Those who can be invited to participate in the poetry meeting on this ship are all well-educated people, and as time passes, more and more people will hand over the new words that have been made to the judges for evaluation.

Among them, there are also excellent works, the old housekeeper has recited aloud four or five times, every time someone wants to do it for him, the old housekeeper refuses to live or die, so many people outside just to listen to their own voice, this treatment, for him only once a year.

"Brother Liu, what's the matter, you haven't written yet?" Qin Lang took the new words he had written and walked back to his place.

Obviously, the words he filled in were not good enough to be recited in public, but his complexion was okay.

Liu Yuan smiled and said, "It's still brewing, it's brewing, by the way, Brother Qin, your new word ~~~~"

"Master Cui's evaluation is upper-middle, not superior, but it's much better than last year, hehe."

With the encouragement of Lord Thorn Shi, he still remembered his name when he heard the words, no wonder Qin Lang was in a good mood.

Officials and businessmen, since ancient times, have a kind of relationship, cut and chaos, as the son of a big salt merchant, the officials don't remember you to blame, what is there to be happy about,

But seeing him so happy, Liu Yuan didn't hit him, and Liu Yuan was not in a hurry to compose lyrics or anything.

Those false names are dispensable by themselves, anyway, the purpose of promoting the Jinyu family has been achieved, and by the way, he has also gained a "big favor", Liu Yuan's mood is still good.

Cui Xiong and Cui Tingshi, who were sitting in the chief, turned their heads and said to Xu Hongji: "Xu Caizi, now that I have admired so many works in Yangzhou, I don't know when I will be able to appreciate your masterpieces?" ”

Cui Tingshi has always remembered this, at the beginning of the lack of confidence, with the display of more and more excellent works, up to now, about half of the people have submitted works, there are five materials to read, Cui Tingshi's confidence is enough, and he began to attack Xu Hongji.

is mainly a self-proclaimed nine-bucket talent, plus Cui Nan, who has always been very arrogant and introverted, and he is most unaccustomed to this kind of person in his heart.

Xu Hongji saw that the time was almost up, he knew that the Lord Thorn in front of him was a little disliked by himself, and when he heard him say this, he offered the new words that had been folded early in the morning: "A few seniors, please comment on the clumsy work." ”

The avenue is nameless, the big sound is hopeful, and the big instrument is a late bloomer. Laughing and charming, it is easy to say, like drilling ice to make fire, and the new stone is the rope. Use all the spirit, use the waste, and ask for fish to cook every day. Fools, grinding bricks as mirrors, how to see the light. Why do you need to do anything. Keep simple, simple, pure, and absolutely love and hate. Honest and honest, the god of grains is immortal, deeply rooted, and long-term vision of immortality. Zhan Zhan is clear, congenital and precedent, and there is little fire in the dark. Xiyili, this round of the bright moon, there is no deficiency.

After only reading the first three sentences, Cui Tingshi's face immediately changed color.

The avenue is nameless, the big sound is hopeful, the big instrument is a late bloomer, three sentences, twelve words, but it reflects the infinite philosophy, the whole new word is like Huang Zhong Da Lu, every sentence knocks on the heart, leading people to think deeply, the writing is sophisticated, the beginning is huge, the artistic conception is far-reaching, it is definitely a masterpiece.

Not to mention anything else, just the first three sentences will explode all the new words in front of you.

No wonder, this Xu Hongji is so confident, what he says is so arrogant, it turns out that he really has real talent and learning, so to speak, he was not the first to show his new words just now, and he really gave face to the people present.

As soon as this top-notch masterpiece came out, it was a sparkling diamond, everyone else was rotten stone, and with a diamond here, who would be embarrassed to put the stone out.

When Mr. Su, Zhao Sima and another great writer surnamed Duan saw it, their faces also changed.

When Cui Thorn Shi spread out, they also watched together from behind.

Good words! Good words, no wonder in the north where there are many talented people, he can be the first among the talented people, and it is no wonder that Cao Zhizhi, who became a poem in seven steps, is called "Cai Gao Eight Dou", and he dares to call himself "Cai Gao Jiudou". ”

This is the capital of his arrogance.

"A few seniors, I don't know if the little words made in the later life can still enter the eyes of the law?" Xu Hongji asked "modestly".

Several people looked at each other, and the last thing was Mr. Su who notarized and said: "Xu Dacai is really talented, worthy of being the head of the northern scholars, this Qinyuan Spring, like Huang Zhong Dalu, is really a word for words, even we are not as good as self-help." ”

Zhao Sihuai nodded and said, "Nine Dou Genius, it really deserves its reputation. ”

"Xu Gongzi is talented, admire, admire~~~" The most reluctant and Cui Thorn Shi couldn't help but praise.

Cui Xiong asked himself, even if he is himself, he can't write such exquisite poems, although he is a little unaccustomed to his personality, but he is very preferential to his literary style.

"It's been awarded, it's been awarded, it's just a piece of graffiti." It is rare for Xu Hongji to be modest.

Although everyone knows that he is more proud than modest.

"Come, Lao Lu, read Xu Gongzi's masterpiece three times in a row, so that the talented and beautiful people in Yangzhou can have a good taste of Xu Gongzi's literary brilliance." After Mr. Su recruited his old housekeeper, he specially told him.

"Yes, sir, I'll go now." The old butler took the new word, and hurried to strike the gong again.

The gong sounded of the "bell", and the surroundings suddenly fell silent again, because everyone present knew that there was another masterpiece.

The old housekeeper began to introduce loudly: "This is a new work by Xu Hongji from the north, please listen attentively", after speaking, he recited in a louder voice:

"The avenue is nameless, the sound is loud, and the big instrument is a late bloomer.

