ps: I'm sorry, I'm late, there are still three chapters, and the poetry meeting will end!! "Miss, this poem is so touching, Wen'er has an urge to cry!"

As a talented girl, although she may not necessarily compose poetry, it is no problem to appreciate it.

However, the heroic girl on the other side didn't have such feelings, and pursed her cyan lips that were not ordinary: "At first, he was quite backbone, but I didn't expect him to be a poor sour!"

"Miss Qingqing, this is not poor and sour, Zhang Gongzi writes about lovesickness between lovers, he must have been forced to separate from the person he loves, and now he can only send love to the moon!" Hearing the disdainful voice of the heroic girl, the sensual little maid hurriedly defended.

The heroic girl's face was embarrassed by what she said, but she refused to admit that she didn't understand: "Hmph, I said he was poor and sour, he was poor and sour!"

"Miss Qingqing, really, this Zhang Gongzi is very talented, the last time Miss and I accidentally met him when he said goodbye to his mother to take the exam, he wrote a poem. I remember it was - the line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt. Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late. How about it, touching, Miss Qingqing, I'll tell you......"

The little maid wanted to say something, but the heroic girl couldn't hold it on her face, so she interrupted rudely: "I'm a young lady, you are a maid, whatever I say is what!" made the little maid look aggrieved.

In my heart, I was thinking, "Is it really that touching?" But I didn't feel anything when I said goodbye to my father and queen mother!"

Wei Lingxue didn't pay attention to the noise of the two little girls, but chewed on the artistic conception in the poem repeatedly, and she didn't feel a little stupid!

"Wenbo. After all, a dream is a dream, and now that the dream has woken up, don't think too much!" Although Sun Zichu felt amazing after reading the poem, what he opened his mouth was persuasive words.

"Yes, Wenbo, there is no grass at the end of the world, and I will ask your sister-in-law to find a few ladies for you tomorrow. With my brother's talent, even a princess deserves it! When will that poem be completed for me?" said Fat Wang patting Zhang Xuan's arm and smiling.

"Hehe!" In the face of the inquiries of the two friends, Zhang Xuan could only shake his head and smile bitterly, but he immediately regained his firmness and looked up at Mingyue. He secretly said in his heart: "Yaochi Palace?"

"This, this is the pen strength and thinness, to thin without losing its flesh, the turning point can be seen in the gold and iron hidden edge, the rest of the reading for more than ten years, copying the book under the paste not a thousand, but never seen. This is a new font! Moreover, looking at Brother Wenbo's pen power, this font has already become a great success!" Guo Huai was secretly shocked in his heart.

Originally. Guo Huai had just finished writing his poem, and when he saw Zhang Xuan writing, he came over to observe it, but he was suddenly shocked by Zhang Xuan's font. I didn't even pay attention to the content of the poem itself!

"Brother Wenbo, is this your original new font?" Guo Huai interrupted.

"Yes, Brother Guo, the name of this font is Thin Gold Body, speaking of which, the younger brother is the first witness, you don't know. At that time, ......" Sun Zichu answered, and the fat man next to him also leaned over. told about their surprise when they saw this font for the first time, and the three of them said that they seemed to have forgotten the poem written by Zhang Xuan.

Looking at the two gags, Zhang Xuan's heart warmed: "It's good to have friends!"

"Okay, when the time comes, please put the finished poems in the tray in front of the table!"

Hearing this, everyone put their works into the tray, and the little girl also carefully rolled up the rice paper on the table, fortunately, these rice papers are specially made, and the ink will dry soon when it falls on it, and it will not stain the paper!

"The next period of evaluation is the time for all the sons to show their talents freely, I don't know which one will come first?" After the maids retreated, Steward Liu said again.

Everyone knew that the big drama was coming, and after a quiet tea time, a tall and thin boy got up and saluted the surroundings and said: "In Wu Ming, Xia Nanfeng County, there is a poem today, I am willing to introduce jade to all the brothers, please taste it!"

After speaking, he saw that he opened the folding fan in his hand suddenly, while taking a figure-eight step, while gently shaking the folding fan, his eyes were blank, and he was thinking, until seven steps later, he was shocked, and he put away the folding fan and hit it in the palm of his left hand, and sang: "Yes, the full moon flies to the mirror, and the heart folds the big knife." Turn the tent and go far away, and climb the laurel and look up to the sky. The waterway is suspicious of frost and snow, and the forest dwells see feathers. At this time, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count everything. ”

Looking at the people who were secretly contemplating and tasting, Wu Ming smiled, in his opinion, his talent among the people can only be regarded as average, and there is no hope for the leader, it is better to be the first to stand up, so that it will make people have some impression and earn some fame!

