After several great Confucians took their seats, the queen announced the beginning of the poem.

Xie Xun stood up with a wine glass, "Queen Mother, there are so many people watching the game today, why don't you have some interesting comparisons." ”

Ha? The queen's face showed interest, "What kind of interesting comparison?" ”

Xie Xun walked slowly on the ground with a wine glass for seven steps, and then raised his head and looked at the queen, "Just follow the example of the Cao brothers, and make a poem in seven steps, with a self-proposed title, as long as it is a new work today, how about it?" ”

The audience was in an uproar.

Seven steps to poetry!

Even regardless of the title, it is appalling enough.

Xie Xun turned to Gao Shiqing with a smile, "Gao Xiu dare?" ”

Gao Shiqing was a little confused by Xie Xun's words.

In the past, when he was in the academy, he and his classmates also played like this, but they could write a few poems, but the proposal was the largest in the capital......

"What, don't you dare?" Xie Xun winked mockingly.

"The high editor is cowardly!"

Chu Jue stood up and shouted loudly, even though his heart had exploded.

Brother Xun, aren't you funny, seven steps into poetry?

It's 700 steps, and we can't hold back a sour poem!

Therefore, Chu Jue thought that Xie Xun said this purely to scare away Gao Shiqing. Naturally, he had to help wave the flag and shout.

Gao Shiqing's supporters immediately scolded back. Xie sent his disciples back again. The scene suddenly burst into mutual scolding.

Gao Shiqing politely bowed his hand, "Xie Shizi is not afraid, what am I afraid of?" ”

Supporters immediately chimed in.

"That's right, what are we Gao Zhuangyuan afraid of!"

"I'm afraid of you, thank you, be careful that you talk too much, and you will be slapped in the face for a while!"

The third princess was the most angry.

Xie Xun replied loudly "yes", walked back to the table, poured a large glass of wine, and saluted Gao Shiqing, "Gao Xiu will come first, or will this son come first?" ”

"It's better for me to come first, the son of the world can think again." Gao Shiqing also poured a glass of wine, held it in his hand, and walked slowly.

He has the habit of writing poems at home on weekdays, and he only needs a little memory to have it.

Gao Shiqing took steps step by step, and the rest of the people counted the steps for him in rhythm, and before the seventh step, there was already a sentence.

"In the lotus pond at dusk, there are two mandarin ducks in the bath."

"Good!"

Without waiting for a poem to finish, the third princess clapped her hands and applauded, and when it was over, she glanced at Chu Yu who was sitting diagonally opposite.

Chu Yu didn't react, but it was Chu Jue, who secretly tugged on Xie Xun's sleeve one by one.

"Brother Xun, can you do it?"

It's not that he doesn't trust his brother Xun, it's that they have played since they were children, and the two of them know each other when they can recognize a few words.

Where can Brother Xun compose poetry?

Xie Xun gave him a soothing chuckle.

"Low flying is not far away, only in the lotus flowers."

With the theme of lotus, Gao Shiqing can be regarded as respecting the prince.

This poem was accidentally acquired by him by the pond of his house a few days ago, and it is not very good, but it is new.

Gao Shiqing made a gesture of invitation to Xie Xun.

Immediately, a hostile faction shouted, "Admit defeat, Xie Xuan!" ”

Xie Xun was completely unaffected, holding the wine glass, and walked leisurely, not like Gao Shiqing, who didn't speak until the sixth step, and he had already begun to chant in a low voice as soon as he took the first step.

"Red and White Lotus Jade Vase"

The audience was in an uproar, especially those who shouted Xie Xun to admit defeat.

Xie Dajun actually made a poem!

Let's start with the first step!

"The red lotus rhyme is absolutely white lotus. Empty fasting is not without autumn and summer, and the summer is cut off by incense. ”

In four steps, Xie Xun had finished reciting the entire poem.

Although there are no particularly brilliant words, they have already made everyone's jaws drop.

