Qin Sheng's face was still calm after speaking, and he silently looked at the people present, waiting for them to say the poem.

Originally, he didn't want to compose poems in front of many seniors in the literary circles of Datong Mansion, but Qin Sheng was really embarrassed to let them not get off the stage, because they were all well-known and accomplished literary seniors in Datong Mansion, and he was just a child in Dao County.

The predecessors of the literary world in Datong Mansion, when they recommended Qin Sheng's three poems to be published in Shimei Monthly at the same time in Ye Long, they had stopped it in their hearts, in their eyes, thinking back to Datong Mansion, and even the entire Jiangguo, there has never been a person who can send three poems in Shimei Monthly at the same time, even if it is a poem on Datong Mansion, it is also to Mingzhou.

In the Shengyuan Continent, in Jiangguo, the poems and texts went from the county, to Mingfu Dazhou, and then to the church.

As long as the poems written by ordinary children can be published in the county-level poetry magazine, it is only outstanding that they are pneumatically moving, but the children of this district and county in front of him, he actually created the miracle of the Jiangguo for hundreds of years, breaking this unprecedented possibility, and the three poems appeared in the poetry monthly magazine of Datong Mansion at the same time, reaching Dazhou, Mingfu.

Therefore, this Qin Sheng, who has no literary position and is still a mere child, will be jealous and rejected by countless scholars of Datong and even Jiangguo.

All the seniors in the Datong literary circle present, they couldn't admit it in their hearts, and they couldn't admit that the Qin Shenghui in front of them, who was dressed shabby and was still a child, could really make a peerless masterpiece of poetry in Mingfu Dazhou.

From their eyes, they could fully feel their deep doubts and contempt for Qin Sheng.

At this time, Qin Sheng agreed to compose poems for them, which also surprised them, and they all felt that they felt that Qin Sheng would not challenge them to compose poems in front of them, because as long as Ye Long of the Datong Academy of Literature spoke for him, they couldn't do anything to Qin Sheng.

But when they heard that Qin Sheng was mainly composing poems, they couldn't help but have their faces change suddenly, from the incomparable life just now to thousands of surprised moods.

Since Qin Sheng can stand up and dare to compose poems, as the predecessors of the Datong literary circles, how can he be willing to accept defeat and admit his cultivation? So, a white-haired old man also stood up, he looked at Qin Sheng with disdain, and said contemptuously in the blink of an eye: "Qin Shuangjia is really arrogant and courageous, is the title of the poem? Since today is a special banquet held by Lord Ye for Qin Shuangjia to wash the dust, why don't we use wine as the title of the poem and compose a poem! Qin Shuangjia!"

"Wine as the title of the poem!"

"Wine!"

After hearing the title of the poem with wine, it caused a discussion among everyone, and they all felt that it was very appropriate, because in Jiangguo and Datong, almost everyone loves wine and understands wine and has an unchanging relationship with wine.

It can be seen that the importance of wine in Datong in Jiangguo, although wine has a weighty position in the hearts of Datong and even Jiangguo people, but since the establishment of the Shengyuan Continent, there has not been a worthy wine poem.

That's why everyone was so surprised, they were surprised whether Qin Sheng could really compose poems, and he would also write poems with wine as the subject of poetry, and they were full of expectations and discussions about Qin Sheng.

"It's wonderful to use wine as the theme!"

"Yes, yes, there should be wine poetry in the wine field!"

The crowd sitting around the table was obviously divided into two factions, on the one hand, they were full of expectations for Qin Sheng's poems on the theme of wine, and on the other hand, they were constantly sarcastic and sarcastic about Qin Sheng.

"You guys, you guys are simply a shame on our Datong literary world, look at your appearance, I'm really ashamed of you!"

"What Brother Lu said is very true, they are not only a shame for our Datong literary circles, but they are also a shame on Confucianism!"

"I believe that he can compose poetry, it is really a pipe dream! Does he understand the rhythm of poetry?"

Ye Long heard that their ridicule of Qin Sheng was becoming more and more excessive, he couldn't sit still and stood up and said angrily: "As a senior in the literary world, you have all been cultivating literature for several years, is it possible that what you have learned is to let you learn what insults and ridicule are?"

Qin Sheng saw that they were arguing, he persuaded Ye Long, and immediately said: "With wine as the title of the poem, it's okay, Xiao Sheng is ugly in front of all the seniors!"

Hearing that Qin Sheng was going to start composing poems, everyone present paid attention to him, some wanted to see if Qin Sheng could make a shocking work, and some were waiting to see how Qin Sheng was humiliated.

Qin Sheng's words fell, and after a while, he was silent for a long time and did not speak.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man known as Brother Lu looked at Qin Sheng with disdain on his face, and deliberately pretended to say: "Qin Shuangjia Qin Shuangjia, it's not that you can't write wine poems if you don't drink alcohol!

"I think even if he is admitted to the top of the children's list in Dao County, even if three poems appear in the poetry monthly, it is just his luck!"

"Luck, I don't think it's a fluke at all, it should be said that the origin is unknown!"

"The decision is to imitate or simply plagiarize!"

Listening to their constant humiliation and ridicule of himself, Qin Sheng looked up at this time, his face was still full of calm, at this moment when he looked up, he had already found a wine poem with wine as the title from his book mountain, his previous silence was not because he couldn't find a wine poem, he was looking for a poem not only with wine as the theme, but also to make them feel embarrassed after listening to it.

The moment Qin Sheng looked up, he had already thought of such a poem, which was "Persuasion of Music" by Yongtao in the Tang Dynasty.

"Qin Shuangjia, Qin Shuangjia, do you know or don't know! If you really can't, just say it happily! No one will take the success or failure of your child in their eyes!"

"This senior is a little restless, and Xiao Sheng immediately reads it. Qin Sheng's words fell, and then he began to read: "The scenery does not belong to the body when you are old, and gold is not a pity to buy youth." ”

After Qin Sheng finished reading the first two sentences, he deliberately paused.

Hearing Qin Sheng read the first two sentences, the faces of the white-haired old Confucian students sitting there couldn't help but change and said loudly: "Qin Shuangjia, are you writing a poem on the theme of wine? Are you deliberately saying that we are old?"

"Yes, yes, yes, what a bold man, he dares to openly scold us for being old!"

"Make these two sentences, and I'll see how you mention the subject of the poem, how you compose the poem!"

"Stop pretending, if you really have the ability, write this poem right away!"

Qin Sheng saw that they were so angry with him that he was a little happy in his heart, and suddenly said calmly: "The scenery does not belong to the body when you are old, and gold is not a pity to buy youth." The white-headed man is the master of the garden, and the drunken folding of flowers and branches is someone else. ”

After Qin Sheng finished reading, he looked at the group of white-haired old men who had just contemptuously mocked him, they were all repeating this song "Persuasion and Happiness" at the moment, and in their repeated eyes, they could fully feel the embarrassment on their faces.

At this time, Qin Sheng said to them: "Seniors, I don't know if this little poem made by Xiao Sheng can be regarded as a complete poem in terms of rhythm and rhyme?"

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