And Lin Yanchen had been clasping his arms with his hands just now, thinking with his eyes closed on the surface, but in fact, he was squinting for a while, accumulating energy for Concubine Zhang Guifei tonight.

For want to poetry? I'm sorry, but the small Chinese poetry library is there, and he is too lazy to pretend.

"Brother Yan Chen, since the time has come, let's sacrifice the ugliness first!"

Zhou Yuanming has two purposes, one is to can't wait for everyone to feel his poetry and talent.

Second, it is to create psychological pressure on Lin Yanchen and try to affect his performance.

Lin Yanchen was silent, these ancients had too many rules and talked about it, he didn't like it very much.

However, the costume girls here are all extremely distinctive......

"The beauty has new makeup and Lihua, and the red Luo shirt is thin and green.

Yuyan may not be able to pour the country, and a fragrant soul will chase the twilight. ”

Zhou Yuanming arched his hand in front of him, and then chanted out the quatrain that he had been brewing for many years.

Although everyone was shocked when they heard this, with a few of Lin Yanchen's pearls and jades in front of them, the masterpieces on the armor at this time seemed to be unusual.

But if there is a great Confucian present, he will definitely faint with excitement.

Throughout thousands of years, there are no more than 100 songs.

There are four songs tonight!

This Cloud Smoke Pavilion must have been empowered by purple qi, and the literary spirit is booming!

In the future, it will definitely become a place that all literati students yearn for!

"I used to just look at Lin Caizi, but now that Zhou Caizi has published a poem, it reminds me that there are not only Ming literati here!"

"Yes, listening to this poem, I admire Brother Yuan Ming's poetic talent, this poem is not inferior to Lin Caizi's "Cloud Goose Tower", and even surpasses!"

"Then isn't this Zhou Caizi's victory already decided, how can Lin Caizi make a nail with the theme of 'woman'? Even if it is made on the first, how does it compare with this poem? ”

"Alas...... It's a pity, Lin Caizi could have won, but he was a little arrogant, and now he ......"

Some people admire, some people change their opinions, and some people sigh for a long time and feel pity.

The eldest grandson Shen had deep eyes and waited for Lin Yanchen to perform.

Compared with Changsun Yi, the city government is a little shallower, and the palm of the jade hand that is clenched is already sweating nervously.

It was really Zhou Yuanming's poem that completely exceeded her expectations.

"This week Yuanming is planning to give up the Poetry of Tomorrow, this should be the finale poem that he has been brewing for many years, although it is not unjust to lose to this poem. But Lin Yanchen, this kid, could have won at the beginning, but he had to do a lot of things, and now "Xuanyin Nine Turns" has no chance! ”

The more the eldest grandson Yi thought about it, the more angry he became, and even planned to squeeze Lin Yanchen dry tonight as a punishment.

And the group of teachers and dancers were full of resentment on their faces at this time.

"This week Yuanming is too despicable, our Lin Lang fell for his tricks!"

"Alas...... It's a pity, Lin Lang is still too kind. ”

"It's okay, I'll let Lin Lang take a good look at the woman another day, and he will definitely be able to make a great poem!"

……

Lin Yanchen didn't know that he had already invisibly added a group of fan girls, just like chasing stars and calling idol husbands in his previous life, one by one Lin Lang.

And these fan sisters are not those illiterate little sisters, they are much more open than ordinary women from good families.

Not only is the content of the chat large, but even the ability to accept and learn is far ahead......

Under the unanimous disapproval of everyone, Lin Yanchen's face was indifferent, and his eyebrows were like a spring breeze, showing casualness and ease.

"Eh, why didn't this Lin Caizi see a trace of panic? Could it be that he really made a good poem? ”

"Heh, I think I know that I can't win, so I'm going to give up directly."

Lin Yanchen didn't care much about other people's opinions.

Lose? He never thought about it.

At most, hesitating to use which poem is appropriate.

Originally, he wanted to crush Zhou Yuanming with Li Taibai's Qingping tune, but the sentence "The clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon" is too explosive.

It's just a wine banquet, and releasing such eternal quatrains that are higher than the famous sentences of the ages is simply a knife for killing insects.

After thinking about it, he finally picked out Li Qingzhao's middle-aged widow's work, which coincided with this proposition.

"The wind is gone, and the flowers are gone, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night."

Everyone finally waited for Lin Yanchen to speak, and they all listened attentively.

Dugu Mo bowed his head slightly, "Lin Caizi is going to write lyrics again, the first half of the sentence is very meaningful, but the second half of the sentence is so strange." ”

"Things are people, and everything is resting, and tears flow first if you want to speak."

Hiss –

As soon as this sentence came out, there was a clear gasp in the field.

"I said why is it so weird in front, now it seems that this Lin Caizi is a woman from the perspective of this poem, wonderful!"

"I used to think that Lin Caizi couldn't make this question, but now I think about it a lot, just these two sentences are delicate and fascinating, which is really admirable!"

"This poem has the posture of a jia! It's just that compared with Zhou Caizi, it depends on how the second half is. ”

At this time, Zhou Yuanming kept soaking cold sweat on his forehead, and his hands were dead.

He really didn't expect Lin Yanchen to be able to do this, if he continued like this, he would really lose!

But at this moment, there are so many people present to witness, and there is a top master like Changsun Shen in charge, he can't make any small moves.

can only pray to Lin Yanchen in the second half of the tiger.

"I heard that Sungai Spring is still good, and I also plan to go on a light boat."

"I'm only afraid of the Shuangxi boat, and I can't carry it—a lot of sorrow."

After reading two sentences, Lin Yanchen once again became a poem in seven steps.

He chuckled lightly and turned to look at Zhou Yuanming, "Zhou Caizi, what do you think?" ”

Zhou Yuanming's face was complicated at this time, but the most was remorse, why did he take out "Xuanyin Nine Turns" as a lottery head?

Why do you think you can beat Lin Yanchen in the field of poetry? Why do you think that propositional poems can outperform each other?

He was unwilling, and he remorseed.

But there is nothing to be done.

"Brother Yan Chen, there is not half a sentence in your poem that describes a woman, deviating from the proposition, according to the rules, you are losing."

Zhou Yuanming relieved himself and suddenly understood this, like a drowning man, he suddenly grabbed the life-saving straw.

Lin Yanchen sneered when he heard this, and before he could speak, a white-robed literati stood up to refute.

"Didn't Zhou Caizi dare not admit it if he lost? The discerning people present can see that the poem you made is very stacked with rhetoric, but the artistic conception is a little old and spicy, I am afraid that Yao Chuan Confucianism has not been less instructive. ”

"Besides, the women you write about start from their appearance, and they have no bright spots. And Lin Caizi's poem is really amazing, it is actually a whole poem made from a woman's perspective, using the scene of twilight spring to write the deep depression and sorrow in the woman's heart. ”

"The whole word is long and three sighs, and there is the beauty of words and meanings. Just by looking at the writing, you can feel Lin Caizi's ability to refine words and make sentences, and just the sentence "the wind is going to the dust and the fragrant flowers are exhausted" has reached the state. From this, it is clear which is higher and which is lower, at a glance! ”

As soon as these words fell, the scene exploded.