Chapter 60: Poetry Will Make a Name
Hong'er, this fish monster is pitiful, you see she is scared and crying, or let her go.
She will definitely appreciate you. Qin Hong frowned, and finally said: Then let it go, anyway, Miss Ben is not hungry now.
As he spoke, Qin Hong took down the fish and released it again......
The little red carp was still nodding on the side of the boat, and Wang Jun heard her thinking in his heart: Human beings are not too bad, I will tell my mother when I go back, and I will save those who fall into the water in the future.
At this moment, Wang Jun only thinks it's funny......
Xiao Ai, do you have any suitable methods for fish cultivation?
Master, I have recorded here a dragon transformation technique, which is a secret practice method of the dragon clan.
It was recorded by ancient civilizations, and later studied for a period of time to make improvements. Well, pass it on to me now.
After receiving this information, Wang Jun used the Mind Technique to transmit the cultivation technique to the little carp.
At this moment, the little carp was preparing to go home, and suddenly there was a memory in his mind, which was a kind of cultivation.
The little carp thought about it and felt that he was so smart that he was able to come up with this method of evolution, and he was indeed a genius.
Wang Jun, who was standing on the boat, shook his head, only thinking it was very interesting.
Brother Jun, let's go to the island to play together, I heard people say that it is very fun, and he is still holding Wang Jun's arm and making a fuss.
No, Wang Jun could only agree, so the boat turned around and headed for the island. When Wang Jun came to the mooring place of the island, he found that the island was very lively at the moment, full of scholar-like people, people coming and going.
When the three of them landed on the island, all the scholars who saw Wang Jun nodded their heads and saluted, and now Wang Jun is famous.
The pit money boy has one million god emperor coins, and he is the richest man in Yifeng County, and some people dare not give some face.
At this time, Wang Juncai felt the trouble of being famous, there were people everywhere to salute him, very uncomfortable, Hong'er, what do I say, what is there to do now, what is there to do like this;
Good brother, since you're here, why don't you go and see it?
I want to see whose poems will be ranked first in this poetry club, and I will collect a copy of it when the time comes.
At this moment, Wang Jun feels very helpless, and for the first time, he feels that women are sometimes very troublesome!
Think about it, it's still a good month, obedient and never make trouble for yourself!
Yue'er, do you think it's boring here?
Nope!
Xianggong, it's very lively here, and the poetry meeting, I used to want to participate, but I never had the opportunity.
The Great Xia Poetry Conference is held once every three years, and this time it is Yifeng County's turn, and it would be a pity to miss it.
Wang Jun......
Am I not the only one who is not interested in poetry......
I'm outdated......
In order to accompany the two beauties, Wang Jun could only pretend to be very happy and go to join in the fun.
By the time the crowd arrived, the center of the island was already crowded.
Seeing that there were many seats in the middle, Wang Jun was about to step forward to find a place to sit down, and a small servant stopped everyone; Please follow the rules!
Wang Jun couldn't, so he said to the two women beside him: You see it's not that your man doesn't take you in, there are too many rules.
I can't write any poems now, I don't know how you can write it?
Yue'er thought for a while and said: Since Xianggong is unwilling to leave Mobao, I will write it for Xianggong.
As he spoke, he wrote with a pen: Seeing the islands and reefs on the shore of Xizi Lake, the monarchs discussed their talents before the table. Regardless of where you come from, there are poems as evidence.
wrote a simple poem, Yue'er handed it to Xiao Si next to her, and the little guy simply read it, thinking that it was very appropriate for the situation, so he let Yue'er in, but blocked Wang Jun and Qin Hong outside.
Qin Hong was immediately unhappy, we were together, why didn't you let us in?
Please forgive me, a poem for one person must be written by himself, otherwise he will not be able to enter.
At this moment, Yue'er also realized that it was very inappropriate to come in by herself, and immediately saw Xianggong, I will send the voice to you now, and you will write it.
The movement here was quiet, and the horse attracted the attention of the people around him, and Li Youcai, who was sitting inside, saw that Wang Jun was stopped outside, and immediately came to find a sense of existence.
I saw Li Gongzi say loudly: Isn't this the famous Wang Jun Wang Gongzi in the county town?
Why, no poetry has been stopped outside?
"Haha!" I just said, sometimes a few stinky money is useless.
At this moment, Wang Jun felt that how could he encounter this fly anywhere, and Wang Jun, who was very unhappy, could only use what knowledge he had learned in his nine years of compulsory education and played it on the spot.
If you don't give these people a little color today, you all feel that you are amazing, let you all see the power of nine-year compulsory education.
Immediately, Wang Jun put pen to paper:
Willing to enter the West Lake boat,
There are beautiful people on the islands and reefs.
Moored here at night,
Poetry is only for the mouths of all gentlemen.
Song 2:
The autumn wind swept across the white clouds,
The poetry of this place has been passed down for thousands of miles.
I don't ask where you come from,
Ask Xiang to show his son here.
Song 3:
The sky and water break this road is shaky,
Follow the wind to this reef.
There are many talented and beautiful women,
Drink and talk about it in the present day.
Wang Jun wrote ten poems in one go, and in Wang Jun's opinion, he writes poems!
