“...... I told Brother Ye before that Old Han's ancestral home is in this area. Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info but the specific location is not the current night city, at that time the night city was still the territory of the Hundred Clans Alliance, to go further north, but it is also a border location. Perhaps it is precisely because of this experience that it is said that Han Lao has always been the main battle faction in the court......"

"Han Lao was born in an ordinary family, he was born from a broken scholar family, and he was familiar with the subset of scriptures and history when he was young, and he was rarely able to work on poetry, and was known as a prodigy...... Of course, these are just rumors, I occasionally heard them at the banquet after Mrs. Han came to Nightfall City, as for the actual situation, I have never inquired and I have no way of knowing......"

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Now that the question has been given, no matter whether it is difficult or not, this second round of competition can be regarded as the beginning.

Relatively speaking, the time given in this round is longer, but in front of that strange topic, everyone has a sad face, and there are very few writers.

The same is true in the No. 3 room of Tianzi, in order to let Ye Xi find a suitable entry point for poetry, Qin Hanbing is racking his brains to recall and tell the life of Mrs. Han, the chicken and the dog are broken, scattered, as long as he can think of it and get the relationship, it doesn't matter whether it is useful or not, he will give it all to Ye Xi.

"How's that, how's that...... Does Brother Ye have an idea?" Pan Fatzi was still standing by the window, taking a look at the situation in the lobby downstairs, and hurriedly turned his head to look at the situation of Ye Xi and the two, and so on, his neck seemed to be pressed by a spring, and he didn't know if he was tired or not.

Ye Xi didn't have the time to deal with him now, frowning and thinking hard, the ink pen in his hand hovered on the paper, unable to fall for a long time.

Qin Hanbing waved his hand impatiently without replying: "Don't make noise, let Brother Ye be quiet." You are urging like this, even if you are inspired, you will be dissipated!"

Pan Fat froze for a moment, and subconsciously pursed his lips. But then after seeing the situation downstairs, he couldn't help but lower his voice and said: "Otherwise, let's enjoy the flowers and advance in this round, anyway, Brother Ye's talent is there, there is no need to die, as long as we don't encounter such strange problems in the next two rounds, we can still win, right?"

Qin Hanbing's expression moved slightly when he heard this, and he was a little moved.

I have to say that Pan Fat Man is clever, which is indeed a good idea. In fact, there are already people in the lobby who have done this, especially those who have passed by viewing flowers in the first round, for them, there is actually no difference whether the topic is difficult or not, just write a poem casually, anyway, they don't expect to get a place from Han Taifu, as long as they use money to open the way, they can still be successfully promoted from Fengyi Tower.

And if others can do the same, then they can follow suit.

Thinking of this, Qin Hanbing couldn't help asking, "What's on the flower viewing list?"

"It's hard to say, it's all increasing the competition. Half of the people will be eliminated in this round, Han Lao has three promotion places in his hands, there are seven on the Fengyi Building, and the current seventh place is five hundred...... No, five hundred and fifty flowers, someone has gone up...... It's changed again, six hundred! crazy, Dute Niang's crazy, one or two silver to buy a flower, can't eat or drink, and in the end may not be able to win, what do you want......"

Just listening to Pan Fatzi's babbling and screaming from time to time, you can imagine the tense competitive atmosphere in the lobby downstairs now.

Hearing this, Qin Hanbing was also nervous, although they had more than a thousand taels of silver, which seemed to be a lot, but in the current atmosphere where there were obvious signs of getting out of control, they might not be able to compete with others.

At this time, Ye Xi came back from his contemplation and raised his head in surprise: "Why did you stop?" ”

"Okay, well, in fact, it's almost over......" Glancing at the still empty paper, Qin Hanbing retracted his gaze and said helplessly, "With the status of Mrs. Han, even if he has returned to his hometown, my father needs to deliver the post in advance if he wants to visit, let alone me...... And I have nothing to do with him, so what I tell you is hearsay, not necessarily accurate......"

After a pause, as if remembering something, he stroked his forehead, "Oh, there's another piece of grapevine." It is said that it is only said that it was not his own will that Mrs. Han returned to his hometown this time, but involved some court struggles, so that he retired. ”

"Fighting in the court?" Ye Xi's heart moved when he heard this, and he felt as if he had caught something, and hurriedly said, "Can you tell me more about it?"

