Xu Gan was taking steps back and forth in the field, and suddenly a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind.

But seeing him chanting slowly: "Don't talk about wealth or poverty, a volume of poems writes the spirit; After the frost, the sky is sunny and the heart is dewed, and the air before the wind is refreshing and dust-free. Thousands of miles away from the sword, reckless for a hundred years; Ignorant people dare to come to find the Magi, and the Lingtai is natural and true through the ages. ”

Xu Gan was able to export chapters, this poem is simple and magnificent, smooth and natural, and in line with his conduct.

The crowd was amazed.

Wang Cang is a young man, of course, he is not willing to be left behind.

He was really not afraid of losing, of course he couldn't stop there, he also smiled, and immediately continued:

"A new poem is a drink, and the amount of poetry and wine is generally stupid; The poetry of drinking wine among the flowers is good, and the wine is in the state of poetry under the moon. The verses were knocked into the original wine, and the wine glass was put down without poetry. Oh poetry, how fun it is to drink, drunk poetry is thick and leaning on the painting fence"

Wang Cang's poems are deeply emotional, generous and tragic, and his works have a desire for beauty and ambition for the future, all of which are developed from the sentimentality of his personal life.

Liu Qi took a sip of wine, paused, and said: "I, Liu Qi, don't have the talent of the two of you, but I also thought of a few words, and I ask you to help appreciate one or two."

"Poetry is good everywhere in the wine room, and who is rewarded with poetry and poetry; Poetry and wine have a love to accompany me, and wine and poetry are everywhere. ”

“……”

"Raise a glass to invite the moon to the poem wine, and the jade carved wine is a poem; After drinking, he came to draft poems, and he was always late when he met wine. ”

You Heng's poems have profound meanings, the shape of Weixiao, deep emotion, and the integration of poetry, lyricism, and arrogance as one, and now the poems can be seen.

“……”

The poems of these people are just an introduction, and the people below, but when you hear someone say a sentence, someone else will pick up that sentence, and you can pinch it so that you don't delay time.

This made Ye Hao dumbfounded, and he couldn't help but sigh, he really underestimated the ancients.

These seven sons of Jian'an have all experienced orthodox Confucian education, and later generations have no comparison with this; is really outstanding, and there are even some unknown people on the side, and a few of them are not inferior, and what makes Ye Hao even unexpected is that even Liu Qi can come to so many poems!

Despite Liu Qi's level, Ye Hao's quality really needs to be considered.

If someone tells Ye Hao now, Cao Zhi can become a poem in seven steps, which is praised in ancient and modern times, and has always been passed down as a beautiful talk; The six-step poet has Qiu Jin; There is also Na Lao Shizi, during the Kaiyuan period of the Tang Dynasty, Shi Qing of Lingling became a poem in five steps, and Li Bai became a poem in three and a half steps... Liu Gongquan of Weiyang Palace became a poem within three steps, and Kou Zhun took three steps to become a poem Shenma Di, Shenma Di~

If there really is such a person, it is estimated that Ye Hao will really give him a big middle finger ~ despise ~ .

If you don't see it with your own eyes, who can believe that what is in front of you is real? Cao Zhi, Liu Gongquan, Shi Qing, Qiu Jin, Li Bai, Kou Zhun and others, if they compare the speed of writing poems with these cattle people present, they are all weak~

In fact, there are many people in modern times who can write poems in seven steps or even one step, but if there is no life and death crisis, they are not famous.

What's going on here? All of them are demons. Now Ye Hao has to start paying attention to it, and he no longer believes in the things that are boasted in the books in the future generations to become poems in a few steps.

Just when everyone was fiercely chanting poetry, a middle-aged figure wearing a virtuous crown walked in from elsewhere, but before he heard that others had arrived, the bold voice came out, "Hahaha, I didn't expect so many talented people to appear at this Oiran poetry meeting, fortunately." ”

Everyone's eyes also shifted to this middle-aged man.

But when he saw this man looking up to the sky, he laughed and chanted: "There are poems without wine, and people are vulgar, pour wine and knock on new verses; Wine to the poem chant a few words, poetry into a pot of spring drunkenness. A poem is changed and drunk frequently, but a hundred poems are true; Poetry and wine marriage are all paid, and poetry and wine are searched. ”

This middle-aged man's poems are eloquent, full of literary intensity, and strong pen power!

