After Gong Xiang recited the song "He Bridegroom, Dragon Boat Festival", the talented people of Yiguo were all happy, and the literati of Dayu couldn't help but show amazement.

Some whispered praises, some were silent, and some sneered slightly.

"Good words." Zhou Hongyan praised softly, although Gong Xiang is a person from Yiguo, this poem is indeed worthy of his praise.

If it weren't for Gong Xiang being a native of Yiguo, this "He Bridegroom" would be enough to be compiled into the "Dayu Anthology".

"What a song "He Bridegroom, Dragon Boat Festival"!" Tang Zhongjing, the fourth prince, praised: "This word is super wonderful and witty, with deep and pertinent words, this Gong Xiang is worthy of being a great talent of Yiguo!" ”

The four princes read poetry and books, and they are also quite talented poets, and their evaluation of this word is also very high.

"I hope that the next Dayu literati can make good words." Prince Road.

As Gong Xiang's words were written, many Dayu literati gave up after thinking for a while, because they found that the words they wrote were not as good as Gong Xiang's poems, even if they were taken out.

Now I can only hope that Xu Fengyin or Cui Yunjian can make good words.

Cui Yun gradually listened to Gong Xiang's words, frowned slightly, and continued to bow his head to think.

And Xu Fengyin looked at the Shangque he had just written, frowned, suddenly crossed out Shangque, and then reimagined.

Qin Muqing watched many Dayu scholars give up, and asked Jiang Han, "Jiang Han, is his poem very good?" ”

"Good!" Jiang Han nodded, looked around, and saw that Xu Yuemian, Hong Yuan and the others had given up.

It's strange, Hong Yuan is forgotten, Xu Yuemian, as one of the four talents of Yunmeng, how can he say that he is also a lifter, why did he give up so quickly?

Jiang Han felt strange in his heart, the four talents of Yunmeng have their own skills, the dead Yin Zhuli is good at writing articles, Hua Ruyi is good at calligraphy and seal carving, Yuan Bin is good at glamorous words, but Xu Yuemian seems to be only good at men and women?

At this moment, I only heard someone say: "Yuan has a word to offer." ”

Jiang Han listened to the familiar voice, followed the prestige, and couldn't help but look strange, Yuan Bin? When did he come to Kyoto? Also participated in the Dragon Boat Festival?

I saw Yuan Bin walking out with a beautiful woman in his arms, and said with a smile: ""Hairpin Phoenix Dragon Boat Festival". ”

Everyone looked at him and saw that although he was a new face, he must have been invited to appear here.

Jiang Han suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

I only heard Yuan Bin chanting: "Heavy five trees, morning fog, portable beauty by the river." Pomegranate spit out, emotional place, willow waist slightly folded, embroidered clothes slightly gone. Lift, lift, lift.

The python was angry, the cherry mouth was attached, and he turned over the body of Lang to pay the love. The willow waist dances, sparse and blocked, the red lotus has two petals, slightly closed and slightly exposed. Note, note, note. ”

Many literati had a slightly stiff expression on their faces, which ...... What is this?

Who is this person? To write such a word on such an occasion?

Yuan Bin scratched his head and said, "Isn't it good?" That's it. ”

After saying that, he left in a gray manner.

The corners of Jiang Han's mouth twitched slightly, and he said in his heart that you are here to embarrass people, right? It is estimated that after this meeting, there will be few words that remember the leader, and there will be many people who remember your words.

At this time, Cui Yun suddenly said aloud: "My words have been prepared." ”

He raised his head and chest, and recited his own words: "Jiangchengzi Dragon Boat Festival". The boat is ...... to the stream"

After the words were spoken, a few cheers came from the third floor.

"Not bad." Zhou Hongyan also nodded in praise, and did not comment more.

Cui Yunji's poem is also well filled, if there is no Gong Xiang Zhuyu in front, it is the best word so far, but unfortunately, compared with Gong Xiang's poem, it is still far from it.

Even if Zhou Hongyan hopes that Dayu can win, he can't make his word the leader with a clear conscience.

Jiang Han secretly said that it was a pity, this Cui Yunjian was indeed a talent, but the lyrics were obviously not as good as his strengths, and his words were a little more blunt than Zhi Gongxiang's.