As for this poem, it was naturally not something he came up with just seven steps, but after hearing the news, it took seven days to compose, and the level has reached the middle and upper level, and he was not even willing to use it when he was fighting just now, but improvised a poem casually.

After all, he was the first to jump out, although he didn't think he could get the leader, but he couldn't be too bad, otherwise he wouldn't be famous, but it would become a joke!

"In Xu Che, Linhu County, I have met Brother Wu and all brothers. Brother Wu's poem is good, sending homesickness to the moon, which is in line with the mood of people who have left their hometowns such as us, but the younger brother also has a poem here, and I also ask all the brothers to give me more advice!" After Wu Ming sat down, someone stood up and said.

After introducing himself, this person did not pretend, but directly chanted: "Haolu is in the sky when the treasure mirror rises, and the clouds are silent; the equilibrium is full of colors, and the clouds are thousands of miles bright; the cunning rabbit falls from the string, and the toad is born in front of him; the spirit chariot intends to join hands to wait for the galaxy to be completely cleared." ”

After reading it, Xu Che glanced at Wu Ming vaguely, and was proud in his heart: "Although you were one step ahead, my poems are better, but they are pressing you!"

"Good poetry!" someone praised.

Zhang Xuan also nodded secretly, this poem focuses on describing the moonlit night, the rhetoric is gorgeous, and it is also majestic in terms of pattern, but there is some lack of feelings, but on the whole, it is indeed a little better than Wu Ming's primary!

"Under ......"

"Under ......"

"Under ......"

With two people taking the lead. The atmosphere of fighting poetry suddenly became stronger, and the theme of this poetry meeting was clear, and everyone was prepared before coming. Therefore, sticky hands come, and the whole poem will seem quite smooth!

"Okay, all the brothers are one of my Yangzhou Shi Junjie, the poems can be said to be the works of the famous state and county, Ma is not talented, and wants to go to the exit of Guiyuan from now on, to see how many poems can be made. Please also witness it!"

When it was bustling, a burst of applause attracted everyone's attention. Follow the sound and look at it. I saw that the eldest prince of Ma stood up gracefully and was clasping his fists in front of everyone.

"Okay, Ma Gongzi is so arrogant!" As soon as the words fell, someone cheered. Then I saw this person pour a glass of wine and handed it over and said, "I toast Ma Gongzi with a glass of warm wine!"

Marven smiled slightly, and refused: "Come back and drink again!"

Then he shook the folding fan. pondering and walking towards the exit of Guiyuan, after three steps, Marven paused, and sang: "The cold sky on the round spirit is the same as all over the world." Thousands of miles away, there is no rain and wind?"

"Good, good poetry!"

Before the praise fell, I saw that Marven took three steps again, and then paused: "The eyes are poor and the sea is as full as silver." Wandao rainbow breeds mussels. If there is no moon repairer in the sky, the cinnamon branch will be damaged to the west. ”

After three more steps, Marven chanted again: "Jade Shanshan goes down to the moon wheel." In front of the palace, he found Revsin. So far, it will not be in the sky, it should be Chang'e and people. ”

Ma Wencai is not in a hurry, three steps and one poem, and the quality is getting better and better: "The twilight clouds are overflowing and cold, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently." This night is not good in this life, where will the bright moon look next year. ”

"The sky will be tonight and the moon. Wash it all over again. The summer retreats and the sky is clear, and the autumn is clear. The stars make it shine. Wind dew hair crystal Ying. can change the world, it is Yujing. ”

Fifteen steps later, six round tables were passed, and five poems were released!

"To be able to change the world, it is Yujing. Three steps and one poem, five poems in a moment, especially the last one, the atmosphere is majestic, the weather is thousands, there is no vulgar atmosphere! The stars make brilliance, and the wind dew is crystal beautiful. Compared with Ma Gongzi, we are the stars that foil us!" Seeing Ma Wencai turn around, one person got up and bowed.

Looking at the surprised crowd and listening to the "sizzling" inhalation sound in his ears from time to time, Marven was very proud in his heart!

"But do you think that's the end of it?"

Since the Wei Mansion was preparing to hold the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, especially after the news that Miss Wei would attend the poetry meeting reached Ma Wencai's ears, he quickly gathered more than a dozen poetry experts and spent three days to make six poems and two words.

