Yan Yuning took the lead in putting down the pen and paper, looked at the poem she had written with satisfaction, and handed it to the palace people in charge, who presented it.

After the three Confucians saw it, they were even more satisfied and amazed, and exclaimed, "'The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year'." This poem seems to be a prophecy, and the name of the talented woman is well deserved. ”

"Anyone can write this well, or score a win." Statements were made.

"So who's better?" Someone has questions.

Only You Jingyu put down the pen and paper when the time was about to end, and she saw that there was no panic in her expression, and she calmly and elegantly gave the finished poem to the palace people.

He stood still and waited for the result.

After the three great Confucians saw it, they all showed a look of disbelief, "It's really a swan song for the ages!" ”

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"The Jin Se is also a vessel, its strings are fifty, its pillars are like, and its sound is suitable, resentful, clear, and harmonious." Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies', suitable also;'Wangdi Chun's heart trusts the cuckoo', resentment also;'Canghai Moon Pearl has tears', Qing also;'Lantian is warm and jade smokes', and also. In one article, the song is close to its meaning. One of the great Confucians commented.

The three of them looked at each other and nodded.

"After the unanimous deliberation of the three of us, the leader should be this third poem, "Jin Se". One of the great Confucians gave the results on behalf of everyone.

"The poems written by Miss Yan are second, and the poems written by the three princesses are also excellent, but they are still slightly inferior compared to the other two."

Everyone listened to it and agreed.

There are still people who are savoring this poem and have not yet come out of it.

I can't say the kind of evaluation of Confucianism, but I feel that a poem wakes up people in dreams, life is like a dream, and the past is like smoke.

Miao Ziru and Yan Yuning are also unbelievable, this poem is indeed better than what they have written.

The two of them raised their vigilance and no longer dared to take it lightly.

I didn't expect this You Jingyu to be so strong.

Jiang Qingjiu had also heard of You Jingyu's name before, but he didn't know that she would be so amazing.

"Miss You is a hero of Feng Li, and she has the talent to sing the silk, which is amazing. It seems that under the fame, it is actually difficult to deserve. Jiang sake seemed to sigh, but it actually reminded everyone of Miao Ziru.

"Yes, I don't know how some people's name of the first talented woman came about, I'm afraid I sealed it myself, right?"

"Yes! I think this first talented girl should be replaced, right? ”

"What to change, Miss You deserves to be the first talented woman, some people are not my Fengli people, naturally not my Fengli first talented woman."

"That's right."

Miao Ziru was helpless when she was angry, endured the anger and unwillingness that blurted out, and tried to pretend that nothing happened, as if it was not her who others were talking about.

Next is painting.

It takes a lot of time to paint, and it is getting late today, so the next seven events are scheduled for tomorrow.

After the women's leader was decided, everyone wanted to know the leader of the men's category. So I came to the Cangyuan Pavilion next to it.

The women's courtyard is called Cuiwei Pavilion.

The theme of the men's group is the solar term of this competition, 'White Dew'.

In the men's group, there are also three people who represent each country in all the cultural competitions, and Feng Li participated in the famous Three Kingdoms before, and he is also one of the candidates for Jiang Qingjiu's competition to recruit relatives, Liu Yiquan, the second son of the prime minister.

Liu Yiquan is a gentleman who is as warm as jade, with a pair of peach blossom eyes and warm veins, like a spring breeze blowing by. There is always a faint smile between the snorts, like shining snow, and like the bright moon in the world, Zhilan Yushu, a gentleman.

He was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, exuding a faint fragrance of ink, his eyebrows were picturesque, his speech was soft, he was not stained with dust, and his temperament was outstanding.

Nanzhao Guo participated in the competition is the prince of Guangyang, named Nan Rongyuan, who likes to make friends with the world's writers and inkmen, and he also likes poetry and songs.

King Guangyang is the most powerful vassal king except for the king of Fengli, the king of Guangyang has been a handsome man all his life, and he never expected that his son would not follow him but be good.

But he also figured it out that there is nothing bad about literati, and they can also produce talents.

The Qinglong Kingdom is good at fighting and warlike, and it is slightly inferior in terms of literary talent. It was Ouyang Shi who sent the current Hanlin Academy to revise Ouyang Shi.

Ouyang Shi was born in a poor family, studied hard since he was a child, worked hard day and night, and made no contributions.

The first to make is Liu Yiquan, a song "Bailu August Festival".

'The dew is stained with white vegetables and grass, and the weather is turning green.

Under the leaves and autumn blowing, look at the two sideburns.

Raise the shame because of the wild birds, for the guests to basil.

Harvest the fields in a hurry, and don't give up the work in the morning and dusk. ’

The judge touched his beard and nodded frequently, his appreciation overflowing.

It was Ouyang Shi who wrote the poem later.

He composed a song "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night".

'The drums cut off the people's line, and the sound of geese in the autumn.

The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown of Ming.

There are brothers who are scattered, and there is no home to ask about life and death.

The length of the letter is not reached, and the army has not ceased to be suspended. ’

Ouyang Shi has a younger brother in the army at home, and he misses his brother, and his thoughts come to his heart for a while.

In the end, the prince of Guangyang made a seven-character poem, "Autumn Night".

'The light moon in the atrium shines on the three watches, and the white dew washes the empty river Hanming.

The west wind blows the leaves, but there is nowhere to hear the sound of autumn. ’

The three judges exchanged the manuscripts of the poems in their hands and deliberated.

A quarter of an hour later, the decision was announced.

"Liu Gongzi sighed at the years with white dew and smiled at the time, which is a masterpiece; The son of the world writes about the sad autumn, but he is talking the opposite, making the unbearable interesting, which highlights the depth of sorrow; Ouyang Gongzi wrote about the season of white dew, the cold is pressing, and he misses his family, and the sentence 'The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown of Ming' expresses how many people's homesickness. ”

"Therefore, the three of us think that Ouyang Gongzi should be the leader, and Liu Gongzi is second. Shizi's work is interesting, but it lacks emotion. Since ancient times, it has been the most emotionally moving. ”

Everyone did not raise objections, and they playfully chewed and admired the masterpieces of the three.

Ouyang Shi did not come back to his senses from this huge good news, he never thought that he could come out on top from the outstanding talents of the other two countries, he thought that he was just diligent, not smart, and it was just a fluke to become the champion.

After all, the Qinglong Kingdom values martial arts and light literature.