You should be proud to have written such verses. ”

Chen Yueru looked at Yang Ming with some appreciation, his somewhat distracted expression did make people feel a little strange.

This poem has never been included, and such a good sentence is from Yang Ming's hand, which is really incredible.

"Take, take. ”

After Yang Ming came back to his senses, he arched his hand to the scholars, so he walked off the stage with a heavy heart.

"What's wrong?

"This poem...... Isn't it well written?"

"Yes, I didn't expect you to write such good poetry!"

Yiyue praised, but Yang Ming shook his head.

When he remembered the scene of Zuo Gong looking out from afar by the railing, the first four sentences suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was as if some sleeping memories had been awakened, and these four lines of poetry suddenly appeared in his mind, along with an old figure.

He seemed to see the old figure, driving a fishing boat, whispering something from his mouth.

"Spending near a high-rise building hurts the hearts of guests, and it is difficult to climb here......"

The first four lines are the verses he whispered!

These first four sentences were not made by Yang Ming, but the poems chanted by the fisherman who held the boat in his memory!

Could it be that this fisherman is his grandfather?

However, how could the memory of his grandfather be suddenly awakened by the scene of Zuo Gong leaning on the railing and looking into the distance?

Yang Ming doesn't know, but the last two sentences are indeed made by him, and the last two sentences are indeed not as quintessential as the first two sentences, but his level is at the limit at this time.

This brief memory fragment made Yang Ming suddenly have a bold idea.

Perhaps, by reading and improving his cultivation of the essence of the three purities, he can gradually recall the memories he lost back then!

In this way, he will be able to gradually sound those vague things in his own way, and this cultivation is like a key, gradually opening the lock in his memory.

"Well, I've got some inspiration too. ”

Yiyue patted Yang Ming's shoulder and walked onto the stage.

A southern goose stirred up the sleep, and the moon was full of the sky on the tall building. ”

"In the depths of the empty valley, the clouds and rivers are full of red. ”

"Good!"

After Yiyue finished reciting her poems, Chen Yueru was the first to applaud!

This Yiyue's poem is not as tragic as Yang Ming, but the artistic conception of this kind of girl's leisure makes people feel fresh and graceful.

The scholars also praised Yiyue's work again and again, and as soon as Yang Ming and Yiyue's poems came out, none of the scholars present wanted to go up and try it.

Since this is the case, Chen Yueru walked directly onto the stage and cleared her throat.

"With the proximity of the high river and land, there are many distant and strange places. ”

"Acacia is separated by heavy mountains, and memories are limited to the long river. ”

Chen Yueru's poem has the feeling of a little song, and it is very interesting to listen to it carefully, and given that the titles of these eighteen floors are all written by her, it makes sense to make poems of this level.

If it weren't for the fact that no one could come forward on the eighteenth floor, she Chen Yueru wouldn't have to be in the limelight.

After all, these eighteen floors have to elect seventy-two scholars to go up to the eighth floor.

In the eighteenth floor, seventy-two scholars with good poetry were selected and went directly to the nineteenth to twenty-sixth floors behind.

Among these eight layers, there are nine finals each.

Two of the nine were able to set foot on the top of the 27th floor.

That is, in this round, at least four people on each floor must be shortlisted, and these eighteen floors really can't make up these four people, so Chen Yueru has to come out to make up the numbers.

Originally, I wanted to wait for the end of this poetry conference to fight poetry with this group of young talents of the same age, so let's have a direct fight in this second and third round.

Therefore, the four winners of the eighteenth layer are Yang Ming, Yiyue, Chen Yueru and an old scholar.

This old scholar should be one of the disciples of the great prince, but he has a bit of writing in his hands.

The first round of the competition is over, and the winners go straight to the 19th to 26th floors.

After the on-site handymen made a unified arrangement and drew lots, the strata from the 19th floor to the 26th floor were directly assigned.

"Yang Ming, you are on the twenty-fourth floor, and I am on the twenty-fifth floor with Sister Yueru. ”

Yi Yue looked at the number drawn in her hand, the way of drawing lots was very interesting, seventy-two balls were placed in a tube suspended by a cable.

Among the 72 balls are the floor numbers from the 19th to the 26th floors.

The canisters are then roped up from the first level, and after the four winners of each level draw four balls, there are exactly four balls left on the eighteenth floor.

