"The calyx building is in front of the spring, and the catkins dance in the clear sky.

Light singing and dancing accompanied by silk bamboo, leaning on the fence and laughing in the spring breeze. ”

Gong Sheng has stayed in the Ministry of Rites, and his literary attainments are also extremely good, otherwise he would not dare to be the "Eight Bricks Doctor" in the Ministry of Rites, that is, when Liu Yuan was not there, he still made the Chang'an newspaper sound and colorful, Xu Hongji's poem, let him read it with a sound and lust, and wanted to be frustrated, adding a lot of points to this "Laughing Spring Breeze", after reading a poem, the applause below was thunderous and endless.

"Xu Jiudou is really a master of poetry."

"It's really amazing to have made a great work in a short period of time."

"You say, which girl will Xu Dacai give flowers to?"

"Brother Xu is really talented, Zhang admires it."

"A few Oiran on the stage just now looked at Brother Xu with tenderness, it seems that they have secretly agreed, and we are really envious."

Everyone talked about it, a few acquaintances were also congratulating Xu Hongji, Xu Hongji was polite, while secretly surprised, and began to wonder in his heart, according to the convention, take a good article as a good starter, it is necessary to attract everyone's attention first, but the best is usually placed after the most Lu, called the finale, and it will also push the atmosphere of the audience to a climax at that time, just like Sai Shi, if the best Lu is read out at once, then the rest are embarrassed to take it out again, so as not to be ugly.

Now the first poem to read yourself, is there anything better than yourself left behind?

Just when Xu Hongji was thinking about the joint chapter, Gong Sheng on the stage began to read the second masterpiece: "Now please enjoy Cai Yuan Cai Shilang's "Red Face" "

"Empty Luo Yi does not give grace, a fragrance after a soul.

The long-sleeved dance is good at He Zeng danced, and often shed tears on the spring breeze. ”

As soon as the voice fell, the scene seemed to be "cold". After a while, applause erupted, but it was far from the applause just now, not only that, but even Dr. Zhou and Elder Chang, who were sitting on the judges' seat, also shook their heads lightly and sighed regretfully.

"General, this poem sounds good, why is the response so far away?" Guan Yong asked with some puzzlement.

Liu Yuan hadn't replied yet, and Zhao Fu on the side hurriedly said, "Of course." This surnamed Cai does not care about the time and occasion, this Oiran final is originally a beautiful thing, and the poem he wrote is sad and sad. It's a big, for example. There was a man who was eating, drinking, and having fun. When he was having fun, someone suddenly said to him, "Do you remember how your grandfather died?" died a tragic death, was stabbed in the stomach on the battlefield, and his intestines flowed out, and he struggled for half a day before he died. Think about it, can this person still eat and drink? ”

"General, that's what you mean?"

Liu Yuan glanced at Zhao Fu helplessly, nodded and said, "The words are not rough. Pretty much. ”

While everyone was talking, Gong Sheng on the stage continued to recite the masterpieces selected by the judges, such as:

The twenty-eight girl looks better than the fairy, and her pretty face is pitiful.

The talented and beautiful woman should have been matched, and the red tent was accompanied by Jun Sleep.

Another example:

The sound is like a yellow warbler, like a flower, and the red and pink are scarlet for a good time.

Who will appreciate a song lightly, and who will fall tonight

A masterpiece of excellence, recited from Gong Sheng's mouth, many people listened attentively, some people applauded the good poems, some people celebrated the good bullet crown, and the readers have, the scribes have, for a while, it seems to have evolved from a beauty pageant to a poetry meeting, at this moment, beauty and talent have been integrated and combined, this final has been carried out here, it can already be described as a success.

"Okay, this is the last one of the best works selected this time, this is written by Hou Jun and General Hou who have made great achievements in Tubo, the poem is called "Gift Bingbing Girl", please taste it." After Gong Sheng finished speaking, he began to read aloud:

"I have been in gowns for more than fifteen years, and the cardamom shoots are at the beginning of February.

The spring breeze is ten miles of Pingkang Road, and it is better to roll up the bead curtain. ”

After reciting, Gong Sheng said with a touch on his face: "It's better to roll up a bead curtain, I didn't expect General Hou's martial arts to be extraordinary, and his writing is also so good, and he fell in love with Bingbing girl at first sight, and it was really heroic and amorous, Gong Mou expressed his admiration here, and General Hou was really talented." ”

"Good poetry, good poetry" Dr. Zhou stood up suddenly, applauded, and said: "This poem is beautifully worded and has a far-reaching artistic conception, it is really a rare and excellent work. ”

"It's better to be a good one, now Bingbing Girl is famous."

"Zhao thinks that in terms of artistic conception, this poem is better than Xu Dacai's."

"Not to mention anything else, just hearing such a masterpiece, this trip is not in vain."

"Good"

"Ah, you see, Bingbing girl put her hand to her mouth, and the surprised look made the iceberg beauty moved."

As soon as everyone discussed, they applauded, applause and cheers lasted for a long time, and everyone in the box was stunned at first, but soon came back to it, Wei Chi Baoqing patted Hou Jun's shoulder, and said with some hindrance: "Brother Hou, you are okay, there is such a big limelight, now you are famous in Chang'an, you say, should you invite this meal?" ”

"Ha Lu, please, please, so happy, when is one meal enough, if you want to please, you have to invite a few meals, Ha Luha, it's enjoyable, just sell my BMW for wine and drink." Hou Jun danced happily, and he didn't know if he remembered his surname.

