"Brother Ziwen is also ready to accept comments, what works have you prepared?" Cao Zhi asked curiously.

"What Brother Wen Lie said just now is exactly the work I am going to ask Zheng Gong to comment." Cao Zhang replied.

Cao Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Ziwen, should you really write a spring character and ask Zheng Gong to comment?" ”

"Where, a few days ago, the spring rain lingered, and I felt something, so I wrote a poem with the theme of spring, and I made up for my father's proposition that day, and I didn't write it." Cao Zhang responded calmly.

Cao Pi and others were very shocked by Cao Zhang's words, but they didn't expect him to actually write a poem to accept comments.

"Okay, then let's wait together to appreciate Ziwen's masterpiece!" Cao Pi said.

At this time, Cao Zhang no longer hesitated, and after bowing to a few people, he walked to the direction of the high platform, and said loudly: "Cao Zhang, the son of Cao Sikong, has a poem, please comment on it." ”

"Please take the stage!" The child next to Zheng Xuan sent out an invitation.

Cao Zhang slowly ascended to the high platform, and the Xiahou brothers and sisters and the Cao brothers all looked at him with concern.

Cao Cao on the viewing platform saw Cao Zhang appear, and a smile appeared on his originally gloomy face.

Yang Xiu's superior performance certainly made him very happy, and he also admired and liked Yang Xiu's talent.

But Cao Zhi and Cao Pi took the stage one after another, but they only fell into the first and second class, which still made him feel a little disappointed.

The appearance of Cao Zhang made Cao Cao's heart appear a glimmer of hope.

After all, Cao Zhang wrote out the thirty-six plans and the recruitment order, who knows if he will surprise himself again today.

Cao Zhang walked up to Zheng Xuan and saluted respectfully: "Meet Zheng Gong!" ”

"Cao Gongzi doesn't have to be polite, I don't know what works you have today, you want the old man to comment?" Zheng Xuan asked.

"There is a poem called "Spring Night Rain", please judge Zheng Gong!" Cao Zhang respectfully sent the prepared bamboo slips to Zheng Xuan.

Zheng Xuan unfolded the bamboo slip and recited it while looking at it.

"Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild trails are dark, and the river boats are bright. Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are full of capital. ”

Zheng Xuan's voice was low and heavy, and he read the poems in a low tone, which was very beautiful.

This "Spring Night Rain" is a famous poem by Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty, but he wrote about the scenery of Chengdu, and the last sentence was: Huazhong Jinguancheng.

In order to adapt to the occasion, Cao Zhang made a slight change and changed Jinguan City to Mandu City, but it also rhymed, which was more in line with the location of Xu Du.

After Zheng Xuan finished reading, everyone present was stunned, recalling the artistic conception in the poem.

Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

This artistic conception is really beautiful.

With a round of applause, the venue immediately resounded with thunderous applause, and good poetry will naturally be appreciated by the world.

All eyes were on Cao Zhang, and no one thought that he, who was not well known, would write such a beautiful poem.

Cao Cao's originally slightly narrowed eyes lit up instantly, he was not only an outstanding politician and military strategist, but also had a very high attainment in poetry, so he naturally heard the profundity of the poetry as soon as he heard it.

The poem's description of the spring rain is full of sound and color, and the artistic conception is far-reaching, which can completely make the listener feel the artistic conception in the poem, which is definitely the best product.

Zheng Xuan put down the bamboo slip and looked at Cao Zhang, who also showed an appreciative look.

He had also heard about the reputation and talent of Cao's father and son, and knew that Cao Zhi and Cao Pi were both very talented people.

After reading their works today, I did see that the two still have great room for improvement.

But Zheng Xuan had no impression of Cao Zhang, only knew that he was a military general who could fight well, but he didn't expect that one of his poems came out, but he was also shocked.

"Good poetry!" Zheng Xuan directly opened his mouth and praised, "Cao Gongzi's poem is based on spring rain, written like a dream, quite meaningful, and it is another top grade among all today's poems!" ”

The audience erupted in cheers and chatter again, and another masterpiece was born!

"Brother Ziwen is doing well!" Xiahou Juan and Xiahou Ba waved their arms excitedly towards Cao Zhang on the stage.

Cao Zhang listened to the cheers from the audience, he was very excited and excited, he chose the right content, and his goal of being a blockbuster was achieved.

"Thank you Zheng Gong below!" Cao Zhang respectfully thanked Zheng Xuan.

Cao Pi's eyes widened in astonishment, he couldn't imagine that Cao Zhang, who he had always looked down on, could make a poem that far surpassed his level.

Cao Zhen was also surprised, and asked in a low voice: "Zihuan, is this really written by Ziwen?" ”

"He can't have this level, it's impossible!" Cao Xiu also said anxiously on the side.

"How is it impossible, my brother Ziwen is literate!" Xiahou Juan was very excited when he heard that Cao Zhang's works were rated as first-class.

Cao Pi's eyes involuntarily looked at Cao Cao on the viewing platform, and whispered sadly but helplessly: "It seems that now my father prefers not only Zijian. ”

Cao Zhen was stunned: "What do you mean, this poem was written by Sikong Bangziwen?" ”

"You're not talking nonsense! Even Zijian can only write a first-class. Looking at Xudu, apart from Sikong, who else has the ability to write high-quality poetry!? Cao Xiu understood Cao Pi's words.

"That's too much, it's not fair!" Cao Zhen muttered indignantly.

Cao Pi sighed softly helplessly: "When did my father be fair to me?" ”

Cao Pi has a feminine personality since he was a child, and he is not liked by Cao Cao, so he has always harbored resentment in his heart, but he can only endure it.

"No, you can't let Ziwen be so arrogant!"

The more Cao Zhen thought about it, the more angry he became, and suddenly stood up and shouted: "Ziwen, this poem was not written by you at all, you copied it!" ”

Cao Zhen's shout immediately caused a commotion in the venue.

After all, Cao Zhang's reputation is well-known in the world, and many people only know that he is brave and short-tempered.

He suddenly wrote poems with such an artistic conception, which also made many people full of doubts.

Xun Yu saw Cao Zhen standing up to question Cao Zhang, and hurriedly whispered to Cao Cao: "Sikong ......"

Cao Cao waved his hand lightly: "If it is really written by himself, he will definitely be able to prove it himself!" ”

Xun Yu nodded knowingly, retreated behind Cao Cao, and stopped talking.

For someone to question himself, Cao Zhang had already expected it.

He looked back at the angry Cao Zhen, unhurried, and asked with a faint smile: "Brother Zidan, you said that "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" was plagiarized by me, but who did you plagiarize, who is the original work of this poem, do you know?" ”

Cao Zhen was stunned by his question, although he had ideas in his heart, he still didn't dare to say in public that Cao Cao protected Cao Zhang and gave him poetry.

Seeing that Cao Zhen couldn't speak, Cao Zhang turned to face everyone present and bowed down and asked: "Dare to ask all the wise men present, does anyone know where the poem I just wrote came from and who the author is?" ”

When Cao Zhang asked, everyone shook their heads, everyone heard it for the first time, and how did they know the source.

Cao Zhang had no choice but to quibble: "Who knows if you are looking for a master to write on your behalf, but you use it as your own work to confuse, if you really have the ability, do you dare to make another song on the spot?" ”