The audience was silent!

Dong Guoji frowned slightly, and also felt that Jiang Yunhan was too difficult to come up with the question, but as a great talent, since he had spoken, it was inconvenient to take it back.

He looked around and said, "The second proposition poem, do you have any objections?"

More than half of the scholars of the Dongguo family bowed their heads and were silent, but they were stumped, only Lu Maocai and the others pondered and said, "No objection......"

Dong Guo Ji looked at Tang Yu coldly and said, "Tang Xianjue, do you dare?"

Tang Yu smiled coldly and said: "I said that today's Dongguo family is to compare the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and dare to love is to compare poetry and miscellaneous studies, but it is a big surprise." Speaking of which, Brother Jiang, this question hehe......"

A white-faced scholar flashed behind Dong Guo Ji, but it was Dong Guo Sanju's Qin Jue Zhong Ling, who had been silent.

He said coldly: "What's the matter? Tang Xianjue doesn't dare? Today than poetry, I'm afraid you still have a chance, if it's Biqin, can you compare to our Dongguo family? hehe......

He smiled coldly, the words behind were self-explanatory, but the meaning was very clear.

That is, Biqin Tang Yu has absolutely no chance, he is known as the best of the qin, and he is very conceited about his piano.

Tang Yu laughed and said: "Brother Tai said this, I am probably convinced, the Dongguo family is good at music and rhythm, and there is history to prove it." All the princes here, can you know the allusion of 'indiscriminate filling'?"

Wuling Sanyou Qian said respectfully: "Tang Shizi, how is this allusion?"

Tang Yu said with a serious face: "I once read "The Biography of Dongguo Lie", and it is recorded in "The Biography of Lie": 'King Xuan is a good taro, and there will be 300 people. Dongguo Priest, please blow the flute for the king. Wang said that the Guo family in the east of the food was eaten. King Xuan died, and King Min was established. Listen to them one by one. Dongguo fled. This is written. Who in the world doesn't know that the Dongguo family is good at music?"

When Tang Yu said this, it attracted everyone's attention. After all, if there is a family in this era, it is very remarkable.

Is there really an allusion to the Dongguo family's good music and rhythm?

Even Dong Guo Ji couldn't help but listen carefully to the allusions Tang Yu said, and when he heard Tang Yu say something very serious, Dong Guo's family even entered a certain history book "Biography", and he couldn't help but have a look of pride on his face.

The others were also thinking the same way, but Qian Jingyan frowned when he heard it, and said: "Xianjue Shizi, why did the Dongguo priest run away after Min Wang Li?"

"Haha......" Shi Wushuang laughed. Lu Mingyuan, who was on the side, laughed even more, and said while laughing:

"Does Lord Qian still need to ask? Could it be that Lord Qian doesn't know the meaning of 'indiscriminate refill'? Then Dongguo doesn't run away, waiting for King Min to be killed?" Qian Jingyan was stunned for a moment, there is no idiom for indiscriminate recharge in the Firmament Continent, he didn't react for a while, and after Lu Mingyuan's reminder, he immediately came back to his senses, and couldn't help laughing.

At this time, most of the scholars in the entire Yaju Pavilion immediately understood the meaning, and the entire Yaju Pavilion was in chaos for a while. Even Zhao Lin couldn't help but laugh when he was old.

is a good Tang Xianjue, it's really too vicious, where is this allusion. It is clear that he made it up temporarily, and it is a shame that he can come up with such tricky means to humiliate the Dongguo family, which is really amazing. I have to admire his talent......

On the other hand, everyone in the Dongguo family is blushing and thick-necked. was so angry that he trembled all over, and Zhong Ling's face was red and his ears were red. It's almost exploding.

Even if it was Dongguo Jicheng Fushen, he couldn't help but immediately take action to destroy Tang Yu directly, but Tang Xianjue was standing next to Baling Sanyou.

These three people have a high level of cultivation, and they are not under Dong Guo Ji, looking at their posture, it is obvious that they are secretly protecting Tang Yu, and Dong Guo Ji definitely has no chance to make a move.

