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Chu Tang has such talent and strength, if he enters the Xingwen Main Hall, he will definitely be favored by the Great Emperor, and he will be the kind of person who stands above him in the future!

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Hai's mood was inexplicably irritable, and when he stared at Chu Tang, he kept secretly thinking in his heart: A mere newcomer can surpass me at a glance...... The problem is that he doesn't have a good relationship with me now, and he may impeach me in the future.

But what should I do now, mend the relationship with him? Try to compromise as much as possible? No, how can I do such a thing!

Yang Hai stopped in place for a while and didn't say a word.

And beside him, Han Xiao was still praising the poems.

"One is full of Jianghong, one is Jiangchengzi, each of them is a classic, it is really a classic, you can actually make two of these poems!"

Han Xiao looked at Chu Tang, the reverence in his eyes was not hidden at all, it was difficult to make a single work, and it was unprecedented.

The whole room was also praised, as if they had forgotten the unhappiness just now.

Seeing that the atmosphere was gradually rising, Fu Hong hurriedly squeezed to the middle and said with a smile: "Today is a poetry meeting to welcome Lord Chu, don't stand still, sit down, that Xiao Zhang, haven't we engraved a lot of copies of Lord Chu's hand-me-down poems these days? ”

He was busy everywhere: "Come to Lord Han and sit down, Lord Yang, you also sit, Ziyan, you are also here, sit down quickly." ”

Everyone sat down, each of them was looking high, drinking and drinking tea, only Yang Hai sat on it alone, without saying a word, which seemed a little out of place here.

Han Xiao, who was also sitting on the top, finally put down the poems in his hand, and then looked at everyone: "Come on, come on, today is a poetry meeting to welcome Lord Chu, everyone is active, take out all the good poems you have written before." ”

Someone said, "Yes, let's start from here, make a song for each person, and finally go to Lord Chu." ”

"Haha, you want Lord Chu to make a song. ”

"Of course, Lord Chu has written two poems in a row to pass them on, and if he can write another poem and make up three songs, it will be like no one before or since! ”

"What are you kidding, you should be a cabbage, just open your mouth, don't be embarrassed by Lord Chu, it is a great achievement to be able to write two poems!"

The people from the Hall of Stars tried to liven up the atmosphere as much as possible.

Ziyan, who was sitting in the first place on the lower left, slowly got up and said: "Since this senior said that I should start from here, then I will read a poem, throw bricks and lead jade, and then everyone will try to take out a good poem, so that the last Lord Chu will be forced to make another good poem." ”

"Good, good. ”

The crowd all nodded, and then looked at Ziyan expectantly, Ziyan is also a person from the Xingwen Palace, and has written top-level poems, and now she is the first to start, and everyone is still looking forward to it.

Ziyan groaned slightly, and then smiled: "Because there is Lord Chu sitting here today, I don't dare to say anything about the works that I think I am satisfied with, and because I am the first person to throw bricks and lead the jade, it is more meaningful to read a poem, this poem is the first poem I created in my life, it was written a long time ago, it is relatively poor, but I always remember ......"

Under the gaze of everyone, Ziyan slowly spoke.

"Autumn is as old as ever,

The drizzle is getting clearer.

Three years after the farewell of the ancient alley,

The moss is old.

You're not around. ”

A poem reminiscing about Jiangnan was read quickly.

Ziyan smiled and said, "Clumsy, seniors criticize as much as you want." ”

As she spoke, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Chu Tang tightly.

Chu Tang smiled and clapped his hands: "Good words, the first word of the Purple Smoke Girl back then can do this, it is already very extraordinary." ”

Han Xiao on the top nodded: "Yes, Ziyan is a talented woman, her first recollection of Jiangnan is enough to reach the grade of first-class poetry, which is quite good." ”

There are also many people nodding below: "Yes, it's really not easy to make the first song like this, this song recalls Jiangnan and is neat, and the artistic conception is also there, and it is quite good to understand." ”

Miao praised. Ziyan smiled, slightly disappointed, because Chu Tang's expression did not change at all.

After she sat down, the second person, the third person, each composed a poem.

Soon it was Yang Hai's turn above.

Yang Hai's indifferent expression without saying a word changed slightly, it doesn't matter if others write poems whether they are good or bad, but because he has criticized Chu Tang before, he is a little embarrassed to write poems now, because he is at a high level, he is definitely not as good as Chu Tang, he is ridiculed for his bad work, and he will be compared by others if he does a good job, whether he is good or bad, it is difficult for him to be praised by others, which makes him feel very bad.

"Lord Yang, it's your turn, you won't be unable to do it. Han Xiao said next to him.

This sentence is a bit hateful, and it is even more embarrassing to not be able to do it than to be bad.

Yang Hai paused slightly, glanced at Han Xiao indifferently, and said, "Lord Han Xiao doesn't need to provoke me, it's just a poem......"

"Okay, then I'll listen to Lord Yang's poems. Han Xiao looked at Yang Hai with a smile, looking like he was waiting for you to make a fool of himself.

His attitude made Yang Hai a little embarrassed, and Han Xiao's expression represented that no matter what Yang Hai wrote, he would be ridiculed.

Yang Hai groaned, and after glancing at the purple smoke, he suddenly smiled: "Okay, then I'll also take out the first clumsy work I ever wrote." ”

The first clumsy song is representative, and because it is the first attempt, most people must not be very successful, and it doesn't matter if it is not written well, which gives him a great opportunity to shirk.

After speaking, he didn't wait for Han Xiao to say anything, and spoke directly.

"Ten Mile Pavilion on Drinking South Street,

The lonely moon shines, and the snow and rain welcome.

The ancient road is as windy as ice,

Looking back halfway, the city is lonely, and I walk alone all night.

The old court drank three catties of alcohol,

The pride gradually rose.

Even though the sea of bitterness falls from the sky,

I stand up with my chest, sing through the waves, and sing a song to heaven!"

After reading the poem, everyone was slightly silent.

Han Xiao on the top groaned: "If it's the first work, this Qingyu case is indeed good." ”

That's a good word. ”

Everyone also nodded, because considering the reason for the first song, it is difficult for people to criticize this song, and even there are many commendable points in this song.

Soon everyone unveiled Yang Hai.

Yang Hai smiled slightly, he was very satisfied with his approach this time.

After another moment, it was the turn of the last one to compose a poem, that is, Chu Tang.

At this time, everyone is looking forward to it, Chu Tang is a person who has written two hand-to-hand poems, and his level must be top-notch.

Under everyone's expectation, Chu Tang nodded slightly, thought about it in his heart, got up and said: "Okay, everyone has done it, and I won't be spared when it's my turn, so I'll make a song with this high-rise building as the theme." ”