Gusu Fuwen just sat down here, and among the students over there, Kou Naiwen also stood up and opened his mouth to say;

"Shuang Kai Sanqin land, Fanghua Tian at the beginning of the dynasty. After the foundation is laid, the banquet is more than money.

Lamei is angry, and the white and red are soothing. Calmly will be a heron, Yanman plays arowana.

Joyful air flow clouds, joy and joy. The grace of God will be rewarded, please write the book. ”

Kou Naiwen is worthy of being a disciple of the great Confucian Zhu Xi, so, a poem is divided into three folds, first saying that the land of Sanqin is the land of the Shenwu Dynasty, and then saying what he saw in the garden today, and finally saying that the world is healthy and healthy, and it is natural that it is the kindness of the saints.

Between the folds, he also said his ambitions, and praised Emperor Shenwu of the current dynasty, such a elevation, such a level higher than the talented Gusu Fuwen, in such a short period of time, it is extremely difficult to write such a poem.

Jiang Ning couldn't help but nod when he heard it, some poems in his previous life seem to really exist, but there is a certain deviation on the author's side, this poem is already the best work at present, if it is not bad as expected, these two poems by Gusu Fuwen and Kou Naiwen are both of the highest quality.

Half an hour has passed, and many talents have given up, not because they can't do it, but because they can't compare with the previous few people, but when they read it, they admit that their skills are not as good as others, and they are no different from being embarrassed, so they just give up.

Xia Junsheng stood up suddenly, attracting everyone's attention, not only because of his special status, but also because he was a model for students all over the world, and many students had a great impression of him.

"The feather arrows on his waist have withered for a long time, and Taixi Yan Ran has not been inscribed.

The champion is still in the desert, how can you cry the water alliance.

A body to serve the country and ten thousand deaths, and the dead wood will make contributions in the spring.

Remember the river and lake boat place, lying down and hearing the new geese falling cold. ”

Xia Junsheng saluted, and then sat down.

"Good poetry ......" behind someone stood up and clapped their hands, more and more people began to applaud, this poem, can be described as inspiring, said a lot of people dare not say the words, and that sentence "remember the river and lake boat, lying down to hear the new goose falling cold." "It is to put life and death out of the way and promise the country with his body.

As a prince, he can have such determination, whether it is a talented man or Zhu Xi, it is all for his purpose.

Xia Junsheng didn't look at anyone, but looked at Gu Surou, Gu Surou's face was slightly red, although it was not obvious under the candlelight, but she knew it in her heart.

"Shang" Zhu Xi blurted out, his evaluation is also a grade higher than that of Gusu Fuwen, not surprisingly, this should be the first among the top three.

Everyone present cast approving glances, after Xia Junsheng, even if there are good poems, no one will get up, they will only hand over their works to Yang Qi, and then submit them to Zhu Xi after he reviews them, if he can't even pass this level, then there is no need for Zhu Xi to see it.

Liu Rushi, Xing Qianyue, Su Han, Geng Libin and others also chose to hand in directly, and the poems of several people were also presented by Yang Qi to several adults and Zhu Xi.

"I heard that the number one talent in Jiangnan is also present today, why don't you see anyone? Have you ever turned in a poem? The person behind Jiang Ning said slowly, obviously recognizing Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning frowned, and secretly scolded in his heart: "What a fucking bad luck ......"

still chose to swallow his anger.

"Hehe, it seems that it's in vain, what a bullshit Jiangnan No. 1 talent, I'm afraid I stole someone's poems, and now I'm writing poems on the spot, I'm afraid of revealing the fox's tail, and I'll be a thousand-year-old turtle......"

"Hahaha......"

Immediately, there was a burst of laughter, only Kou Naiwen didn't move, frowned, and closed his eyes, this person is purely looking for trouble.

At that time, there were 100 poems a day, although there were many good sentences, but there were not many that could reach the height of "Queqiao Immortal" and "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", but the sense of wanton freedom was full of it, how could Kou Naiwen, as a personal experiencer of that day, not know this sense of oppression?

Jiang Ning didn't know why someone was staring at him, but at the moment he didn't want to come forward, he smiled, took a sip of wine, and didn't make the slightest movement, even if some people had already recognized him.

As more people's eyes came, they found out how beautiful and moving the two female dependents sitting left and right in Jiang Ning were, and some people recognized Liu Sisi's identity, and couldn't help but exclaim, but this sound made Liu Sisi fall into an extremely embarrassing situation.

And whether it was Zhu Xi on the stage, the two princes, and even those poor students and college students, they all looked sideways, causing a lot of sensation for a while.

"Hehe, Jiang Ning is right, it's just a matter of selling fame and reputation, who knows if this official position from Sanpin is a ...... by his side"

"I think it's about the same, how can he be virtuous? Hehe, until now, not a single poem has been made, but this wine has been drunk a lot......"

"It may be that the donkey skills are exhausted......"

"Well, then we can compete with it...... Look at what Miss Liu means......"

"Quiet ......" Yang Qi stood on the stage, watching many students be so rude to a woman, there was really some atmosphere, but when he saw Liu Sisi's appearance, most of this energy was removed, and if it was her, I am afraid he would also be moved, because the person in front of him was the drunken Yuxuan Oiran who was hard to find a few years ago, and compared with today's Qinglou Chu Pavilion woman, no, compared with Mu Wanping of Rouge Building, it is better.

If Gusu Mu under the stage is a lotus flower that comes out of the mud and is not stained, then the current Liu Sisi is a narcissus drinking alone under the moon, gentle but not losing charm, beautiful but not too whitewashed, elegant with a little melancholy, beautiful eyes with some sadness.

Liu Sisi saw that the focus of the audience shifted to her, and unhurriedly poured a glass of wine with Jiang Ning and served it.

Jiang Ning took the wine glass, drank it all, and then listened to Yang Qi and said, "It's almost time, do you have any new poems?" ”

Jiang Ning raised his eyes, but when he saw the two princes, he couldn't help but look this way, of course, it couldn't be looking at him, but looking at Liu Sisi.

No one on the field answered, Jiang Ning realized that if he didn't do something, his forbearance would become a serious weakness for others to bully, a prince, especially the prince who may become the next emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, if you want to kill him, just find a reason, no one will offend the prince because of him, even if he is the right minister.

"Disaster ......"

These were the words that came to Jiang Ning's mind at this moment.

"Jiang Ning, right, I heard that you are absolutely right about the teacher, since today's poetry meeting is here, I will not let go of a poem, and let us have a glimpse of the demeanor of the first talent in the south of the Yangtze River, teacher, what do you think?"

In Kou Naiwen's expectation or disappointment, Yang Qi still asked this sentence, and by the way, he threw the pot to his teacher, Zhu Xi.