At this time, Jiang Han's ship took the lead and rushed to the front, Kong Yuanji's No. 1 ship was three or four zhang behind, and the other people's ships were three or several zhang behind.

And this distance is constantly widening.

Everyone is trying their best to think about and prepare to write a new racing poem, but after several rounds of poetry, everyone's brain power is expended a lot at this moment, and it is not so simple to make a racing poem immediately.

At this time, Wen Ming, who was ranked third, raised his pen to write.

"The north wind prevents the boat from anchoring the lake, and the cold north wind blows the boat......"

After writing, the tip of the pen was a little towards Jiang Han, who was driving at the front.

As Wen Ming finished this action, a white light suddenly appeared from the rice paper in front of him, shooting towards Jiang Han's ship, and it landed on Jiang Han's ship in the blink of an eye.

Before Jiang Han, a strange wind suddenly appeared, and the fifth ship showed huge resistance, and its speed was stagnant.

Immediately, Kong Yuanji and Wen Ming's ships overtook Jiang Han's No. 5 boat and rushed forward.

"That's a lot of resistance...... What's going on? Jiang Han's face changed color slightly, and when he looked up, he saw Wen Ming driving in front of him looking at him with a smile.

"Wen Ming wrote an obstruction poem to stop my ship? I see, learning sea racing can also write poems to cause obstacles to other people's boats, and if you keep writing poems about boat racing, you will not be able to think of poems sooner or later, but it is much simpler to write poems that hinder other people's boats. Jiang Han said in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, other people's boats also surpassed him, and Kong Yuanji wrote a new racing poem, taking the lead, opening up a distance of five or six zhang from the others.

Yi Shan also finished writing a race poem, but Xu was exhausted of brain power, and this race poem only increased the talent on the boat by four inches.

She was anxious, if she had enough time to think slowly, she would naturally not be able to write poems with only four inches of talent, but now time waits for no one, plus she wrote three poems in a row just now, and her brain power is almost exhausted, and she will not be able to think of any good poems at all for a while.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Mou, the grandson of the Great Confucian, wrote another poem, which surpassed Yishan and ranked second.

Although Yan Qing said that he wrote the fourth song, he still lagged behind Yishan.

On the contrary, Wen Ming ranked fourth because the fourth poem was a poem used to hinder Jiang Han.

But Jiang Han's No. 5 ship fell to the end again.

"Wen Ming attacked Jiang Han, he was blocked, it seems that Wen Ming wrote this poem well." Kong Yuanji glanced back and continued to think about the fifth poem.

Although he is currently in first place, others are not easy and it is still possible to catch up.

In the Confucian Temple, everyone watched this scene, some admired Kong Yuanji's poetic talent, some regretted that Jiang Han's boat was blocked, and some scolded Wen Ming shamelessly.

In this fierce environment, it is extremely difficult to make poems on the subject matter in a very short period of time, Kong Yuanji almost one after another, and the talent of each poem is quite extraordinary, and he has completed half of the journey.

Jiang Han, who was originally the "leader of Great Xia", was definitely Kong Yuanji's biggest competitor, but unfortunately he was blocked by Wen Ming's action.

King Yue couldn't help but clench his fists and sighed, he wanted to scold Wen Ming for being despicable and shameless, and he thought that students couldn't help but hinder each other when he learned to race in the sea, and Wen Ming This practice was also within the scope of the rules.

"Good!" The prince secretly said in his heart, as long as he can stop Jiang Han, it is not bad, otherwise if he is allowed to win the double leader of Shushan and Xuehai, it will be more difficult to deal with in the future.

Ning Yue looked at this scene but remained calm, but her slender light eyebrows frowned slightly.

Learning from the sea, Wen Ming looked at Jiang Han, who fell at the end, and laughed in his heart, so let you take your time!

He hurriedly took a pen and wrote the fourth poem of the race.

Everyone looked at Jiang Han, who was still hindered by the strong wind, and couldn't help but feel a little pity.

Yu Zhongjing sighed softly and said: "I heard that this obstructive poem has the ability to go around the house, Jiang Han is blocked by this, I am afraid that under anxiety, it will be even more difficult to compose a poem." ”

You can't be eager to compose poems and fill in words, and the more eager you are, the more difficult it is to make good poems.

Zhen Yunqi looked at the picture on the prism, Jiang Han's No. 5 boat slowed down at the end, and couldn't help frowning, why didn't Jiang Han write poems to solve the siege?

At this time, Zhen Yunqi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "He started composing poetry!" ”

I saw Jiang Han pick up the brush and start writing poems.

All the great Confucians looked at it together, if Jiang Han wanted to win the first place, he had to write an excellent poem!

"Wuling Chun"...... Well? He's filling in the words? Yu Yunqi was slightly surprised, writing poems is called poetry, and writing poems is called filling in words, why is it called filling in words, because words need to be filled in according to a fixed rhythm, and a word brand name is a kind of rhythm.

Writing words is a bit more difficult than writing poems.

"The wind and dust are gone, and the flowers are gone, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are people, and they don't have to do anything, and tears flow first. Yu Yunqi looked at the first half of the rhyme written on Jiang Han's paper, and was stunned: "Huh? How can this word be written as a child's love? ”

Other Confucians were also surprised, and some chewed carefully, and found that the first half of the words were written gracefully, especially the sentence "things are people, not everything" should be a good sentence, but this word has nothing to do with racing.

"Words are good words, but they have nothing to do with racing, could it be that Jiang Han was blocked by Wen Ming and lost confidence?" Yu Zhongjingdao.

