Mu Qing looked at Ye Senluo blankly, and said Okay, let's talk a few words first?

And the scholars below were in an uproar!

Ye Senluo's words made all the scholars present angry, and they pointed at Ye Senluo and scolded one by one.

"Shaft daring?!Mouth out wild words, you are not worthy of being in the company of scholars like us!"

"You went to the meeting alone, I also respected it in my heart, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant, then I don't need to keep my hands, I will let you lose face today!"

Bang!

Ouyang Li's face was already pale, he slowly got up, looked at Ye Senluo and sneered: "I have been reading and writing poetry for seventy years, and I have never dared to say that everyone here is rubbish!

At the same time, Bai Xuan opened his mouth and said, "Now start the Wen Fight." The contest is divided into three rounds, and I will draw lots to decide what topic you will compete on! Whoever has the higher quality of poetry wins!"

As soon as the words fell, someone came over with a bamboo tube, which was full of signatures.

Bai Xuan stretched out his hand to draw lots.

Of course, no one would doubt which country Bai Xuan would collude with, because the reputation of the Bai family in Luoxian Valley was recognized.

After all, what family would keep the spirit of a deceased monarch for 10,000 years?

This is also the reason why the Three Kingdoms competition place will be set in Luoxian Valley.

Bai Xuan had already drawn the lot, and he made the bamboo skewers public.

There are few numbers on the bamboo sticks, and they read: "Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

The meaning is very clear, you can only write Mid-Autumn words, not poems.

Ye Senluo looked at this topic, but he was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that there would be a Mid-Autumn Festival here.

"Time is a stick of incense, start now!" Bai Xuan said loudly.

And the scholars below whispered.

"The lottery drawn this time is relatively simple, these three are all powerful in the literary world, and they must have done a lot of Mid-Autumn Festival words!"

"Huh, Liang Ming and Qi Feng began to write...... Well...... The beginning is decent...... Hey, Mr. Ouyang has already picked up the pen!"

Ouyang Li's status in the hearts of the world's readers is very high, he was known as the holy hand of poetry when he was young, and poetry is at its peak.

Everyone stared closely at Ouyang Lilong's dancing pen, only to see a few lines of words appear on the white paper.

Osmanthus floating jade, the first moon is full of heavenly streets, and the night is as cool as washing.

The wind is full of eyebrows and cold bones, and people are in the Crystal Palace.

The dragon is staggering, watching the saga, and the ethereal sheng song is boiling.

The frost is all over the ground, and it wants to fly across the colorful clouds.

After Shangque finished writing, there were continuous exclamations all around.

"This word is romantic, Mr. Ouyang seems to be in the Moon Palace!"

"I'm afraid that the view of the Moon Palace is like this. ”

All the scholars looked at this word with a misty look in their eyes, as if they were in the Moon Palace.

Even Qi Feng and Liang Ming, who were still writing, were affected, and when they saw this, they sighed to themselves.

Ouyang Li naturally noticed everyone's demeanor, and he was very complacent in his heart at the moment, he muttered for a moment, and was about to come out.

"I remember last year's night, in the Jiujiuxi Pavilion, the light moon and clouds came and went.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains were not dreamed of yesterday, and the autumn light is like a promise in the blink of an eye.

Qingque came to the west, Chang'e reported to me, and the good time is approaching.

Send a message to the couple, don't be drunk with the cold. ”

When Ouyang Li finished writing the last word, the whole square applauded! ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese 網ωωω.χ~8.~1zщ.còм

"I thought that the upper que was so exciting, but I was afraid that the lower que would not be able to bear it, but I didn't expect that Mr. Ouyang would turn his pen and say all his troubles!"

"The world and the sky are written smoothly, and the fairy bones are all miscellaneous, and as soon as this word comes out, the remaining words of the Mid-Autumn Festival are all wasted!"

All the scholars looked at Ouyang Li with fanatical eyes, and they admired it in their hearts!

On the other side, Liang Ming and Qi Feng have also finished writing, but there is no need to judge at all, the two are automatically acquainted.

Qi Feng even said directly: "The old gentleman is worthy of being a holy hand of poetry! The Mid-Autumn Festival words, there is no need to continue, the old gentleman can be the leader!"

