Came behind a cluster of lifters.

Gu Lan glanced inside, and saw that in the circle surrounded by everyone, two young people were bowing down and writing something on the two bookcases.

One is dressed in white and the other is dressed in black, which looks quite competitive.

The onlookers were all excited, staring at the two of them writing a stop paper without blinking.

"Brother, what are you doing here?"

Gu Lan asked a scholar beside him.

"Fighting poetry, this is the most iconic activity in the literary club, meeting friends with poetry, and everyone judges the high... Brother Tai is here for the first time today, and he doesn't even know this? ”

"Uh... I come for the first time under sure what! ”

Damn, as soon as I opened my mouth, I was taken for a hillbilly... Gu Lan was a little embarrassed, and simply looked inside silently.

Then.

The black-clothed lifter in the onlookers suddenly stopped writing, and showed the written paper with a smile on his face, presenting it to the crowd to watch.

"In Lujing, Xiajiang Prefecture, a five-word article for your classmates to watch and see!"

His voice fell.

And they craned their necks and looked inside.

Of course, Gu Lan's divine thoughts also followed at the same time, and he saw the words on the paper clearly.

Forehead......

How can I say it, if I compare it with any of the 300 poems that I copied.

It can't be said that it is not satisfactory.

It can only be said that it is nothing!

This world's comprehension of ancient poetry is far less than what you can see when you stand on the shoulders of Gu Lan's giants!

Even the crooked calligraphy doesn't look as comfortable as in the previous Chinese textbooks.

But.

Although what people write is indeed a bit bad, Gu Lan will not be the first bird to straighten people up, but continue to stand behind people and watch.

Anyway, today is to join in the fun and eat melons.

Not surprisingly.

After everyone finished reading the poem about the man in black, they couldn't help but applaud!

"What a poem! Eloquent and erudite! ”

"Good poems, good poems, worthy of Brother Lu Jing of Jiangzhou Xie Yuan, it seems that there is a place for Brother Lu Jing on the next Tianji literati list!"

"Not necessarily! The white man next to him is our Brother Xie Yuanlang Ren Hai in Huangzhou this year, and his poetry and writing skills should be on par with Brother Lu Jing! ”

“...”

A bunch of people are bragging about their fellow countrymen.

Then.

A somewhat familiar guy came to Gu Lan's side, poked his shirt and said with a smile: "Gu Lan Gongzi, you are our Langzhou Xie Yuan, won't you compete with these two later?" ”

Gu Lan glanced over.

It turned out that when he first came to the capital, he went to Miaoyin Pavilion with Wei Zhi, and a fellow villager at the dinner table.

Skinny and short, with a sharp-beaked monkey gills.

"Who are you?"

Gu Lan asked lightly.

The attitude is not enthusiastic.

Because he can clearly capture the fleeting jealousy in this guy's eyes!

That night, Gu Lan entered the Oiran's incense pavilion, and it was not excluded that he was remembered by these sour confucians.

Now encouraging yourself to step forward, you may just want to see yourself lose and make a fool of yourself.

"In Xialangzhou, classmates, Zhang Yuan, Qiu Yu temporarily live under you... I hadn't seen Xie Yuanlang's demeanor that night, so I wanted to see it today. ”

The corners of the round mouth are hooked.

In fact, as early as when the autumn season was released, he was very jealous of Gu Lan.

After coming to the capital, I couldn't wait to know what real talent this guy had!

robbed him of the position of Xie Yuan, and blatantly slept with the first beauty in the capital!

Now that I encounter it at the literary meeting, of course, I have to kill it.

I can't wait to see Gu Lan lose completely!

Mended.

He finished introducing himself.

Gu Lan was unmoved, just smiled lightly:

"It turned out to be Brother Zhang, since Brother Zhang is the second class in Langzhou Qiufu, then it's better to go first, if it's not the enemy, I'll go again... If Brother Zhang can defeat them, what's the point of me going up? ”

Zhang Yuan was stunned after hearing this!

His face suddenly became a little ugly!

Gu Lan's words, anyone can hear the sarcasm in and out of his words!

Yes, the second class should be a pawn for Xie Yuan's head armor!

If he can win Zhang Yuan, the top two, then Gu Lan will be more stressless if he is not able to win?

And a little bit down.

Gu Lan returned his killing intact.

Zhang Yuan was aggrieved in his heart, and his disbelief was even worse!

But I can't find a single sentence to refute it!

"It's boring."

Gu Lan shook his head and no longer cared about this stunned clown.

I really think this fighting poem is boring!

Xie Yuanlang from all over the country wrote limericks, which seem to be full of rhetoric, but in fact, there is no logic at all!

In front of Tang poetry and Song poetry, it is difficult to reach the hall of elegance.

Gu Lan left here with Zhongren.

Then.

There was a lot of cheering from a ring next door.

Gu Lan raised his eyes and swept away, and there were two martial artists in the ring who were fighting back and forth.

Listening to the people in the audience, it seems that there is not enough space in the Wuxue Palace next door, so coming to the Literary Palace to fight also opened the eyes of the scholars.

"Brother Gu, what kind of juggling are they?"

Zhongren tugged at the corner of Gu Lan's clothes and asked seriously in a low voice.

Gu Lan hasn't answered yet.

These words made several Wuju people around hear them, and they looked here with displeasure on their faces!

Seeing that it was a child, they looked at each other for a while.

In the end, I was not embarrassed.

Merely.

What they don't know is!

Even the most powerful martial artists among them can't support the power of this child-like child!

was said to be juggling by Wang Jing, but in fact, it was already lifted.

"It's not juggling, but it's pretty much the same, let's go see something else and give you some knowledge."

Gu Lan patiently explained.

The two came to a place where literati gathered.

This time it's not a separate poem, but a response from you and me.

There was also a table in the crowd.

On the table was wine and a few taels of silver.

Here's what they say:

Everyone in the crowd can come up with a puzzle, and others will answer it, and if it is right, you can take the silver to make a lottery head, and if you are wrong, you will have to make a bowl of wine!

"Big brother, it's more lively here than those places just now!"

Zhong Ren saw that some people were a few taels of silver, and they were red-faced, and finally had no choice but to punish the wine, and couldn't help but say to Gu Lan.

"Then look here, do you have this kind of charade on the Tianji Pavilion?" Gu Lan asked softly.

"Guess the word?"

Zhongren thought about it seriously, shook his head and said, "If we want to know, we can calculate it directly." ”

Gu Lan was speechless for a while!

Okay, guess this word is indeed a bit insulting to Tianji Pavilion, or are you simple and rude!

Then.

Someone in the crowd shouted the question, which made the eyes of the people present cast their eyes!

"Brothers, I have a question: At the end of the year, there is no shortage of fish and rice!"

It's a fat man.

Then he smiled and put a grain of broken silver on the table in front of him.

Everyone listened to his riddle, but their eyes fell on the silver, and they all frowned, and pondered!

Immediately followed by the next moment.

In the silent crowd, Zhongren's immature voice was extremely clear:

"Big brother, is it scales?"