Jiangxin Island, the entire poetry square is noisy.

On the VIP seat, many adults and masters also exchanged their heads and ears, and they were all tasting Tang Yu's "Spring Dawn".

Simple words, simple words, without any fancy words, but the artistic conception is lofty, like a picture scroll to present spring in front of everyone.

"Okay, that's great! This kid is so quick to think ...... It's incredible......" Li Bo praised.

"Su Cainu, as soon as this poem comes out, you should admit defeat, right?"

Su Yuqiao furrowed his brows and snorted: "Although this poem is good, it is not better than the poem "Untitled" just now, according to the rules of proposition poems, this poem ...... Still can't be considered the leader......"

"Hehe......"

A chuckle rang out.

The prefect Cao Qing stood up and slowly paced to Su Yuqiao's side, and said, "Prophet, you still haven't tasted this poem carefully, and you haven't seen the beauty of this poem...... I ask you, what is the first line of this poem?"

Su Yuqiao was stunned for a moment, and instantly made a big red face.

He didn't expect that his words would be heard by Lord Cao.

Master Cao Qing is a bachelor of the academy, even if Su Yuqiao is crazy, he doesn't dare to be crazy enough to disobey Cao Qing.

Without waiting for Su Yuqiao to speak, another master said: "Master Cao, the first sentence is 'spring sleep is not aware'......"

Dare Lord Cao spoke, and all the masters and officials came over.

Cao Qing looked at everyone with a smile and said, "This is the wonderful part, why is there a word 'sleep' in the first sentence? Think about it, what was Tang Yushi doing when he was reprimanded by everyone just now?"

He ...... He's sleeping...... Ah......h

As soon as Tao Fuzi spoke, his face immediately changed, and he exclaimed......

The next moment, everyone changed color in unison, including Su Yuqiao.

What a sentence of spring sleep is not aware!

Dare to love Tang Yu is talking about what he just slept, what does this mean?

In layman's terms, spring is coming, it is the season of sleepiness and good sleep, you can fall asleep all night, and you don't know when the day dawns, isn't it a good sleep?

This poem is clearly Tang Yu's justification for the reason why he slept just now, and at the same time, from the artistic conception, there is a faint sense of apology......

Scholars are all sensitive and tactful, from beginning to end, Tang Yu did not apologize, nor did he say his fault.

But in the first line of this poem, all his innermost justifications and apologies are contained in it, and judging from this poem, it seems that he is not at fault at all for sleeping, and he cannot even be blamed.

Because spring was so beautiful and intoxicating him, he was fascinated by spring and went to sleep......

Think about it, who can bear to blame a scholar with such feelings, a scholar with such a temperament?

The entire VIP Xiya was silent.

Li Bo stood stunned, and his smile froze on his face.

"This person's talent is almost demon......" After a long time, Li Bocai muttered.

He tasted these four lines carefully, and the taste was very different from the previous ones.

This poem itself is already a great masterpiece, and reading this poem in combination with the situation before and after makes people even more fascinated and difficult to extricate themselves.

Su Yuqiao's face became paler and paler, and her slender fingers were folded and bent, clenched into small fists.

And her eyes looked at the poetry square.

The white-robed young man was surrounded by many scholars, but he was still dazed, stupid, and in a daze, and he couldn't see a trace of the dignified and chic of a talented man all over his body, such a person could make such a poem?

"Empty Demon Ship...... Quick, fast...... Flying Poetry ......"

Master Meng was so excited that he trembled all over, and he couldn't speak brightly.

The empty demon ship flew in and took away the "Spring Dawn" that was fascinating and difficult to extricate himself, but Master Meng walked straight in the direction of the poetry seat.

Master Meng left the VIP seat and walked to the poetry seat, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

And the many scholars around Tang Yu also naturally dispersed......

Master Meng walked all the way to Tang Yu, his eyes were burning and staring at Tang Yu, and the excitement in his eyes was overflowing.

"Okay, okay, Tang Yushi...... You...... Do you have a table?"

Tang Yu looked at the old master in front of him in a daze, and knew that he was a big man by looking at his demeanor and bearing.

He couldn't help but tighten in his heart, "Table?"

"Isn't it eighteen years old to pick up words?"

Xie Cong on the side saw Tang Yu in such a daze, and immediately hurriedly leaned over and said, "Brother Tang Xian, this is my Lord Wuling Xuetai and Master Wei Zhe, the master of Guide Middle School, the word Haoran." Why don't you get back soon?"

"Uh...... Ah......h

Tang Yu came back to his senses earlier and was about to speak, but the next moment, his heart suddenly jumped, and his teeth almost bit out his tongue.

"Meng Zhe, the word Haoran, isn't that Meng Haoran?"

"Spring Dawn" is Meng Haoran's poem, so this is my own ...... just now Isn't it ......?"

Tang Yu only felt that his eyes were black, was this Meng Haoran in front of him the Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty?

Meng ...... Meng Fuzi, poet talent...... I...... It's really not good, but it's ...... It's even more unbearable, and it's ...... I hope the master will forgive me...... "Tang Yu said this sentence with difficulty, which didn't make much sense.

Meng Zhe didn't care about Tang Yu's nervousness and crampedness at all, on the contrary, he was even happier when he saw Tang Yu so sincere and honest, and he was humble and humble.

What kind of person is he, Meng Zhe? If he hides and stomps on the ground in Wuling, Wuling City will tremble three times.

Generally speaking, don't talk about middle school bachelors, even if high bachelors see how many of them are not nervous when they see him? If Tang Yu is not nervous at all, it is not normal.

Immediately, he smiled slightly, looked around, and said: "You and other students should learn from Tang Yushizi, talented but not arrogant, ambitious but not arrogant, humble and humble as the valley can accept all rivers......

All the scholars bowed their heads in unison and said, "The disciple is taught......

At that time, many VIPs also walked from the VIP seats to the Poetry Club Square, and everyone surrounded Tang Yu and Meng Fuzi in the middle.

Seeing that the scholars were sincerely taught, Meng Fuzi immediately said: "Ladies and gentlemen, who is not convinced by the talent of Tang Yu's scholars?"

The audience was silent.

And Liu He and Wang Mao have long been hiding in the back, and both of them are like ashes, especially Wang Mao.

Today's poetry meeting can be said to be a fiasco.

Not only did he not have good poetry, but he also shot himself in the foot.

He wants to cry without tears now, that Tang Yu is clearly from a scholarly family, and his learning is amazing, why did he say that he was going to enter a church school, isn't this deliberately teasing people?

And those people in the Zhou family are also hateful, Tang Yu is clearly talented and learned, but they just say that Tang Gongzi does not learn and has no skills, he is idle, and people who do not learn and have no skills can make the people of Xuetai pay so much attention to it?

And the first sentence is to ask if it has a table word.

It clearly has the meaning of accepting him as a disciple.

"Hey......" It's too late to regret it, after today, I'm afraid I will become the laughing stock of others in the Wuling academic world......

But before his matter was over, when the audience was silent, suddenly two voices sounded almost at the same time: "I don't accept ......"