At this moment, Jiang Han wrote out the second half of the que, and Yu Yunqi's eyes lit up after a glance, and he read the second half of the que.

"I heard that Sungai Spring is still good, and I also plan to go on a light boat. I am only afraid that the Shuangxi boat will not be able to carry a lot of worries. ”

"It's a good one, and I can't carry a lot of sorrows...... Sorrow is not in kind, but the light boat will not move, which shows the weight of the word sorrow, good, good poetry! Yu Yunqi couldn't help but praise loudly.

The next moment, I saw Jiang Han raise his pen and move towards Wen Ming.

Originally, Wen Ming had already written the fourth poem of the ferry, and the boat quickly moved forward, but suddenly a white light fell on Wen Ming's boat, and at the same time, a woman's sigh seemed to sound:

"I'm only afraid of the Sungai boat, and I can't carry a lot of worries."

"The boat can't carry a lot of sorrows......"

The sigh is like a cry, echoing endless sorrow.

Wen Ming's face changed drastically, and he shouted, "It's not good, it's not good!" ”

The next moment, his ship slowly stopped.

It's not that it's slowing down, it's stagnating, as if the ship is carrying something extremely heavy.

"The wind blows the boat and ......the boat moves quickly" Wen Ming hurriedly waved his pen to write a poem about the boat, but he didn't move at all, not only did he not move, but he was still sinking.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Han's boat passed by him.

Leaving Jiang Han with a sneer.

"Damn, shit! Why is this poem so powerful? Why can't I stop my boat? No, no...... Why is the ship sinking? Could it be that his first word is Wenzhou? ”

Wen Ming was shocked and angry, and tried his best to write poems and make the boat rise.

However, the ship really seemed to carry a lot of sorrow, and the light boat did not move.

……

In the Confucian Temple.

The great Confucians continued to exclaim.

"Good, good word!"

This poem is full of grief and grace, as if a woman moaning in the middle of the night. Moaning, poignant and moving. ”

"It turns out that Jiang Han is taking revenge on Wen Ming with this word, you see, Wen Ming's ship has sunk! Send him out of Xuehai! ”

"Jiang Han can not only write heroic and unrestrained words, but also write gentle and graceful words, the style of words is changeable, it is simply a word monster!" Zhou Hongyan couldn't help but say.

He remembered the song "Jiangchengzi" written in the book mountain, full of heroic spirit, and this "Wuling Chun" is simply very different, one is heroic to the extreme, and the other is graceful to the extreme.

Zhao Zhenwen snorted coldly and said: "After all, it is a disease-free moan/groan, and it can't be on the stage!" ”

However, no one paid attention to his words, and everyone knew that Zhao Daru was most disgusted by the poems that told the love of his children, which were the most useless in his eyes.

"Look, Kong Yuanji is about to arrive at Dinghai Foot! Although Jiang Han made a song to fight back against Wen Ming, he also missed the opportunity, and it was difficult to catch up with Kong Yuanji. ”

At this time, Yu Zhongjing said in a deep voice.

Everyone looked at it and saw that Kong Yuanji was only twenty or thirty zhang away from the end point, and Jiang Han still had half of the way to go.

In addition, he has just finished writing "Wuling Chun", and it is difficult to write a good poem now and catch up with Kong Yuanji's boat.

There are many people who sigh softly, this is the sea race, and no one can guarantee that they can win the first place in the race.

Even Jiang Han, after being heard of the secret plot, could only fall to the end after all.

Yu Yunqi couldn't help but sigh softly, Jiang Han lost Xuehai after all, and he lost very unjustly, if there was no Wen Ming's secret plan, he might not lose to Kong Yuanji.

Originally, I thought that Taixue would be able to win the double leader of Shushan and Xuehai, but I didn't expect that it still wouldn't be able to do it.

But it's also good that Jiang Han can do this.

At this time, Yu Yunqi suddenly saw Jiang Han unfolding the rice paper and writing a race poem on the paper, his eyes lit up at first, and then he shook his head in disappointment.

Jiang Han wrote a poem about the crossing, and after this poem was written, his boat was only as angry as five feet two.

However, Kong Yuanji wrote a few poems in a row, and at this time the ship had seven feet of talent!

"Why not indulge in the water and play in the water, and persuade the ploughing to be happy and the flowers. The wind and the official willow are not fluttering, and the green garden is full of mulberry without attached branches. Training refers to talking and laughing, cool and chic, ancient and modern. Xixi rain is enough to return to the boat, and will send high sails into Fengchi. ”

Chu Jingzhi read out the poem written by Jiang Han and said: "Although this poem is good, it is a pity that it is difficult to catch up with Kong Yuanji." ”

However, the next moment, Yu Yunqi said: "Wait, Jiang Han is still composing poetry!" ”

I saw Jiang Han writing with a pen, and another poem was written.

"The galloping fighting ship is light, and the songs and drums are noisy to protect the year. Facing the north wind and rain, the roller shutter obliquely shines on the red. ”

The ship's qi has risen to six feet three!

He didn't look at it, he didn't even think about it, and he continued to write a song.

"The red flag was held high and flew out of the deep willow tree. The drum hits the spring thunder, and the smoke waves go far back. The cheers shook the ground and shocked the fighting spirit of tens of thousands of people. Jinbi Lou West, won the first championship. ”

The ship has risen to eight feet!

The next moment, the ship shot out like an arrow in front, and in the blink of an eye, it surpassed the ships of Yishan, Yan Qing, and Yu Mou, and caught up with Kong Yuanji's ships!