Therefore, after the keg reaches the eighteenth layer, it means that the results of the layering from the nineteenth to the twenty-sixth layer have come out.

Grabbing his ball, a number twenty-four was drawn out by Yang Ming in the note in the center of the ball.

Twenty-four floors, then let him go to the twenty-fourth floor to see who he knows.

When Yang Ming reached the twenty-fourth floor, he found that no one had reached this floor, after all, he was still not tall when he climbed up from the eighteenth floor, but those who climbed up from the lower floors had to climb for a while.

This Star Picking Pavilion is not as convenient as the Kunpeng Courtyard, so climbing the stairs is still quite a test of physical strength.

"Yang Ming, you're actually on the twenty-fourth floor. ”

The first to come to the twenty-fourth floor was actually Xiao He, so it seems that Yang Ming and Xiao He can be compared.

The other scholars on the twenty-fourth floor are not very familiar to them, and it seems that they should be scholars from the Qilin Academy, after all, when they saw Yang Ming, they all looked honest and cute with smiling faces.

Yun Jing saw that Yang Ming could show this kind of expression, and it should be this group of guys from the Qilin Academy.

After the nineteenth and twenty-fifth floors were in place, the keg that had been used to hold the balls that divided the floors had once again slid up through the cable from the bottom up.

This time, instead of layered balls, the barrels contained scrolls that wrote the questions of each floor one by one.

After Yang Ming got the title on the twenty-fifth floor, he slowly opened the scroll.

"Mountain village?"

Yang Ming looked at the title written on this scroll with some doubts, he really had a little understanding about the mountain village.

The mountain village he goes to most often is Lingnan Town, which enters the mountain pass in the south of Tianheng Mountain.

Lingnan Town is a small town, and there are only about 70 households living here, and the most famous thing in Lingnan Town should be the large beef noodles of Tianheng Mountain.

Yang Ming suddenly missed the people in the noodle restaurant in Lingnan Town, the noodles of Old Master Tan, the sound of the shopkeeper Guo knocking on the abacus, and the loud shouting of Brother Wang.

This is the place he used to pass by every day when he went down the mountain.

"Yamamura, in this case, I have a good idea. ”

Xiao He said with a smile, it seems that this Brother Xiao's experience of traveling all over the world has indeed given him very good creative materials.

The people of this Kirin Temple are not so indifferent, and it is really hard to think about the mountain village.

Unless you are a scholar who grew up in a mountain village and entered Beijing, it is difficult to have a more correct understanding of a mountain village.

Most of the seven people in this Qilin Courtyard are from the hometown of the eight counties of Zhongzhou, how can there be any people from the mountain village.

I was a little anxious about this topic for a while, but this talent competition is not so harsh, but if you can make verses, it is not a shame.

"Brother Xiao, if you come up with it, then just say it, I have to organize the organizational language here. ”

Yang Ming really wanted to compose a poem centered on Lingnan Town, but he still had to keep improving.

Therefore, seeing this Brother Xiao's full ambition, he naturally has already thought of his own poems.

In that case, then I will first tell me my poems. ”

After that, Xiao He stood directly on the platform on the twenty-fourth floor, brewed his emotions for a while, and then groaned:

"There are one or two chickens crowing in the rain, and the road and bridge in Zhuxi Village are slanted. The women and aunts called each other to bathe the silkworms and look at the gardenias in the atrium. ”

As soon as Xiao He's poem came out, the artistic conception of the mountain village was set off in an instant, and the tranquil and leisurely mountain village life was the quiet place where Xiao He passed by.

This cloud empire has many villages like stars, and the people of each village are working hard to manage their own lives.

Those simple lives are bitter and bitter, sweet and gratifying, and they are an indispensable part of this vast number of living beings.

"Xiao Gongzi's poems are really good, I admire, admire. ”

Xiao He's poems directly made the seven scholars of the Qilin Academy admire the five-body throw, and being able to write this kind of poetry is definitely someone who has a deep understanding of the scenery of this mountain village.

This group of them, but they have no such understanding at all, so naturally they can't write such popular poems.

Xiao He arched his hand at everyone, indicating that he agreed, and he Xiao He was also ranked first among the scholars in Yunjing.

