Although Qian Dahai is the host, it is indeed Zhu Neng who does the work.

Zhu Neng got up and looked at it twice, "Mr. Kong, please ask the question." ”

Partition~

Qian Dahai took a sip of tea, "This time it is untitled, free to compose poems, as long as it is novel, it can be presented, and the best one will be rewarded." ”

The faces of the talented people were full of excitement.

If you ask the question in advance and then do it on the spot, the difficulty is not ordinary.

But without that, it's much easier.

The big guys are all readers, who doesn't write poetry on weekdays, and who doesn't have ink in their stomachs.

"Good!"

The two old men smiled and nodded.

Once a poem has a title, it is fixed, and it is even more difficult to come up with a good work.

This time, there are fewer talents, so it's okay to relax the requirements.

"Uh-huh."

Mu Shaoyou nodded indifferently.

It's nothing if he can't come up with a question or anything, and it's not him who writes poetry anyway.

But if he sells something at the poetry meeting, he will inevitably be bombarded, saying that he insults the words.

We had to figure out a way to do it.

The other judges also nodded, and Zhu Neng, the state capital, also nodded slightly.

At this time, Wang Badan stood up, "Lord Zhoufu, I'm just saying my opinion, every year's poems are titled, this is the ancestral system of the founding of the country, Mr. Kong, can he change it?" ”

Mu Shaoyou couldn't help frowning.

When the country was founded, the Great Cadres ruled the world with the word "filial piety" and respected the rules set by their ancestors very much.

The rules of the ancestors, even the royal family did not dare to change them, let alone his old Mr. Kong.

And this poetry club is not a royal ancestral system, so it is a bit far-fetched to say so.

But if you get it together, if you don't handle it well, it will cause a big disaster.

This is the struggle between the literati, the mouth is a poisonous tongue, and the killing is not used with weapons.

Qian Dahai, who had never cared, also raised his eyes at this moment.

Nation.

Deng Weiwei knocked on the table suddenly, "Wang Badan, untitled is questioned, everyone just doesn't want to imprison talents, let you play freely, so that you can write better trials, you actually wear hats indiscriminately, and your heart can be killed." ”

Wang Badan was unmoved, and continued to sneer, "Then I want to ask even more, why is Mr. Lao Kong like this, we are all talented champions, and now we are composing poems here, he actually let a scholar be a judge, where do I wait, don't talk about any outline, what Mr. Shaoyou, I don't believe that this is a scholar who can write it." ”

Woohoo.

Everyone's eyes converged on Mu Shaoyou's body.

Lan Lan fanned her fan and looked at it with a smile.

And Zhao Liang played with the wrench in his hand, without any expression on his face, just focused on Huang Ximeng's body.

Mu Shaoyou smiled lightly, "Yes, of course the pig doesn't believe it." ”

Hahaha.

Qian Dahai laughed directly and drank tea.

Mr. Wu Tian and Mr. Wutong toasted and laughed.

This brother is a bit interesting, no wonder no one is in the capital, but he can cause an uproar in the Inner Imperial Palace.

Some of the talented people want to laugh, and some have gloomy faces.

Everyone is a reader, who can't hear that this is scolding.

"Don't be quick to talk about these useless words, if those words and sentences are really made by you, you must have a little ink."

Wang Badan gritted his teeth, "Then ask the state capital to come up with a question, we talented people compose poems, and you also write a poem to prove that Mr. Kong is not cheating, if you can't do it..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Shaoyou directly waved his hand and interrupted, "You said it, don't you just want me to compose poetry, you said it earlier, why are you saying that these are so useless, let's get out of the question." ”

I was thinking about how to sell my waist sword just now, and now I happen to have a good enemy sent to the door, thank you so much.

"Uh..."

Such a crisp and urgent look immediately stunned all the talents present.

Huang Ximeng also bowed his head slightly, and he was extremely confident in his son.

But when it comes to composing poetry, she really doesn't have any confidence at all.

Poetry belongs to literary talents, belongs to talent, and can be discovered at once.

If it was a child's meeting, it would have been carried forward a long time ago.

Seeing that all this was going according to plan, Wang Badan sneered in his heart, and then showed a righteous look on his face, "For the sake of fairness, we ask the state capital to come up with the question, and everyone will compose a poem together!" ”

Mu Shaoyou waved his hand indifferently, "Whatever." ”

Zhu Neng, the state capital, stood up, "You are all talented people of Daqian, one step before you go is to enter the court as an official, and then you will serve the court, now that foreign enemies are peeping, the court is difficult to step, I am waiting to eat the food of Daqian, and I want to share the worries for Your Majesty, and today I will take the theme of sharing the worries of the court." ”

The talented people frowned.

is really worthy of being the lord of the state capital, and he did not forget to pat the court's sycophants at the poetry meeting.

This kind of poetry is the hardest thing to do.

If you don't do it well, it's easy to be scolded as a sycophant, you lose your backbone, and your writing is too hard, and the court will inevitably give you small shoes to wear, anyway, it's a dilemma.

Wang Badan pondered the surface, but laughed in his heart.

He had already made this poem, planned it in advance, and after questioning Qian Dahai first, he asked Zhu Neng to come up with the question.

As long as Zhu Neng's title is bought, he can become the protagonist in this poetry meeting.

But I can't say it yet, or it looks like I've prepared in advance.

"Do you want to share the worries of the court?"

Mu Shaoyou muttered, stood up with a sad face, and then walked to the lake.

Inside the manor, for some reason, it suddenly rained, and the ground became wet.

The weather was grey and the atmosphere became oppressive.

On the judges' seats, on the futon fan, some talented people looked at Mu Shaoyou, and some looked at the talented people.

Halfway through a stick of incense, Wang Badan glanced at it with disdain, and was ready to take out the poems made in advance.

Immediately, I can leave this piece of armor that is dead and killed, and I will lose the face of Mr. Kong, I want to see who dares to touch the foundation of the Wang family.

Wang Badan stepped forward with his fists clenched, "Lord of the State Government, judges, the kid has..."

Pola.

Mu Shaoyou slapped his hand on the railing, and the sound resounded throughout the village.

Those who were still thinking about it were taken aback.

Wang Badan, who was about to enter the poem, was furious, "What are you doing on a horse." ”

Mu Shaoyou ignored it, raised his head slightly, his eyes were full of sadness, "The gold is wrong and the white jade is outfit, and the light shines through the window at night." ”

Woohoo.

The audience fell silent in an instant, this is the beginning of the poem, the spirit is endless, and the pattern is huge.

Although it has not yet entered the topic, many people are restless in their hearts.

Wang Badan looked disdainful, "What if you have momentum, you haven't entered the question yet, look at me..."

Pola.

Mu Shaoyou slapped again, and continued to stay sad Abba Abba said: "My husband has not made fifty achievements, and he is independent of the eight wildernesses." ”

Bang.

Thunder instantly sounded in the sky, and the pot exploded in an instant.