So Guo Ying, surrounded by everyone, arrived at the center of the field.

Looking around, he found that there were really a lot of celebrities in the field, in addition to Wei Yingwu, Han Hong, who was also known as the Ten Talents of the Great Calendar, and Qian Qi, who were also known as the Ten Talents of the Great Calendar, and there were also many middle and lower-level officials from the six departments and nine temples in the field.

I don't know if someone wants to kill him, as soon as Guo Ying entered, someone shouted: "Guo Balang has arrived, Guo Balang has arrived, ...... "

The crowd looked sideways, and then a cheer rang out.

"The rumors are true, it's really handsome......"

"It's worthy of being a tiger of the gate!"

"Guo Balang, I have admired you for a long time, can you please come on stage to write a poem, let me wait for a feast of ears?"

In an instant, Guo Ying was pushed to the cusp.

Seeing this, Li Duan smiled kindly, and said softly: "Guo Lang, don't be surprised, it's just that you love your talent, so you just coaxed you." ”

Guo Ying said indifferently: "It's okay. ”

His detached appearance with a light breeze fell in the eyes of the beautiful ladies in the scene, and he looked even more outstanding and graceful, which couldn't help but attract the hearts of young women.

As for those young scholars, they were envious, jealous and hateful.

Only Li Duan, an imperceptible smile flashed in his eyes, he entered the career of the Guo family by the way of the Guo family, and often went in and out of the Guo Mansion, how could he not know how Guo Ying's talent was?

Whether it is martial arts or literary talent, it is far beyond the reach of people.

And Guo Ying was able to do without changing his face and act calmly in front of everyone, and this determination really convinced him.

In the blink of an eye, the smile on Li Duan's face became even bigger.

And Wei Yingwu, who presided over today's poetry meeting, also smiled when he saw this scene: "Since Guo Lang intends to write a poem on stage today, then let's not delay any longer and go straight to the point." ”

He met Guo Ying at the beginning of the month, and as soon as Guo Ying met, he said that he was his true fan, praising his poems for being lonely and withered, like Conglan Yougui, which is suitable for mountains and forests and cannot be placed above the imperial court.

and compared him to Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty.

also interpreted several of his poems in a row, and analyzed the sentences and even every word he chanted casually into new meanings, which made Wei Yingwu full of emotion, thinking that he had met a bosom friend, and introduced Guo Ying as a close friend on the spot.

even once moved the idea of marrying his eldest daughter Wei Yao to Guo Ying, if he hadn't heard that Guo Ying's reputation was not good, he was afraid of ruining his daughter's reputation, he would have finalized this marriage a long time ago.

After all, with Webster's valve reading, marrying a daughter to Guo's is not a high climb.

Now Guo Ying is willing to stand on the poetry club to show his talents, and he is happy to see it.

Although he also heard that Guo Ying beat his uncle Wei Lun, he and Wei Lun are not in the same room, and the two rooms have never been in contact, and the relationship is thinner than paper, so he naturally has no mustard in his heart.

Guo Ying nodded in greeting, and immediately stepped on the high platform of the poetry club, and asked with a smile: "Dare to ask what the theme of today's poetry meeting is......"

"There is no restriction on the theme of today's poetry meeting, but in order to increase the interest and difficulty, this poetry meeting adopts the method of solitaire, that is, the first person will solve the question for the last person." Wei Yingwu stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"Solitaire? It is also fresh and interesting. ”

Guo Ying raised his eyebrows, this is the first time he has seen this kind of play, but it is foreseeable that this kind of play is bound to bring a lot of challenges to the people behind him.

Because before you answer the question, there is no way to guess what the former will do, which is a great test of the respondent's on-the-spot reaction ability.

Unless you are a naturally talented and quick person, if you encounter someone in front of you who deliberately makes things difficult, I am afraid that there is no other way but to admit defeat.

However, Guo Ying has already had a draft, and he is not afraid in his heart.

Thinking of this, he looked at the field, his eyes swept over the audience, and finally froze in one place, and asked with a smile: "Dare to ask which virtuous person was the last answer, please ask the question." ”

As soon as the words fell, a young man in a white Confucian shirt stood up, but saw him with anger on his face, and glared angrily at Guo Ying on the stage: "Not talented Wei Jun, my father Wei Shaoqing." ”

Guo Ying suddenly realized, no wonder the person in front of him was hostile to him, it turned out to be Wei Lun's son.

However, since this matter has happened, and the emperor has not pursued it again, he is too lazy to mention it again, so he said: "Today is everyone's poetry meeting, not a private banquet for anyone, I advise Wei Gongzi to bring less personal emotions and don't miss everyone's time." ”

He said this very politely, but Wei Jun was furious when he heard it, but because Wei Yingwu, Li Duan and other people in the literary world were present, they didn't dare to attack.

He glared at Guo Ying angrily, took a deep breath, tried to calm down his resentment, and then said in a deep voice: "Today is the day of the beginning of autumn, so I will ask Guo Lang to write a poem with autumn as the theme." ”

Between the words, he specially bit the word "Guo Lang", and his tone was deliberately raised, obviously to vent the resentment in his heart.

But in all fairness, his question is not tricky, and he did not mean to deliberately embarrass Guo Ying, but showed his own fairness.

But Guo Ying won't follow his wishes, although he has a basket of famous autumn stories in his stomach, he really doesn't plan to follow the script.

After all, modern people play anti-routines.

So in full view of everyone, Guo Ying made a bold move, but saw him stretch out his hand and take off his hat and throw it on the ground, carrying his hands behind his back, and pacing slowly.

After a few moments, his eyes were filled with tears.

"The Central Plains is swinging, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the reflection is really unintentional to hurt the spring and autumn, but there is a word, give it to you, please listen to it."

He had a sad and inexplicable look, and when the scholars and literati below saw this, they couldn't help but be solemn and sat upright.

Only Wei Jun sneered, with a mocking face, in his opinion, this is undoubtedly an excuse for Guo Ying to not be able to write poetry and unwilling to admit defeat.

However, he was not afraid that Guo Ying would take out the poems that had been carefully polished before, and he would be shocked and turn defeat into victory.

Because the poem will have the criteria of the poetry club, if the poem does not meet the meaning and does not match the subject matter, then even if his poem can reach the level of a famous poem, it will be just a joke in the hearts of the participants.

Just when he made up his mind to watch a good show, Guo Ying's slightly drooping eyelids suddenly opened, and a cold light appeared in his starry eyes.

Then, Guo Ying took a step forward and recited the first sentence aloud: "Tubo athletes' faces are like ochre, and they go into the Yellow River to release Huma." ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the audience changed color in unison, Helong fell, and was based on foreign races.

In terms of the degree of humiliation, it is definitely the best of the Sui and Tang dynasties.

At the end of the Jin Dynasty, the Central Plains was lost, and only the situation of Zhang's Liangguo hanging in a lonely corner can be compared with today.

This is also the pain in the hearts of countless literati, and now that it was directly revealed by Guo Ying, their hearts suddenly pinched.