While everyone was talking, it was raining outside the window, and everyone watched the raindrops fall on the side of the boat and in the lake, causing layers of ripples, which became even more charming under the countless lights.

So everyone was in a good mood and drank more happily.

Just as everyone was staggering, the girl who was singing in the room suddenly began to sing the song of Yu Xiao, she sang "Nanxiangzi" written by Tian Zhiyu for her and composed by herself.

At first, everyone didn't pay much attention to it, but when she sang "Exquisite dice and red beans, I don't know if I know it", Feng Zhengqian suddenly stopped the wine in the cup and listened to her sing carefully.

When everyone saw Feng Zhengqian stop, they all stopped for a while and listened to the girl singing.

The girl probably hadn't seen this before, and she was a little flustered at once, but she quickly adjusted and sang the song again.

Feng Zhengqian nodded, did not speak, and then began to drink with the second prince again.

After the girl finished singing this song, she began to sing the song "Youth Tour" again, and when she finished singing the first half of the song, Feng Zhengqian stopped the wine glass again and began to listen carefully again, and when he finished listening to this song, he couldn't help but say: "This girl, where did the two songs you just sing come from? Who did it?"

Before the girl could speak, Feng Sigong, who was sitting not far from him, spoke: "Uncle, this is created by the jade flute girl of the Drunken Immortal Tower, since she sang it in the Drunken Immortal Tower last month, it has suddenly swept the entire Yuhang City. ”

Feng Zhengqian said: "It turned out to be the song of the jade flute girl, but when did she have the talent to write such unusual words?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes immediately turned to Tian Zhiyu.

The three deans are all very familiar with these two songs, and they are very suspicious that the lyrics were not written by Yu Xiao at all, and there must be other capable people behind them.

And after listening to Tian Zhiyu's two words in the afternoon, they all focused their suspicious eyes on Tian Zhiyu.

The second prince was also so suspicious.

Feng Zhengkun was also so skeptical.

Now Feng Jingnan and other teenagers and girls have also set their sights on Tian Zhiyu.

Tian Zhiyu saw that everyone was looking at him, and he didn't know what they wanted to do for a while, so he stood up and said, "This, do you all want to drink with me? ”

Feng Zhengqian smiled, he first picked up the wine glass, and said: "This wine, now that we have almost drunk it, we can't just drink wine, otherwise, it happens that this day is clear and the wind is smooth, if we don't have some literary works to help the fun, wouldn't it seem that everyone is a big old man? Especially there are three deans here, and there are Yuhang prefects who are judged, all of whom are first-class literati. ”

He Anguo, the prefect of Yuhang, also hurriedly said: "Where is it, Brother Feng is the real master of the literary world." ”

Feng Zhengqian waved his hand to show modesty, and then said: "We are now also considered 'four beautiful tools, two difficulties combined', if you don't leave a little good story, I'm sorry for this great spring, the three deans, I don't know if you agree with Feng's idea?"

The three deans also had the heart to see Tian Zhiyu's talent in person, so Gu said: "What you say is extremely true. ”

He Anguo said: "There must always be a theme for poetry and lyrics, so as to increase the interest, Brother Feng, I think you will set a theme for everyone, and then everyone will express their own opinions." ”

Feng Zhengqian said with a smile: "Exactly, there is a theme that allows everyone to have room to play, otherwise everyone is wild and doesn't know where to write, so let Feng think about it." ”

In the interval between Feng Zhengqian's thoughts, everyone at the table began to think, not knowing what kind of theme he would give.

The three deans were calm and relaxed, and they were confident that they could write good poems, no matter what the subject was. And their main purpose is to see if this Tian Zhiyu is really as god as the legend.

And the second prince was indifferent on the surface, but in his heart he was churning with vinegar, thinking that he was really afraid of something, didn't this make Tian Zhiyu show his strength again? Thinking that Feng Zhengqian did not approve of his marriage with Feng Jingnan, his eyes looked at him with a hint of fierceness.

Feng Sigong doesn't care, he can't make poetry anyway, and when the time comes, as long as he punishes himself with three cups, he can fool the past.

Although Feng Jingnan and Lu Wenshu can also write a little, they don't have the confidence to write good works on this occasion. Especially Lu Wenshu, she is better at writing articles, thinking of poetry, she can't help but look at Tian Zhiyu, thinking about how this guy will behave in a while.

