As the shopkeeper of the book office, although he is not a poet, he has been exposed to it for a long time, and naturally has a set of evaluation standards for poetry.

"Two Lovesick Songs" is fifty-six words and is divided into two poems.

After Shopkeeper Yu read it, there were only the last two sentences left in his head, and he couldn't help but read them again.

"Exquisite dice An red beans, I don't know if I am lovesick to the bones."

There seemed to be a woman whispering softly in her ears, carving the lovesickness into her bones, and then pouring it out little by little.

That's it.

There was only this thought left in the head of Shopkeeper Yu.

There was whispering in the ears of the other stewards,

"Songyue Academy's song "Red Candle Tears" is good, and the pun is very in line with the infatuated woman in the script."

"You think this song is good, too? I've watched three of them, and this one is the most suitable. ”

"Look at the others, maybe there are better ones, and the ones in Xiangshan haven't seen yet."

……

"Have you read Master Huang's two poems? "Whispering One" and "Whispering Two". ”

"I'll just say, who can compare to Master Huang's understanding of his own script?"

"Master Huang is a beginner in terms of poetry, according to the grade of the academy, but these two poems are indeed incompatible."

More than a dozen people read more than a dozen poems, and the speed of reading was very fast.

Everyone is not a master Wenzong, and if you want to say that there are various artistic conceptions implied in the poems, I'm afraid no one can tell.

But at least you can tell the good from the bad.

After a few rounds of reading, the crowd wandered left and right between the four poems.

More than a dozen people sit around, and all four poems have supporters, and they all have a certain reason.

"Alas, I knew that this would be the case, and it was difficult to tell the difference."

"Call Master Huang to pick it yourself, his two songs are also among them, let him have a headache himself."

"Shopkeeper Yu, how is the poem in your hand?"

"It's from White Deer Academy, right? Is it too poorly written, just to cope with the difference? ”

The stewards looked at the shopkeeper Yu who was a little stunned.

Shopkeeper Yu handed out the "Two Songs of Acacia" in his hand, "I have already chosen." ”

"Is the shopkeeper arbitrary? There are so many poems I haven't read. ”

"After you read the poems of Bailu Academy, you will choose again." Shopkeeper Yu picked up two poems by Huang Qinshan.

Since they are equal, it is safest to choose the two poems of Master Huang.

After all, he is one of the few masters in the bookstore, and he can be called the money bag of the bookstore, so it doesn't hurt to focus on it a little.

It's a pity......

After reading Huang Qinshan's two poems, Shopkeeper Yu couldn't help but sigh.

Defeated.

Huang Qinshan is worthy of being a master of words, and he writes poems for his own words.

The structure of these two poems is exquisite, and the content is incomparably compatible.

But in front of those two lines of poetry, it seems vulnerable.

The first few sentences of "Two Songs of Acacia" are on par with Huang Qinshan's poems, but only the finishing touch of the last two sentences is amazing.

Shopkeeper Yu dares to guarantee that "Exquisite dice An red beans, lovesick to the bones do not know" will definitely become the two favorite poems of countless infatuated women.

Carefully aftertasted, delicate to the point that it makes people's hearts sway.

Shopkeeper Yu put down the poems in his hand and turned his gaze to the dozen or so stewards present, "How is it?" ”

"Two Lovesick Songs" slowly spread to everyone.

After everyone watched it, their eyes changed.

"The last two sentences, a stroke of genius." One of the stewards couldn't help but admire.

Looking at everyone's expressions, Shopkeeper Yu also knew the final result, "Go and call Master Huang over." ”

Huang Qinshan had just finished drinking two cups of tea, and Shi Shiran walked into the room, "Everyone, have you ever made a decision?" ”

Shopkeeper Yu handed "Two Acacia Songs" to Huang Qinshan, "Master Huang, what do you think of these two songs?" ”

"Oh?" Huang Qinshan was a little surprised.

The two poems I wrote were already in idea when I wrote "Whispering", and then I carefully carved them, and asked my friends to help me scrutinize them, and finally they became poems.

Could it be that the poems taken out by the academy can really surpass themselves?

Huang Qinshan didn't believe it very much.

Poetry is not a master, but the foreign affairs task of the Cong Bookstore cannot invite the master of the academy to help.

If there is no master of poetry, there are still people who can compare with their own poems?

That's really going to take a look.

Huang Qinshan looked at the poem in his hand with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Two Lovesick Songs", the title of the poem is mediocre, and I don't make an evaluation.

Like himself, it was divided into two songs.

After reading the first song, Huang Qinshan frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "The first song of "Two Lovesick Songs" can be regarded as a ......."