Everyone agrees, as soon as this word comes out, I am afraid that the Mid-Autumn Festival will not be able to bypass this one in the future.

Although Mu Qing didn't understand poetry, when he saw that all the scholars below were complimenting Ouyang Li over there, he also understood that the word was probably very powerful.

Suddenly, a scholar spoke: "Ye Senluo...... I haven't written it yet!"

The scholars who had almost forgotten Ye Senluo's existence all reacted now, and looked at Ye Senluo one by one, with playful eyes.

"People, you have to be self-aware, is it okay now? Shame on you! Do you still want to compete with Mr. Ouyang?" a scholar sneered.

Someone even sneered: "Look at him still stunned there, tsk, I'm afraid I can't do it!"

All the readers looked at Ye Senluo with disdain, no one thought that Ye Senluo could make a better Mid-Autumn Festival speech than Ouyang Li!

Ouyang Li stood with his hands in his hands, he watched Ye Senluo being despised by all the scholars, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly.

Even you, a scholar who came out of nowhere, dare to fight me?

Liang Ming, a scholar of the Liang Kingdom, pressed his hand down, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then he looked at Ye Senluo and snorted coldly: "Someone who is a favorite, hurry up and get down, you have polluted this ring here." "The new 81 Chinese network is updated the fastest Mobile:://

Saying that, he also looked at Mu Ying's two sisters and brothers: "You two, your father is the general of the Chu State, why are you so unenterprising, and you are in the company of such villains?

Mu Ying gritted her teeth, her face was angry, but she also knew that it was better not to speak on this occasion, Mu Qing was like a defeated rooster, lowering her head and not speaking.

"Get out!" I don't know who shouted like this, and the whole audience shouted together, get out!

Mu Ying gritted her teeth, and even tears appeared in her eyes, it was true that she was an immortal cultivator, but she was just a girl, and she had never experienced such a cruel scene.

Ye Senluo, who had never spoken, finally spoke in this piece of abuse, he looked at the words written by Ouyang Li, and said lightly: "But that's it!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience suddenly fell silent, and then boiled violently.

Ouyang Li's face turned red with anger, he pointed at Ye Senluo and sneered: "Looking forward to Your Excellency's mastery!"

Ye Senluo didn't speak, he took the brush directly, and in the midst of many teasing and ridicule, he wrote the first four words of the water tune song.

Ye Senluo had never learned calligraphy calligraphy, and this was not yet a familiar federal character, so this character was really not very well written, and when the name of the word was written, it caused a lot of laughter.

"Sure enough, it's just like the person! What kind of character is this? A baby who has just read a book can write better than him?"

"Just this kind of word, it can be seen that his level is not high, and he even came out to be embarrassed!"

There was a laugh below.

Ye Senluo was indifferent and continued to write.

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine.

The words are still as ugly as ever, but when the readers below saw this sentence, there was a lot less ridicule.

"I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. ”

All of a sudden, there were a lot fewer voices below, and even some people had frowned, and there was a thoughtful look in their eyes.

"I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. ”

Someone's eyes widened, and there was a mixture of disbelief.

"Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world. ”

When this sentence came out, the audience was silent!

And Ouyang Li's face changed greatly.

Mu Ying's two siblings originally looked at Ye Senluo with a little worry, afraid that Ye Senluo might suffer a bigger blow as soon as the word Ye Senluo was written, but the situation seemed to be different, the two siblings glanced at each other, and they both saw a certain excited light in each other's eyes.

Ignoring the fluctuating emotions, Ye Senro continued to write.

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, and nothing will be done to say goodbye. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone looked at Ouyang Li, and it was also written here that it was sad, and from a structural point of view, this one was actually a bit similar to Ouyang Li's one, both of which were written by the upper and lower levels, but the difference is that Ye Senluo's song is indeed a lot smarter.

Ouyang Li's face was already more ugly, but when he saw the next sentence, his face suddenly turned pale.

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. ”

The pen turned suddenly, and that kind of melancholy suddenly disappeared, which suddenly made all the readers in the audience exclaim involuntarily.

Ye Senluo paused slightly, glanced at Ouyang Li, and then wrote down the famous sentences of the ages.

I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together!

Ouyang Li was hit hard, and he opened his mouth to spit out blood!