Just when everyone was thinking about it, Feng Zhengqian got up with a smile and said slowly: "The old man thought about it, he originally wanted to take spring as the theme, but he still felt that it was too broad, and finally decided that there are two themes tonight, one is West Lake, and the other is our Yuhang." ”

He saw that everyone was talking about it, and immediately continued: "There have been a lot of poems and songs about West Lake throughout the ages, but unfortunately there are not many that are really considered high-quality. Bai Lotian has written a lot, which is a good story, but since him, there are few amazing works, so today we will write about West Lake, and strive to leave a famous work for future generations. ”

"As for Yu Hang, there are more works, and there are many excellent works, but we have been in Dongyang for three hundred years, but there are few who can convince the public, so I will take advantage of everyone's happiness today, try to write it, and see if I can write a good job of Hangzhou for thousands of years. ”

After he finished speaking, everyone nodded yes, so Feng Zhengqian said: "Then from now on, give everyone a cup of tea time to think about it, and after thinking about it, we will all chant it, and everyone will judge together." ”

Everyone immediately bowed their heads and pondered, a cup of tea passed quickly, and Feng Zhengqian smiled and said, "How about everyone, can someone stand up and recite their own works first?"

The people did not speak.

Feng Zhengqian looked at Ge Zhihuan who was sitting next to him, and said with a smile: "Dean Ge, why don't you come to the old man first?"

Ge Zhihuan didn't shirk either, got up and said: "Then the old man will be ugly, so he will be throwing bricks and jade for you." ”

He lowered his head and paused, then raised his head and read: "The spring breeze is ten miles into the lake, and the sheng song will stop drinking." The distant mountains are vaguely outlined, and the water is still new. The weak willows on the river bank are moved because of whom, and the lotus flowers in the middle of the lake are listened to for me. ”

The other two deans hurriedly applauded, and the rest of the residents couldn't help but applaud, Feng Zhengqian smiled and said, "Sure enough, it's Dean Ge, who has an extraordinary exit, so what about the next one?"

Huang Rensong saw Feng Zhengqian looking at him, so he had to get up and say: "With Dean Ge Zhuyu in front, Huang didn't dare to make another mistake, but since it was a poetry club, Huang didn't dare to hide it, so he had to read out his clumsy work for everyone to evaluate." ”

Huang Rensong's is also a poem, and after he finished reading it, there was a cheer as usual, Feng Zhengqian still smiled: "Dean Huang is also the best one, so what about the next one?"

Next, Li Yuqing, the dean of Qiantang Academy, after he made a quatrain, he went to Feng Zhengkun, Feng Zhengkun also recited a poem, and when Feng Sigong arrived, he directly raised his hand and surrendered, and drank three glasses of wine in a row.

Feng Zhengqian also knew that this nephew didn't pay much attention to literature, and he didn't embarrass him, so he asked the people below to do it in turn.

The following young people also reluctantly wrote a few poems, and Feng Zhengqian could only cast an appreciative look at Lu Wenshu's quatrain.

Finally, when Tian Zhiyu arrived, everyone's eyes were on him again.

"To the rain, do you have a good work?" Feng Zhengqian looked at him expectantly.

When others were doing poems in turn, Tian Zhiyu also knew that he was inevitable, so he kept thinking about what to read. He knew too much about the poems about West Lake, and there were a lot of mixed scenes, and he hesitated to read which one was better.

At this time, seeing Feng Zhengqian looking at him, he got up with a smile and said: "The works of all the people in front of me are very good, so let's also come to make an ugly tribute to Zhiyu, or the same as before, let Zhiyu make a poem." ”

After speaking, he read one of Ouyang Xiu's series of "Picking Mulberries": Painting a boat carrying wine on the West Lake is good, the urgent pipe is complicated, the jade cup is urging, and the steady flat wave is drunk and sleeping. Xingyun is under the boat, the empty water is clear and fresh, and the pitch is still connected, and it is suspected that there is no sky in the lake.

When the others were still amazed, Feng Zhengqian smiled and said: "After all, it is rain, and it is really extraordinary, after today, there is another masterpiece about West Lake." ”

He looked at the others who were still discussing, and then said: "You all have good works, but if you want to say the best, Feng recommended Zhiyu, what do you think?"

Of course, everyone has no opinion, such a work can't be the first, what other work can be the first?

Just as Feng Zhengqian was about to create the next theme, the second prince, who had been smiling and silent, suddenly said, "I think something is wrong. ”

Not only Feng Zhengqian was surprised, but everyone else here was also surprised.

Feng Zhengqian said: "Oh, what does the second prince think is wrong?"

The second prince didn't get up, sat there and said with a smile: "The word to rain is good, but my Dongyang has always taken poetry as the mainstream, and the word is only a side branch." Zhi Yu did make a few good poems, but today, the big guys are all making poems, and only Zhi Yu writes the lyrics, isn't it a little out of place?"

