Chapter 169: Stone Triumph

Zhu Chenhuan does not have the talent and style of a literary master, but he is better than being a man in many lifetimes, and now the two souls are reborn in the world, and he has the memory of countless precious works of poetry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiao Weidong read Zhu Chenhuan's poem "Early Spring", his whole body was like being struck by lightning, standing here, he is called a little poet, and he naturally has the ability to taste and read poetry.

His own poem can be called a Mahayana poem, counting the entire Dawan City, and the number of people who can make such poems is definitely not more than one hand, so Xiao Weidong's confidence in winning is not untargeted, but Zhu Chenhuan's "Early Spring", whether it is the layout or the artistic conception of the scene, is far more than his own Chunjiang poem!

This is a famous poem that can be passed down through the ages!

Xiao Weidong's hands trembled, he looked at Zhu Chenhuan who was standing on the side with a pale face, only to see that Zhu Chenhuan's expression remained unchanged, and he occasionally yawned, how could he have the noble demeanor of a literati?

It's just that such a person who does not look like a literati makes such poems that have been passed down through the ages, who can believe it? Who dares to believe it!

"How so...... How can this be! Impossible, impossible......"

Xiao Weidong suddenly said loudly, he pointed at Zhu Chenhuan and shouted: "Impossible, how can you make such a poem in such a short period of time, this is fake, you must have stolen someone else's, it must be, it must be!"

Seeing that Xiao Weidong seemed to be crazy, Zhu Chenhuan just sat at the table, poured himself a cup of tea casually, and said lightly: "You guessed right......

Xiao Weidong showed a surprise smile on his face, but before the smile fell, he heard Zhu Chenhuan say again: "When I was a child, there was a monk who walked in front of my house at night, and he recited this poem in his mouth, so I remembered it and happened to use it here." I should really praise you, your reasoning ability is very good, you can even speculate about what happened more than ten years ago, I don't think you need to be a literati anymore, just go to be a head catcher, this is the most suitable for you. ”

Xiao Weidong's face suddenly darkened when he heard this, if he believed Zhu Chenhuan's nonsense, then he would really be a fool.

This is far more insulting to Xiao Weidong than Zhu Chenhuan saying anything else about him.

The corners of Zhu Chenhuan's mouth curled slightly, ignoring Xiao Weidong's ugly face, and said: "Master Xiao, I haven't experienced Wendou, I don't know how you judge who loses and who wins, but it must not take long, and it's not too early now, I think it's better to make a judgment early, after all, there is still the next round." ”

Xiao Weidong gritted his teeth, there was no blood on his face, he gritted his teeth, looked at the literati below, paused, and finally said: "When it comes to poetry, due to the influence of external conditions, some poems are really good to read now, but with the passage of time, they will slowly fade. However, some poems may not be visible now, but thousands of years later, they may bloom again, so it is really difficult to judge which is better or worse. In order to ensure fairness and justice, we will have a show of hands by all present in today's competition. ”

In Dawan City, Xiao Weidong's influence is indeed very great, even if everyone knows that Xiao Weidong's poems are not as good as Zhu Chenhuan, but after Xiao Weidong finished speaking, many people quickly raised their hands.

This is a small trick that Xiao Weidong played, he built momentum for himself at the beginning and won everyone's support, the purpose was to be afraid that there would be problems with his poems, and he could still get the support of everyone.

Sure enough, although some people have a bold heart, they are unswerving in their hearts and courage, and only make judgments based on the principle of fairness and justice. But more people are enthusiastic and have long forgotten what fairness and justice are.

Seeing that almost three-quarters of the people supported him, Xiao Weidong's face finally improved, he looked at Zhu Chenhuan proudly, and laughed wildly in his heart.

What if you're talented?

What if you are better at writing poems and lyrics than me?

In this Dawan City, I am the sky, I am the earth, and the victory or defeat is completely in my hands.