In this way, the audience laughed, but the scholars of the Dong Guo family couldn't make a sound.

After all, today is an occasion where scholars gather, and on such occasions, scholars pay attention to talent and learning.

Tang Yu scolded the Dongguo family, but the people are talented and have wonderful means, and the Dongguo family wants to find the field, so they have to come up with ingenious means, like Tang Yu, use an "allusion" of "indiscriminate filling" to turn the situation around.

Scholars quarrel with each other, they can't be like ordinary people in the market with their hands stuck on their waists and scolded!

It's a pity that no one in the Dongguo family has such an urgent talent, and they were humiliated by Tang Yu, although everyone was half angry, no one could come forward.

Zhang Da's face was extremely ugly, and he said, "Tang Xianjue, are you ready to write your poems?

As soon as Zhang Da said this, everyone thought that today's comparison was first compared to poetry, and Tang Yu scolded people just now It was cool, but there was no time to think about poetry, can this be compared with poetry?

Lu Maocai walked out with a gloomy face and said, "According to Brother Jiang's proposition, I will first throw bricks and lead jade to compose a poem......"

He paused, stared at Tang Yu coldly, and read: "The hundred-foot building peeks into Wanzhang Creek, and the cloud book is sent to Liaoxi." Suddenly frightened in February, the two flying swallows, the most annoying three more and one chirp. The five or six return dates are empty, and the seven thousand hatreds are not even.

Half of the body looked around at the lonely figure, and the sorrow followed Du Yu for ten years......"

A seven-character poem, with regular rhyme, happens to contain thirteen numbers of "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, ** ten hundred thousand", and it is the stream, the west, the chicken, the Qi, and the cry, in such a short time, Lu Mao was able to write this poem, which is really amazing.

Jiang Yunhan said: "Brother Lu is talented, this poem is qualified! Brother Xianjue ......"

Tang Yu smiled slightly and said, "I also followed the song, 'The hundred-foot building is a stream, and the seven-incense car is broken in the west of Wuling.'" The six bridges look at the Sanxiang water from afar, and the chickens in the middle of the night are frightened in the middle of the night for eight years. The wind is in a hurry, and the clouds are open on all sides. Zigui was incomprehensible, and he cried in pairs at twelve o'clock. ’”

"Good!"

Before Jiang Yunhan could speak, someone was already applauding.

A Wuling scholar stood up from the crowd and said: "I have heard the name of Wuling Tang Xianjue's poem for a long time, and I was convinced when I saw it today." The day before yesterday in Wuling, my Baling scholar was defeated unjustly......"

As soon as this person spoke, everyone around him nodded.

Lu Mingyuan and Shi Wushuang glanced at each other, and their faces showed surprise.

You must know that since the proposition, Lu Maocai has been contemplating carefully, but Tang Yu has been fighting with Zhang Da, the allusion of "indiscriminate filling" is wonderful, which is enough to prove that Tang Yu is in a hurry.

But at the same time, it is ridiculously high to be able to make a poem with such a complex proposition as Jiang Yunhan!

Obviously, everyone in the audience thought so, so everyone praised it together, Jiang Yunhan was stunned and didn't speak, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

He thought to himself that it was no wonder that Miss Ji Sun would also be fascinated by this Tang Xianjue, this kind of talent was really amazing, Jiang Yunhan thought to himself, although Miss Ji Sun was highly talented, when she met Tang Xianjue, who was also talented, how could she not be emotional?

With a secret sigh, Jiang Yunhan felt ashamed of himself.

Lu Maocai's eyes widened suddenly, and he said, "Tang Xianjue is really good, I'll make another ......."

He read again: "Six or seven mandarin ducks play a stream, and Huairen is twenty-four west of the bridge." Half a life book is broken for three autumn geese, and thousands of miles of heart hangs for five night chickens. The silkworms have been exhausted, and the birds have given birth to ** children. Whoever pities Fang is full of sorrow, and the knife ruler throws the remnants of the double jade. ”

On the side of the Dongguo family, the morale was immediately shocked, and Zhang Da said: "Tang Xianjue, can you still do it?"