If he didn't want to be with his stupid cousin Xiao Jie, he would also be thinking about taking a fame test.

For a genius like Xiao He, it is definitely not difficult to gain fame.

Yang Ming stretched out his thumb at Xiao He, indicating that his poem was indeed good.

Sometimes I feel that he is very envious of Xiao He.

Born in the family of the eunuch, the family has a solid foundation, healthy parents, a good master, and a sticky little sister.

It's really jealous to say, obviously the family is officialdom, but he can pursue himself comfortably, which is something that many people envy.

Personable, full of economy, and a strong new school of martial arts.

It's simply synonymous with being rich and handsome!

Although Yang Ming looks okay, this son is not so burly, and his net worth is not so rich.

The donkey master's silver ticket of one million taels of silver was simply a piece of waste paper, and Yang Ming couldn't spend it at all.

In the past few days, as long as you show the silver ticket of one million taels, people say that you can't find it, and you have no choice but to do it, basically it is the money taken by Yiyue or Sister Chen.

"Alas, Brother Xiao, I really envy you, if only I could be as free and easy as you. ”

Yang Ming shook his head with a wry smile, not to mention anything else, his life experience has not been clarified until now, and this matter made Yang Ming feel very uncomfortable.

This question of life has been bothering him for a long time, and there has been no clue at all.

Lao Lu said that he would wait for the end of next year's World Competition before asking the Zong family in person, but since he came into contact with these ten powerhouses of the Cloud Empire, Yang Ming felt that they were much stronger than him.

In this year's time, can he really surpass them?

I heard that this Shaking Cloud View Senior Brother Lei Bo Qin Lei has already had an epiphany and is working towards the direction of Enlightenment Heavenly Dao, if he really meets this Senior Brother Lei in the world competition in the future, can he really compare?

Yang Ming used to be carefree, as long as he had food today, he would not think about tomorrow.

But now Yang Ming, who has read more books, feels more and more that he is actually very small, and in the face of this world where the strong are like clouds, his achievements are just ordinary.

However, he Yang Ming is not a person who gives up easily.

Although he was well aware of his insignificance, he didn't think he would stay so small.

So, he stood on the stage and recited a poem.

"Don't laugh at the farmer's wine, and stay in the harvest year. ”

"The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. ”

"The flute and drum follow the spring society, and the clothes are simple and ancient. ”

"From now on, if you are allowed to ride the moon in idleness, you will knock on the door with a cane all the time and night. ”

This poem is Yang Ming's profound record of what he heard and thought in Lingnan Town.

As soon as this poem came out, all the scholars were directly shocked, and even Xiao He kept smashing his mouth.

"The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. ”

Xiao He muttered this poem, and the more he read, the more flavorful it became.

This is not like Yang Ming can write, but looking at his Xiao He's knowledge, he can't find any verses that are similar to this poem.

I have to say that Yang Ming's level of poetry is really much higher, and it can even be said to be a transformation!

He went from being an ignorant and unruly boy to a Confucian student.

And he is also a very thoughtful Confucian, not those who are cynical.

This Yang Ming does have a wisdom root.

"This poem has some philosophies, Brother Yang's level, but it is not below me at all!"

Xiao He sighed, this Yang Ming's poetry can reach such a high level, which really exceeds his expectations.

Yang Ming showed a triumphant smile, this poem was actually a poem that the old man in his memory had recited.

Strange to say, he was beginning to be able to recall some of his scattered memories of the past.

However, those memories are all related to poetry, could it be that this poetry conference began to stimulate the part of his nerves that memorized poetry?

For a time, a large number of poems that he had never heard of before came to his mind, and these poems were all read by the old shipman.

Yang Ming suddenly had a bold idea, this old boatman, that is, his grandfather, he is not only a peerless powerhouse, but also a peerless poet!

In this way, he Yang Ming can be said to be very proud.

This poem, if he remembers correctly, should be called......

"Visiting Shanxi Village"

(These two chapters draw heavily on ancient poetry and are re-annotated.) The ancient poems borrowed from these two chapters: Jin Zerong in "Climbing the Tower", Du Fu in "Climbing the Tower", Shen Manyuan in "Climbing the Tower", Wang Jian in "Mountain Village", and Lu You in "Traveling to Shanxi Village". Hereby pay tribute to the classical Chinese poetry culture. ）

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