ”

"Yo, in this way, we are uneducated? Since it is the same, please also ask Brother Li to taste this poem for us! Ma Yangping felt that this was a great opportunity for him to perform in front of Fang Yantao, and hurriedly jumped out and attacked.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll be ugly!" Li Mingyuan smiled coquettishly, shook his head and said, ""During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. By asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. ”

Everyone in the hall was stunned for a moment, and then burst into applause, it turned out that this poem turned out to be a broken poem, different broken sentences, it became two completely different poems, and even more absolutely the two poems were very charming, not ordinary. In this way, he compared Fang Yantao.

Fang Yantao lost such a big ugly, his face turned red into pork liver, and after a while, he said: "Playing some small tricks is not my study." ”

"That is, that is, playing with words is definitely not done by a gentleman, it is definitely not done by a gentleman!" Song Kangwen didn't know why, but he also jumped out and began to flank Li Mingyuan.

"Ha Luha, draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful. Listen to the song of Jun today, and temporarily rely on the spirit of a glass of wine. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes a trio! Why is it so difficult for me to chant a hundred of these drinking poems? It's just that I don't bother to use those means to win you. Li Mingyuan looked up to the sky and smiled, indescribably chic and comfortable. Show your talents.

Everyone in the living room heard him chant casually, how could they not be convinced, Liu Zhonglan and the others had already slapped the table board loudly, this Li Mingyuan is not an ordinary talent! It's just a Wenqu star! After today, you must find time to consult with him! Nor touching his light is not.

At this time, the living room can be said to be completely rigid. Some people are ecstatic, while others are dead.

"Yan Yu, I'm not dreaming, am I? This Li Mingyuan is really so powerful, it's just an export chapter! Zhao Qiying looked at Li Mingyuan's chic figure and was completely stunned.

"I'm not dreaming, it's true, Brother Li is simply a Wenqu star. It's a hundred times stronger than Cao Zhi, who became a poem in seven steps! Zhao Yanyu said with admiration.

"That is, Cao Zhi still has to take seven steps to write a poem! All this guy has to do is drink! Zhao Qiying looked at Li Mingyuan and said with interest.

Time is ticking, and the competition continues. It didn't take long for Li Mingyuan, Chu Xuewen, Song Kangwen, and Fang Yantao to be left. All of them are absolute elites. Of course, Li Mingyuan, the plagiarism party, is excepted.

Just when the atmosphere was hot, Liang Wang Zhao Changwen slowly stood up, patted his stomach and said with a smile: "Today's banquet, all the heroes and talents are competing for romance, and it is really wonderful. As the royal prince and the representative of the Son of Heaven in Liangzhou, this king is naturally deeply pleased to see so many talents emerging from this banquet today. It coincides with the little girl Qiying's double ten, and she likes poetry, and this king also wants to take advantage of this poetry competition to find a good family for her, so as to fulfill my wish for many years. ”

"Wow!" Liang King Zhao Changwen's words were like a boulder smashed into a pond, setting off waves! (To be continued......)