Tian Zhicai's expression froze, and he looked at me: "Zhao Zimu, it's your turn!" ”

I sneered, this guy is very insidious, I can be sure that Tian Zhicai's poem was not written by himself at all, but after thinking about it, I am not either, and I am not qualified to despise him.

After the first few rounds of competition, everyone else knew my strength and didn't dare to continue to mock, I didn't hesitate, and read directly:

"Sideburns and Pine Order-The Return of the Marquis"

Looking for the Marquis,

Qiang Qu Song,

Ten years of wolf smoke,

The halberd is sharp.

The cold moon pipa is skinny,

Thousands of miles of scorching sand,

Iron Rider Golden Hoof.

Leng Qingqiu,

Frost-dyed sleeves,

A wisp of cold autumn,

Turbid weeping urges liquor.

Worship the marquis and wait,

Cold rain and smoke cold,

Are there any Iraqi people?

……

When I said the last word, even myself was stunned in place, the poem written by Shi Niang, majestic, battlefield battle, a wisp of sadness, throughout, especially the last sentence "Cold rain and cold, but is the Yiren?" It seems that the style of painting has changed, but it has raised the artistic conception to a higher level.

The writing is magnificent, especially the Qiangqu and pipa under the cold moon, the tragedy of the war is brought over, but the aftertaste is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, describing a warrior who went out on the expedition, after ten years of fighting, and finally worshiped the marquis, and when he returned to his hometown, in the cold and rainy night, can he have a wife waiting for him?

At the end of the poem, there is an intriguing suspense that seems to come to an abrupt end, but in fact there is infinite imagination......

Whether it is artistic conception or emotion, it is a step higher than Tian Zhicai, although Tian Zhicai's poetry is also good, but in comparison, it is still a good teacher.

Suddenly, the surroundings became silent, Tian Zhicai was stunned at the bow of the boat, the mockery on his face had not receded, but a trace of horror appeared in his eyes, he looked at me stupidly, and he didn't say anything for a long time, the rest of the Tian family looked like a ghost, even Tian Zhijie gritted his teeth and looked at me angrily, he didn't expect that I could write such a perfect poem.

Peng Lao and Xianyun Jushi glanced at each other, their expressions were very complicated, the two of them wanted to comment and take the opportunity to help Tian Zhicai, but they didn't want to compare the two poems and make a judgment.

Wei Danqing did not shy away from it, and said bluntly: "Good poetry, good artistic conception, not living in ancient times, it is a regret of my generation, but this poem is a true portrayal of the ancient battlefield, the words are like gold, every sentence of Zhu Yu, the poem that can be called the head of the banquet, as for Tian Zhicai's poems, the young people are ambitious, the old age is sad and autumn, there is a sigh of emotion, but some of them are rigid, and they end up with a 'young man who doesn't know the taste of sorrow...... For the meaning of the new word 'sorrow'. ”

Wei Danqing's evaluation was pertinent, Peng Lao and Xianyun wanted to speak, but the facts were in front of them, in front of so many people, they didn't dare to talk nonsense, so they could only remain silent, Peng Lao said: "The poems of both can be called classics, but we have no right to judge, who wins the top of the Wenhui depends on Miss Chen's meaning." ”

Before Tian Zhicai and I competed, Mr. Peng made it clear that the final victory or defeat was announced by Chen Jiayao.

Chen Jiayao stepped forward and bowed to everyone, looking generous, Chu Chu moved, her action aroused the desire of the men around her, especially those ruffians who mixed in, breathing became short, staring at her nakedly, eager to press it directly to the ground, tossing a few times without pity.

Chen Jiayao said: "After several rounds of competition, two talents were finally selected, and the last poem has its own merits, which is really difficult to select. ”

Chen Jiayao paused for a moment, looking at me and Tian Zhicai, and when her eyes fell on me, she showed a complicated look.

Chen Jiayao continued: "Let's not talk about anything else, just talk about the content of the poems, Tian Zhicai is mainly men, lamenting the aging of heroes; The last sentence writes about love, a man's homecoming, a woman's waiting, poignant and graceful, with endless aftertaste, I still like Zhao Zimu's "The Return of the Marquis". ”

In one sentence, the final leader of the Wenhui was announced.

