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At this moment, Xu Xianfang breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Yun Yan on the high platform. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The light is dazzling, and the rainbow is in the sky.

The beautiful face was filled with confidence and brilliance that had never been seen before, and compared with the surprised and inexplicable looks of others in the stands, there was really a brilliance like a phoenix spreading its wings. Not only is it a stunning appearance, but it also adds a proud and calm posture to the body, which is so beautiful that people can't look at it directly.

As long as I saw her at this moment, I already felt that everything I had paid for this moment was worth it.

Fengming Qishan, known all over the world.

Yun Yan hugged her arms, looked at Tang Mingxuan, and said with a smile: "Tang Gongzi dares to take this as a topic, I'm afraid that he also has some attainments in this fast poem, how much of this appearance is pretended now?"

Tang Mingxuan's body trembled, and he couldn't hide his surprise. If he didn't have a genius, he wouldn't be promoted as the leader by the students of Bailu Academy, let alone win the favor of the literary world. And the most advantageous place is what Yun Yan said at the moment, with extremely agile poetry and fast talent.

Otherwise, he would embarrass Yun Yan by publishing a poem, even if he wins, the next thing is Yun Yan's counterattack, if he can't take it, it's just a tie. This careful thinking was exposed by Yun Yan in public, and he stopped quibbling with his surname, and put on a posture of breaking the boat, "I am indeed good at fast poetry, Miss Yun can come and try if my fast talent is under you!"

There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone originally thought that Yun Yan would publish ten more poems for Tang Mingxuan to write poems, and he would definitely lose, and his heart was full of compassion. It wasn't until the situation on the field turned around that he realized that Tang Mingxuan was sure that he could take it. Raised his momentum again, and shouted: "Tang Gongzi is good!"

There was also a smart whisper: "Miss Yun, don't fall for him, he is clearly setting up an empty city plan, and he will kill him by publishing poems!" This is still a rare voice of support for Yun Yan, and a few people next to him inevitably glared at him angrily, he hurriedly blinked his eyes, and no one who can sit here is a fool, and he also clamours with the noise.

Xu Xian was also a little puzzled, and asked Hu Xinyue beside him, "Do you think he is sure that he can match?"

Hu Xinyue glanced at him with cold eyes, "Can't you see such a simple method of agitation?"

At the same time, Yun Yan smiled and said: "Has it been changed to a radical general? But it doesn't matter, just now I also said 'to treat others in the way of others', or this topic, let me see Tang Gongzi's quick talent." "What is good about it?" Now it's Xia, so let's take "Xia" as the title!" Tang Mingxuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and felt a little grateful to Yun Yan. The broader the topic, the simpler it is, and such a topic is much easier than his rain.

He had already seen Yun Yan's talents, and if he was to find him, it would definitely be extremely difficult. It is almost impossible for him to answer in five steps. If it becomes like that, it becomes that he only made a few difficult couplets and poems on the stage, but was swept off the stage by the other party, then he really doesn't know where to put his face!

Looking at Yun Yan with an indifferent smile a few steps away, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, and the most amazing thing is the regret of "Luo Fu already has a husband"!

Yun Yan smiled slightly, "Summer Wind." ”

Tang Mingxuan frowned and thought about it while walking around the platform, and sure enough, he chanted in a very short time: "The summer breeze is warm, and the trees are shady. The new bamboo shoots are long and short, and the early cherry blossoms are light and dark. ”

There was an uproar of applause in the audience, but it was much louder than Fang Yunyan's poetry!

"Mountains, forests, clouds and rain", if these topics are dealt with one by one, Tang Mingxuan can actually go down one by one, but compared to Yun Yan's words, it will inevitably take more time.

But Yun Yan didn't make it difficult either, saying that she was not allowed to use any words and the like, and the questions she came up with were very vague and easy to correct. But even so, Tang Mingxuan gradually became embarrassed, and sometimes his words were quite incomprehensible, and Yun Yan only smiled slightly. Sometimes it's hard to say whether it's more than five steps, he takes the fourth step and refuses to fall for a long time, Yun Yan also lets him think.

The people in the stands are not stupid, they can see the doorway, but no one will say anything. Several old gentlemen on the judging table also looked at each other and stopped talking.

Hu Xinyue suddenly said: "Xu Xian, it seems that Yun Yan has taken a fancy to that kid and deliberately released the water." Do whatever you have to do!"

Xu Xian's eyes stared at the field, and he said without looking back: "Nonsense, this competition is not only about articles, but also about courage, overpowering the calmness and generosity of all men, the kind of confidence that is as free as an adult teasing a child." ”

Of course, Hu Xinyue also understood this truth, and said this just because Xu Xian was angry to stimulate him. But I was a little surprised when I heard his words, "Do you really think that women in the world should be like this?"

Xu Xian turned his head, "How is the woman in the world the business of the world, she is my wife, I just want her to be better!"

At this time, with a sound that overwhelmed all the voices in front of him, Tang Mingxuan finally finished the tenth poem, his body was already sweating profusely, and his expression was a little embarrassed.

