When all the Confucian scholars in the courtyard heard Su Yi's words, they all nodded secretly in their hearts.

They had also participated in poetry contests before, but at that time, they all provided their recent poems.

And this time, it is to improvise by extracting the exam questions and creating on the spot, which tests everyone's poetry talent even more, which is the real poetry competition.

Ye Tian turned his head and asked Lu Zicai, "Brother Lu, is the Su family's heritage very strong?"

Being able to take out five medium-grade spirit stones as a reward is obviously not something that a small family can match.

After he walked into the courtyard, he found that most of the guards of this family were one-star martial artists, although they were strong, they were not weaker than the families in Qingfeng City.

"Well, the overall strength of the Su family is in the surrounding cities, it is not strong, but the popularity and relationship network of the Su family are very terrifying, almost all the Confucian cultivators in the vicinity are acquainted with it, it is said that the royal family of the Jiuyuan Empire will send spirit stones and treasures every month, in order to develop poetic culture, after all, it is not only the strong who can write history, but also those of us Confucians. Lu Zicai said proudly.

"It turns out that it has something to do with the royal family, no wonder you can take out so many spirit stones. Ye Tian nodded slightly.

If it were an ordinary small family with so many spirit stones, I am afraid that they would have been wiped out by the strong and robbed of the treasure, but the Su family has the support of the royal family behind them, who dares to provoke it, isn't it looking for death.

"Fellow poets, there is one rule that is the same as usual, that is, there is no restriction on the types of creation, both poetry and poetry. ”

After saying that, Su Yi glanced into the distance.

Immediately, a housekeeper dressed in a subordinate costume, holding a wooden box in his arms, walked along the table number.

On closer inspection, this wooden box is similar to the wooden box that Ye Tian used to participate in the first-grade alchemist to draw the exam questions, and there is a fist-sized round hole directly above it, so you can put your hand into it.

At this moment, only two people at the No. 1 table chose to draw numbers, and the remaining three were not confident in their improvisation ability, and they were afraid that they would not be able to compose poems after winning the lottery, so they did not choose to participate in the competition in order to avoid embarrassment.

These two Confucian scholars spread out the parchment, and when they saw the exam questions on it, they both sighed slightly, and it seemed that they were not good at the poetry questions they had drawn.

"Brother Bai, do you want to participate?" Ye Tian tilted his head and said suspiciously.

"Don't hide it from Brother Ye, I still have the ability to improvise, but I'm better at landscape poetry, in case I draw other genres, I'm afraid the poems I make will not be too exciting. Bai Mingxuan smiled bitterly.

Lu Zicai, who was on the side, nodded slightly and said, "What Brother Bai said is good, today's qualifying competition not only requires extraordinary talent and brains, but also luck, because every Confucian poet has his own creative background that he is good at. ”

When Ye Tian heard this, he sighed, only a poet at the master or even the grandmaster level can directly create a stunning masterpiece without considering the background.

Half an hour later, with a smiling face, the family came to the ninth table where Ye Tian was sitting.

Lu Zicai, who was the closest, took the lead in reaching into the round hole in the wooden box, and after a while, he took out a roll of parchment.

"It seems that Xiaosheng is lucky. Spreading out the parchment, Lu Zicai said with a smile, the topic he drew was "autumn", which is the seasonal poem he is good at.

Although it is just a simple word, it contains too many, such as autumn rain, autumn night, autumn scene, etc., which are not only common, but also diverse.

At this time, Bai Mingxuan also reached into the question box, and after a while, he took out a piece of parchment.

"I'm lucky, too. Looking at the exam questions in his hand, Bai Mingxuan also laughed, and the impromptu exam question he drew was "Shanshui".

"Then it's me. Ye Tian didn't have any worry or excitement on his face, he put his hand in, and grabbed the exam question in just a moment.

"What did Brother Bai draw?"

Bai Mingxuan and Lu Zicai both got up, came to Ye Tian's back, saw the content of the parchment, and said slightly, "Peach blossom?"

"Alas, Brother Ye's luck is really bad. Bai Mingxuan shook his head after sitting down.

"Oh, why did Brother Bai say that, I think this exam question is relatively simple. In Ye Tian's memory, there are many poems and poems describing peach blossoms, and many of them can shock people's hearts.

"Brother Ye doesn't know, the impromptu exam question of peach blossom is indeed relatively simple, however, there are a lot of poems on this theme, but no one can make a wonderful quatrain, because most people have a different understanding of peach blossoms and peach trees, some people think that peach blossoms are more elegant, and some people think that peach blossoms are more ordinary.

Therefore, it is too difficult to make a peach poem that is praised by everyone..."Bai Mingxuan explained, and immediately did not dare to waste time, slowly closed his eyes, and constantly stimulated and searched for the source of creation in his mind.

The corners of Ye Tian's mouth hooked slightly when he heard this, and he was not worried about what Bai Mingxuan said, the topic was peach blossoms, he didn't necessarily have to slander or praise peach blossoms, he had already thought of many more suitable poems in his heart.

About a cup of tea, everyone drew the topic, and many people shook their heads and sighed, but they didn't have the time to communicate with the poets on the side, but like Bai Mingxuan, they began to think carefully.

In the entire courtyard, Ye Tian was the only one who participated in the poetry friend competition, with his eyes open and a glass of Chinese wine, looking so bored.

Su Yi, who was not far away, frowned slightly when he saw this, and said secretly, "Could it be that this master of poetics in Lu Zicai's mouth is not good at the topic he selected?"

didn't continue to think about it, after Su Yi sat down, he also began to close his eyes, his head shook slightly, and he muttered words in his mouth, as if he was constantly deducing and improving the verses.

"Brother Ye Tian, you shouldn't abstain, right?" Leng Feng saw the appearance of the contestant, and then looked at Ye Tian next to him, and said in a low voice.

"Hehe, in fact, the moment I saw the title, I wrote all the poems. Ye Tian smiled lightly.

"All of them!"

When Leng Feng heard this, he couldn't lower his voice, and found that the Confucian scholars around him who were thinking with their eyes closed showed displeasure, and hurriedly smiled and said sorry, and then said, "Brother Ye Tian, did you create many poems at once, and they were improvized?"

"Not bad. Ye Tian nodded slightly, anyway, people in this world don't know about such poets, he only needs to copy the poems of Tang Yin and others, and he doesn't worry about being recognized.

Mo Yan on the side also raised his eyebrows, did not speak, but secretly said in his heart, Ye Tian was too terrifying, he created several poems in such a short time.

This amazing talent and talent, I'm afraid that there are few people who can compare with it!

Leng Feng believed that Ye Tian never boasted, and when he came back to his senses, he sighed, "Brother Ye Tian is too fast, no wonder he is so leisurely..."

Ye Tian was obviously in front of him, answering all questions, and there was no concealment in his every move, even so, no one could guess it.

Leng Feng said in his heart, how could such an unfathomable person not make people admire, and immediately looked at Ye Tian's eyes, and there was also a gold star.