After hearing Wen Yong's question conditions, the people around all sighed.

"Alas, I knew that this writer would not come up with such a topic so easily, and he really had a backhand. ”

"Yes, what kind of topic is this, this is obviously deliberately so that Lintian can't win. ”

"This poem about flowers is nothing, the main thing is that it becomes a poem in seven steps, and it has to take into account that it cannot be repeated with those three verses, which is too difficult. ”

"Alas, Lintian is finished this time!"

"Hungry, really, is it that hard?" suddenly a man asked.

One next to him explained: "You don't know, these seven steps into a poem are someone can, but the poems that describe flowers are the key, you must know that all flowers that can be described by people must have a relative friendship implication in it, but since ancient times, there are only a few kinds of flowers that can be described by people, if the three sons of the Wen family will occupy the easiest one, then wouldn't Wen Xiang have to find another way, and the artistic conception of the poem is higher than the three of them, isn't it even more difficult? ...”

As soon as the people around heard it, they all solved the difficulty of this question, and it seems that the Wen family has already prepared for second-hand.

Lin Tian's face did not change, he had already understood Wen Yong's intentions, but he was not ready to theorize with the Wen family, because no matter what, they had to pay the price, so let them be happy for a while, so that after relaxing their vigilance, it would be more convenient to shoot them to death with a stick. Then Wen Xiang said:

"Okay, I'll accept it, please write a poem first!" After speaking, Lintian looked at the third son of the Wen family.

Tuofei secretly stomped his feet, but there was really no way at this time. He said angrily in his heart: "What kind of topic is this? Isn't this just biased to let Lintian go to a dead end? This Lintian is also, and he actually took it, alas. ”

Wen Yong curled the corners of his mouth coldly: "Hmph, this time you won't be able to get up again, lowly and lowly." ”

Then in plain sight. Wen Yong Wen San, Wen Zhi wrote three poems.

Wen San stepped forward and read aloud: "I wrote "Yongmei" below. ”

"The wind and snow in the mountains should blow, and they will drive alone without knowing the suffering. ”

"If you have a strong heart, you don't know where to go, only the plum blossoms are in the bitter cold. ”

At this time, no one made any comments, but it was written that plum blossoms were in the cold winter. Endure the cold, but the artistic conception is mediocre.

Lintian looked at Wen San's poem, and thought in his heart: "It seems that this Wen family must have planned it, this poem is written mediocre, just to occupy a category of flowers, which makes it more difficult for me to do, hum, it is really all done by villains." ”

At this time, not only Lin Tian saw it, but everyone else was the same. Almost at a glance, it is clear that the intention of this Wen family is to occupy the type of flower in front of the people first, and send Wen Xiang to a dead end, if he can't do it in the end, he will win without a fight.

Then Wenzhi also stepped forward and began to read: "The next poem is "Striving for Beauty""

"The morning glory peony blooms in spring, and the camellia in the moon season is coming. ”

"Roses don't fight with orchids, only roses come red. ”

When the poem of the Bun Chi was read. Some people around me started talking.

"This, where is this poetry? This is clearly the name of the flower!"

"yes. This person from the Wen family didn't expect to be so treacherous, but it's good now, they almost told it all. ”

"Alas, Wenxiang will be difficult this time"

Tuofei also locked his eyebrows, he knew it at a glance. It's clearly a scoundrel's trick, there are no flowers to say about this winter, but there are more in spring and summer, but just now, this Wenzhi. Unexpectedly, there are four or five kinds of poems in it, that is to say, the selectivity of Lintian is greatly reduced, which will only become more and more difficult, and it will be even more difficult to become a poem in seven steps.

At this moment, Wen Yong looked at Wen Xiang proudly, and his poem was about to arrive. In fact, they have already planned it, if there is an accident, it is really time to fight, the poems in front of Wen San Wenzhi can be written casually, as long as there are many types covered, and they mainly write a poem later, as long as the artistic conception is good, no matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to complete better verses in seven steps.

The corners of Wen Yong's mouth rose and he stepped forward......

Everyone has understood the methods of the Wen family, although they all scoffed, but after all, this is a grudge between Lintian and the Wen family, and no one has spoken out to stop it because they are not used to it.

Wen Yong looked like a villain, and came to the front, with a confident expression, as if written: I won this time. Then he glanced at Lintian, and there was a sinister look hidden under his contemptuous smile.

