"Yes! It seems that today's face is going to be lost, but fortunately we didn't make it. A student next to him also regretted that at such a young age, since he dared to go up, his talent must not be bad, but he didn't expect to meet the three major talents today, so he can only blame his bad luck.

Even if he comes to take the township exam, it will become a stepping stone for others, and even if he is admitted to the exam, the reputation will definitely not be good. Maybe it will have an impact on the exam, and the ranking of the palace exam in the future will be affected because of this matter.

"His poems are with me! You've written it, so let's judge it together! Fu Ming couldn't get used to seeing these Jiangnan students so arrogant.

Not bad! Jiangnan is indeed the place where the literary style is at its peak, and there are countless talented people, steadily pressing the north. In the final ranking of the scientific examination every year, the candidates in Jiangnan can account for seven or eight out of ten, which can show that the north is indeed inferior to the south of the Yangtze River. Of course, this also cultivated the rampant and high-minded temperament of Jiangnan students.

Fang Huai's face was expressionless, but his eyes were filled with coldness. These Jiangnan students, it's time to teach them a lesson, do you really think they have no one in the north? Especially in the past ten years, they thought that they had the support of high-ranking and powerful people in the court, so they became even more unscrupulous.

Fang Huai thought about it, and thought that these students were the people in the court, and the resentment in his heart was even heavier, and looking at the three talents, he became more and more unpleasant, especially Huang Junheng.

"Then let's enjoy Senior Brother Liu's masterpiece first!" Huang Junheng proposed, and then he walked towards Fu Ming.

Gu Chengyu and the others had to keep up, after all, he was also involved now, right? As soon as they moved, the crowd also moved, some of them were students who lived in other inns, and they also came to join in the fun, and the front of the Qunying Building was already surrounded by water.

Liu Haonan saw so many people, and now it was difficult to ride a tiger, so he had to agree to come down, and he felt a little dangerous to win the first place.

In fact, Huang Junheng was also very worried in his heart, he was not afraid of Liu Haonan. How many catties and taels does this Liu Haonan have, will he not know? He has already probed the bottom, Min Feng is the one he has to be careful of, he is determined to win, he must not let his cousin down.

Compared with the inner tension of the two, Min Feng is very indifferent, he was born in a fishing household in the south of the Yangtze River, and his father often fishes on the lake to maintain his studies. He studied late, only for seven years, three years ago, he was admitted to the first place, although it is a pity that it is not a small three yuan, but he can become a gifted student, and reduce some of the burden on the family, he is also satisfied.

Min Feng's thoughts are the same as Huang Junheng's, although Liu Haonan is known as the three great talents with them, but his reputation has a lot of vanities, and he is the only one among them who is not born, and I don't know when he was put together with their names and compared.

This poem is really difficult, and it also limits the format, Min Feng is very confident in himself, Huang Junheng has some talent, but he doesn't care.

Gu Chengyu didn't need to look to know that the three talented people in front of him didn't take him seriously.

"Is there anyone else to write? If not, let's get started. Shopkeeper Wan asked the crowd, and when he saw that no one answered, he began to salute Fu Ming.

Fu Ming first opened Liu Haonan's poem, and he read the poem aloud, "Step on the grassland in spring, view the green lotus pond in summer, send red leaves in the autumn wind, and drink white snow poems in winter." ”

As soon as he read it, the audience fell silent.

"This? Got it wrong, right? A candidate hesitated to say the words, although he did not clearly point it out, but his eyes looked at Gu Chengyu, which clearly meant that this poem was written by Gu Chengyu.

Gu Chengyu also felt strange, it stands to reason that Jiangnan talents should not be at this level! Although this poem is written all year round, the rhyme is also rhymed, and the last sentence of the poem of drinking white snow in winter can be regarded as the finishing touch of the whole poem, but Gu Chengyu always feels that the front of this poem is a little too bland, and the artistic conception is less.

This made Liu Haonan's face red, he used to participate in the poetry meeting, and he thought about it at home for several days before writing it, and he would shine at the poetry meeting, and now let him improvise poetry, he is a little lacking in this regard. It's just that this student is really hateful, and people who can't even write a sentence dare to doubt him?

"What? Do you think I'm dizzy? There's a signature on it. Fu Ming was questioned, of course he was not happy, could he still help others cheat? He lifted the paper in his hand, flipped it over and threw it twice at the crowd.

The student was stared at by Fu Ming, and couldn't help but shrink his neck. He was so close, just those two clicks were enough for him to see clearly that the signature on it was indeed Liu Haonan.

"Actually, I think it's okay? Rhyme aside, the last sentence is also a classic. It's just an improvisational poem, so it's nice to have this, right? That's already remarkable. ”

What this student said is also fair, after all, none of them dared to go up because Liu Haonan was one of the three great talents in Jiangnan, so everyone was harsh on him, in fact, how can there be so many geniuses in this world? When you go to a poetry club, how many people improvise poems on the spot? Didn't you think about it for a long time at home and make a lot of poems for backup?

"Now read the second one, this is Huang Junheng's poem, listen to it." Fu Heng glanced at everyone, and when he saw that everyone had calmed down, he continued.

"There are flowers in spring, there are moons in autumn, cicadas in summer, and snow in winter. If there is no idle thing to lock your heart, it is a good time in the world. ”

As soon as this poem was read, Liu Haonan's face turned a little pale, didn't he say that Huang Junheng's talent was comparable to his? How is that possible? Could this poem be made by Huang Junheng at home? Well! It is also very likely that Huang Junheng probably knew the topic from his cousin.

Liu Haonan thought about it in his heart, and Huang Junheng looked indifferent, in fact, he was proud in his heart, how could Liu Haonan compare with him?

"Wow! This poem is well written! Some people praised it and felt that he was worthy of being a genius in Jiangnan.

Everyone was talking, and Liu Haonan's face was even more difficult to look at.

Min Feng glanced at Huang Junheng with some surprise, as if he didn't expect Huang Junheng to have such talent. Gu Chengyu looked at the expressions of several people, and commented in his heart, this poem is well done, the seasons correspond, especially the expression of emotions in the last two sentences.

Fu Hengyou took out another piece of paper, "Signed Min Feng!" ”

"The breeze blows on the south bank of the Green River, and the swallows come to peck the spring mud first. The rain curtain is quietly cracking, and the summer lotus field is swaying in the wind. The countryside sings harvest songs, and the autumn leaves pave the golden road. The winter snow in the wax moon is wrapped in silver, and the sound of firecrackers bids farewell to the old year. ”

As soon as this poem came out, the crowd immediately applauded.

"I'll just say it! Senior Brother Min's poems have always been ashamed of us, you see! This must be the number one of the day. ”