The clear voice is high-pitched, and the iron bones appear between the lines!

I saw that standing behind the middle-aged man was a young man, richly dressed and heroic, about twenty years old, also wearing a virtuous crown and holding a jade fan.

He behaved flamboyantly, followed by a large group of officers and soldiers.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the field became stagnant.

It may be that the surrounding officers and soldiers of the Yuan family are afraid of causing a commotion and are desperately trying to maintain order.

Such an environment, such a place, suddenly became surprisingly quiet.

This quiet appearance can be heard by falling pins.

Everyone could hear the heavy breathing of the people around them.

made the singing of the Oiran on the stage even louder, like stones thrown into the calm hearts of everyone, splashing pieces of echoes.

Ye Hao saw the man wearing the virtuous crown behind him, his eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and say, "Yuan Tan?!" ”

Liu Qi looked at Ye Hao's expression and whispered, "Ye Xianshi, do you know Yuan Tan?" ”

Ye Hao arched his hand to Liu Qi and said, "How can I not only know him, but also have a big holiday?" ”

When Liu Qi heard this, his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

Xu Gan was the first to speak to break the silence, "Haha, good poetry, good poetry!" What a good poem made by the gentleman! ”

The silence was broken.

When Yuan Yao saw Yuan Tan, his face suddenly showed a little joy, at this time, the relationship between the two Yuan families had not yet been stiffened, and it had not developed to the point where it could not end in later history.

Yuan Yao stepped forward and grabbed Yuan Tan's shoulder, "Brother Yuan Tan, are you here too?" ”

"Brother Yuan Yao, you have come to participate in this Oiran poetry meeting, how can I, as an elder brother, not come and take a look, hahaha."

Yuan Tan's eyes shook Ye Hao, who was talking to Liu Qi, and the hidden murderous intent and hatred in his eyes suddenly skyrocketed. However, this was only a flash, and Yuan Tan quickly retracted his momentum and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

Yuan Tan's momentum didn't seem to change in the slightest, and it was only a few seconds. However, having said that, Ye Hao's senses were so keen, and the essence in Yuan Tan's eyes was still caught by him.

Now Yuan Tan is banging on the fan, like a nobody, completely pretending not to see Ye Hao.

But listening to Yuan Tan laughing, he also hugged Yuan Yao's shoulders, looking like a good friend~

Everyone present at this time had a rich expression on their faces.

But for a moment, someone took the initiative to break this embarrassing situation, that is, to give the two Yuan family a friendship, but listen to them take the initiative to move forward, "Yuan Tan, I haven't seen you for a long time, I will be lucky." ”

Others chimed in, "Sir, good poetry, good poetry!" ”

"Fortunately, fortunately ......"

Wang Cang asked the middle-aged man: "Mr. is really a master, I don't know, can I know your honorable name?" ”

"The old man is Guangling Chen Lin, the word Kong Zhang, what are your surnames, can you tell me too?"

"Shanyang Wang Cang!" Wang Cangdao.

"Beihai Xu Gan!" Xu Gandao.

"Below, it is a grass people, and the plains are also balanced." You Heng also replied.

"Okay, all the sages are here, can you let me Chen Lin also participate in it?"

"Mr. Chen, please be seated."

……

After a while, the competition of all the young talents present went on as usual, and they all made a few poems containing wine, and everyone compared with each other and chatted happily.

Chen Lin nodded after hearing this, and was also a little noncommittal.

Chen Lin sat down at the invitation of Liu Qi, and suddenly said loudly: "Since all the sages have recited poetry, how do I feel, why don't you write poems with a little brother present?" ”

As he spoke, everyone followed Chen Lin's gaze and looked at Ye Hao.

"Little Brother Ye, can you also come to a poem, let the old man see and understand, your talent as a genius in the county?"

At this time, a scribe standing beside Yuan Tan immediately interjected in order to show himself, "Yes, yes, Chen Daxian has spoken, if Ye Gongzi has a good work in his heart, why don't you share it with us?" ”

When Yuan Tan saw this, he immediately became gloating.

This is the result that he Yuan Tan brought Chen Lin to this Oiran Poetry Club, and he wanted!

But listening to Yuan Tan's yin and yang weird tone, he also began to speak to Ye Hao, "That... Leaf... Childe, the day before yesterday, I said goodbye to Yuan Tan very much, why don't you show a poem now, and let me see your specific talent, is it as amazing as others say? ”