Cui Yun gradually knew that his words were not as good as the other party, and it could be seen from the reactions of the people around him that his face was not very good-looking, he looked at Xu Fengyin, and said, "Brother Xu, it's up to you." ”

How do you know that Xu Fengyin's mind is also a mess at the moment, it's not that he can't compose lyrics, but the words he makes are worse than Gong Xiang's, and he loses when he makes such words.

The hopeful gaze of the others fell on him, which added to his pressure.

After pondering for a few breaths, Xu Fengyin finally wrote down a few sentences with a pen, and the people next to him hurriedly recited his poems: "The mushrooms are white and white, and the calamus flowers are long and the jade is long." On the cool crescent moon in the evening, the water hall is dressed according to the neon clothes. ”

"Good poetry!"

"This poem is excellent!"

As soon as he heard his poem, many people immediately applauded, and Zhou Hongyan also showed appreciation, but then shook his head slightly disappointed.

Poetry is good poetry, but it's a pity that poetry can't be written at this literary meeting.

When a Yiguo scholar heard this poem, he was first surprised, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Xu Fengyin, your poem is really good, but it's a pity that this literary meeting is a word meeting." ”

Xu Fengyin raised his head proudly: "My son knows, I can't compare to you, but Gong Xiang, if you compare poems, can you compare to me?" ”

Gong Xiang said lightly: "Brother Xu's poetry is overflowing, and he can't compare with it." ”

"That's it." Xu Feng groaned.

The scholar of the Yi Kingdom smiled and said, "Xu Fengyin, what is the use of these words?" You can't compose lyrics, no matter how well you write this poem, it's useless! ”

Xu Feng snorted heavily and ignored it.

The scholar looked at Zhou Hongyan again and said with a smile: "Lord Sacrificial Wine, can you announce the leader?" ”

Zhou Hongyan's face sank slightly, and he said, "Who else writes the lyrics?" ”

There was no response for a while.

The smiles on the faces of those Yiguo scholars became brighter and brighter, and that article "Yi Biography" was already in their pockets!

Although they didn't come here for this "Yi Chuan", it was good to get a "Yi Chuan".

Gong Xiang's expression was still calm, his hands behind his back, and his eyes seemed to be empty.

Zhou Hongyan waited for a few more breaths, but still no one wrote the lyrics, and his face was a little ugly.

Could it be that the leader of this cultural meeting wants to let Dayi take it away? In previous years, Dayi would also participate in the Dragon Boat Festival, but it was all Dayu who won the championship, if this year's leader let Dayi take it, it would be a shame to throw it home!

At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted: "Lord Sacrificial Wine, I have a word!" ”

Zhou Hongyan followed the sound and saw Jiang Han coming over.

He didn't deliberately wait until the Dayu people were about to lose, but he was humble and low-key, he didn't like to be eye-catching, and he definitely didn't want to appear in front of people.

Many people looked at Jiang Han, some were happy, some frowned, and some were full of expectations.

Jiang Han stumped Gong Xiang with an excellent Shanglian just now, but many people still didn't have much confidence in him.

After all, making a pair is not the same as filling in words.

The crown prince, the fourth prince, and Princess Ning Yue upstairs all looked moved.

"Jiang Han wants to write lyrics?"

"What words will he make?"

Compared with those talents who don't know Jiang Han yet, the crown prince, the fourth prince, and Princess Ning Yue have all read Jiang Han's poems, especially the song "Touching the Fish", which is simply a masterpiece!

They were all curious about what kind of Dragon Boat Festival words this son-in-law of Ning Guofu, Yunmeng's great talent, would make.

On the dragon boat, Gong Xiang's gaze also fell on Jiang Han, and there was suddenly pressure in his heart.

Even Xu Fengyin and Cui Yunjian couldn't give him this kind of pressure.

Gong Xiang knew that this pressure came from Jiang Han's Shanglian just now!

This person's uplink is simply absolute!

What about his words?

Not only Gong Xiang has this question, but Zhou Hongyan also has it.

The eyes of the literati fell on Jiang Han.

Jiang Han enjoyed the feeling of being watched, looked up at the bank of the Bai Lian River, his eyes seemed to pass through the Bai Lian River, and he slowly chanted.

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PS: It took two hours to write this chapter, and it took forty minutes to write Yuan Bin's words. Ask for a good review (/"≡ _ ≡)=