"Hmph, Lintian, don't blame me for being ruthless, you can only blame yourself for being out of time, this time, you won't be able to get up again!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next poem is called "Yongdai""

"The autumn wind and drizzle are cold, and the wild geese are afraid that the road to the south is late. ”

"The curtain came to an end, leaving only the golden stamen and frost branches. ”

After Wen Yong finished reading his poem, the people around him were silent, because this "Yongdai" was really wonderful.

An official who followed Master Zhang exclaimed: "What a poem, wonderful!"

"That's right, this poetic conception is very ingenious, Yongju but not chrysanthemum, almost able to poem a vision. ”

"Well, with the help of the autumn scenery, the wild geese return to the south, express the loneliness, the flowers retreat, only chrysanthemum and arrogance! Good poem, this one is probably better than Wang Ming's "Drunken Pavilion Night". ”

"Yes, it's just that he didn't use his luck, and his pen power is slightly inferior, if he deepens his artistic conception a little, I'm afraid he will be admired by all the people, and he will succeed in the famous poem!"

"The poetry of fame can get the luck of all people's admiration, and the vision will ascend to heaven, but looking at the poetry, as long as you exercise a little, you can cultivate fame!"

The people around sighed, and at the same time felt sorry for Lintian.

Alas, it's a pity that Lintian, it was originally difficult to become a poem in seven steps, and it was difficult to overlap other people's types, plus to surpass this one, you can enter the list of fame with one kick in the door. Alas, Wen Xiang is afraid that he will be more auspicious. ”

"Well, this Lintian is a little reckless, the conditions proposed before are a little excessive, it seems that not only did he not take the luck of the third son of the Wen family this time, but I am afraid that even his own life may be in danger!"

"Alas, it's a pity. ”

Hearing the surrounding discussions, the corners of Wen Liang's mouth curled up obviously, and he squinted at Lintian, feeling happy.

"Hmph, little man. Vainly trying to challenge my Wen family is this kind of end. While thinking, he smiled at Wen Yong.

The outside of the field also learned about the situation inside, and the same few families were happy and a few were sad.

Wang Ming had already taken the money in his hand in advance with a smile, and said proudly: "See." The talent of the Wen family's Wen Yong son is not comparable to Lintian, just by virtue of the song "Yongdai". Then Wenxiang will lose, haha, Wang is welcome. As he spoke, he swept the silver taels in his hand.

The person next to him looked depressed: "Alas, I didn't expect that even if Lintian came, it would be empty joy, and this time I lost a lot!"

"This Wen family is really vicious, it seems that Wen Xiang is out of play this time, and I originally expected him to fight for us civilians. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, is it too early to say this? Wen Gongzi has not yet composed poetry, how can he lose at this time?"

"Alas. You don't want to think about how difficult this challenge is, do you think he can win it? It's even harder than a children's exam!"

The speaker was a little uneven, and replied: "Before it ends, everything is possible, I am just optimistic about Lintian, today I have all my belongings, and I have this carriage!"

At this time, the courage of the people around him was all overlooked. Suddenly, someone recognized him.

"Hah, aren't you the one who swam in the river a few days ago? I didn't believe in Lintian that day, what's wrong with today?"

It turned out that this person was Zhang San who brought Lintian over. Although he said a few days ago that he was not optimistic about Wenxiang, he is also an upright person, and it is not bad to see Lintian today, so he said what he just said as soon as his brain was hot.

"I, I've changed my mind, okay!" said with a burst of annoyance. I thought to myself:

"Lintian, Linda, Lin's ancestor! I must win! Because you have been ruined, I won't go bankrupt again this time!" Zhang San cried.

Wang Ming looked at Zhang San contemptuously and didn't pay attention to it. smiled in his heart: "Haha, there is a person who gives money, just won the money, and goes back in the carriage, haha"

In the lobby at this time, Lintian didn't know what was happening outside the venue, he was frowning and silent.

Tuofei also frowned, he still believed in Lintian very much, but in the current situation, he was still involuntarily worried about Lintian.

After a while, Wen Yong said: "How about it, Brother Lintian, seven steps into a poem, it can't be overlapped, can you start? Haha, if it doesn't work, it's okay to admit defeat directly." ”

Lintian looked at Wen Yong and didn't make a sound, everyone shut up and didn't speak, and watched Lintian's performance together.

Wen Liang's eyes rolled, and he stepped forward and said: "Lintian! Don't delay time, if you don't write poetry now, you will be judged to lose, you can admit defeat now, as long as you kneel down and kowtow three times, admit that you are wrong, my Wen family promises, only collect your luck, and never kill you!"