However, when he finished reading the second song, there seemed to be a lightning bolt in his mind, and the whole person was stunned on the spot, "This ...... This ......"

Huang Qinshan's beard trembled violently, and the rice paper in his hand slowly fell on the table.

"Master Huang......" Shopkeeper Yu hurriedly spoke, for fear that Huang Qinshan would be too excited and make a mistake.

Huang Qinshan's expression was complicated, and he finally closed his eyes and sighed, "It is worthy of Bailu Academy, I am not wronged to lose." ”

"Dare to ask who made this "Two Lovesick Songs"? I don't believe that the person who can write the two poems of 'exquisite dice An red bean, lovesick to the bones and don't know' will be an unknown person. ”

Shopkeeper Yu reacted and nodded to the steward beside him.

The steward quickly walked out of the room.

"In order to ensure fairness, these poems are only marked with the academy, if you want to know who wrote it, you have to ask the White Deer Academy again." Shopkeeper Yu explained.

Huang Qinshan nodded, sat heavily on the chair, and kept muttering the last two lines of poetry softly, as if he was in deep thought.

The rest also sat down and waited for the results.

Soon, the steward who had left came back with a strange expression, "There is news from the Foreign Affairs Pavilion of Bailu Academy, and the name of the person who wrote this poem is ...... Too white. ”

Everyone's eyes widened.

Too white!

It turned out to be him!

It turned out to be him!

There is no one who does not know the daimyo of Taibai!

In January of the beginning of the year, he entered the list of Wensheng, from the hundredth place, all the way up, overturned many masters, and finally reached the top of the legendary newcomer.

The first poem topped the list of Wensheng, and even Wenzong Taidou said that it was comparable to Su Yuantian.

Who in the world doesn't know who doesn't?

No wonder.

can have such a master level, but does not have the name of a master, among the many scribes in the world, Taibai should be one of them.

And it must be one of the brightest of them all.

Huang Qinshan leaned back in his chair and sighed, "I have always been dismissive of Taibai, a poem topped the list of literary saints, although it is shocking, but after all, it lacks the background." ”

"Now it seems that there is no vanity under the fame."

"I didn't lose unjustly, just with the last two lines of poetry, the final winner is none other than Taibai."

Shopkeeper Yu breathed a sigh of relief, Huang Qinshan could admit it.

What he was most worried about was that this Master Huang would not be convinced, and he would be in a stalemate at that time, which would not be good for anyone.

Don't worry about it now.

At this moment, Huang Qinshan suddenly looked at Shopkeeper Yu, "Dare to ask Shopkeeper Yu, how long will it take for the carving plate of "Whispering" to be carved at the earliest?" ”

Removing the pressure in his heart, a heartfelt smile appeared on the face of Shopkeeper Yu, "Master Huang, don't worry, we have all prepared the engraving plate of "Whispering". ”

"Shopkeeper Yu, you misunderstood what I meant." Huang Qinshan said, "I mean, how long does it take from the beginning of preparation to the completion of carving? ”

Shopkeeper Yu was slightly stunned, and there was a faint uneasiness in his heart, what Huang Qinshan asked was a secret within the bookstore, and Huang Qinshan should not have asked.

But considering that the cooperation between Huang Qinshan and the bookstore has been very smooth, he still gave an explanation,

"It's about five days, but considering that it needs to be printed, the time is still relatively tight."

"But don't worry, on the first day of March, "Whispering" will definitely be sold on time."

Huang Qinshan straightened his back and looked at Shopkeeper Yu, his eyes burning, "So, if you re-prepare the carved plate, it should be too late?" ”

Shopkeeper Yu chuckled in his heart, and got up suddenly, "Huang ...... Master Huang, are you going to ......!? ”

Things seem to be going for the worst.

Huang Qinshan nodded decisively, his tone was categorical, and instantly knocked Shopkeeper Yu to the bottom, "I want to revise "Whispering". ”

"Taibai's poems make me feel a lot, and "Whispering" can be changed again!"

"Yes...... But ......" Shopkeeper Yu's face changed again and again, and all the stewards present also panicked.

"Whispering" was sold on the first day of March, and the news had already spread overwhelmingly.

Once extended, it will be a major blow to the reputation of the bookstore.

No one can afford to take that responsibility.

"I have to change it." Huang Qinshan got up, rolled up "Two Songs of Acacia", and walked out quickly.

"Prepare a secret room for me, don't bother me, I'll stay up late today to change it, and I'll hand over the corrected words to you tomorrow."

In the room, Shopkeeper Yu and everyone looked at each other.

After a while, Shopkeeper Yu gritted his teeth with hatred, "This is too white...... It's really a toss-up. ”