Chapter 340: The First Showdown
On the third day of March, spring and Jingming, the men are Zhu Fu Yaolu, and the women are brocade.
Luoyang City was overcrowded, and they all hurried to Fengdu, just to witness a huge competition.
In a moment, the doors on three sides of Fengdu City were closed, and the guards stopped the people who came to watch: "The number of people is full, please go back." ”
People looked at the closed door and were annoyed, alas, if only they had come earlier, then they would have been able to go in and watch the competition.
What a great opportunity, it's gone......
Although they could not get in, people were reluctant to leave and remained outside the door, waiting for first-hand news.
Since the forces of all parties could only bring a hundred people into Fengdu, Tang Jian stayed outside the gate with the remaining Xuanjia army, and he instructed the soldiers: "Keep my eyes open, always be vigilant, and report to me if there is any situation." ”
"Yes."
Cao Zhan, the general of the Xia army opposite, was also giving a lecture to the soldiers.
In Fengdu, Yang Guang is on the top, Empress Xiao's seat is second, the seat of the seven family patriarchs is again, and below is the leaders of all parties, and behind them, there are hundreds of people with their own groups.
The competition venue was guarded by guards of the forbidden army, and the periphery was surrounded by people who came in early in the morning to watch.
Wang Yu and Li Shimin stood beside Li Yuan, secretly looking at the patriarch of the family above, but she didn't know that someone on the other side was looking at her.
Lin Zhiwu stared at Wang Yu opposite, he was so angry that he couldn't do it, that stinky girl, it was okay to run away, he said that he saw him in Luoyang, and when he saw him, he didn't come to say hello to his brother-in-law, it was really rude.
Observing about the same, Wang Yu retracted her gaze and felt that someone was looking at her in front of her, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Lin Zhiwu with a straight face.
She tore the corners of her mouth open, revealing her teeth, and smiled at him.
Lin Zhiwu was stunned for a moment, then snorted coldly and turned his face away.
Wang Yu looked funny, this kid is still angry, he is really cautious.
Zhu Cang couldn't wait to shout: "Your Majesty, the people have arrived, you can start, don't waste everyone's time." ”
"Okay."
Yang Guang seemed to be in a good mood, he looked at the patriarchs of the family, and said politely: "Then there are the patriarchs of Lao." ”
"Your Majesty is gracious." The patriarchs also politely replied.
The patriarch of the Li clan got up and said to everyone: "Today, the literary test will be held first, and the literary test will be divided into three sessions, and in the first one, everyone will draw lots first to decide the order of appearance."
Then the first camp to make a poem, the second camp to start with the last word of the previous poem, and then to make a poem, which can be the same word or the same sound, and so on. But the verses cannot be repeated, and the camp that cannot be made is immediately out of the game and must not continue to participate.
"Of course, poems can be written by predecessors or by yourself, but the poems must be standardized, reviewed by our seven patriarchs, and once we judge that the poems are not standardized, we must not make a number, and we must compose poems again."
Ancient poetry solitaire?
Wang Yu touched the tiger's mouth, it's okay, Xiao Yu and Fang Xuanling are very knowledgeable, so there must be no problem.
At this time, ten chamberlains held a tray and stood in front of each camp, and in the tray was placed a leak carving, similar to an hourglass.
The voice of the patriarch of the Li clan sounded again: "After the previous camp composes a poem, the next camp must make a poem within the specified time, if the fine hourglass is finished, and those who have not yet made a poem will be out immediately."
"Alright, let's draw lots first."
The chamberlain came to Wang Shichong with a tray in his hand: "Please draw lots for the general." ”
Wang Shichong looked at Yuwen Zhiji next to him: "Xu Guogong, you are the representative of the imperial court, or you should draw lots." ”
Since the death of his father Yuwen Shu and his eldest brother Yu Wenhua, the title has fallen to Yuwen Zhihe, Yuwen Zhihe has always been gentle, and there is no control of his father and brother, so he is even more presumptuous.
Yuwen Zhihe glared at the waiter: "No eyesight." ”
Then he picked a lot from the tray, opened it and looked at it: "Two." ”
The recorder next to him made a note and went to the next camp.
After the draw was completed, the first one to start was the camp of Tang King Li Yuan.
"The first one, the beginning."
Li Yuan looked at Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu looked calm, and read aloud: "The test is in the stream, and the width of the Shuo people is wide." ”
When the words fell, the chamberlain in front of the Sui Dynasty camp immediately turned the missing carving upside down.
Yu Wenzhi hurriedly urged the Wenchen behind him: "Hurry up and compose poems, hurry up." ”
Yu Shinan thought for a moment and read aloud: "Wide and heavy, heavy and heavy." ”
......
One camp after another, the sound of reciting poetry is endless.
Wang Yu listened attentively, and sometimes couldn't help but applaud when he heard good poems.
Not only her, but many people inside and outside the stadium are like this, they will applaud when they hear good poems, and the seven patriarchs will also exchange comments from time to time.
In the first circle, Zhu Cang's camp was eliminated, and Zhu Cang scolded the literati behind him.
Someone said aggrievedly: "This can't be blamed on us, who let us appear in the order of the end, and the words at the end of the poems they read are too tricky, so how can we compose poems." ”
"Are you blaming me?" Zhu Cang's face darkened.
The lottery was drawn by the leaders themselves, so isn't it just to blame him for drawing lots badly?
Facing Zhu Cang's gloomy eyes, the man immediately knelt down: "The little ones don't have this meaning, they are all small incompetent, they can't help the king share their worries, and ask the king to forgive him." ”
Zhu Cang stared at his neck and did not speak.
He sent people to search for literati talents in the country, and finally selected these people, and now he lost one literary exam, but there are still two more to come.
This person is still useful......
"Get up, take a good look at how others compose poems, learn a little, and you can't lose the next game."
"Yes, my lord."
The man got up with palpitations, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, but his legs trembled uncontrollably.
The king looked at him just now as if he were looking at a dead man.
No, no, it was like watching a plate of food.
By the way, he recently heard some rumors that the king likes to eat human flesh, could it be ...... Really, right?
Thinking of this, his legs became weaker, and the man pinched his thighs fiercely, forcing himself to calm down, so that he could barely maintain his body and not fall.
In the second round, Liang Shidu was eliminated.
In the third round, two more camps were eliminated.
......
Later, only Li Yuan, Dou Jiande and Yuwen Zhiji's camp were left in the field, and the three parties competed several times, and their strength was comparable.
Until Fang Xuanling recited a poem: "The water is surging, and the pedestrians are gentle." ”
The missing moment is inverted.
Yu Shinan, who had been dealing with it calmly, opened his mouth and muttered silently for a long time, without saying a word.
Yuwen Zhihe urged him anxiously: "Say it quickly, there is no time." ”
As soon as the words fell, a sharp voice sounded in the field: "When the time comes, Xu Guogong's camp is out, and the next one will follow." ”
The other chamberlain turned the missing carving upside down.
Wei Zheng wiped the sweat that was about to drip from his nose, his brain was running rapidly, and he muttered in his mouth: "Pedestrians are ....., biao, biao, darts, and fat."
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