Yu Shinan's words made everyone present quiet down.

Although they dare to argue with a prince like Li Zhi, they definitely dare not offend a great Confucian like Yu Shinan.

The reason is very simple, no matter how powerful Li Zhi is, he is just a prince, and whether they are officials or not in the future, Li Zhi may not be able to control them.

But people like Yu Shinan are different, as long as he casually says which literati is not outside, this literati will immediately be hostile to most people.

When the time comes, don't talk about the future, even whether you can keep your reputation is two words.

Yu Shinan saw that these people were all honest, so he continued to speak: "Your Majesty specially approved the participation of the Dragoon Army in today's competition, and this move is to strengthen the military might of my Tang Dynasty. ”

Speaking of this, he raised his hand and pointed outwards and continued: "All the students participating below have composed a poem with the title of my Tang Dynasty soldier, and the time is still limited to one stick of incense. ”

When the scholars heard that they were going to be soldiers, they immediately felt embarrassed.

There are no other reasons, the main one being that it is simply too difficult for most literati to portray the characteristics of a soldier.

Although the so-called Six Arts of Gentlemen now also include mounted archery, it is only a general course equivalent to today's physical education class.

In addition, the vast majority of literati do not look down on military generals in their hearts, so it is even more impossible for them to understand the life of soldiers.

After the scholars were silent for a long time, someone finally mustered up the courage to speak: "Lord Yu, can you change the topic again?" Students and others really don't know much about military affairs. ”

After hearing this, the others also chimed in, asking for a change in the title.

At this moment, Li Zhi, who was on the side, suddenly spoke: "I have just eaten a full meal for a few days, and I have forgotten the merits of my Tang Dynasty soldiers, this king really looks down on you and others." ”

The scholars were embarrassed by Li Zhi's words, and almost all of them closed their mouths with shame.

But there are still people who are unconvinced: "How can we make a good poem if we have never been in contact with the military?" ”

Li Zhi pointed at the man: "You still claim to be a literati, even the people of the world can casually tell one or two anecdotes in the army, how can you say such things?" ”

When the man saw Li Zhi directly pointing his finger at himself and questioning, he felt greatly insulted.

So he retorted: "Your Highness said it lightly, we are here to compose poetry, how can we get something by relying on one or two anecdotes in the army?" ”

Li Zhi pouted and said: "In your opinion, could it be that all the soldiers of my Tang Dynasty have to go to the battlefield to experience before they can make military works?" ”

Speaking of this, he looked at Yu Shinan and the others, and asked, "Do several adults agree with this person's point of view?" ”

Yu Shinan snorted coldly and pouted: "From his point of view, I'm afraid that my scholars of the Tang Dynasty will try all the industries in the world." ”

Yu Shinan's words were not polite, he was directly sarcastic about that person.

If you have to experience everything to have a sense of it, then wouldn't the literati of the Tang Dynasty have to personally engage in all walks of life?

The man was stunned by Li Zhi and Yu Shinan, and suddenly lost his words, and hid aside with his head down.

Seeing that the people who came out were scolded, others suddenly lost the courage to fight.

As a result, many people regrettably withdrew from the competition.

Yu Shinan and the others couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw so many people withdrawing.

In their opinion, the level of these scholars is really worrying.

Although many students withdrew, there were still many people participating in the competition.

The rest of the people found their seats and continued to meditate.

Seeing this virtuous picture of these people, he has completely lost the interest in competing with them.

So he simply wrote down the song "From the Army" that he remembered in his mind.

Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain

The lonely city looks at the Yumen Pass from afar

Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles

If it is not broken, Loulan will not be returned

This poem vividly depicts the life of the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.

There is both a sense of loneliness outside the perennial lonely block, and a description of the harsh environment.

There is also a description of the spirit of the soldiers who are unyielding in the face of difficulties.

When Li Zhi once again handed in his poems early, all the scholars were silent.

At this time, they had already realized that Li Zhi's previous poem might not have been written by him in advance.

Because compared to that poem, this one seems to be completed faster.

Just when they had accepted the reality and were ready to compete with Li Zhi in terms of the quality of their poems, Yu Shinan's exclamation completely shattered their illusions.

Yu Shinan smiled and took his second poem from Li Zhi's hand.

Several of them have already seen the song just now, and they are very satisfied with both the artistic conception and the font.

So he took the poem and immediately couldn't wait to read it.

However, just a glance, Yu Shinan couldn't help but exclaim: "How can this be? ”

After saying this, he immediately raised his head and asked Li Zhi, "Is this poem really written by His Highness just now?" ”

Li Zhi smiled and nodded, thinking: Although it is not original by himself, it must be freshly baked.

Seeing Li Zhi nodding, Yu Shinan's gaze once again fell on the poem.

I only heard him read the whole poem in an excited tone.

Then he began to repeat the chant over and over again.

At this time, Zhao Yeli and the three of them on the side had already heard the content of the poem.

But they still couldn't help but gather around Yu Shinan and watch.

This poem is more than a notch higher than the previous one, and the content described in the poem is more intuitive.

Yu Shinan chanted more than a dozen times and finally stood up excitedly.

I only heard him say: "This poem is perfect enough, and it can be passed down through the ages!" ”

Zhao Yeli and the three couldn't help nodding frequently at this time.

They also think it's a once-in-a-century song.

The scholars who were still meditating had already been stunned by the content of this poem at this time.

Although they may not be able to write good poems, they know how to appreciate them.

Li Zhi's poems are enough to throw off these people eight streets, how can they compare!

At this time, many people have even begun to regret it, knowing that this is the case, they might as well not give their opinions just now.

After all, Li Zhi's poem just now did not get such high praise from several judges.

Some have even looked resentfully at the person who first offered their opinion.

Blame the man for all these mistakes.

At this time, the child of the family had already lowered his head.

He also realized that he might have been a villain just now.

Li Tai had already broken the brush in his hand at this time.

On the bookcase in front of him was a half-written poem.

The iron armor is as brave and strong as the dragon, and the battle is famous...

He couldn't write the rest of the poems anymore, because Li Zhi's poems were much stronger than him.

His eyes were fixed on a cloud of ink on the paper, which seemed to have become Li Zhi's face.

The face seemed to be laughing at him at this time, laughing at him for bringing humiliation to himself despite all his efforts.