"Hehehe, old horseman, do you have anything else to say now?"

Liu Yuanshan straightened his waist and sneered triumphantly at Li Xunzhou and the others with a victorious attitude.

"You, you old ghost Liu don't want to talk nonsense, I didn't say anything just now!"

Li Xunzhou has been in the officialdom for many years, if he doesn't have this mentality, then he might as well be a dog as the secretary of the Ministry of Industry.

In just a moment, he had already made a decision in his heart, that is, like Yao Chuan, it was a big deal that this old face was gone, and he couldn't make the other party proud.

"That's right, Brother Li and I didn't say the wrong thing just now, you old ghost Liu don't want to add oil and vinegar!"

Yuan Xiongtian also reacted quickly and echoed.

Liu Yuanshan was directly laughed at this time.

"Hahahaha! You old guys really don't have a face, who said that Brother Lin Xian was arrogant and ignorant and offended Zheng Guo's Shen Pingyang deserved to die? Why do you want to deny it again when you see that Brother Lin Xian is okay now, right? ”

Wei Wenshu also sneered lightly, "As a scholar of the six books, don't you even dare to admit what you say, not to mention that Brother Lin Xian is broad-minded, and he will not settle accounts with you old bones because of a few words, and you don't need to do this." ”

He had already made it clear.

This matter can be forgotten, and Lin Yanchen is probably too lazy to care, but the consequence is that they will not be able to have a relationship with Lin Yanchen in the future, and they will not be able to think about the good things in Lin Yanchen's hands anymore.

Li Xunzhou and the others naturally heard the meaning, and their faces were gloomy like water, but they had no choice but to continue to remain silent.

……

The flow of water continued, and the state of all the talents was almost adjusted, and they were eager to try.

The limelight was almost robbed by Lin Yanchen just now, no, it has already been robbed.

Now everyone has a common understanding in their hearts, don't compare it with the one surnamed Lin!

In addition, Lin Yanchen has just finished writing a quatrain for the ages, and that one is definitely his finale tonight, but the result was not used in the official competition of the poetry club, and it is naturally impossible to count according to the rules.

No matter how amazing it is, it is impossible to make an exception to tonight's position as a poet.

Therefore, many talented people and even great Confucians were happy to lose a strong competitor.

The next poetry meeting will be their home field!

It's also their turn to show their strength in front of others!

Who made Lin Yanchen not know how to restrain and threw all the good poems in front, which is a pity for the separation of the quality wall.

If these good poems are written by them, they must hold them all in one breath and release them one by one, so that the position of the poet leader will be nine out of ten!

"The wine glass will flow downstream, and it will be composed by the genius of the Ming Dynasty!"

As soon as the guard's voice fell, the eyes of the Ming Dazheng talents lit up, and it was finally their turn to compose poems!

After Lin Yanchen's torture before, they had already breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and now they can finally treat others in their own way!

"Let me do this! This time it will definitely make them lose face! ”

"No, this question is very important, if you let Da Ming make it, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of our Zheng and Jing countries, so you can't grasp it, let me come out!"

"Don't shout, do you know how to make questions? According to my observation, in the previous rounds of questions made by those Ming talents, nearly ninety percent are words, and throughout the history and the past and what Lin Yanchen did, they are especially good at words, and on the contrary, poetry has become a weakness, so we give the Ming a question, and only let them compose poems! And the title of the poem is as tricky and disgusting as Lin Yanchen's! ”

This blue-robed genius who looks honest should also have a grudge against Lin Yanchen, and at this time he took the initiative to stand up and analyze how to target Daming to everyone.

"Oh yes, why didn't I notice! That's what it looks like! ”

"Reasonable, reasonable, this brother is a great talent!"

"Yes, yes, I'll wait for revenge and rely on you!"

Everyone woke up like a dream and praised the talented man one after another.

Their attitude towards Lin Yanchen is complicated, but in short, if they can disgust Lin Yanchen, they will be very happy.

So under the expectations of the public, the talented man who came up with the idea was successfully elected as the author of the important task of the questioner, and came up with the next poem title for Daming.

The honest-looking genius also smiled shyly, arched his hand around, and said a few concessions before getting up.

"Ahem, many literati in the Ming Dynasty wrote words before, why don't you write a poem this time? We really want to see the level of poetry of the Ming Dynasty, so that we can be ashamed and move forward. ”

Everyone nodded in agreement, this kid is not bad, straight to the point, and directly limited the scope to poetry.

The form of words first originated in the Ming Dynasty, and the more regular poems originated in Da Zheng, from this point of view, it can already be seen that the Ming Dynasty is good at words, and poetry belongs to them Da Zheng is the best at.

As for Dajing, it can be selectively ignored.

Da Ming and Da Zheng basically did not regard Dajing as a competitor in poetry, after all, Dajing's Confucianism and literature are recognized as the bottom level of the Three Kingdoms.

Because the previous schedule is basically a chance for young talents to perform, those guests can't interject, and they have to watch in the face of such nature.

However, the Ming geniuses themselves frowned one by one.

Many of them prepare works that have been in the making for many years in advance, just to make a name for themselves at the Mid-Autumn Festival.

But most of the words they prepare are words, and the ones they usually taste and create the most are relatively words.

Now that it is confined to the form of poetry, isn't that clearly targeted?

But at this time, they can't say no, otherwise it will be tantamount to taking the initiative to admit that Da Ming can't write poetry!

Isn't this a slap in the face for yourself, and let the two countries pick up the cheap for nothing!

So no matter how unwilling they were, they had to agree to it.

It's a big deal that I won't do it, so there won't be so many people who can't write poetry, right?

Zheng Guo's honest-looking genius was not surprised to see this, so he continued to talk eloquently.

"Since you have no objections, then Xiaosheng will directly ask the question."

He paused and glanced at where Lin Yanchen was.

At this moment, Lin Yanchen had already changed into a new white Confucian robe and sat next to Changsun Yue, because the distance from the Weiyang River to the palace was not short, and Lin Yanchen was too lazy to bother, so he directly wore a Ming Confucian clothes and came back.

It is also white, and now he is wearing a Confucian robe, which is still different from the original long robe.

There is a little less of the spirit of the handsome son, but a little more gentle and elegant bookishness.

Nowadays, it seems that there are a few different styles.

"The question that Lord Lin asked before, Xiao Sheng thought it was excellent, but it was a pity that no one answered it, so it was better to ......"