But his talent, no one will doubt. There will only be people who think that he is still inferior to this Yun girl after all, but this is also a helpless thing.

Tang Mingxuan shook his head, and the next thing he was waiting for was the judgment of those old Confucians. If the winner is decided, there is no longer a need for a third game.

As everyone watched, several old Confucians exchanged their heads and ears, and finally the head of the horse courtyard stood up, "We have judged that it is...... Draw! Wait for us to come up with a question, and then hand it over to the two talented women to divide the winner. After speaking, he quickly sat down and continued to drink tea.

Some people cheered, but more were dumbfounded, such a situation is said to be impartial, and no one will believe it. If it was an ordinary situation, some people would have scolded the injustice, but in this situation, no one would want Tang Mingxuan to lose in the hands of a woman like this.

Tang Mingxuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, not knowing whether to be happy or something else. Looking at Yun Yan on the other side, she still had a faint smile, as if she was not surprised or angry at such a result. A trace of frustration rose in my heart, and I suddenly felt that I was a caged bird, and no matter how much I struggled, I couldn't escape her clamps. But there is more hope, and I desperately want to win this last sentence.

After a while, Ma Yuanshou got up again, "From couplets to poems, the two of them are all exported into chapters to make fast, and they have obtained many good sentences in just a few moments. A few of our old bones responded to this scene, and also came up with a question, please pair two pairs, not limited to rhetorical battles, rhyme with sound rhythm, as long as the number of words is the same, in line with the specifications! ”

Everyone was in an uproar, what kind of topic is this, as long as the number of words is the same, then wouldn't it be like this to say "one, two, three, four, five", even if it is right for "five, six, eighty, ninety", such a topic can be corrected by a five-year-old child.

But there are also people who bow their heads and ponder, and the essence of this question is probably in the word "specification".

The master of ceremonies took the topic from the judging table and handed it to Tang Mingxuan and Yun Yan at the same time, both of whom were slightly stunned.

At the same time, a white cloth more than a foot long hung down from the top of the stand, and the following words were written:

"Jade Cough Singing New Que Cai Lotus People in Luyangjin"

Everyone looked at each other, and it was really a strange specification, but what kind of topic is this, and what kind of method is it.

But seeing that Yun Yan had already picked up a pen and started writing on the paper, Tang Mingxuan was in a hurry, and he looked at the topic again and again, and suddenly he had an idea and wrote on the paper.

Gradually, there seemed to be some people in the field who saw the doorway, frowning and thinking about it one by one, it was not too difficult to see the doorway, but it was even more difficult to come up with the right poem in a moment.

Yun Yan wrote with a stroke of the pen and presented the rice paper. Tang Mingxuan also presented his own couplet at the same time.

The emcee turned out to see that Yun Yan's writing was unhurried, neat, and the font was beautiful and straight, as if it was everyone's demeanor, and it was a good word.

Tang Mingxuan was twisted and crooked, and the ink was dripping. Obviously, in order to catch up with the time, he wrote in a hurry, and this kind of writing is inevitably like graffiti, and I can't see any law. But the fight is poetry, and it has nothing to do with the font, so it seems to be a tie again.

The crowd was noisy, speculating about the outcome of the battle.

Tang Mingxuan's face was pale, his body was drenched in cold sweat, and he only hoped that Yun Yan would make some mistake and let himself win.

After a while, two more white cloths fell, with the couplets of Yun Yan and Tang Mingxuan written respectively.

"It's time to wake up at dusk, enjoy the hops, and return to Ma Rufei - Yun Yan"

"When parting, I heard the leakage and turned to remember the quiet period, and returned to the long-term Yisi - Tang Mingxuan"

And most of the viewers are still not deep in poetry and books, and people who do not understand their meaning, ask loudly, "What kind of poem is this?"

"yes, yes, what does that mean?"

The master of ceremonies said loudly: "You may still have some questions, just listen to my thoughts!" raised his hand to draw everyone's attention to the topic, and chanted loudly:

"The lotus pickers are in Luyangjin, and they are new in Luyangjin. A new singing voice coughs jade, and the singing voice coughs jade lotus pickers. ”

"Look at the poems these two have made!"

"Miss Yun's is 'Go back to Ma Rufei to enjoy the flowers, go to Ma Rufei and have little wine. When the wine is slightly awake, it is twilight, and when it wakes up, it is twilight to enjoy the flowers. ’”

"And Tang Gongzi's is 'meditating on the return period for a long time, and remembering the parting for a long time.'" When I remember parting, I smell and miss, and when I hear and miss, I think quietly. ’”

Everyone suddenly realized that this poem intersects from beginning to end, interlocking, it is actually a circular poem, the best thing is that it not only conforms to the rhythm, but also the artistic conception is very elegant, and it is by no means a rigid set can be created. And these two people can see the way in an instant and can't make their poems, this talent can't help but be amazing.

But in this case, isn't it another draw, is there another problem?

There was another exchange of words on the judge's seat, and the head of the Ma Yuan got up to announce the result, glanced at Yun Yan deeply, and said to Tang Mingxuan:

"Tang Gongzi, you lost. ”

(To be continued)