"Specific...... Well, I've heard my father mention it in his spare time, but he doesn't have to do it accurately. Qin Hanbing hesitated, but still said, "As I just said, Han Taifu is the main battle faction." However, in recent decades, except for the acquisition of the surrounding boundaries of Yeqiao City, the Great Zhou Dynasty has no foreign wars, and has always been a passive defense. Even now, when the night fell into the city, I heard that it was accepted without blood, so it was a bargain. And in the following ten years, this city was also defeated by the Hundred Tribes Alliance several times, although it was successfully recovered in the end, but that's all, and there was no revenge. ”

shrugged his shoulders, "Although I don't know what's going on here, whether it's the Great Zhou Dynasty itself that has a problem, but the general trend of the court is like this, and it is naturally difficult for the main battle faction like Han Taifu to have a place to stay, and it is reasonable to say goodbye to the old man and return to his hometown...... That's pretty much it. Hey, Brother Ye, you're inspired...... Because of this?"

As soon as the words fell, Qin Hanbing looked at Ye Xi's pen in amazement, swung a few times on the inkstone, groaned slightly, bowed down and waved the pen - look in the mirror and see white hair!

The ink color quickly blurred on the rice paper, and Qin Hanbing's eyebrows and eyes gradually provoked, not because of the poem, in fact, Ye Xi wrote the poem inscription, Qin Hanbing noticed that the style of these fonts was completely different from the style of the line of writing Shanyuan Xiaomei.

The handwriting is thin and strong, without losing its flesh, and the turning point can clearly see the traces of Zangfeng, Lu Feng and other Teton.

Qin Hanbing has never seen such a font, of course, he doesn't have any research on this, but he subconsciously feels that this font is a little unfamiliar, but it looks very good-looking, quite tasteful, and if you have a deeper experience, it will be gone.

Qin Hanbing's unfamiliar perception is not surprising, because Ye Xi used a thin gold body, which was created by Zhao Ji of Song Huizong in his era, which can be regarded as an original creation in the history of calligraphy.

It's not deliberate, influenced by the old Taoist priests and Taoist classics of various eras, Ye Xi's characters can still be handled, and the fonts he knows are also quite complicated.

Just when Qin Hanbing was a little stunned, Ye Xi had finished the poem, this is a small quatrain in five words, and the title of the poem is only twenty-five words, and it is written very quickly in one go, and then compared with the memory to make sure that there are no omissions or typos, he put away the pen and got up.

"Written?" Pan Fatzi has been paying attention to this side, and when he saw Ye Xi putting down his pen, he walked from the window as soon as possible, glanced at the paper on the table, and was slightly stunned, "There are not many words...... Or is it a half-poem?"

That's oversmarting.

Ye Xi was speechless for a moment, whether the song was a special situation or not, and it was a pure fluke that he was able to advance in the end. is still playing half a poem, really think that Mrs. Han is your godfather?

Qin Hanbing was also speechless, "Pan Er, you can read more books if you have nothing to do, and there are not many words, this is called a five-character quatrain!" After a pause, he glanced at the poem again, looked up at Ye Xi again, his eyes were complicated, and he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "I regret it a little, maybe I shouldn't have told you so much...... Are you sure?"

Ye Xi simply spread his hands: "Not at all, but I can only think of this, bet on luck." ”

"I only hope that Master Han Taifu can have a lot of them now, otherwise it will ......" Qin Hanbing shook his head with a wry smile again, and kept his mouth shut.

"What kind of luck、Adults have a lot of ...... What are you talking about?" Pan Fat was confused as he was listening, and Ye Xi didn't explain, he pointed to the poems on the table and waved, "Send it over, the time is almost up." ”

"Yes, yes, I almost forgot about business. ”

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A moment later, another gong sounded, and the handyman sent the answer sheet to the stage again.

Judging from the thickness of the paper, there should be no shortage of one, and all the finalists will send their own poems. This is also something that can be thought of, just like the exam in this world, no matter how the question is changed, and no matter whether the answer is correct or not, anyway, write a full job first, and then say, in short, you don't hand in a blank paper.

This time, Mrs. Han didn't immediately flip through it, but raised the paper in his hand in front of everyone, and said with a smile: "When Lao Yu was in the Imperial City, he also worked as a written examiner and reviewed the articles of the world's scholars, but he has never been as confident in his review results as this time, and he will never make mistakes." ”

"Haha......"

The joke wasn't clever, but everyone in the audience still laughed with face. The initiator, Su Niannian, also covered his mouth and chuckled, and then he couldn't help but bend his eyebrows to apologize. Mrs. Han didn't care about waving his hand, but thanked him, "Thank you, Miss Su, for letting Lao Yu have such a novel experience, haha, okay, it's a lot of annoying, you didn't come for me tonight, Lao Yu should go down the stage as soon as possible, and there will be foreign objects flying on the stage in the province." ”

Saying this naturally attracted laughter from the audience.

