Hearing Lu Xianzhi take the lead in calling his name, Ren Yingze straightened his clothes, cleared his throat in front of everyone, and said slowly: "Then I'll come - Jiangnan Yi, the most memorable is Hangzhou." ”

Although this sentence is suspected of being a sycophant, Lu Xianzhi, who is the prefect of Hangzhou, was still pleased, he stroked his beard with a smile, and looked at Gu Yunji next to him: "What about you, Gongzi Gu?" ”

Gu Yunji thought for a moment and said: "The sunrise river flowers are red, and the river water is as green as blue in spring. Can you not remember Jiangnan? ”

Lu Xianzhi exclaimed: "Classic sentences, not bad." ”

Ren Yingze was not to be outdone, and immediately continued: "Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves He Tiantian!" ”

After speaking, he muttered disapprovingly: "Isn't it a classic sentence, who doesn't know it?" Han Yue Fu, classic enough, right? ”

Gu Yunji's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly said his next sentence: "It is the good scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, and the season of falling flowers is the king." ”

"Jiangnan has nothing, let's talk about giving a spring!"

"Dream of entering the Yanshui Road in the south of the Yangtze River, travel all the way to the south of the Yangtze River, and don't meet with people!"

"The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me!"

……

Gu Yunji and Ren Yingze came and went, not letting each other go, almost at the same time as the other party finished saying the previous sentence, he immediately took the next sentence, not only the speed became faster and faster, but the tone became more and more excited.

The onlookers all widened their eyes and held their breath, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the two who were fully engaged. In the open meadow, except for a few subtle birdsongs in the distance, only the two of them could be heard reciting in a loud and loud voice.

Ren Yingze's body was tense, his heartbeat was like a drum, he was so nervous that a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, he stared intently at Gu Yunji's eyes, and spit out the next sentence word by word: "Regardless of the smoke and wind and rain, I will leave the hatred, the river, and the south!" ”

Feeling Ren Yingze's tight gaze, Gu Yunji's train of thought suddenly got stuck for a while, he went through all the poems he remembered in his mind, and finally remembered a sentence that he hadn't said, so he blurted out: "In September, Jiangnan flowers are closed, and Furong is in Zhongzhou." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's bodies were stunned, and the air seemed to freeze.

Someone whispered, "Which poet is this sentence the work of?" Why haven't I heard of it? Am I too lonely? ”

Others were also puzzled: "I haven't heard of it either." But since you can write such a good sentence, it shouldn't be obscure, right? ”

Listening to everyone's whispers, Gu Yunji secretly screamed in his heart. This is one of the four great talents of Jiangnan in the previous life, Wen Zhengming's poem. From the reactions of others, it can be seen that there is no such person in this era.

Gu Yunji had no choice but to cough lightly and explained: "This is the sentence I once saw in an anonymous poetry collection, the poet's name is Wen Bi. ”

Ren Yingze sneered: "Wenbi? How did I not know this person? It's still an anonymous collection of poems, and it doesn't sound substantiated at all. I'm afraid it's not your casual nonsense! ”

Su Qi glared angrily: "'September Jiangnan flowers are closed, and Hibiscus is in Zhongzhou', such a good sentence, can you give me a try?" ”

Ren Yingze was choked up and was about to refute, but saw Lu Xianzhi make a stop gesture: "Okay, okay, don't make any more noise, this sentence is no problem, go on." ”

The prefect had spoken, Ren Yingze didn't dare to continue pestering, and after glancing at Gu Yunji unwillingly, he then memorized the verses.

The more he went to the back, the fewer poems remained, and because he had just been interrupted, Gu Yunji's train of thought was already a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't remember what other poems he hadn't said for a while.

Seeing that the hourglass was about to drip out, Gu Yunji was helpless, so he could only say a sentence that he was not sure of: "Wu Nong is only old in the south of the Yangtze River, and the branches and branches in the snow are red early." ”

The crowd was silent again.

After a while, Lu Xianzhi said suspiciously: "This is also what you saw in that anonymous poetry collection?" ”

Gu Yunji stiffened his head and said, "Yes." The poet's name is Xu Mingxia. ”

It's just a rhetoric that has been used once, and now it's coming again. Hearing him say this, everyone looked incredulous. Lu Xianzhi didn't say anything, raised his chin and motioned to the two: "Go on." ”

After four or five rounds, Gu Yunji scored three times: "The moon is bright and the black magpie is faint in the south of the Yangtze River, and Xianglan Shen Zhi adds to the intestines." ”

This time, he didn't need others to ask, he said very consciously: "It's still the work in that poetry collection, and the author's name is ...... Historical preserved. ”

Again and again, Ren Yingze finally couldn't help it, and slammed the table: "Gu Yunji, are you fooling me?" What anonymous poetry collection can include so many works that I haven't heard of? Or is it just for you to see it? ”

The onlookers also whispered: "This is the third time, I don't believe that this is from what poetry collection Gu Yunji saw, I'm afraid it wasn't made by himself, right?" ”

"It's all said that this Flying Flower Order is a poem recitation, what is he doing with poetry? In order to compare Ren Yingze to him, so that he can be in the limelight? It's also too utilitarian. ”

"Not necessarily, I think Gu Yunji has always been very steady and modest, not like such a flamboyant person, it's really strange."

Zhao Feng, the scholar of the school, snorted coldly, and said to Xu Chengyu with a smile: "Xu Shanchang really accepted a good disciple, with quick thinking and a splendid chest. Lining my dull grandson is bleak. ”

Hearing this, Xu Chengyu glanced at Gu Yunji deeply and was silent.

It's over, now everyone thinks that I have premeditated and deliberately wanted to write poems in the link of memorizing poems, so as to show off my literary brilliance and compare Ren Yingze to Ren Yingze. Gu Yunji thought desperately.

After a long moment, he took a deep breath and hesitated, "Uh...... You see that there is such a big difference in the style of these poems, it is really not a poem written by me on the spot, I just can't think of anything else, so I ......"

"Okay, Gu Gongzi doesn't have to say it." Lu Xianzhi interrupted, "Young man, it's normal to be a little arrogant. The hourglass has been drained, the game is over, and Ren Gongzi did not answer the last sentence. Therefore, this time the Flying Flower Order, Gu Yunji of Luxi Academy wins! ”

No matter what the process is, the result is good anyway. Hearing this, the students of Luxi Academy immediately cheered.

"Senior Brother Gu, I didn't see it, you actually have research on poetry!"

"Don't say anything else, just take the three lines of the junior brother's poems, the battle is neat, the rhetoric is gorgeous, the charm is long, it is really a good poem! It should be passed down through the ages! ”

It's a masterpiece that has been passed down for a hundred years, can it be bad? Listening to the compliments of the people around him, Gu Yunji was not happy at all, so he had to pull a far-fetched smile at the corner of his mouth.

Regardless of whether Gu Yunji intended to show off his literary brilliance, Ren Yingze lost the game and lost face. After planting a heel in his hands twice in a row, Ren Yingze no longer had the courage to take the initiative to challenge, and after hating Gu Yunji from afar, he brushed his sleeves away.

Outside the crowd, Lu Xianzhi looked at Gu Yunji, who was embraced, and said meaningfully to Xu Chengyu beside him: "This Gu Yunji has such splendid literary thoughts at a young age, and he can be called a genius. However, there is still some impetuousness on his body, and he loves to be in the limelight, so Mr. Xu has to sharpen his life. ”

Xu Chengyu's expression was uncertain, and he said lightly: "What the adults said is that the old man will definitely teach him well." ”