Chrysanthemum garden, in the embroidered curtain.

A group of girls are marveling at Du Wenxing's "talent".

"It's amazing, it's really agile!"

"Every capital is a classic, I really want to know Du Gongzi ......"

"Hee-hee, someone has a spring. ”

"What's wrong with Fa Chun, this girl is the talent of Aidu Gongzi. ”

"I love this one,' ...... Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain. The mountain weather is good, and the birds are returning. There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it. 'What a beautiful mood!'

"No, no, no, this one is better, 'Cang Cang golden dress, slim white jade skin. I know that the times are different, and I seem to be cold with the years. I can't bear to fall to the ground, and I'd rather wither myself. 'Written all the chrysanthemum's bones, this poetry meeting should be the first one. ”

"I like this sentence, 'I'd rather hold the incense branches and grow old than dance with the yellow leaves in the autumn wind.'" ’”

The girls chattered and quarreled, vowing to fight for their favorite verses, forgetting that they were all written by the same person.

Soon, Du Wenxing's poems came out of the embroidered curtain again, and a geisha dressed in colorful clothes sang loudly with the manuscript in his hand.

This is the rule of the poetry club, and the poems that are rated as the first will be sung by famous prostitutes in Chengdu.

But this time, it was not a song that was sung, but a ...... Thirteen songs.

These are the thirteen best poems selected from Du Wenxing's poems, which can be described as the best of the best.

The students in the audience were extremely surprised at first, for some reason, so many poems won the first place, and they were noisy for a while, but after the first line of poetry was read, they gradually quieted down.

These poems ...... Everyone began to taste the artistic conception in these poems.

Listening to them one by one, everyone became more and more surprised, they didn't expect that there would be so many masterpieces at this poetry meeting, and I don't know which thirteen talented people made them.

Zhou Yunwen and Lu Hong looked at Du Wenxing with strange eyes, especially Lu Hong, with great admiration in their eyes, and the previous jealousy and rejection had long been thrown out of the clouds.

When the gap between people is large enough to a certain extent, jealousy does not exist, and this is human nature.

After the thirteen poems were sung, the geisha retreated, and there was a hum in the room, and everyone asked who had written the poems.

Li Mingxu was a little frustrated, the poem he had written in advance was not among them, but he was not unconvinced, after all, any of these thirteen poems was better than his own poem.

But that kid ...... He looked at Du Wenxing...... It should have been suppressed!

I am a Wenhua place in Chengdu Prefecture, there are many talents, how can a foreign boy be rampant.

Then I saw that the kid from the Qingcheng faction stood tall, smiling and looking ahead, quite a bit of a romantic character.

Hmph, pretend!

Li Mingxu sneered.

Ding——!

A chime sounded.

Xuezheng Tongguang walked out of the Water Pavilion, straightened his robe and said loudly: "Talented scholars, today's poetry will be titled Yongju, a total of sixty-one poems, and the poems written by Du Wenxing of the Qingcheng faction will be crowned by the public discussion of the Water Pavilion. ”

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused a round of surprise.

The young talents didn't expect that the poems of the martial artists of the Qingcheng faction were also listed in the thirteen, and the other didn't expect that there was only Du Wenxing?

Aren't there thirteen poems?

Tongguang seemed to guess the doubts of the students, and stroked his beard and said: "These thirteen poems just now are all written by Du Wenxing of the Qingcheng faction, I believe that everyone should have no objections to him winning the championship!"

"What?"

"All thirteen songs are written by one person!"

"How is this possible?"

"Isn't it that my classmates are dazzled and have read the wrong name?"

"It's impossible to read the wrong thirteen names, right?"

"This kid is a martial artist, and he has such literary talent?!"

“......”

Shocked, unbelieving, admiring...... Emotions filled the field.

One by one, their eyes looked at Du Wenxing.

Li Mingxu, who had questioned Du Wenxing before, had a complicated complexion, and after changing for a while, he shouted: "I don't believe it, did you write these poems yourself?"

Du Wenxing secretly said in his heart: "Naturally not, this young man is not a poet immortal." ”

But he said, "This brother, have you heard my poems in other places?"

"This ...... No, it's impossible, how can anyone make so many good sentences in a short period of time!" Li Mingxu asked forcefully.

"You can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't!" It was Lu Hong who spoke, only to see this kid glaring at Li Mingxu with a red face, and he was angry at this former friend for questioning his idol.

"No, I still don't believe it, unless I am asked to write a question on the spot, and you can make a poem of the same quality!"

Many students in the audience shook their heads secretly, is this Li Mingxu crazy because he was stimulated, and he dared to make such an unreasonable request, but the academic and political masters are still standing there......

Moreover, it is even more difficult to have the same quality, you know...... Good words and good sentences can be met but not sought, they are all the products of a flash of inspiration, this person Yongju can write so much at once, it must also be the product of accumulation over the years......

If you deliberately come up with a strange topic, and you have to make high-level poems, isn't this deliberately embarrassing?

But what is surprising is that the classmate did not stop Li Mingxu's attack, but stood silent in front of the water pavilion.

In the Water Pavilion, Zheng Huan said dissatisfiedly: "Is this deliberately embarrassing the juniors?"

One person asked, "Could it be that this disciple of the Qingcheng faction has any disagreement with the same adult, or does the same adult dislike the Qingcheng faction?"

Yun Qiao, who was sitting on the other side, listened, shook his head, and said, "I have never heard of any grudges between the Tong adults and the Qingcheng faction, and as for this young man, it is even more impossible!"

Don't mention the doubts of the big guys in the Water Pavilion.

Back in the field, Du Wenxing did not change his face in the face of Li Mingxu's questioning, but laughed.

Li Mingxu, I don't know why you targeted me, but if you have any tricks, let the horse come over, and I'll take it over. ”

Du Wenxing's words made many people in the audience look surprised.

You'll never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep?

Although this sentence is straightforward, it is philosophical.

But...... Which ancient man said this???

The students in the audience looked at each other, and many of them were ashamed, only to feel that they still had read too few books.

The bigwigs in the Water Pavilion are different, these are all people who are rich and rich, as soon as Du Wenxing finished speaking, Zheng Huan laughed, "This kid pretended to be the words of the ancients, it is true...... Naughty!"

Yunqiao said with a smile: "A clever little ghost, it's a pity that he gave up the imperial examination and went to martial arts." ”

It's not necessarily too late to correct it now!

Zheng Huan was thoughtful, and he already had the intention of persuading him to learn.