"One step into a poem!"

Everyone in the courtyard gasped when they heard this, how much confidence and talent do they have to be to dare to speak so wildly!

Su Yi seemed to hear the sound of his heart beating, with his talent, it is not difficult to become a poem in seven steps, but one step... I'm afraid I can't even come up with the name of the poem.

Walking to compose a poem may seem simple, but the requirements are very strict, because each step has a maximum of five breaths, otherwise it is considered a failure.

In other words, Ye Tian needs to compose a poem in five breaths, and he has to follow the background of the poem designed by others.

"Brother Ye, you're not joking, are you?" Bai Mingxuan swallowed his saliva and said slowly, he had never heard of a poem in one step, and secretly guessed that the only people who could do it were those poetic ancestors.

"Do you think I look like someone who often jokes?" Ye Tian turned his head and smiled.

"Like. Bai Mingxuan and Leng Feng said in unison and nodded.

Coughing lightly to resolve the embarrassment, Ye Tian turned his head and said, "This benevolent brother can solve the problem." ”

Hearing this, the green-robed Confucian nodded and said, "Okay, since Master Ye Tian is so confident, the question will be out that night, I hope that in the poems that the master will create next, there will be water, trees, flowers, and living beings." ”

When Bai Mingxuan heard the Confucian request, he immediately shook his head, his face was very complicated, "Alas..."

Obviously, I didn't expect that this blue-robed Confucian would come up with such a tricky question.

"Why is Brother Mingxuan sighing?" Leng Feng wondered, just now Ye Tian made three poems in an instant, and when he saw it in his eyes, he really couldn't understand why Bai Mingxuan on the side was so unconfident in Ye Tian.

"Brother Leng doesn't know, poems with a single background are the easiest to create, and with so many scenarios prescribed at once, if you want to integrate them together, the difficulty has increased by at least dozens of times, or even a hundred times, it seems that Brother Ye is going to be slapped in the face this time. Bai Mingxuan couldn't laugh or cry.

"I see. Leng Feng probably understood, and an interesting idea suddenly appeared in his heart, Ye Tian has always been steady and mysterious, if he can see his embarrassing scene, it will not be an interesting thing.

At this time, Ye Tian, who was standing next to him, nodded slightly and said, "Good topic." ”

Immediately, my mind began to rac.

After about three breaths, Ye Tian's spirit flashed, and he took a step and recited:

"The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the sunshine. ”

"The little lotus has only shown its sharp corners, and there are dragonflies standing on its head. ”

After that, in the huge courtyard, all the Confucian scholars seemed to see a vibrant scene in front of them, and they all indulged in it, and the original suspicions in their hearts had long since disappeared.

“... Water, trees, flowers, and creatures, all the same, and even the order is right. Su Yi muttered slightly distractedly, the respect for Ye Tian in his heart had been sublimated into a kind of crazy worship.

Such a genius, let alone a hundred years and a thousand years, even ten thousand years is not enough to see it, but he is fortunate enough to get acquainted, this is really a great joy in life!

Everyone came back to their senses one after another, and they all looked at each other for a long time before they began to speak.

"Xiao Sheng has long said that this Master Ye Tian is definitely a true talent, you don't believe it, if you offend the master because of this, it will be too late to regret..."

"Come on, didn't you keep nodding your head when someone questioned it, we are all literati, can we make a face?"

"If anyone dares to question Master Ye's talent, Xiao Sheng will leave. ”

"That's right, we don't dare to offend this master of poetics. ”

Many Confucian scholars were filled with righteous indignation, in such a short period of time, they actually wrote four poems in a row, and each poem can be called a classic quatrain, without any flaws, this kind of character can definitely become the poet's weather vane in the future, maybe it has become now.

The blue-robed Confucian who came up with the question finally relieved himself at this time, walked out of the table, bowed ninety degrees to Ye Tian, and gave a junior salute.

"Master Ye's poetic talent, the late life admires it so much, just now it was a late student rude, please forgive the master. With that, the green-robed Confucian sat down with a melancholy expression.

Leng Feng swept the expressions of the people around him, and also knew the extraordinariness of this poem, and there was a mischievous disappointment in his heart, and then he joked with a smile, "Brother Mingxuan, you should take it this time, right?"

When Bai Mingxuan heard this, he nodded with a wry smile and said, "That's right, it seems that you can't jump to conclusions about anything in the future, especially what happened to Brother Ye." ”

"Master Ye, what's the name of this poem?"

When Ye Tian sat down, he didn't know who shouted, and then everyone pricked up their ears.

"Koike. Ye Tian took a sip of the wine in the glass and said with a light smile.

When the Confucian scholars in the courtyard heard such an ordinary poem, they were all filled with emotion, this is the real literature, simple and easy to understand, but with great wisdom.

"A small pond, too, is a master of poetics, each poem is not only wonderful, but also contains a philosophy that makes people wake up. Su Yi's heart had nothing but sighing and adoring.

About half an hour later, only one of the Confucians did not create any poems and songs, and the rest of the Confucians who participated in the competition all recited the poems they had created.

Then the voting began, and everyone took out the parchment paper pressed under the cup, picked up the brush that had just been sent by the next person, dipped it in ink lightly, and began to write.

The rule of voting is not one person, one vote, but everyone can vote for three poems, one of which can be voted for themselves.

Su Yi did not hesitate, the first one he wrote was "Song of the Peach Blossom Temple", the second was "Xiao Chi" that Ye Tiangang 'improvised', and the third was "Peach Blossom of Dalin Temple", which was not voted for by himself Mingyan.

Ye Tian's three votes were for the poems written by Su Yi, Bai Mingxuan, and Lu Zicai, which can be regarded as friendship votes.

Then, Su Yi saw that everyone put down the brush in their hands and glanced at the distance, and then a family member came slowly and began to collect the voting parchment one by one according to the table number.

"Fellow poets, it will take some time to count the votes, so you can use this time to exchange and discuss. ”

After Su Yi finished speaking, the courtyard became lively again, and the Confucian scholars began to talk frequently.

During this period, many Confucian scholars recited their own poems, which were perfected and instructed, and they were all happy.

After the family finished counting, they walked to the center of the pavilion.

Su Yi nodded, took the parchment paper in his hand, stood up and said, "Fellow poets, the results of this poetry contest will be announced next." ”

With Su Yi's words, the audience immediately fell silent, and almost everyone expected that their poems could get a good ranking.

"First place: Peach Blossom Anthem. ”

"Second place: Koike. ”

"Third place: Dairinji Peach Blossom. ”

"Fourth place: Peach blossom watching by boat"

...

There was no accident, the four poems recited by Ye Tian directly occupied the top four positions, and Su Yi's poems only won the fifth seat this time.

And Bai Mingxuan's poems ranked ninth.

may be the reason for Ye Tian's appearance, Lu Zicai's poems did not enter the top ten, but in the thirteenth place, he did not feel disappointed, after all, his poems really can't be compared with the previous ones.

After the ranking was announced, Su Yi walked out of the central pavilion and came to Ye Tian's side, and with a wave of his robe sleeves, five glittering spirit stones suddenly appeared on the table.

"Brother Ye, this is the spirit stone reward you got this time. With a polite salute, Su Yi said respectfully.

Ye Tian nodded in thanks and put all these spirit stones into the storage ring.

Suddenly, a heroic voice sounded at the entrance of the courtyard.

"Yo, such a lively banquet, why didn't Brother Su invite me?"