After the poem was sung, the audience was in an uproar.

"Good poetry!" Someone stood up and applauded.

"There has never been a word for a month in the whole article, but the moon is written everywhere, such a masterpiece is really rare!"

"Famous teachers produce high apprentices, this is true!"

"Brother Lu Heng has taught a good apprentice!"

For a time, the entire poetry meeting was full of praise for Lu Junda.

When Zhu Ben heard this, he couldn't help muttering.

Pushed Li Changkong and asked in a low voice: "Lao Li, is his poem really so powerful?" ”

When Li Changkong heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Definitely! ”

"His poems, artistic conception and diction can be regarded as decent, and there are indeed some commendable points."

"But those present are either young talents or great Confucians, and they are not enough to cheer for such an article."

"If my expectations are good, most of them are selling Lu Heng's face."

"If you say that, then I'm relieved." The corners of Zhu Ben's mouth opened and he smiled.

"What are you going to do?" Li Changkong was a little surprised.

"Stand back, I'm going to start the pre-human manifestation!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Ben no longer had any restraint, stood up directly, and said: "What kind of noun masterpiece should I be, whoever thinks about it, it's just like that." ”

As soon as these words came out, the applause of the whole audience suddenly stopped.

Everyone looked at Zhu Ben and saw that it was Fang Cai's rude person, so they couldn't help frowning.

Lu Junda frowned even more, and scolded angrily: "Who are you? Why do I say that my poems are nothing more than that? ”

"Why? My poems are ten times better than yours, a hundred times better! ”

Hiss!

As soon as these words came out, there was another uproar.

The smile on the corner of Lu Heng's mouth disappeared, and he said in a low tone: "It's good that young people are a little arrogant, but don't be arrogant, there is no one in your eyes." ”

"Otherwise, I'm afraid it will hurt others and hurt myself."

Zhu Ben turned a deaf ear and said directly: "Give me time to write a poem, after I finish chanting, if you think your poem can beat me, then I will apologize to you on the spot." ”

"On the contrary, as you come up, go down as you go!"

"Today is a poetry meeting held by Her Royal Highness the Princess, a mere mediocre work, don't take it out again and be embarrassed."

Lu Junda was so angry that his face turned red, and he said angrily: "Then you come here, I want to see what kind of poem it is, giving you such courage!" ”

"Listen up!" Zhu Ben was not afraid, and directly opened his throat and said: "

Grape wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa immediately urge.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times! ”

Four sentences and twenty-eight words, just one poem, after chanting, Lu Junda, who was still angry, was silent at the moment.

A face turned even redder, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't hold back half a word.

Could it be that you really speak with a clear conscience and say that this poem is not good?

If this poem is not good, the one he wrote is really bullshit.

In addition, there are so many people present, which one is not a poet.

For the sake of the teacher's face, they may sell personal favors and tout a thing or two.

But if you want to reverse black and white, I'm afraid it's not so easy.

"Tell me, how about my poem?" Zhu Ben saw the red faces up and down the high platform, and immediately realized that Lao Li was still powerful!

A random poem is enough to beat these so-called young talents.

"Brother Huang, this person is quite literate, but he is too arrogant, which son is it?" Sitting on the platform, Princess Huaiqing asked Liu Yu.

Who would have thought that when Liu Yu heard it, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't speak.

As far as Zhu Ben's five big and three rough goods are concerned, he is still quite literate?

Bah!

If he is quite literate, then I am the reincarnation of Wenqu Xing!

It's just that Princess Huaiqing asked, and he, who is a younger brother, naturally didn't want to answer, so he had to say truthfully: "Zhu Ben is the prince of the Marquis Mansion of Yangcheng!" ”

Princess Huaiqing took in Liu Yu's face and nodded quietly.

If that's the case, I'm afraid I'm going to have some fun today.

On the high platform, Lu Junda was already so angry with Zhu Ben that he couldn't get off the stage, and he was so ashamed and angry that he couldn't wait to end himself on the spot.

But at the critical moment, Lu Heng made a move.

"This little friend's poems are really good, but... Isn't that a bit off-topic? ”

"Off topic?" When Zhu Ben heard this, a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart, and he was surprised: "What is off-topic?" ”

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and when the moon is full, it is natural to either take autumn or the moon as the theme."

"This poem is good, but it is inevitably a little inconsistent with today's theme."

"Since Zhu Gongzi is talented, it is better to make another song that fits the theme, so that I can open my eyes." In the depths of Lu Heng's eyes, there was a deep sarcasm.

You are a noble child, what level is it, can the big guy not know?

If you honestly be a shrunken head of the bastard, no, you have to jump out and pretend to be a toad disgusting, this is your fault.

In that case, the old man doesn't mind stripping the skin of your turtle.

Sure enough, when Zhu Ben heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and he hesitated for a long time before he squeezed out one or two words: "This poem pays attention to inspiration." ”

"Inspiration, you are all literati, and you know it, it is subtle and abnormal, and it doesn't just come by saying it."

"I am blessed to be able to compose this poem. If you want to make another poem about the moon in a short period of time, you can't do it. ”

Listening to Zhu Ben's serious defense, Lu Heng smiled: "Since Zhu Gongzi only has the ability to write a poem, can he tell the old man." ”

"Why do you want to write side poems, instead of writing Yongyue poems or Yongqiu poems that can answer the topic?"

"Well, you know, inspiration!"

When Lu Heng heard this, he smiled again: "My generation writes poetry, and it is indeed inspired. ”

"But can I ask Zhu Gongzi, can you tell me what was it at the poetry meeting held by Her Royal Highness the Princess's banquet that made you think of the side plug full of gunsmoke?"

"Could it be that the poetry club is not doing well? Not to Zhu Gongzi's taste? ”

"Or am I waiting here to eat and drink and talk rhetorically, ashamed of the soldiers stationed on the frontier?"

Zhu Ben is just reckless, but he is not stupid.

As soon as Lu Heng's words came out, it was to guide him to the opposite side of Princess Huaiqing, as long as he opened his mouth and answered, it would be over!

Immortals are hard to save!

But if you don't open your mouth, then don't you confirm that this poem was copied by yourself?

Zhu Ben was stunned for a while, whether he said it or not, he didn't say it, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Good guy, the appearance in front of people was not revealed, but it made people generalize.

Zhu Ben looked at Lu Heng with a hidden smile on the corner of his mouth, and his teeth itched with anger.

At this moment, many talents and poems in the audience have also seen the clues, and I am afraid that eighty percent of the previous poems were not written by this Zhu Gongzi.

But when these words are spoken, it is inevitable that there will be some injuries and will cause death.

So most people chose to watch from the wall, but Lu Junda smiled and asked: "Yongyue's poem can't be made, so the previous poem can't be copied by Zhu Gongzi, right?" ”