Tang Yu laughed and said, "Brother Jiang's proposition seems complicated, but it is actually simple. A poem of less than 100 words, stipulating the words to be used and the rhyme, is equivalent to drawing a frame for writing a book. This kind of propositional poem is like catching a chicken in a cage, and it is really not worth mentioning......"

He paused and said, "I'll recite another ......."

"Twelve dry water and half a stream, thousands of red and purple six bridges west. Two peaks and three springs, a courtyard of flowers flying five nights of chickens. The crane is in the nine heavens, and the book is divided into four bodies and eight lines. Where is the Taoist Yin Qi, the hundred-foot-high branch warbler is crying again. ”

"Lu Shizi, can you continue?"

Lu Maocai pondered, the audience was silent, and Zhang Da said: "Tang Xianjue is not arrogant, I will compose a poem: 'Six songs around Jiuquxi, and the ruler book will be sent to Liaoxi for five nights. The Milky Way Tanabata autumn fills the magpie, and the jade pillow is more cold to listen to the chicken. The road is ten thousand intestines want to be broken, and the years are twenty-eight and the beginning of the year. The love wave is like the same, and the April mountain is deep and a hundred tongues cry. ”

Tang Yu didn't pause at all, and said, "Then I'll continue!"

He read again: "Thousands of miles of three states and hundreds of Yue Creeks, six or seven towers draw the west of the bridge." Eight thousand books were sent to nine autumn geese, and twelve intestines were returned to five night chickens. He is half a curtain on both knees, and when is a case with two eyebrows. The slender room is looking for a knife ruler, scattering sorrow and tears. ”

The faces of the scholars of the Dongguo family finally changed, and all the scholars in the audience were shocked inexplicably.

This Tang Xianjue wrote poetry, he didn't need to think about it at all, it was really as he said, it was completely easy to come by.

However, looking at his poems, although they are subject to various restrictions of rules, the weather is extraordinary, and each capital can enter the house.

Everyone knows that Wuling Shizi is good at poetry, but looking at the world, how many people can have such an urgent talent as Tang Xianjue?

Lu Maocai's face was red, but he didn't admit defeat, and immediately recited the poem again.

But when he read it, Tang Yu was able to continue reading it immediately, and the two fought four or five poems, and the beads of sweat on Lu Maocai's forehead flowed down, but it was Jiang Lang who was exhausted.

On the other hand, Tang Yu's expression was calm, and his complexion did not change in the slightest.

Although today's fighting poem is not over, the victory and defeat have been divided, although there are many scholars in the Dongguo family, but with the strength of all the scholars, it is not the enemy of Tang Xianjue.

Lu Maocai stared at Tang Yu with his eyes and said, "Tang Xianjue, you humiliated my Dongguo family, and the allusions you said are completely nonsense. Your actions are simply blaspheming the prestige of the saints. If you do not tell the source of your book today, you will not be able to give up on this matter......"

Tang Yu laughed and said: "Brother Maocai, if you can't fight poetry, don't you want to compete with me again? Speaking of this "Biography of Dongguo Lie", there are historical records, and this allusion comes from the "Han Fei" of the Hundred Schools of Thought, does Brother Maocai know?"

"Hundred schools of thought?"

A group of people looked at each other, and there were hundreds of schools of thought in the Firmament Continent, and on the Firmament Continent, there were also the most allusions to the hundreds of schools, and there were so many that they could read through them one by one.

Because all scholars practice the way of saints, they pay attention to the scriptures of saints, and the sons of a hundred schools are not valued.

But these classics really exist, Tang Yu said that this allusion comes from a hundred schools of thought, who dares to say that it is not?

Lu Maocai said: "I, the disciples of the saints, why do we read those side door classics? Only Tang Xianjue is such a heretic as you, so that you can look at those side door and left path classics......

[The second is presented, the monthly pass is getting closer and closer to the second of the new book, brothers, work hard!!!] (to be continued......)