It was close to night, and the bustle in Banyan City was gradually reaching its peak.

Along the way, there were countless lively fires shaking outside the carriage, and when the curtain was lifted and looked out, even on the quiet road on weekdays, it was very lively at this time.

When passing by the market, I saw a crowd of people on the road ahead.

"It's so lively at night!" Liu Mo sighed, "After crossing over, I was busy every day, and I had no time to take care of it, but it's a pity, it's a pity!" ”

Originally, it only took a stick of incense to travel, but in the end, it took half an hour.

The destination is Changqing Garden, the most famous garden in Banyan City.

Changqing Garden is a garden with exquisite layout and ancient charm, with various mountains and rocks, waterways, corridors and pavilions, and lanterns painted with lantern riddles in the middle.

"Lord Liu, Lord Liu is here!" As soon as Liu Mo appeared, someone shouted: "Play music, play music!" ”

As the music sounded, the poetry meeting also went straight to the climax.

"Headache, such a big movement!"

"Brother Liu Xian, you're finally here!" He Ruda got up to greet him.

"Low-key, how many times have I reminded you, low-key!" Liu Mo complained.

"It's very low-key! Otherwise, I'm afraid that there will be countless talented people who will welcome them. ”

Liu Mo smiled bitterly, "Okay, okay, don't say it." ”

Under the guidance of He Ruda, Liu Mo walked into the garden for a banquet.

The seats of the banquet are also very particular, the Qinglou singing music is on one side, the students are on the side, and the well-known and well-known old man is on the other, and He Ruda and Liu Mo are in the center, showing their identity.

There is no special stage to build, but the occasional singing and dancing performance in the garden is indeed very natural, and He Ruda must have put a lot of thought into it.

Then, the notes were passed around in the hands of the people, and the singer's light voice was singing tonight's excellent poems.

The atmosphere of the Rongcheng Poetry Club is relatively more serious than last year's Jiang Lin Poetry Club, but under He Ruda's arrangement, various performances can still make the atmosphere lively and elegant.

Naturally, there are also lantern riddles, performances, moon viewing and other links at the poetry meeting, but Liu Mo has no heart to pay attention.

A masterpiece of the talented man of Rongcheng was sent to Liu Mo, which made his scalp numb.

Sneaking a few glances at He Ruda and the other judges, they got up from time to time to evaluate with everyone, and then stroked their beards and smiled.

Not only that, but when they encounter a very good poem or have other opinions, some people will get up and recite it and discuss it with everyone. Then walked up to Liu Mo, hoping that Liu Mo, a talented man, would make a comment.

Once or twice, fortunately, Liu Mo could read the poem calmly, and then turned his head and asked He Ruda, "Lord He, what do you think!" ”

Wait until He Ruda finishes his evaluation, and come to a sentence, the hero sees the same thing.

But after five or six times in a row, He Ruda reacted, and without waiting for Liu Mo to speak, he directly interrupted, "Brother Liu Xian, you comment first!" ”

Which way the gods will help me!

Liu Mo closed his eyes and frantically recalled the sentences on the earth that commented on poetry on the Internet.

There is, it doesn't matter if the is suitable or not.

"This poem uses image depiction techniques to outline a kind of atmosphere of the bright moon in the sky, thousands of miles of relatives, and lonely and far away, which contrasts with the idea of independence and the myths and legends of the past, which can be said to be a rare masterpiece!"

As soon as the words fell, He Ruda and the judges were dumbfounded.

"What's wrong?" Liu Mo only felt a chill down his spine.

"Good, good review!" One of the young scholars shouted.

"What a finishing touch!" Another judge also praised it again and again.

Damn, so blunt!

Is it a slap on my ass, or is it really so good!

Looking at He Ruda again, one mouth opened two wide, and he leaned into Liu Mo's ear, "Brother Liu Xian, the 'Water Tune Song Head' you made in Jianglin Mansion last year was really bought, right?" The poem isn't bad, but..."

Good guys, it looks like it's an oolong!

Liu Mo looked embarrassed and pretended to be the end. "My personal appreciation is different, and my official thinks it's pretty good!"

He Ruda smiled directly, "There are insights!" This word is indeed wonderful, brilliant, and far-reaching! ”

Ah, how does this feel a bit like the feeling of a young lady surnamed Meng on the earth commenting on a powerful old singer surnamed Zhou.

It was also in such an atmosphere that another poem was sent.

He Ruda stretched out his hand and took the notepaper, read it first, and nodded slowly. A moment later, when I looked at it again, I seemed to notice something, and blinked suspiciously, "Huh? Voice.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother Liu Xian, come and see."

He handed over the noteboard, and Liu Moding looked at it, and the book in the lower left of the notepaper was signed, and a few words were written.

Zhou Mansion.

Zhou Zhushan.

He Ruda was stunned, then glanced at Liu Mo, and after a while, laughed again.

"I almost forgot about this birdman!"

Liu Mo sneered, and then made a very reasonable comment, "Bullshit, garbage, I want to vomit after one more look!" ”

This remark directly made He Ru can't be rectified, and the rest of the judges are even more incredible.

Why, because although Zhou Zhushan's character is extremely poor, but... His writing is really strong!

"Lord Liu, isn't it?" One of the judges replied apprehensively. This word is on the film, looking at the moon, both with Yixing and strong thoughts, high and confused, but also down-to-earth, with elegance and elegance. There is a similar kind of essence, energy, and spirit that is concentrated in it..."

Liu Mo didn't wait for him to finish, and directly interrupted, "The official has already said that personal appreciation is different, and you think it is elegant and elegant." But Ben-sama thinks this poem is a piece of. ”

Ye hated Zhou Zhushan in his heart, and he didn't kill him, but he was completely thinking that Mrs. Zhou was alive.

One day, after a hundred years, the old lady will be the first to kill him!

"This..."The judge was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, how could he offend the No. 1 person in Rongcheng!

"This poem, at first glance, I think it's good, but if you look closely, it's really full of loopholes and bullshit!" Another judge hurriedly spoke out to round the field, "Brother Li, you taste it carefully, isn't it..."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!" The judge surnamed Li hurriedly cursed, "What autumn equinox stops overnight, the gloom is the most crystalline, and the morning chicken can't be heard.... It's ghosts and ghosts, it's messy, it's unsightly, and it's worthless.

What kind of bullshit poem is this, it's simply insulting to the name of a reader! ”

This person can't wait to use up what he has learned all his life and belittle Zhou Zhushan's poems. In his opinion, maybe this can calm Liu Mo's anger.

Hearing what the surname Li said, everyone present began to speak out against him.

Good guys, this is the ancient version of "referring to the deer as a horse"?

It feels so comfortable to have power in your hands!

"Ahem, ahem! Can the person who wrote this poem be famous? Liu Mo asked.

"Lord Hui, this person has been lifted!"

Tsk, this stupid lack is actually overdone?

Hearing this answer, Liu Mo's face became very ugly.

But what he never expected was that before he could speak, he heard someone say; "This person's fame is fake, right? This kind of bullshit poetry can also be lifted? ”

"That's right, he can be lifted, can't he be the champion below?"

"Lord He, you have to check carefully, don't let this kid ruin the reputation of my Rongcheng students!"

Hah, these sycophants are enough.

I finally know why high-ranking officials with heavy hands are so easy to inflate, so comfortable.