Soon, a shopkeeper went to get a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and prepared to ask Jiang Yunshan to write his poem and give it to Xu Mu'e as a birthday gift.

Seeing this, Xu Xian and Fang Zhongyong glanced at each other, and after smiling, they were ready to go back to their seats, not planning to compete with Jiang Yunshan.

Jiang Yunshan's poem is indeed well written, even if it is not improvised, it is very good, the topic is very good, and the rhetoric and artistic conception are also good, which shows that this person is indeed a genius, has real skills, and wants to make better poems than this, I am afraid it is not easy.

Moreover, Xu Xian and Fang Zhongyong didn't plan to be in the limelight today, they just came to celebrate their birthday and have a big meal, but now that Jiang Yunshan stood up, they just returned to their seats to eat.

However, the two of them wanted to retreat, but Xu Mu'e didn't agree, and immediately glared: "Xu Xian, Fang Zhongyong, where are you two going?"

He was not stupid, he could naturally guess the general inner thoughts of Xu Xian and Fang Zhongyong.

Xu Mu'e loves to learn, especially beautiful poetry.

So she usually asks Xu Xian and Fang Zhongyong for poetry, but these two basically won't agree to him, and always find various reasons to prevaricate the past, making her helpless.

Today is her birthday, a godsend, she will not let go of this opportunity in vain, of course, she has to take the opportunity to let the two of them compose a poem before she is willing to let it go.

"We ......" Fang Zhongyong scratched his head and was about to explain.

Xu Mu'e interrupted them directly, and said with a sly smile: "You two great talents, you have written so many poems on weekdays, and today I have a birthday, why should you also write a poem?"

Xu Xian said: "Jiang Gongzi Zhuyu has already made such a masterpiece, we don't need to be ugly, right?"

Jiang Yunshan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a smile: "Since Mu'e has asked for it, Xu Gongzi, you can make a song." Xu Gongzi has made so many popular poems before, and he is famous, and he is recognized as the next No. 1 talent in Jiangnan, how can he not make good poems?"

"People often like to say that it is difficult to live up to fame, I think Xu Gongzi should not be such a person, right?"

"Huh?" Xu Xian glanced at Jiang Yunshan silently, he felt obvious hostility from this person.

His intention in saying these words was obvious, that is, to force Xu Xian to make a poem today to compete with him. If Xu Xian is unwilling to do it, or the poems he makes are not as good as his Jiang Yunshan's "Poppy Beauty", then it means that Xu Xian is not worthy of his name, and his past fame is fake!

Jiang Yunshan has full confidence in his own lyrics, no matter how talented a demon is, it is difficult to make a better poem than him in a short period of time!

Therefore, he has now forced Xu Xian to a dilemma, and he will definitely lose.

In the Dali Dynasty, the reputation of a scholar was sometimes more important than fame. If a person's reputation is ruined, then her person is almost completely ruined.

It's just that Xu Xian didn't understand why this cousin suddenly targeted him.

How did he know that Jiang Yunshan was already invisible, so he regarded him as a rival in love, either you die or I go.

Of course, he will not let go of this opportunity, let Xu Xian lose face once, change Xu Mu'e's opinion of him, and no longer worship him!

Besides, Jiang Yunshan is indeed a little envious and jealous of Xu Xian's reputation now, he has news of him in Jiangnan but far away in Jingshi Yingtianfu! He hopes that he can win Xu Xian in this way, and his reputation can also soar!

Suddenly, Jiang Yunshan's purpose not only did not succeed, but made Xu Mu'e take the initiative to stand up and said, "Brother Yunshan, you can't say that. Xu Xian's past talent is obvious to all, even if he can't make good poems today, it can only mean that he has no inspiration today. can't show that he doesn't live up to his name!" Speaking of this, Xu Mu'e paused, and then said with a smile to Xu Xian: "Xu Xian, you are not suitable for poetry today, so forget it." But remember, you owe me a poem. ”

Xu Xian shook his head.

Originally, he really didn't plan to be in the limelight today, but now that someone has to persecute him, he can't help it.

Reputation is a very important thing, even if there is a chance to earn it back in the future after this ruin, but the difficulty has increased more than tenfold. So today he has to do something to let Jiang Yunshan know that he is worthy of his name, not that he is actually difficult to live up to his reputation!

At this time, the shopkeeper finally took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and prepared to let Jiang Yunshan leave the ink treasure.

