Choose two of the four questions!

The incident happened suddenly, which made Bai Song's thoughts break off.

There are many poems written about chrysanthemum in Bai Song's mind, but to limit the topic to a specific topic, it is difficult for Bai Song to find relevant works for a while.

The old man stepped forward with four small pieces of paper and motioned for Bai Song to choose, and everyone's eyes gathered, full of anticipation.

Bai Song hadn't been selected yet, and the princess next to her laughed and said, "Why don't you let this palace choose two questions for Bai Gongzi, just choose two questions about chrysanthemum and Yongju, what does Bai Gongzi think?" ”

The princess has said it, how can Bai Song have a choice?

Today is to catch ducks on the shelves, and Bai Song has no way to retreat.

The old man took the remaining two questions out of the water pavilion and hurried away.

Bai Song glanced over there, and said in his heart, what other talents are there outside? Still refusing to show up?

"Childe, there is not much time, but you have to pay more attention."

Princess Danyang said with a smile, handed the note to Bai Song, and then pointed to the warm tea at the door, the warm air of the tea surface was faint, and she was afraid that it would be completely cool in a few breaths.

The literati around secretly beat the drums, saying in their hearts that time is so urgent, if they are called, let alone two, it is difficult to form just one.

In addition, it is a sudden proposition, and it is impossible to say that it was prepared in advance.

The princess's test was really difficult.

At this time, the prince, who had been idle for a long time, finally turned around, walked straight to the door, stared at the cup of warm tea, reached out and touched it, and suddenly clapped his hands with joy: "Interesting, interesting, this prince writes poems, ten cups of tea are not enough!" It's so fun for you to compose poems, I'm here to join in the fun. ”

The literati around him rarely interjected, and said with a smile: "If the prince has Yaxing to write poems, it will be in vain for us." ”

"Phew! Who said that Prince Ben was going to write poetry? ”

As he spoke, he picked up the warm tea with one hand, and actually drank it in one gulp!

Then he smiled slyly, threw the teacup on the ground, and laughed: "Hahaha...... The tea is gone, it's time! ”

Everyone was stunned, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince suddenly intervened and made such a fuss.

How much time has passed? Less than three minutes, right?

"Cheng Qian, don't mess around."

The princess's eyes sank, and she looked at the prince with a little anger.

The prince pretended not to see him, and shouted happily: "Hurry up! They wrote down the poems, and when the time came, no one was allowed to think about it. Where's Old Man Liu?! Come out to Prince Ben! Don't think about it! Hahaha...... You didn't expect that this prince seems to care about the fish in the water, but in fact, he has been eavesdropping on you! Let you sour and rotten literati chew the root of your tongue, and this prince likes to see you make a fool of yourself! Write poems and write poems, surnamed Bai, hurry up and write down the poems. ”

In a hurry, Old Man Liu went and returned, holding a scribbled text in his hand: "His Royal Highness the Prince, this time is too short......"

"What's long and short, this prince only knows how to adapt to the situation, if it is a samurai competition, how can there be a saying that you have a set time? If you don't deal with emergencies well, your head will fall to the ground in a blink of an eye. Today's prince Ben is going to test their resilience. Auntie, are you right? ”

When Princess Danyang heard this, she shook her head helplessly and smiled: "Then let it be yours." ”

"Hahaha...... Come on, come on, let me see, what did the old man Liu write in his mouth? ”

"Prince, the time is too short, that son hasn't finished writing a poem."

"Show me how much I write."

While speaking, Li Chengqian snatched the poem from the old man's hand, and without reading it, he read it out in public:

"Look at the water by the railing and remember the autumn thoughts, and pick the flowers not to wait for the flowers to be full.

The yellow soup is clean and there is no trace, and the flowers were picked yesterday and the branches are broken today.

The heart is far away with the wild goose, and few scholars write poems empty. ”

"Finished?" Li Chengqian spread his hands, and his tender brows furrowed, "Isn't this one missing!" ”

The prince looked dissatisfied, but the literati inside were quite surprised when they heard it.

In this short moment, someone outside actually made six sentences, which is quite charming when you listen carefully, and it is quite rare to meet the situation.

If it were anyone present, no one could do this.

"Who is the poet out there?"

"This will not be an unknown person, such a talented learner, looking at Chang'an is also rare."

When the princess heard this, she also nodded slightly, and smiled at everyone in the audience: "Do you have any comments?" ”

"Auntie, what else do you have to comment? I haven't even finished this poem! ”

"Cheng Qian, don't mess around. In such a short period of time, this person can write six sentences, which is already rare, and it is difficult for a strong man to be so serious. ”

Li Chengqian shook his hand, and the poem was lost: "It's boring, it's really boring!" It's been a long time, you don't play with me, and you have to hold a residual poem, it's really sour. ”

As soon as Li Chengqian's words fell, a palace maid ran over: "Mr. Liu, the last two sentences of that son came out." ”

"Oh? So fast! ”

During the time of the conversation between several people, the unknown author sent the last two sentences.

Everyone was surprised again, and the old man asked in horror, "That boy has already finished?" Hurry up and show the old man what the last two sentences are? ”

The old man picked up a piece of paper sent by the palace maid and read it in public: "Whoever even brings me to the yellow flower disease, the yellow flower knows that my heart is wet." ”

Silence!

This is eight sentences, and it takes only three to five minutes.

The people outside the field are so talented, which is not only the title of "Yi Ju", but also to express the depression of having no talent in their hearts. The words are neat, the rhythm is steady, there are not too many loopholes, even if there are slight flaws, what more bicycle do you need to make in such a short time?