The little guy next to him opened his mouth wide at the moment, when can he still write poems like this.
Li Youcai's face was also blue at the moment, he snorted coldly, brushed his sleeves and left.
The crowd around was also discussing, and they couldn't imagine that Wang Gongzi was not only rich, but also wrote poems so well.
Hong'er next to her was even more starry, it turned out that his brother was the real poet.
Yue'er is also very happy, she really hasn't found out that her father-in-law can write poems for so long.
When Wang Jun entered, he sent a message to Qin Hong and asked him to write a poem.
At this point, all three of them mixed in......
After another quarter of an hour, the personnel also arrived, and at this time, someone shouted: Please "Yifengjun" county guard, Mr. Ruhua Ding, the president of Yunshan Academy, Mr. Ji Hong.
When the voice fell, three important people entered, and the students below stood up to salute.
When Qin Hong saw her father, she was unhappy for a while, and said in her heart I am having a good time, what kind of fun are you coming to join in.
She herself didn't want to think about how such an important literati poetry club could not invite him, the boss of the land.
Qin Junshou waved his hand, and everyone sat down again, this year's poetry will have the three of us as judges, everyone can rest assured, there is no need to come here to write poems if you can buy the three of us.
Qin Jun kept a word, and the scholars below were all bursting with laughter; indeed, if anyone has the ability to buy these three, there is no need to participate in this kind of poetry meeting.
This year's topic is Mr. Ding, right?
Qin Junshou looked at an old man next to him, at this moment the old man got up and was ready to solve the question, and now among the three of them, only he was the only one who was suitable for the question.
The other two have their own forces, and they are afraid that others will have ideas.
This year, we gathered on this island, surrounded by lakes, and the scenery is very pleasant, so I will take West Lake as the theme: give you a quarter of an hour.
The poems were judged by three of us, and the first place will be the best poem of the year.
Everyone listened and guessed about the topic, so most people worked hard to write the book.
Only Wang Jun and the three of them had nothing to do, as if they were watching the excitement.
I saw Li Youcai's son, looking at Wang Jun provocatively while writing, and Li Youcai at this moment saw that Wang Jun didn't move his pen for a long time.
I think it must be talentless, right?
A person who wrote ten good poems in one go, how can he still have the ability to write again, this time I won the first place in poetry.
Wang Jun looked as provocative as a dog, Li Youcai was speechless, you said that you didn't suffer once or twice, why is there still no lesson?
Looks like I'm going to give you some excitement!
Thinking of Li Youcai's embarrassment, Wang Jun was happy.
Then there is the pen:
Mochizuki West Lake
In the West Lake and looking at the moon, the scenery is not the same as the fragrance of flowers.
The sky and the earth are endlessly colorful, and the waves of the water are different.
Write a poem and put down the brush.
With my level of nine-year compulsory education, I don't believe it, it's not as good as you ancients?
After a while, everyone put down the poems in their hands, and a waiter came over and collected all the poems from everyone.
When it was handed to the three judges, there were more than 30 songs.
Looking at so many poems in front of him, Mr. Ding is also very happy; this year's poetry will have more than 30 contests, and when the beneficial ones are selected, they can be compiled into the poetry collection of this poetry meeting.
In order to spread the word throughout the country, so that other students who could not come can also enjoy it together.
The students were very excited when they heard this, which is the real reason why so many people came, and it was a pity to miss such an opportunity to make a name for themselves.
For the sake of fairness, Mr. Ji Hong, the dean of Cloud Academy, will now read it to everyone.
Looking back, the score is out, and no one will be meaningful.
This is also the rule of previous sessions, with this common listening: what poems are in what rank, everyone also has a number in their hearts.
The first song is to visit the West Lake
The second song is the spring color of the West Lake
The third song is clear water and sky
Song 4 Reef in the Lake
As soon as the pillar of heaven opened out of the West Lake,
Tianshui will return to this point.
The four shores of the lake are opposite each other,
A lonely sail came in the air.
This poem is written by Li Youcai and Li Gongzi of Yunshan Academy.
Li Gongzi is not a talented son of the Great Xia Kingdom, and this poem is quite good.
Even the dean of Yunshan Academy nodded again and again.
Wang Jun......
That's it?
It's not as talented as Yue'er......
Just when everyone was praising it, the next poem was written by Wang Jun and Wang Gongzi in Fuyang County:
Mochizuki West Lake
In the West Lake and looking at the moon, the scenery is not the same as the fragrance of flowers.
The sky and the earth are endlessly colorful, and the waves of the water are different.
As soon as this poem came out, it was quiet.
Everyone is reminiscing for a long time......
The moonlit scene of West Lake is imprinted in my mind, which is so beautiful and full of dreams.
Suddenly, someone shouted hello......
This poetry meeting finally has another good poem that can be passed down for centuries.
With a cheer, the crowd once again resumed its liveliness, all talking about such a good poem.
Wang Jun......
I just wrote to play well!
It seems that I am going to re-evaluate the style of Great Xia.
Even the three judges nodded their heads in approval, and in the end, Wang Jun's poem first fell into the table of the county keeper.
The county keeper looked at his good son-in-law below, and the more he looked at it, the more happy he became.
Wang Jun was a little embarrassed to see it.