"Tsk, I didn't see that this Han Lao was quite funny. Leaning on the edge of the window, Fat Pan listened with relish, and even had time to smack his lips and comment. And Ye Xi and Qin Hanbing, who were beside him, were not in such a good mood, and they paid attention to Mrs. Han's facial expression nervously, as if they were afraid that the other party would be furious in the next moment, and rushed upstairs directly!

In fact, Mrs. Han's mood at this time seemed to be quite good, flipping through the papers at hand one by one, shaking his head and chuckling from time to time, and his old face was about to laugh into a chrysanthemum.

Obviously, for this strange topic with Mrs. Han as the theme, everyone's choice is similar - that is, sycophancy!

This is also expected, although patting on the back is a bit damaging to the literati's style, but compared with belittling and offending Mrs. Han, the cost of the former is undoubtedly much lower, and it has become the only choice.

That being the case, it's simpler. It depends on who has deeper kung fu and shoots more well!

Oh, there are exceptions, when flipping through the last few photos, Mrs. Han's movements were abrupt, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, and his brows furrowed in an instant. On the side, Su Niannian noticed something, subconsciously turned his head to look, his mouth was half open, and his beautiful face couldn't help but change.

There is still a distance between the platform in the middle of the stairs and the lobby, and because Su Niannian performed before, most of the lights nearby were extinguished, and the slight movements and expressions of the two people on the stage did not attract the attention of everyone in the hall.

Only Ye Xi and the others, who had been observing and paying attention, couldn't help but sigh in their hearts when they saw this, and they looked at each other, and they both saw a little uneasiness in each other's eyes.

Fortunately, this was just a small episode, after a pause, Mrs. Han's expression returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened, after reading the remaining pages, he took out three of them, and handed the other ten to the handyman waiting on the side.

Raising his head, facing everyone, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth, he simply said: "Now the old man will announce the three promotion places given by me, Tanhua poem, entitled Night City Feng Han Taifu ......"

As expected, whether it is Tanhua or Bangyan, his poems are full of flowers, intended for flattery.

Of course, the means are relatively clever, and the flattery is also very subtle. In particular, the poems of Bangyan use the technique of metaphorizing people, and they really shoot the sycophants to the point of imagination and no traces, but fortunately, the object is the more knowledgeable Mrs. Han, if you change to a person who is not at home with general literary cultivation, then you may not be able to hear the true meaning.

After commenting on these two songs, Mrs. Han picked up the last one with the same expression and read it directly: "Poem title, look in the mirror and see white hair - Su Xi Qingyunzhi, waste the year of white hair." Who knows that in the mirror, the shadows pity each other. Okay, that's all for these three songs. ”

No picking, no reviews. It's like reciting an ordinary poem, and it's over.

But the atmosphere in the lobby gradually cooled down after Qi Qi was stunned. "Yes, yes, it's quite rhyming, don't you say...... Be...... Huh?" a man dressed as a businessman looked like a comment, and was about to greet his friends at the same table, only to find that his surroundings had fallen completely silent, and the lively scene after the announcement of the previous two poems was completely gone.

Not many people are fools, although Han Taifu didn't say anything, but just by looking at the actual action of putting this poem at the end, you can also detect the unusual...... Finally, isn't that the champion of this round?

What's more, there are many people here who are here for Mrs. Han, and since they dare to recommend themselves, their own level will naturally not be low. They can fully understand the connotation and meaning of this poem, in fact, this five-character quatrain is not obscure and complicated, but it is precisely because they can understand and hear clearly, so they dare not speak......

Looking in the mirror and seeing the white hair, the title of the poem is like a raised eyebrow sword out of the sheath, and the light is beautiful.

In the past, he was in the green clouds, and he was in a year of gray hair. To put it bluntly, it means that no matter how ambitious you were before, you are now old and useless...... If the title of the poem is out of the sheath, then this sentence is from the heart, and it is undisguised.

Who knows that in the mirror, the shadows pity each other. Looking in the mirror, only my body and shadow are pitying each other and comforting each other. How isolated, how depressed, and so ...... this is. Poor and hateful!

This is simply peeling off the sore spot of Mrs. Han, stabbing a sword in the heart, and sprinkling a little more salt!

Who is so bold?

............ (To be continued.) )