At this time, the city lord Bai Xiaochuan waved his hand, "Two, let's go in, it's long time to start." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Hey, city lord, please first." Nie Yuan looked flattering, and Su Shan was sick to his stomach.

In the respectful sight of everyone, Su Shan and the others went up to the attic on the fourth floor unimpeded, and together with Lord Zhao Zhai, they sat down at the chief office on the right near the city lord, and on the opposite side were the people from the Wenbi Pavilion.

Su Shan looked at Nie Yuan on the opposite side and kept greeting a group of old men, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, this guy's camp is really a lot of people!

And at this time, Nie Yuan saw Su Shan, and suddenly introduced to a group of old scholars around him with a little irony: "Today, our Wenbi Pavilion can't compare to Shuliuzhai, who made a young Wenjie out of the family?!" Indeed, we are incomparable! ”

Juvenile? Wen Jie?

That should be Su Shan?

Everyone looked at Nie Yuan's line of sight and saw the young man in dark clothes, who looked only fourteen or fifteen, and his age was ...... It's too small!

Su Shan?

It turns out that he is Su Shan?

Some of the scholars who were themselves named in the Wenbi Pavilion were really familiar with this name, and a slightly younger scholar immediately said: "Hehe...... Su Shan? Is that the Su Shan who wrote Journey to the West? ”

There were still some heroines in Nie Yuan's camp, a half-old, and then said, "Hmph! Who else but that kid? It's really bold, is this also the place where he can come as a hairy boy? Shuliuzhai is really declining more and more! ”

Speaking of this, she also turned her head to look at Nie Yuan, "You said yes, right?" Pavilion Master? ”

Nie Yuan laughed and said: "It's not good to say that, but I think it's okay for Su Shan to write about ghosts and gods, as for writing poems?!" Hehe, how can it be your opponents? ”

Hearing the words of these people, some scholars who maintain neutrality in the city and the outer city can understand that this Wenbi Pavilion is coming to Shuliuzhai this year, and I hope it will not be a fight......

Under the attic on the fourth floor, the crowd of onlookers can't come up to disturb, but they can listen to poetry through the wooden plank, even the crowd outside the restaurant, and there will be people who will recite the masterpieces of the poetry club in real time, so there will be so many people to watch.

And because of the particularity of Tanabata, there are many young men and women in pairs.

In front of the beloved woman, Qixi sent a poem expressing love, which would naturally look extremely chic, so Su Shan sat in the attic and could vaguely hear a lot of such poems.

It's just that...... Regardless of the world, it is obvious that there are more single dogs......

A group of single men who are not used to showing affection are also poetic!

Obviously much more interesting than those poems that show affection.

For example, at this time, the one who was full of passion under the attic.

"Ahh

"Tanabata, Tanabata, how to spend it?"

"Don't talk, don't laugh, don't ask."

"Skip, skip, skip!"

"Vulnerable, cowardly, sad heart!"

When Su Shan heard this, tears almost fell!

Your uncle's! Not for other ......, just because he himself is deeply touched by this!

Syllable! Syllable......!

Bai Xiaochuan clapped his hands and regained everyone's attention.

Then on the long table in front of him, a picture scroll was unfolded, and when Su Shan saw this, his eyes instantly straightened!

This...... This is the "Autumn Picture of Pinghu"?

"The city lord is going to suffer a big loss this time, this Pinghu Autumn Far Picture is really everyone's work, and it is also a good minister and righteousness, it is really rare!" Nie Yuan looked at the painting on the side, and he also looked like he was bound to win.

Bai Xiaochuan listened to Nie Yuan's words, and seemed to be very useful, and laughed: "Haha......, under the heavy reward, I guess this year's poetry will not disappoint me, right?" Pavilion Master Nie? I heard that you have invited a lot of students from the college this time? ”

Listening to the two talking, not only Lord Zhao Zhai, but even Su Shan's face was a little unhappy.

What happened to the Academy? How can the academy ......?

But what kind of department is this college? Su Shan didn't figure it out until now, but it was useless to think about this, and he didn't bother to ask Tang Yan beside him, so he didn't seem to be ignorant......

Now what he thinks about is just how to treat the people of Yizhi Wenbi Pavilion, looking at their appearance that we are going to be the first to decide, Su Shan is not happy!

Hum! And said he couldn't write poetry?

Only write about demons and monsters?

Your uncle's! You're going to write me a Journey to the West and see?!

At this time, the city lord simply greeted a few acquaintances, and saw a few young talents who came from other places, so he waved his hand and said loudly: "Before the poetry meeting starts, it's still the old rules, let's start first, how about it?" ”

"Okay, city lord first, please!"

Bai Xiaochuan nodded, pondered for a moment, and said loudly: "Qixi looks at the blue sky tonight." ”

Then an old man beside Bai Xiaochuan continued: "Morning glory and weaver girl crossing the river bridge." ”

Nie Yuan and Zhao Zhai looked at each other coldly, but still let Nie Yuan take the lead: "Every family is begging to look at the autumn moon." ”

In the end, it was Zhao Zhai's turn, "Wear tens of thousands of red silks." ”

As soon as the poem ended, everyone applauded unconsciously.

Su Shan listened, this poem is really good, very good, why?

Because he had heard this poem clearly!

Isn't this the Tang Dynasty poet Lin Jie's "Qiqiao"?!

Su Shan thought about it carefully, he hadn't encountered this situation before? When he was in the Book Palace, he flipped through a lot of books, like this kind of poetry and songs, he really hadn't seen anything like his own world, why did he encounter it today?

Could it be ...... Is this also a ring trickster?

Are you afraid that you won't be able to catch a poem you don't understand?

Just when Su Shan was puzzled, Bai Xiaochuan said: "Hehe......, okay, let's start now!" Let me first explain the rules of our Qixi Poetry Club, and the talents from other parts of the province will suffer. ”

"What about our poetry club, the evaluation is decided by the people in the city, and the 100 people who were randomly selected a few days ago are all downstairs, because they are selected at random, so you don't have to worry about justice!"

"So...... Next, let's have the first one? How is it? ”

There are a lot of students from the academy, and all of them are full of confidence, it seems that they have made a lot of preparations before, and they probably don't regard the people here as opponents at all.

At this time, the city lord's voice fell, and immediately a dignified academy student walked out, "Hehe...... the kid is ugly, a clumsy poem, and I hope you will advise, the name of the word is "Believe It Is Not True". ”

"The Chinese Valentine's Day is true every year, the Milky Way is shallow and the white clouds are slight, and the toad light and magpie shadow are flying."

"Every time I hate the cockroach and pity the girl, I am jealous of the mandarin machine a few times, and tonight Jia will be two people."

As soon as the word was left, Nie Yuan clapped his hands first and shouted: "Good words, good words!" ”

On the other side, the woman of the half-aged chimed in: "Smooth and deep, subtle and thoughtful." ”

Seeing this, another old man also shook his head and tail, and analyzed with a Taoist head: "This poem uses the story of the meeting between the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl on Tanabata to implicitly write a tryst between a pair of young men and women. ”

However, the city lord Bai Xiaochuan and the old man beside him frowned when they heard this.

Lord Zhao Zhai couldn't be polite, and was just about to open his mouth to refute......

But at this moment, Su Shan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, and as soon as the words came out, Bai Xiaochuan and the old man's eyes lit up!

"Humph! The meaning is shallow, and the taste is like chewing wax! ”