As he was talking, there were messengers playing signs and banging on gongs, and they saw Wang Hua coming on foot, together with several famous Confucian and Mu Xiu officials in Nanjing.

When Mr. Minglu saw it, he hurriedly walked out of the shed, saluted Wang Hua, and said, "Lord Wang is really trustworthy, and he is ashamed." ”

Wang Hua only smiled at him and walked into the shed noncommittally.

However, a few other celebrities who came with him knew Mr. Minglu, and they had to say a few words intimately: "Brother Zichuan is not harmed." ”

"Haha, everything is fine, this time I didn't expect Brother Zhao Xian to come, it's really a blessing for three lives."

"Oh, it was Wang Butang who asked me to come and taste it for justice."

They were talking here, Ye Chunqiu also came from the shed, and went to visit Wang Hua, who had just settled, Wang Hua sat in the shed, didn't say anything, just nodded at him encouragingly.

After everyone sat down, the competition finally began, and someone struck the gong and began to say the details of Wendou.

There have always been cultural fights here in Nanjing, and they are all held in Linxiantai, but the details are almost the same, but when they heard that Mr. Minglu came up with the question and decided the victory in one fell swoop, everyone was stunned.

Is this Ye Chunqiu so big? He's just a hairy kid, and he dares to let someone ask questions?

It's not fun to let someone come up with a question, because the ruler is long and short, no one can be invulnerable, each will have its own strengths and weaknesses, just like the poems written by Ye Chunqiu, everyone admires it very much, if you really compare the poems, although this Ye Chunqiu is young, it may not fall behind.

And once someone else asks the question, it is tantamount to putting the victory in the hands of others.

Everyone held their breath and looked at what happened next.

I saw Mr. Minglu Shi Shiran come out, and then said with a smile: "The old man is idle and wild, and he doesn't want to compete with others, but since Ye Jieyuan is happy, it doesn't hurt for the old man to accompany one or two, how many heroes and gentlemen are in Jinling, and the old man is here today, so he will be ugly." ”

Ye Chunqiu saw his pretentious appearance, and he just wanted to laugh in his heart, but he just came out and waved at everyone.

Ye Chunqiu said to Mr. Lu Ming: "Since Mr. is the question, then Xiaosheng dares to ask, does Mr. want to test poetry?" ”

Everyone looked at Mr. Minglu intently, and they were all looking forward to it, and many people wanted to see what other outstanding poems Ye Chunqiu had come out.

Who knew that this Mr. Minglu smiled, shook his head and said: "Poetry is a side-by-side way, and it is just a matter of entertaining oneself occasionally, but it is not the right way." ”

Some people agree with this point of view, and some people despise it, the poetry is broad and profound, and it is ridiculous to say that it is a side-by-side way; But then again, at the moment when the fate of these eight strands of literature is decided, it is said that poetry is a miscellaneous study but also said in the past. It's just that more people think that people who can make good poems often have a very high level of Baguwen, and if they can't even do Bagu well, if they want to make good poems, I'm afraid it's also a joke. Therefore, the level of this poem can also test the real knowledge, but this Mr. Minglu refused, and many people couldn't help but sigh.

Mr. Minglu is very thick-skinned, this poem, he will never compare with Ye Chunqiu, this is self-inflicted humiliation, Ye Chunqiu's sentence is only as first seen, it is already extraordinary, and his own poetry is passable, but although it is good to fill in words and sentences, it is too difficult to come up with wonderful poems, he will not touch the stone with eggs.

Ye Chunqiu smiled, and didn't seem to mind Mr. Minglu's tricks, so he said: "Then let the students guess again, since the question that Mr. wants to come up with is not a sideshow, then it should not be qinqi, calligraphy and painting, naturally, if it is about qinqi, calligraphy and painting, the student is very willing to accompany it." ”

Mr. Minglu looked indifferent, and continued to shake his head: "It's not good, it's not good, it's not the right way." ”

I heard that it is not more than the qinqi calligraphy and painting, many people can't help but be disappointed, in fact, the qinqi calligraphy and painting is the most expected, after all, everyone is here to join in the fun, do you want to listen to a big master and a little master Wen crepe drag the text can't be?

Ye Chunqiu was not discouraged, so he made another move: "In this way, it seems that there are only eight articles left, so it's okay, making art is the right way, and the success or failure of the industry depends on eight shares, and the students are trying to ask for advice." ”

Many people thought in their hearts, it seems that there are only eight shares, this Mr. Minglu is a third-class jinshi, and Ye Chunqiu is also a person from Zhejiang, the level of the two is probably equal, they are both strong, and it depends on how they compete.

Mr. Minglu's words were a big disappointment: "The eight shares are rotten, and it's not interesting, even if it's a competition, it's always good to have something fresh, otherwise it won't be a big disappointment for the princes watching the fight." ”

Ye Chunqiu smiled lightly, his eyes staring at Mr. Minglu.

Since he went to the painting boat and showed strong self-confidence, Ye Chunqiu knew that Mr. Minglu would not compete with himself in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and eight shares, as for composing poetry, don't even think about it, this person is a very shameless person, since he agreed to let him solve the problem, he will never do any gentleman's dispute.

The reason why Ye Chunqiu asked like this was just that Mr. Minglu squeezed into the corner of the wall and asked him to sacrifice his killer weapon.

By the way, discourage his arrogance.

Sure enough, finally someone couldn't look at it, and there was a humane in the crowd: "Ye Jieyuan asked Mr. to ask the question, it is a dispute between gentlemen, but why is the left not the right and the right, isn't Mr. afraid?" ”

At the beginning, Mr. Minglu's disciples made a momentum, and they laughed at Ye Chunqiu on one side, but now, some people have come back to the taste, this Mr. Minglu is unwilling to fight left and right, and it is Ye Chunqiu who let him out of the question, he has taken the opportunity, he should be humble, at least he should be better at competing with Ye Chunqiu, when he came, who didn't know that Ye Chunqiu's eight strands and poetry were excellent, but Mr. Minglu was unwilling, and it seemed a little shameless.

Even the people in the shed, such as Wang Hua and several other famous Confucians, couldn't help but have a bad impression of Mr. Minglu.

Mr. Minglu smiled, and said loudly: "The reason why it is not compared with poetry and calligraphy and painting, is that this poetry and calligraphy and painting have reached this day, how can we compare with our predecessors, the poetry of the Tang Dynasty and the lyrics and songs of the two Song Dynasty are incomparable, even if we compete today, we are also picking up people's teeth and wisdom." As for the eight shares, the eight shares are solid to speak on behalf of the saints, but you and I are fighting privately today, if we speak on behalf of the saints, it will inevitably blaspheme the holy master, the eight shares are the right way, not the trick of the fight, although the old man is also familiar with the eight shares, but he does not dare to insult Sven. ”

He said it in a high-sounding manner, and it actually made sense, and the boiling doubts gradually subsided.

Ye Chunqiu didn't think about it, and said, "Then according to Mr., what else is good?" ”

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