Lintian looked up at Wen Houde and sneered: "Hmph, the ruthless Wen family, collect my luck, don't let me die, and in the future, you will let me live rather than die! Do you think that I am Lintian but that kind of person who is afraid of things? Don't think that this can mess with my mind, what the villain does!"

Wen Liang saw that the treacherous plan was seen through, and he had nothing to say, so he said ruthlessly: "You, hmph! I don't have to fight with you for a long time, how about it, let's start? It's better not to forget the promise you said!"

Lin Tian didn't answer, looked around, and then said confidently: "Since I see that Lin Mou's words have been said today, Lin Mou will keep his promise, and I hope that all the adults will be a witness! If the younger generation wins, I will definitely make the Wen family pay the price!"

After speaking, he walked to the center, one step, two steps, and at the sixth step, Lintian stopped, frowned, and delayed the last step.

Wen Yong looked at Wen Xiang and said with a smile in his heart: "Hmph, pretend, you are still acting until you die, see what good poems you can have." ”

At this moment, everyone was waiting for this Lintian poem, and even the man in Tsing Yi, who had been silent, opened his eyes and looked at Lintian with interest.

Lintian hesitated for a few breaths, suddenly raised his head, the corners of his mouth raised an arc, glanced back at the people of the Wen family, and then took the last step, and then Lintian picked up the pen and read while writing.

"Spring Cold". ”

"February Xuancheng **** wind,"

"The spring cold is not over. ”

When Lintian finished saying the first two sentences, everyone looked at Lintian strangely, even Lord Zhang and the man in Tsing Yi were rarely suspicious. Has this Wen Xiang forgotten? The title is to write flowers, how can this be written in front of the cold spring in Xuanxian? This spring flower has almost been said by the three Wen families, is there still a new meaning? But the first two sentences are a little weak! I don't know ...... the next one.

Wen Liang laughed proudly, and said in his heart: "Haha, it seems that it is already the end of the strong crossbow, no matter how powerful you are, it is impossible to win in this situation." ”

Just when everyone was questioning, immediately after, Lintian's voice rose again.

"Begonias do not hesitate to rouge,"

"Independence in the drizzle!"

"What? this can't be!" Just after Lin Tian finished reading, Wen Yong suddenly shouted, but halfway through the call, he was controlled by some force, unable to move, unable to speak.

Before everyone reacted, I saw the luck of Changhong instantly rising from the poem in the sky, the ink fragrance overflowed, and the fragrance of begonias suddenly made the people around them clear, and the golden luck flew all over the sky, accompanied by the phantom of begonia flowers, and scattered in the air.

"This, this is!"

"Oh my God! Poetry produces visions, poems of national fortune! This poem can help people to consolidate their hearts and cultivate their nature, what a poem!"

Master Zhang said in surprise: "It turned out to be a poem of national fortune in the solid realm!"

The man nodded with satisfaction and said, "Poetry produces visions, and the audience admires them, so that you can gain fame!"

After the man in Tsing Yi finished speaking, he saw that everyone who admired this poem emitted a yellow light of luck from their bodies, and finally gathered into one and flew into Lintian's body.

"This, this is the famous poem!"

"My life is worth it, and I can even see the poems of fame. ”

All the people were amazed, and at the same time began to read the verses of Lintian.

"Begonias do not hesitate to carmine, independent in the drizzle. The first part of this poem is written about the color of spring and cold, which makes people think that under this harsh environment, the poet is going to give up, but then he directly says the begonia flower, not hesitating to sacrifice the beauty of his rouge, but also to stand in the wind and rain, this is the state of mind, the heart of a gentleman!

"This poem also contains its meaning, isn't this begonia more than Wen Xiang himself?

"That's right, the artistic conception of this poem needs to be more deeply understood, it seems that I have to take it back and read it slowly, maybe I can enter a higher literary position. ”

Lin Tian smiled in his heart: "This is a masterpiece of the ancient 'Chen and Yi', a work that can be compared with Su Shi's poems." It's just that there is no 'Baling' here, so it was changed to 'Xuancheng'. ”

Wen Liang's eyes widened at this time, he couldn't believe this fact, it was actually a vision of poetry, how could it be!

Wen Yong had been loosened by the restraints, but he couldn't say a word at this time, so he could only watch.

The corner of the shopkeeper Ye's mouth smiled slightly for the first time, his beautiful face fascinated all beings, got up and picked up Lintian's poem, nodded and smiled: "Lintian Gongzi, this poem is very good, I don't know if it can be given to you?" (To be continued.) )