Xu Xian walked over, also took a brush and a piece of paper, and said indifferently: "Since Jiang Gongzi is so interested, then I will also make a poem." ”

Jiang Yunshan smiled and said, "Okay, then let's write our respective poems on paper." When the time comes, when Mu'e likes that one, she will put that one away and take it home. ”

This trick is also very vicious.

Whoever has a better work, let Xu Mu'e take it home. So isn't it a bad work, just throw it away?

Xu Xian didn't panic at all, nodded and said indifferently: "My poem is a simple seven-word quatrain, and the words are ordinary, I'm afraid it is far less gorgeous than Jiang Gongzi." ”

Jiang Yunshan pretended to be modest and said: "The words are simple, maybe there will be unexpected effects? After all, composing poetry does not rely entirely on rhetoric. ”

Xu Xian simply said 'um', and didn't care what Jiang Yunshan said, just picked up the pen and started writing.

Xu Xian's calligraphy is also making steady progress, and he has become more and more chic and freehand, and everyone's demeanor is becoming more and more intense.

Four sentences, seven quatrains, twenty-eight words, Xu Xian almost did it in one go.

When he picked up the pen and finished work, Jiang Yunshan had just begun to write.

"Alright. Xu Xian put down the pen, blew the ink on the rice paper, and said with a smile: "There is really no inspiration, Miss Xu, you are so young, I feel that there is something wrong with writing poems about birthday celebrations no matter how you write them, so I just wrote a compliment to Miss Xu's appearance." Hope you enjoy it. ”

Generally speaking, to congratulate each other on their birthdays, they are all wishing each other good fortune such as Donghai Shoubi Nanshan and the like, with Xu Mu'e just turning 17 years old, it is naturally not appropriate to say this.

So it's better to simply praise her.

"So fast?"

Xu Mu'e was a little anxious and regretful in her heart, knowing that she would not let Xu Xian write poems and lyrics for her.

Although she wanted Xu Xian to write a poem specifically for her, she didn't want to damage Xu Xian's reputation. The poem made by Xu Xian is so simple that it is basically impossible to compare it with Jiang Yunshan's "Poppy Beauty".

Xu Zhengqing and Yang Jianxing, who were present, also frowned, secretly feeling that it was not good, thinking that if Xu Xian lost later, they would have to find a way to suppress this matter, and they couldn't really let Xu Xian's reputation be damaged!

Only Fang Zhongyong had no worries about Xu Xian from beginning to end, in his opinion, since Xu Xian decided to compose poetry, he must be sure to win Jiang Yunshan.

As Xu Xian's opponent, he knows Xu Xian very well.

It is precisely because of this thoroughness that he has confidence in Xu Xian.

At this time, Xu Mu'e frowned and read out Xu Xian's poem very worriedly.

"Seventeen years old, cardamom at the beginning of February;

Spring breeze ten miles of Hangzhou Road, it is better to roll up the bead curtain!"

Be quiet.

Needle drops can be heard.

The entire third floor fell into complete silence as Xu Mu'e read out the poem. It is in stark contrast to the enthusiastic applause of everyone when Jiang Yunshan made his song "Poppy Beauty" just now.

The silence at this time does not mean that Xu Xian's poem is not good enough, and it is not as good as Jiang Yunshan's words, but in fact it is the opposite.

Xu Xian's poem was so amazing, so amazing that everyone was stunned, and they were completely caught up in the beauty of the poem, so they forgot what to say for a while.

"Seventeen years old, cardamom tips in early February, spring breeze ten miles of Hangzhou Road, roll up the bead curtain is not as good!"

After half a ring, someone finally came back to his senses, repeated the repetition in his mouth, and then said loudly: "Wonderful! Just this poem is enough to float three whites!"

After someone commented, others reacted immediately, with complete shock in their eyes.

None of them thought that a poem made by Xu Xian's mouth that was 'not very good and uninspired' would be amazing to such a degree!

This poem is indeed very simple, just twenty-eight words.

And every word is very commonly used, very ordinary, without any gorgeous, atmospheric, majestic rhetoric.

But when these simple words are connected into simple sentences, and simple sentences are connected into a poem, it is like a firefly turning into a moon, which can simply impact people's hearts!

Spring breeze ten miles of Hangzhou Road, roll up the bead curtain is not as good!