I breathed a heavy sigh of relief, although the process was a little difficult, but with the help of my teacher, there was no danger, as for Chen Jiayao's choice of me, not to mention the poem itself, just let her Xiaozi probe me, it means a lot of things, Chen Jiayao is afraid that she will beat my idea.

"It's impossible, the one surnamed Zhao actually got the leader."

"Hey, where the fuck is this reasonable?"

"Zhao Zimu must be cheating, a hillbilly from the countryside, no matter how you think about it."

……

The poor and talented man was full of shock, repeating two poems, as for the disciples of the big family, except for Cheng Tienan and Liu Hao, they were all slandering me, and some even proposed to re-compete.

Chen Jiayao smiled and said apologetically: "Everyone, this final selection only represents my own preferences, as for this Wenhui competition, it is over, Zhao Zimu will win the leader of the Wenhui, and then we will hold a martial arts meeting, if Zhao Zimu continues to win the leader of the Wuhui, then both civil and military, my fiancé is Zhao Zimu, if someone else wins the leader of the Wuhui, you can compete with Zhao Zimu, one article and one martial arts, there is a great chance." ”

After Chen Jiayao finished speaking, Tian Zhijie snorted coldly, looked at my position, and sneered: "Forget about the Wenhui, as for the martial arts meeting, a defeated general still wants to win the first place in the martial arts meeting, it's just a fool's dream." ”

Not only Tian Zhijie, but even Wu Feng, Wei Hansheng and some family members, all of them looked to me, gearing up, they were not good at Wenhui, but Wuhui was inevitable, even Cheng Tienan looked dignified, he wanted to pursue Chen Jiayao, and now that the two of us have become competitors, naturally they will not show mercy to me.

Chen Jiayao spoke, and the others naturally had no opinion, many long boats approached the lake, and when everyone got off the boat, they all stood by the lake, bowing down to Peng Lao, Xianyun Jushi and Wei Danqing to thank them, the three of them are the literary figures in the provincial capital, as long as there are things related to literature, they are three mountains, and they need the younger generation to look up.

When the three of them left, the younger generation became much more active and had a better relationship with each other, and as for the poor and talented people and the ruffians, they did not practice qigong, so they left separately and did not plan to participate in the next martial arts meeting.

In this way, the entire martial arts will become a competition between big families

Chen Jiayao waved her hand, and the maid waiting by the lake walked in front to lead the way, the Chen family is a big family in the provincial capital, and they build a martial arts arena, which usually allows the disciples of the Chen family to practice, but now it comes in handy and becomes a venue for holding martial arts meetings.

Arrived at the place.

The scale of the martial arts arena is large, there are all kinds of weapons around, the maids have entered, put down the tables, chairs and dishes, because it is a banquet, it is natural to prepare some wine and food, just after the Wenhui competition, everyone has not eased up, especially Tian Zhicai, the whole person is very lost, obviously not recovered from the blow of defeat.

I sat on the chair and looked at the dishes in front of me, the Chen family was enough to spend money, these things were very precious, just the prepared wine, a bottle worth tens of thousands of yuan, it was simply luxurious.

I didn't expect that as soon as I picked up the wine glass, a figure came over, I looked up, it was actually Tian Zhijie, this guy was holding wine in his hand, with a sarcastic look, and said: "The surname Zhao, I toast you, if I beat you to death later, don't blame me?" ”

I laughed secretly in my heart, the two of us had a gambling contract, and now he couldn't wait to come over and taunt, obviously planning to do something to me, I didn't show weakness, stood up, drank the wine in my hand, and chuckled: "Hehe, I said when I left, when I came back, I took your dog's life, the three-month gambling contract is too long, it's better to decide the winner today, how about it?" ”

"Just what I want!" Tian Zhijie drank the wine, laughed a few times, and returned to the position of the Tian family.

I glanced at it, Wu Feng, Wei Hansheng, Third Young Master Bai and Zhou Shao, all looked at me, but they did not provoke, Wu Feng and Wei Hansheng watched coldly, Third Young Master Bai Qigong was abolished, Zhou Shao is an ordinary person, their intentions are obvious, no matter who it is, as long as they defeat me.

At this moment, Chen Jiayao slowly walked into the ring, the scene suddenly became solemn, and the martial arts meeting was about to begin......