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 make Lintian go to a dead end? This Lintian is also, and he actually took it." Alas. ”

Wen Yong coldly curled the corners of his mouth: "Hmph." This time you won't be able to get up again. Inferior people. ”

Subsequently, under the eyes of everyone, 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 endure the cold in the cold winter. But the mood 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, and almost at a glance, he knew the intention of the Wen family. First, the people in front occupied the type of flower and sent Wenxiang to a dead end. If you can't do it in the end, you 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 Wenzhi's poem was read, some people around him began to talk about it.

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

"Yes, this person from the Wen family, I didn't expect it to be so treacherous, it's good now, almost all of them have told it all. ”

"Alas, Wenxiang will be difficult this time"

Tuofei also locked his eyebrows, he knew at a glance that it was clearly a scoundrel's trick, there were no flowers to say in this winter, but there were more in spring and summer, but just now, this literary chronicle, it covers four or five kinds in a poem, that is to say, the selectivity of Lintian is greatly reduced, so it 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 descendant, 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 with Fang Cai's "Yongdai", then Wen Xiang will lose, haha, Wang is not welcome. As he spoke, he swept the silver taels in his hand. (To be continued.) )