On the one hand, there are great Confucian disciples from the capital, on the other hand, there is the century-old Donglin Academy, there is Cheng Lixin, the long-famous dean, and Wang Shi, an absolute newcomer, there are three debates in front of the palace, Qi Yunmeng, who soared into the sky, and Jiangning Jiang Zichuan, the first talent in Hangzhou, who wrote two shocking words.

Lu Yutong sat on the stage and looked at these people in front of him, all of them were the pillars of the Great Xia Dynasty, no matter which side took advantage, they were all rare talents in the Great Xia Dynasty, and the more fierce the battle, the better, if he really recited a few poems alone, it would be really boring.

"Childe sits down first, the flower tea in the Hibiscus Garden has a different taste, and Childe can also taste it first." Lu Yutong changed his words, and asked Kou Naiwen to sit down, but the direction of his finger was on the stage, opposite Xia Silu.

"Serve the tea ......" Yunshuang clapped her hands, and the maid who was already waiting at the door came in with a tea tray and fruit in turn, and put the tea and snacks on each table.

Before all the maids retreated, they saw one of them stand up and arch his hand to Kou Naiwen: "I have heard the reputation of the prince for a long time, and in He Yun of the Lower East Forest Society, I have a question I want to ask for advice or two, and I hope that the prince will not hesitate to give advice." ”

Kou Naiwen hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, and raised his hand: "Please advise." ”

But seeing that He Wen frowned slightly: "Today, when I was admitted to the hospital, I saw the scenery of this Furong Garden, which is very beautiful, but I am only shallow in learning, and it is difficult to wait for Chinese in my belly, throwing bricks and attracting jade, I want to ask Gongzi to compose a poem, how?" ”

Kou Naiwen smiled slightly, and said unhurriedly: "Please." ”

This He Yun has obviously thought of the poem, this time it is to ask Kou Naiwen to play on the spot, if it can be made, it is difficult to ensure the quality in such a short period of time, if it is also a limerick, it will damage the reputation of the third prince, and this first round of poetry will be a disadvantage.

He Yun frowned, pondered for a moment, and paced:

"Autumn tour of Hibiscus Garden, slanting sun boats on both sides of the strait.

Seeing Feihong travel, it is difficult to stay in the world. ”

He Yun did it in one go, not to mention how this poem has been, but has written a rough idea of today's events, today's trip to Furong Garden, boats on both sides of the river are non-stop, Feihong is flying in the sky in the distance, as if swimming on the water, but I know that I will not stay, I will go to the south for the winter, the battle is neat, the rhyme is clear, if it is a poem that I just thought of, it can be regarded as a passing work.

"Yes, yes, Brother He's ability to play on the spot has become more and more powerful, and he has written this kind of poem in such a short period of time." Yu Liang took a bite of the snack and said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, before Yu Liang's words landed, he saw Kou Naiwen walk out of the back of the case in two steps, went straight down, frowned slightly, and after seventeen steps, he walked in front of He Yun, his eyebrows were still stretched, and he said:

"The hibiscus between the golden chrysanthemums, the autumn mood is not sluggish.

Waterfront courtyard with jade drink. ”

As soon as this poem came out, from the first sentence it steadily pressed He Yun's head, golden chrysanthemum and hibiscus, it is the plants in the hibiscus garden, it is precisely because of the competition between the two that there is no sense of depression in late autumn. Even at this moment, everyone is sitting in the restaurant with red sleeves, just by imagining, it seems to be immersive.

He Yun dictated again, but he could only shake his head, the previous trace of joy was also completely shattered after these seventeen steps, it is unknown whether he prepared in advance, but the Kou Naiwen in front of him was really written in seventeen steps, whether in terms of quality, time or artistic conception, he won steadily.

"Concession...... Kou Naiwen looked around, obviously waiting for the person below to speak, and after a while, he walked back to his seat.

For a long time, no one said the next poem, except for a few teachers and deans, no one was able to create a poem that exceeded such an artistic conception in such a short time.

Everyone turned their attention to Kong Chengyun, because his five-character quatrain was the best among young people.

Kong Chengyun was frowning at the moment, and when he felt everyone's gaze, he slowly got up, walked out, and walked slowly towards the middle.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Kong Chengyun who came out, no matter whether they won or lost, they couldn't lose the face of Donglin Academy, Qiao Wenyun and Nie Wenxing glanced at each other, and finally showed a little relieved smile, both of them knew that Kou Naiwen raised this height too high, even if the two of them made a poem in a short period of time, it can only be compared with this one, and it is really difficult to win.

Jiang Ning was casual and took it to heart, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, Zhao Pengcheng on the side gradually eased his brows, he already had an answer, but he couldn't answer, because he had merit and fame, and he couldn't compare it with these talented people.

Liu Sisi said softly: "This third son, the best thing is not five words and seven words, but couplets and words, if you give him a little more time, it will not be such a poem." ”

Qi Yunmeng smiled slightly: "That's natural, Zhu Xi's side is far from being comparable, Kong Chengyun is the best at five words, I hope he can write good poems." ”

"The situation is not very good...... Liu Sisi nervously looked at the atmosphere around him, the autumn breeze was slightly blowing, the sun was shining, and there was no coolness in autumn.

Kou Naiwen drank all the tea in the teacup, and finally it was time for a cup of tea.

Kong Chengyun finally stopped shaking his head, shook his right hand, and said:

"The pear blossom is the first to bring the moon, and the begonia is half spring.

The cold is light and warm, and the clouds are twilight. ”

Jiang Ning frowned, this is an excerpt from the Song Ci, but he didn't think about it, but it came out of Kong Chengyun's mouth, and he couldn't help but smile dumbly, and shook his head slightly.

Pear blossoms bring the moon into autumn, begonias bloom half with spring, one autumn and one spring, corresponding to when, autumn is slightly cold, but it leaks out the warmth of spring, just like this weather, cloudy and sunny clouds and twilight are half, from the four seasons to pick out two seasons, leading to the meaning of cold and warm, although it has little to do with this poetry meeting, but it is also a masterpiece, not to mention that it is only a tea time.

"Good poetry, good poetry...... Guang Anjun clapped his hands and got up: "Brother Kong's five-word quatrain is really powerful, when I see it today, I am ashamed of myself, I am ashamed of my ......."

"Where, where to offer ugliness and ...... ugly" Kong Chengyun breathed a sigh of relief, for this poem, it can be regarded as satisfied, although it can't beat Kou Naiwen's, but it can be regarded as an equal share, he didn't fall behind, and immediately returned the salute and returned to his seat.

But I saw Guang Anjun and said: "Five words, seven words to discipline yourself, in Xia Guang Anjun, I just thought of a seven-word poem, and I always feel a little inappropriate over and over again, I don't know if the son can not hesitate to teach?" ”

Kou Naiwen smiled: "But it doesn't hurt to talk about it. ”

At this moment, Kou Naiwen no longer has the modesty he used to have, he has already seen that what is sitting in the audience is about to use the wheel to fight, but he is not afraid, what he has learned in the past three years is more confident than the ten years of talent of these people.

Guang Anjun smiled slightly and walked out of the table:

"It is relatively wounded, and the moonset wind is high.

It seems that the Jade Emperor has fallen and is still wearing a white frost robe. ”