Zhu Chenhuan saw that these literati in Dawancheng were not treated with fairness and justice, so he just shook his head helplessly, and at the same time said again: "Foolish people!"

His voice was still very low, so low that Xiao Weidong at close range didn't hear it, but Shi Yuqing, who was in the position of the reliable window, could lip speak, when he saw Zhu Chenhuan's indifferent look, and saw what he said, he suddenly felt his heart tighten, as if something beyond his control was about to happen.

"Xiao Weidong, dare to gamble but dare not lose, is this your personality?"

At this moment, a mocking voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, and the voice was so long that the entire inn could hear it clearly.

Xiao Weidong's eyes suddenly froze when he heard this, he looked down the stage like a knife, and saw that directly below the ring, I don't know when a person appeared, this person was wearing a green shirt, holding a navy blue feather fan, he had a pair of eyes, the bridge of the nose was high, and his face was like a knife, with sharp edges and corners.

"Shi Kaixuan! It's you!"

Xiao Weidong's pupils shrank suddenly, and his voice was cold and full of anger. If there is anyone in Dawan City who Xiao Weidong hates the most, it must be Shi Kaixuan.

Both fathers are the first and second leaders in Dawancheng, and their own rights are almost the same, and everyone wants to squeeze out the other person, so for more than ten years, the two have been comparing each other almost since they were born, and they don't like each other, and now they are in their twenties, and they have been fighting for nearly 20 years.

Shi Kaixuan heard Xiao Weidong gritted his teeth and jumped out of the words, the expression on his face still did not change at all, I saw him shake the feather fan, and glanced deeply at Zhu Chenhuan, who was calmly drinking tea as if he was out of the matter, before he said with a smile: "It is said that the backbone of my Nanshu literati is the most unbreakable between heaven and earth, the sky is wrong, we dare to criticize the sky angrily, my Buddha is overstepping, and we also dare to stand up to the sky to accuse him of being wrong! This is the unyielding backbone of my Nanshu literati, this is the foundation of my Nanshu country, and the virtue of pride!" But today, you really disappointed me, no one at the scene is a straw bag, who doesn't know that this son's song "Early Spring" is far better than you, but you are perverse and oppress people with your power! Xiao Weidong, do you think that everyone in the world is blind and stupid? Do you know that because of your fault, it is very likely that the backbone of my Dawan literati will be ruined! Do you know what you are doing? Xiao Weidong-"

The more Shi Kaixuan said, the louder the voice, he had already practiced the method of martial arts, and he had the spirit of a literati, at this time, the words were correct and round to say this warning word, it was really like nine days of thunder, the sky and the earth moved, everyone asked only to feel that there was thunder in their ears!

Especially the last sentence of Xiao Weidong, it contains the meaning of awakening, and the vitality is mixed out, making everyone at the scene feel like an initiation, only to feel that what Shi Kaixuan said is really sincere, and he can't help but listen to it.

It was Shi Yuqing, who couldn't help but nod slightly when he heard Shi Kaixuan's words, he looked at Shi Kaixuan with satisfaction, who was still very brilliant even though he was standing among everyone, and praised: "Yes, Cheng Yuan, you gave birth to a good son." ”

Shi Chengyuan just smiled when he heard this, but the pride on his face couldn't be hidden.

Shi Kaixuan said very happily, but Xiao Weidong's face in the ring was as ugly as it was, he didn't know when Shi Kaixuan came, but Shi Kaixuan's words put him in a dilemma were true.

The hearts of the people are easy to gain, and the hearts of the people are easy to lose.

Xiao Weidong knew that because of Shi Kaixuan, he had lost the support of the literati.

Although Shi Kaixuan's words can't completely turn the people's hearts upside down, it is impossible to fully support himself as he did just now.

His eyes were full of hatred, and he glared at Zhu Chenhuan with anger, and finally sighed, his face was unwilling, but he was helpless to say: "I am willing to gamble and lose, even if everyone supports me, but I still have the arrogance of the literati, and I lost ...... in this first literary fight."