Laughing and charming, it is easy to say, like drilling ice to make fire, and the new stone is the rope. Use all the spirit, use the waste, and ask for fish to cook every day.

Fools, grinding bricks as mirrors, how to see the light. Why do you need to do anything. Keep simple, simple, pure, and absolutely love and hate. Honest and honest, the god of grains is immortal, deeply rooted, and long-term vision of immortality.

Zhan Zhan is clear, congenital and precedent, and one * is very little and confused. Xiyili, this round of the bright moon, there is no deficiency. ”

The old butler was also a man of letters, and when he saw this word, he was immediately excited, and he read it very hard, and he read it in a low tone and with a loud voice.

In fact, when the old housekeeper read the top three, the noise was gone all of a sudden, not only the cruise ships and tourists outside, but even the talented people on the ship's upper floor, one by one, their eyes widened, and their expressions were shocked.

What I read just now are all excellent works, but compared with this Xu Caizi's new work, it is dwarfed all of a sudden, which is the level of throwing off nine streets.

That's an overwhelming advantage, and it's not comparable at all.

After a while, the tidal wave of applause rang out, which lasted for a long time, and there were occasional earth-shattering shouts and women's screams, as if they wanted to overturn the pleasure boat.

"Bell~~" sounded, and it was another gong.

"Hey, so many masterpieces?"

"yes, this gong is a bit dense."

"What a surprise tonight, it's amazing that so many masterpieces are on the scene."

The crowd whispered.

The old butler chanted again diligently: "The avenue is nameless, the big sound is loud, and the big instrument is late ......"

At this time, everyone woke up, and the organizers were afraid that some people would not hear it clearly, or that the word was filled in too well, so they specially asked people to read it several more times, which was a very high honor in the poetry club.

But this word is indeed worth repeating.

When the recitation to the second time, the bead curtain suddenly sounded crisp, pleasant piano sound, known as the piano Yang Huai Sanniang, just listened to the words perfectly dissolved into the word card, only to hear her while playing while singing softly, the voice, the piano sound is quiet, the sound is tactful, the two complement each other, like the sound of nature, everyone has a feeling: how many times in the world to smell the feeling.

Xu Hongji stared at Du Sanniang through the bead curtain, and a victor's smile appeared on his lips.

And Liu Yuan below was secretly surprised in his heart.

Liu Yuan unintentionally read this poem, because it was really good, but when it was included in later generations, it was noted that the author was anonymous, and I don't know which one was the author, and now I witnessed the present life of this word from Xu Hongji's subordinates, and I couldn't help but be surprised.

But it's not impossible to think about it, this Xu Hongji is proud of his talents, and he doesn't care about any of them, even the sitting four-grade member Cui Xiong, the descendants of the Yangzhou Thorn History and Qinghe Cui clan don't have a good face, the current Tang Dynasty is still the world of the scholar clan, his kind of personality, it is estimated that he offended the people in power, and it is not impossible to die miserably.

Low-key is king.

The gong sounded three times, and the old butler also recited it three times in one breath, and each time he read it, he would get a tidal wave of applause, and many pleasure boats that had been parked a little farther away also slowly approached a lot.

"Xu Gongzi, I am the housekeeper of Zhangfu in the west of Yangzhou City, and our young lady invites you to come over to drink and admire the moon."

"Xu Gongzi, the moon fairy girl who is full of flowers invites you to talk at night, I hope you can enjoy your face."

"Miss Liu Chunxi, the daughter of Liu Shilang in the south of the city, invited Xu Gongzi to enjoy his face and go boating in the lake together"

"The unparalleled girl of Chunyue Building greeted her in a sweep, I don't know if Xu Gongzi has a heart......

Xu Hongji is talented and overwhelms the crowd, and for a while attracted many famous prostitutes, daughters, and young ladies to rush to throw olive branches, making the eyes of a talented person in Yangzhou jealous.

It's really more human than human, and it's so angry that it's like a pool of fertilizer and water, and it's going to flow to outsiders' fields.

"Xu Gongzi is talented, I am a talent in Yangzhou, can I have a new work to present?" Seeing that Xu Hongji's new words have been made for a long time, but the remaining half, until now, no one has handed in the poems, Mr. Su stood up and asked loudly.

It is possible that some slow-burning talents have not yet thought about it, but several judges present know in their hearts that there are many people who would rather not hand it in than hand it over because the level of their work is far inferior to Xu Hongji's, and they would rather not hand it over and be embarrassed in the world, and they will be ugly on the spot.

In the face of Mr. Su's question, everyone was silent, and wherever Mr. Su's eyes looked, those talents lowered their heads one by one, not daring to face him.

The skills are not as good as others, and I feel ashamed.

"Why, Yangzhou, which is full of talented people, is so grinding in the first words, isn't it, those talented people who have learned something have not come?" Xu Hongji shouted with a smug face.

This is his favorite scene to see, with the power of one person, the so-called talents in a place are so suppressed that they can't raise their heads, and one by one they bow down in front of him, giving him a feeling of being a king in the world, and this feeling makes him have a sick yearning.

Present usually think of themselves as very high Yangzhou talents, one by one is simply angry but helpless to hold back, what is good has not come, his subtext is not that everyone present is not good?

It's a pity that he can't do it, and now he takes out the bad ones, which makes him laugh and himself, and those who are not sure to beat him or are not equal to him dare not show their hands.

Seeing that the talents of the entire Yangzhou were suppressed by Xu Hongji and couldn't raise their heads, a voice suddenly sounded:

"There you have it, I'll come!"

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this, and turned their heads to see that a personable young man stood up with a confident face, and at the most important moment, someone immediately stood up with a horizontal knife.

It's Liu Yuan!

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