Looking at the youthful beauties of the ten-mile long street in Hangzhou, rolling up the bead curtain and selling pretty fandel is not comparable to her, what a stroke of genius!

I'm afraid this is a sentence that praises a person for being beautiful, the highest level, and the most beautiful, right?

Everyone present was a person of great learning, but in their minds, they could not think of a single line of poetry that could be compared with this sentence.

Throughout the ages, there has not been a word!

Even Xu Mu'e herself was a little red, and she felt a little embarrassed to be praised.

It's true that she's beautiful, but it's so beautiful that the Fandel that integrates Hangzhou City has no color because of her!

Xu Xian looked at everyone's demeanor, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seems that Du Mu's "Farewell" is worthy of being a famous article through the ages, even if it is slightly modified by him and applied here, there is nothing wrong with it.

The original sentence of this poem is: more than thirteen years of grace, cardamom tips in early February;

It describes the posture and demeanor of a thirteen-year-old girl, beautiful and light, like a cardamom flower waiting to bloom in February!

Xu Mu'e just turned seventeen years old today, and it is definitely not possible to use the first sentence of the original poem, so Xu Xian changed it to seventeen years old.

In addition, in the Dali Dynasty, there is no rule that cardamom years refer to thirteen-year-old girls, so there is nothing wrong with the second sentence 'cardamom tips in early February', which can be used to describe it.

As for the last two sentences "Spring breeze ten miles of Yangzhou Road, it is better to roll up the bead curtain", it is simple, just change Yangzhou to Hangzhou.

Xu Zhengqing and Yang Jianxing were still thinking about how to suppress this matter just now and not let this matter pass on, and now Xu Xian has won so neatly, once again refreshing their understanding of Xu Xian.

And Fang Zhongyong, although shocked by the subtlety of this poem, was not surprised by this result.

Even he has to be convinced by Xu Xian now, let alone a mere Jiang Yunshan?

However, he needs to work harder, otherwise he really won't be able to make up for the gap with Xu Xian in his life, but will only get farther and farther!

Jiang Yunshan was originally full of ambition, and he wrote his words very confidently, ready to give them to Xu Mu'e for good storage, and could even be regarded as a token of their love. As long as Xu Mu'e sees this poem in the future, she can think of him, which is really wonderful.

As for Xu Xian, he didn't feel that he could pose any threat to him this time.

When Xu Xian finished writing the poem in one go, Jiang Yunshan was ready to say two sentences of ridicule and ridicule, and what he made so quickly deserved to be compared to him?

However, before he could say it, he was read by Xu Mu'e.

Then Jiang Yunshan was completely stunned, standing there and not knowing what to do, it was not necessary to continue to write, not to write, and the whole person was very embarrassed.

Look at the half-words you have written, and then think about Xu Xian's poem......

Jiang Yunshan's face turned red.

There is an emotion called shame.

Just now he was still full of confidence in his words, and felt that no one in the world could make a better poem than him in a short time, but Xu Xian immediately told him with his strength, what is the meaning of heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!

Although Xu Xian's poem is only four sentences and twenty-eight words, it is more words than his poem, I don't know how many times!

If it was possible, Jiang Yunshan would have liked to dig a hole and bury himself.

This slap in the face came too quickly and a little too vicious!

"Do you still like this poem?" Xu Xian asked Xu Mu'e.

Xu Mu'e's head nodded quickly like a chicken eating rice, and said excitedly: "I like it! I can't like it more! This is the best birthday gift I have received in so many years!"

"That's good. Xu Xian said with a smile.

Actually, Xu Xian's gift is not cheap.

When he was a child, a piece of writing could be sold for two hundred taels of silver, and the current price of this character is only high.

Turning his head, he looked at Jiang Yunshan, who was holding a brush but couldn't put it down, his face was red and he was standing still, not knowing what to do, and asked, "Jiang Gongzi, I'm still worthy of my name, right?"

The muscles on Jiang Yunshan's face twitched, squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "True to the name!"

"That's good. ”

Xu Xian nodded, and finally returned to his seat with Fang Zhongyong, eating a big meal with peace of mind.

As for what Jiang Yunshan would think, whether it would be very him, it was all his own business, and Xu Xian didn't care.

The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth.

Since he took the initiative to provoke the incident, it was natural for Xu Xian to resist, and now he was embarrassed and couldn't come to power, and he also brought it on himself.

Who is to blame?

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