For the three talents, Lu Chen didn't pay too much attention. He didn't care whether this talent's reputation was in vain or worthy of his name, he only looked at Min Feng in the elegant seat.

Not only because Min Feng is famous among the students, but even he has heard of it, but also because Min Feng has already worshiped under Xia Qingmen.

The reason why Lu Chen proposed this was to watch the excitement, and secondly, to give Min Feng and Fu Yanshan over there some face.

No one objected to Lu Chen's proposal, and everyone applauded.

Gu Chengyu glanced around coldly, it seemed that at this moment, in the Tianxiang Pavilion, Lu Chen's family background was the highest. Those with higher statuses are afraid that they can't look down on such a night banquet. After all, Tianxiang Pavilion is a green building, and those dignitaries will not come to the door easily.

Hua Lian was very anxious in her heart, although she had confidence in Gu Gongzi, but with so many students, it was not easy to think about it, right? She felt like she was stupid.

When she came back from the cell that day, she went directly to Gu's mansion to ask for directions, intending to find Mingmo. Who knew that the porter said that Mingmo was not in the house, so she wanted to go back to Tianxiang Pavilion first, and wait for Ming'er to come back to him.

Mother Hua only promised her an hour, and she didn't dare to go back too late. Qinglou women like them, the deed of sale are all in the hands of Hua's mother, and they also have a file in the government, and if they want to eliminate their lowly status, they have to get the deed of sale from Hua's mother.

Who knew that as soon as she returned to Tianxiang Pavilion, she was taken care of by Mother Hua. She didn't dare to take out the jade pendant, she was seen by Mother Hua, and when she saw it, she was sure to take it away. There was no one she trusted, and no one could redeem her.

Hua Lian was worried about whether she could get out of the cage, but the other side was lively.

"The yellow flower has no owner for whom, and it is cold in the winding path.

Only buy fat powder with money, and pay the color of the west wind for a lifetime. ”

Lu Chen glanced at Jiang Cheng's hand and found that it was Fu Yanshan. I didn't expect that nerd to have an enlightened time? But this poem obviously has nothing to do with the woman in the Qinglou, but it also mentions that fat powder is barely suitable for the occasion!

"This poem is good, but it doesn't seem to match today's atmosphere, I guess it's a little hanging, not to mention that there are a lot of talents this time."

As soon as this poem was read, other talented people commented on it.

Lu Chen shook his head, nerds are still nerds. I'm afraid that I have never had any reverie about women, and the poems I made naturally have little to do with Qinglou. However, the poem is a good poem, but unfortunately it is not the case, and everyone thinks so, so naturally it can only be ruled out.

"Liyu Fanglin is on the high pavilion, and the new outfit is glamorous

Yinghu Ning Jiao didn't go in at first, and greeted him with a smile when he came out.

The face of the enchantress is like a flower with dew, and the jade tree shines in the backyard

The flowers do not bloom for long, and they fall red all over the ground and return to silence! ”

Jiang Cheng continued to read, he looked at the signature under his head, and sure enough, it was Min Feng. This is Min Feng's literary style, and there are many poems that have been circulated by Min Feng, and everyone is even familiar with them.

Lu Chen nodded, as a noble son, even if he didn't test his fame, he was raised by a famous teacher. He is the second son of the long house, and his status is already noble, and he often goes to school with his eldest brother. The Master's teachings were extremely strict, so he was very good at appreciating poetry and songs.

Needless to say, whether this poem is good or not, you can know just by looking at everyone's expressions. Min Feng's poems made Lu Chen have to nod and praise, and everyone couldn't help but look forward to Gu Chengyu's poems.

Gu Chengyu couldn't help but admire when he heard it, Min Feng made rapid progress, and this poem was written very well.

"Chengyu! I think you're really a little in suspense this time! That Min Feng's poetry is really good, didn't you see that everyone nodded and praised? You haven't seen your word card before, and I don't know if it's acceptable. If you knew that you would have written a poem, you would definitely be able to compare Min Feng. ”

Zhu Pang was a little unconfident in that poem, not that he didn't think it was badly written. On the contrary, he felt that the writing was very meaningful, but it was a pity that everyone had never seen what it was called.

Among the remaining stacks, I picked up the top one and found that this was Gu Chengyu's poem.

"The jade furnace incense, the red wax tears, the autumn thoughts of the painting hall. The eyebrows are thin, the temples are cloudy, and the night is long and cold.

Sycamore trees, three more rain, not to leave the love is bitter. A leaf, a sound, the empty steps drip to the light. ”

"Huh? What is this format? It's not poetry, is it? Before Jiang Cheng finished reading, some students questioned.

Jiang Cheng was also puzzled while reading, what kind of format is this?

Read a song! Lu Chen was also very puzzled and asked the voices of everyone present.

"Gu Gongzi, what is the format of your poem? I'm afraid it doesn't match the format of seven words and five words, right? Please forgive me for being lonely and unheard, I really have never heard of it. Lu Chen didn't believe that Gu Chengyu would even write the format wrong, but he was a little interested in this format.

"That is, he even said that his poems are good, look at what is written here?" Some students can't help but judge, this is a poem but not a poem, the format is very weird.

"I think this poem is very novel, we all follow the style of our predecessors to write poems, this Gu Chengyu can create a precedent, this is much better than us who pick up people's teeth, right?"

Some of them are still somewhat impressed, although it will take some time for a new format to be accepted by everyone. But it is undeniable that even those great Confucians who set a precedent in this way can't do it.

Gu Chengyu smiled indifferently, "This is a word card, and it can also be used as a tune." It's different from the lyrics and songs of poetry, as for its meaning, I don't need to repeat it below, right? ”

Lu Chen thought thoughtfully, "In other words, this can be sung as a song?" So this format was created by Gu Gongzi? ”

"Not really, this is what I saw in a book in my spare time, and there was only one of them at that time, and I have been studying it all my life. Later, it was damaged when it was searched by the Terracotta Division that entered the house. ”

In fact, what Gu Chengyu said was also reasonable, at that time, the Soldiers and Horses Division searched the mansion and inspected the books on the shelves very carefully, and many of those books were damaged. Although he had collected some rare books, the damaged books on the shelves made him really distressed.

Those people don't care about books, they flip through the books, see that there are no pages and some relevant incriminating evidence, read one, and throw away those books at will, and then they are trampled and torn. When Gu Chengyu came back, the study had already been cleaned up by Mingmo and them, but there were many books on it, and the rest had to be repaired.

Not only that, but there are also some slightly valuable things missing in the house, such as jade pendants, purses and smaller ornaments that he doesn't look down on on weekdays, which is really like locusts crossing the border, not false at all, Gu Chengyu can't help but praise his previous wise deeds.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel sorry that this was creating another style of poetry. Since it is a word card, it can also be used as a poem for people to sing, but it is really admirable that it has created a genre.

Although some people speak sour words, and some people don't know how to appreciate it, most of the people here are still knowledgeable, and they can accept this kind of word card.

"Since it is the creation of poetry and genres, then I have to send this word card to the Confucians for judgment, I don't know what you will do?"