Zhao Fu said a little jealously: "General, next time there is such a good thing, let me be a little more prestigious." ”

"That's it, no wonder that guy from the waiting army laughed like a thief and a traitor, it turned out that there was a general to help."

"The general is not fair, why only let Hou Jun shine alone?"

Everyone is not stupid, they have been together for so long, what is the bottom line? Although Hou Jun is shrewd, but shrewdness has nothing to do with literary talent, and Liu Yuan saw the scene of his face-to-face teaching, and soon understood what was going on, needless to say, it must have been General Liu who thought about it, and then gave up the limelight to Hou Jun, which is really generous.

Liu Yuan said angrily: "The other people have a fancy for Bingbing girl, and they will help him by themselves, so don't get involved." ”

This poem is indeed written by Liu Yuan, no, it is plagiarism, the real author is Du Mu, but Liu Yuan modified it slightly, changing "thirteen" to "fifteen", because Bingbing is almost sixteen, and the other is to change "Yangzhou Road" to "Pingkang Road", after all, this is not Yangzhou.

"General, all the Oirans above like it, or you can help the little one pursue one." Zhao Fu said with a flattering face.

"Go aside, you're greedy." Liu Yuan kicked his ass angrily, causing everyone to laugh.

Just when everyone was frolicking, standing on the platform, Xu Hongji's face was a little pale, his eyes were a little dull, whether the poem was good or bad, a comparison would immediately make it clear, at this time Xu Hongji finally understood that his own poems were ranked first, not the finale, although his "Laughing Spring Breeze" was not bad, but compared with this "Gift Bingbing Girl", it immediately fell into a lower class, it was really unfavorable for the passing year, and it was frustrated again when it came out of the mountain.

Except for the first place, everything else is shit in Xu Hongji's eyes, because he is the first talent in the north.

No, I didn't study hard enough, I had to study hard behind closed doors, Xu Hongji gritted his teeth, and secretly made a decision in his heart.

Gong Sheng on the stage saw that the atmosphere was almost hot, so he loudly announced the attribution of the award: "Everyone, please be quiet, please be quiet, I didn't expect so many masterpieces to emerge in this event, Gong Sheng is not honored, for so many guests present, it is also a rare literary feast, after the final review of the judges, the most touching work this time is Hou Jun's work "Gift Bingbing Girl", now, please Hou Jun, our General Hou came to the stage to receive the award. ”

When everyone heard this, they did not hesitate to give applause to this great hero who was both civil and military.

"Why don't you go soon?" Guan Yong pushed Hou Jun, who was smiling from ear to ear, and said with envy.

"Hehe, brothers, I'm having a treat tonight, I'm coming, haluha" Hou Jun smiled at everyone, and walked towards the stage very coquettishly amid applause and cheers.

Waiting for the army to arrive on the stage, Gong Sheng said triumphantly: "Everyone, we have to choose one person as our award guest, you say, which one is better to choose?" ”

"Ice Ice"

Everyone laughed and shouted cooperatively.

Don't say anything else, just by looking at the name of the poem, you can know the thoughts of the Hou Jun, do you need to say this? Although Hou Jun is said to be a son of an official family, after a famous family, he has no notoriety in Chang'an, he wrote such a poem, and he also made great contributions in Tubo, he is a hero of the Tang Dynasty, everyone is naturally willing to sell him a face, and Liu Yuan in the box also nodded secretly: This Gong Sheng is really good at warming up the atmosphere, he is not a peaceful person, out of the Ministry of Rites, into the Chang'an Daily, the whole person is more confident, and he is more comfortable in doing things.

Liu Yuan nodded, and then subconsciously looked in the direction where Xu Hongji was, but he didn't expect to find Xu Hongji's figure, after looking for it a few times or not, it was very likely that he had escaped, and it was estimated that he couldn't stand the taste of being suppressed again, and he didn't even look at the back links.

The amount of gas is small, and he is pedantic and drills the tip of the horns, thinking that talent can be eaten as food? If you don't let Qinghe Cui's son-in-law do it, you don't take Qingyun Avenue, you have to take a detour, and you can't eat the ancients, I really don't know how Cui Lian fell in love with him that day, and how Cui Mengzhen fell in love with him.

As soon as he thought of Cui Mengzhen, Liu Yuan couldn't help but have a pretty and straightforward figure in his mind, he hadn't seen Cui Mengzhen for some days, I don't know how she is now, last time Xu Hongji lost face, studied hard behind closed doors, postponed the wedding date, and this time he didn't say goodbye and left angrily, he won't study hard behind closed doors again, right? If this is the case, then Cui Mengzhen, who has always been eager to be a young grandmother earlier, is not going to be disappointed again, and then waste her flower-like years in the cold window alone.

By the way, I have an appointment with myself Pei Jingyan, Pei Da Beauty, I don't know how I'm doing now? It should still be staying in Cheng Lao Demon King's Mansion, no, I will ask Cheng Huailiang later, if it is still there, then I can't say nothing at all.

"Okay, then we'll ask the Bingbing girl of the Ming Pavilion to hand over the color head to our suave General Hou." At this time, Gong Sheng, who was on the stage, said loudly. (To be continued......)

PS: I copied a lot, got some poems that my book friends hadn't read, made my head dizzy, called for a monthly pass, and filled my face.