Gao Shiqing couldn't help but breathe.

He knew that the Xie family's smug was not as simple as it seemed on the surface!

"The shepherd boy rode the ox, and the song vibrated the forest. Intending to catch the cicada, he suddenly closed his mouth. ”

Gao Shiqing became the second poem in seven steps, and it was still written by him at home.

"Good!"

The great Confucians present applauded.

This kind of idyllic pastoral painting style is the favorite of the reclusive Confucian.

Xie Xun paced calmly, still one step at a time.

"Purple smoke from the sunshine incense burner"

This time, he chanted with great emotion, shaking his head like that of a man of letters.

"Looking at the waterfall from afar."

"Three Thousand Feet Down"

"It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days."

As he uttered the last sentence, he pretended to look up at the sky.

The audience was silent.

After a long while, applause was heard.

Xie Xun followed the sound and saw that it was Emperor Xue.

This Emperor Xue is not here to help Xie Xun today. Previously, Xie Xun took Yulin Wei to search for the thieves who kidnapped Xie Jia, and forcibly broke into Emperor Xue's mansion. Emperor Xue made a special trip to see Xie Xun's jokes today.

But he couldn't help but be fascinated by the majestic and magnificent scenery depicted in the poem.

"I don't know, where is this view?" Seventy-year-old Xue Dishi couldn't help but want to go on a tour.

Xie Xun thought about it, although the time and space are different, the geographical provinces have many overlaps, "The waterfall of Lushan Mountain in Jiangxi." ”

"Lushan, the old man has been there!" The big Ru surnamed Zhang twisted his beard, as if recalling, "The waterfall of Lushan is really as magnificent as depicted in Xie Shizi's poem, like the Milky Way falling for nine days!" ”

Zhang Daru's last few words were recited in a subdued tone, which shows his love for this poem.

"That's not right."

A supporter of Gao Shiqing asked, "Xie Shizi, you shouldn't have never left the capital, right?" How do you know what shape the Lushan Waterfall is? ”

"Yes!" The third princess finally caught Xie Xun's pigtail and stood up excitedly, "Xie Shizi, tell me honestly, did you buy this poem from someone else?" ”

Gao Shiqing's eyes lit up.

Xie Xun's Lushan Waterfall just now really surprised him, and he even forgot that Xie Xun had never been out of the capital, how could he write such a masterpiece?

Xie Xun glanced at the three princesses coldly, and turned to the several great Confucians present, "It is true that this prince has never left the capital, but this prince has countless paintings in his home, and he was fortunate to have seen the paintings of Lushan Waterfall in his grandfather's study. Fascinated by its majestic momentum, this poem was born. If you don't believe me, you can ask someone to go back to your house and get the painting. ”

Emperor Xue shook his head, "No need. Let's continue to fight poetry. ”

He said this because he was an official at the same time as Mrs. Xie, and he knew very well how many ancient paintings and books the Xie family had, it was simply all-inclusive. Even if there is really no painting of Lushan Waterfall, with the ability of the Zhenguo Mansion, you can immediately get one.

Emperor Xue said so, and the others also swallowed the words that wanted to spray Xie Xun for the time being.

"When the moon is dark, I see the fishing lantern, and the lonely light is a little firefly. The breeze is full of stars. ”

Gao Shiqing has become another song.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. ”

Xie Xun chose this poem just to be funny, but he didn't want to be a great Confucian.

"This poem is good, it is catchy to read, and it may be compiled into a Mongolian textbook."

Xie Xun smiled secretly, in modern times, isn't this poem for young children?

The people at the scene were a little uneasy, especially the hostile people of the Xie faction.

The queen has already looked at the crown prince and the fourth prince several times.

What's going on here?

Xie Dajun actually knows how to compose poems, or one in seven steps, no, three poems, all of which are finished in four steps.

was also praised repeatedly by the Confucians present, and even Gao Shiqing was inferior!