Tian Zhiyu looked at the second prince with a smug smile on his face, and secretly said in his heart, everyone is making poems, why can you stay out of the matter? Why don't you also come and have a look?

But he didn't have the guts after all.

Feng Zhengqian said with a smile: "This is also true, but this period of time has proved that long and short sentences can also write wonderful works, not only poetry has rich emotions." ”

The second prince said with a smile: "No, no, long and short sentences can indeed write rich emotions, but it depends on whether a person knows whether he has real talent to learn, or he has to rely on poetry, or if it rains, you can make another poem, whether it is a quatrain, or Yuefu, anyway, you are also an export chapter, it must not be difficult." ”

Everyone present could see that the second prince had the intention to make things difficult for Tian Zhiyu, so some people were happy and some were worried, especially Feng Jingnan and the two little girls beside her, who looked at Tian Zhiyu with sympathy in their eyes.

But Lu Wenshu is not worried at all, Tian Zhiyu's recent performance makes Lu Wenshu feel that Tian Zhiyu can face it calmly under any circumstances, and she herself doesn't know why she is so confident in Tian Zhiyu.

Tian Zhiyu also knew that the second prince was sincerely embarrassed by himself, and thought, fortunately, you have to leave tomorrow, otherwise you will have to look at the yellow calendar when you go out in the future, anyway, it will be no good to meet you.

He stood up again and said: "Since the second prince thinks that poetry is the standard for testing a person's talent, then Zhiyu will also try to make a poem, but in a hurry, the work will inevitably be vulgar, and I hope you don't laugh." ”

What you want is for you to exit in a hurry, and what you want is for your works to be vulgar, the second prince thought, don't worry, I will not only laugh at you, but also bring your deeds to the capital, so that everyone can see the true face of the so-called talent.

Tian Zhiyu took a deep breath and said: "The water is shining and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, light makeup is always appropriate. ”

After reading it, Tian Zhiyu also gave the second prince a provocative look, thinking that since you sincerely embarrass me, I can't always dodge and dodge, and the prince is not a big deal, it's a big deal, I'll go find my baby Nuanyue.

Feng Zhengqian saw Tian Zhiyu's eyes, he smiled, turned to the second prince and said, "Your Highness thinks this poem is okay?

The second prince nodded mechanically and said, "It's really good, admire and admire." ”

Feng Zhengqian turned to He Anguo and said: "Anguo, let's set up a monument on the edge of the West Lake another day, and engrave the four sentences of Zhiyu as the landmark of the West Lake." ”

He Anguo immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I'll find someone to do it tomorrow." ”

Feng Zhengqian ignored the second prince's expression, and then said: "Then let's start the second topic, everyone is very familiar with our Yuhang, but I still hope that everyone will write something different." ”

The second competition was still limited to one cup of tea, and when the time was up, Feng Zhengqian got up, still looked at Ge Zhihuan and said, "Or Dean Ge, let's start with you." ”

Last time, Ge Zhihuan was the first to recite, he still had a trace of courage, and when Tian Zhiyu read that word and that poem, where did he dare to come out and offer ugliness?

So he hurriedly said: "It's not proper, last time the old man was the first, this time the old man is slow." ”

Feng Zhengqian had to ask the others again, and no one dared to stand up this time.

In the end, He Anguo said: "Otherwise, since the first theme Zhiyu won the first, this time let's start with Zhiyu, what do you think, Brother Feng?"

Feng Zhengqian looked at Tian Zhiyu and said with a smile: "Zhiyu, what do you think?"

Tian Zhiyu thought, anyway, he had already offended the second prince, anyway, he had already done so much with a cheeky face, and it was not bad this time or two.

So he stood up and said: "Since your predecessors love and Zhiyu don't dare to refuse, then this time you will come down and throw bricks and jade." ”

After speaking, he slowly read out Liu Yongnaque's most famous "Wanghai Tide" about Hangzhou:

The southeast shape wins, the three Wu metropolises, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. The smoke willow paints the bridge, the wind curtain is green, and there are 100,000 people. The clouds and trees surround the embankment sand, the angry waves roll frost and snow, and the moat is endless. The city is a jewel, the household is profitable, and the competition is luxurious.

The heavy lake is stacked on top of Qingjia, there are three autumn laurels, ten miles of lotus. Qiang tube clear, Lingge flooded the night, frolicking and fishing lotus baby. Thousands of horsemen have high teeth, listen to the flute and drums while drunk, and enjoy the smoke. The picture of the different day will be good, and return to Fengchi Kua.