Even Bai Song was very surprised, and couldn't help muttering again.

"Look at the water by the railing and remember the autumn thoughts, and pick the flowers not to wait for the flowers to be full.

The yellow soup is clean and there is no trace, and the flowers were picked yesterday and the branches are broken today.

The heart is far away with the wild goose, and few scholars write poems empty.

Whoever pities me for yellow flower disease, yellow flower knows that my heart is wet. ”

"This is Lu Yao!" Bai Song read the poem and determined the author of the poem in his heart.

It's definitely Lu Yao who hasn't seen since he came!

As for why?

Bai Song can see at a glance that the atmosphere of this work is exactly the same as that of Lu Yao's water tune song, a poem and a lyric, it seems to have no connection, but the temperament of the article inside is completely the same, not Lu Yao, Bai Song doesn't believe it!

This Lu Yao is really powerful, and in the blink of an eye, he wrote a song of seven laws.

After a brief silence, the princess burst into applause.

"Awesome! The palace has never seen someone write such a good poem in such a short period of time, although this "Yi Ju" is not as good as the water tune song head, but it is a rare masterpiece in Chang'an City in recent days. ”

After the princess, everyone echoed it, and all kinds of exclamations said that it was good.

The water pavilion is active because of poetry, this small garden is less crowded than the big garden outside, but the excitement is not diminished.

When the literati were admiring, Li Chengqian walked up to Bai Song and raised his hand: "Quiet! You have been talking for a long time, but you haven't seen Bai Song write this water tune song head! They've been talking for so long, and you're here secretly thinking, so cunning! It's understandable that the one outside is making one song, you can't do it, you have to write two songs! Otherwise, the prince would have declared that it was the one who had won the battle. ”

Bai Song had a response, but he knew that the person who was fighting with him outside was Lu Yao, and his heart changed a little. Thinking about it, I promised in front of the master that I would not follow Lu Yao and support each other. Then something else came to mind.

Although this Lu Yao is not a thing, his talent is real, and even Bai Song has to admire it. The victory of the Bai Song Dynasty is just that he is familiar with ancient and modern poetry, and the literature of poetry alone is not enough to compare with it.

In addition, after listening to this guy's song "Yi Ju", I know that he is eager to meet talents, and today is a rare opportunity to show in front of the prince, and Bai Song does not want to dismantle his stage.

If Lu Yao can be appreciated by the prince today, and return to the East Palace from now on, it will be regarded as the completion of Lu Yao's wish, and it will save him a lot of trouble.

Thinking of this, Bai Song was willing to push Lu Yao, so he shook his head and arched his hand: "His Royal Highness the Prince, the grass people admit defeat!" It's been too short for me to think about it. It's really a disappointment for the prince. ”

"What? Didn't come up with a single word?! You're the one who wrote the song header! Legend has it that the world's number one talent! Li Chengqian frowned, looking very dissatisfied.

Princess Danyang also frowned and asked, "Is what Gongzi said true?" ”

"The grass people also said that the poems are free, the grass people are not in their minds at the moment, the inspiration has not arrived, and they can't force it, so the princess can laugh and beg the princess to confess."

"You...... Hello disappointing! Li Chengqian pointed at Bai Song and was indignant.

Princess Danyang sighed slightly: "Hey, it's just that, I can't write a poem, and it's a serious matter to condemn the crime." ”

Everyone was not surprised by Bai Song's reply.

Because it's normal to not be able to write, and in such a short period of time, it's a problem to write it.

The literati each smiled, exchanged glances, and understood that if they left today, they would definitely hype up the performance of this Bai Song in front of the prince and princess.

The myth of the water tune song head is broken today!

Everyone's hearts are also refreshed!

At this moment, Lu Yao, who was writing in the small pavilion next door, was still pondering, and continued to think about the second song "Offering Chrysanthemum".

It's just that time is in a hurry, and I am nervous, and I don't have the inspiration to write the first song.

The key is that he still wants to know what Bai Song wrote!

Bai Song's works have become something he is more concerned about.

This Lu Yao couldn't afford to look at Bai Song on his lips, but in fact, he was already shocked by his water tune song in his heart.

In his heart, he has long regarded Bai Song as the biggest opponent in his life.

He was very nervous at the moment, thinking about what shocking works Bai Song could write.

With such a state of mind, he has already placed Bai Song's status above him, and he has admitted in his heart that he is not as good as Bai Song.

Today's competition is his long-cherished wish that Lu Yao has hidden in his heart, he wants to see how big the gap is between himself and Bai Song!

He decided that Bai Song would not lose to himself!

When the palace maid in front came back, Lu Yao's face sank, he dropped his pen, chased out of the pavilion, and asked, "How are the poems of the White Song Dynasty?" Show me! ”

The palace maid looked tasteless: "Childe, what are you talking about?" What are the words? That Bai Song can't be written at all, he is famous, but he is not as good as his son, I think he is a person who sells his reputation and reputation. ”

"What? He can't write it? How can it be?! ”

"Really! He really can't write, in such a short period of time, who else in the world can write poems except Lu Gongzi? That Bai Song still praised Gongzi's talent in front of everyone, saying that he was ashamed! Congratulations to the son, he will be the squire of the Ministry of Works in the future! ”

Lu Yao's face was pale, without the slightest joy, after pacing, it was expected that Bai Song took pity on himself and wanted to help himself!

Lu Yao was so angry that he returned to the hall and dropped his pen: "Manly man, don't you miss the food that comes!" ”

After that, he handed another poem to the palace maid: "Give this crab poem to everyone!" ”