The surrounding praise continued, but Ma Wencai did not show any smugness, and kept a just right smile, which made people all praise "good city"!

After turning around and walking seven steps, Marven spoke again: "A round of autumn shadows turning into golden waves." The flying mirror was resharpened. Ask Lady for the wine. Being white-haired and bullied. It's good to ride the wind, the sky is thousands of miles, and you can look down at the mountains and rivers. Cut off Gui Po Sa. Humanity is more, and there is more light. ”

The whole square fell silent.

After walking seven steps again, Marven returned to his seat and smiled confidently in front of everyone: "The sound of the anvil is urgent, and the crickets are thinking about Gaoqiu." I'm here to face the scene, and I don't learn from Song Yu to relieve my sorrows. Clean up the bleak situation, pay for the dignity of the drunkenness, and feel unfortunate. Since there is a lot of affection, the bright moon hangs in the south building. Sorrowful, horizontal jade flute, rhyme. On a good night, borrow me here to pour gold. Lovely day's scenery, leaning on the twelve, the universe is like a float. Drunk and sleepy, I don't know how to wake up, and I lie on my pillow. ”

"Wow!" At this time, everyone was completely shocked, less than thirty steps, five poems, two poems, plus one written, that is, eight poems! Even if you have prepared before, it is also a performance that only everyone can have in poetry.

Such a talent, but it completely shocked everyone's literary thoughts, and there was no follow-up! Everyone would never have thought that someone would be so shameless, for a poetry meeting, gathering more than a dozen people to think of poems and lyrics for him!

"If this is the true ability of this son, it can be regarded as a poet!" On the platform, Wei Gong commented.

"Hmph, this guy named Ma Mancai, how annoying you look!" In the pavilion, the heroic girl pouted and snorted coldly.

"Miss Qingqing, people's name is Ma Wencai!" next to her, the little maid Wen'er reminded in a whisper.

"Ma Gongzi is talented, Wen Jing worships, this wine is still warm, please drink Ma Gongzi!" The person who toasted before raised the wine glass above his head and bowed.

Marven took the wine glass and drank it all, looking at the admiring eyes of everyone, the wine was warm, and his heart was even warmer!

I saw a corner of the square, Zhang Xuan was laughing and laughing with Bao'er.

In Ma Wencai's opinion, I am radiant, but you turn a blind eye and go to laugh with a little girl, this is an unforgivable sin!

Ma Wencai's eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of danger, put the wine glass in his hand, and said loudly in the direction of Zhang Xuan: "Zhang Gongzi is confident, and his demeanor is disdainful, but he can't look down on Ma's five poems and two words, there must be more and better poems, you might as well say it, let everyone taste it together?"

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan, who was halfway through the joke, was stunned, looked up at the people who were focused on him, and then looked at Ma Wencai, who was not smiling, and was depressed: "Don't look disdainful? I'm just bored, and I'm just telling jokes with Bao'er, why don't you disdain?"

However, everyone else has stepped on their heads, and Zhang Xuan will not back down, not to mention that he is still an enemy who has already made a feud!

"The guy who remembers eating or not!" Zhang Xuan sneered in his heart, compared to poetry, with the backing of Tang and Song poems, let alone seven songs, even seventeen hands are just a matter of hand, who is he afraid of!

So Zhang Xuan got up and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Brother Ma, Brother Ma is seven poems in a moment, so urgent, but Zhang Xuan is willing to bow down!"

"Hmph!" Hearing Zhang Xuan's words, Ma Wencai snorted coldly in his heart, and shook the folding fan complacently, but immediately, he suddenly looked stunned: "No, there is a sense of irony in how you listen to this?"

Ma Wencai was shocked: "Is it ......?"

But immediately shook his head again: "No, it can't be!"

In fact, Ma Wencai really guessed that as a modern person, Zhang Xuan didn't believe that there would really be someone who was so powerful, three steps and one poem, seven steps, and seven poems came out one after another. After all, not everyone is a crossing freak like Zhang Xuan, there must be something greasy in this, but there is no evidence, and Zhang Xuan is not easy to poke, and he is not comfortable!

"However, junior brother really has a poem and a word here, since Brother Ma wants to taste it, then Zhang Xuan is better to be respectful than to obey his fate!"

"I'm about to ask for advice!" Marven bowed his hand politely, but the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain: "Two poems, unless they are classics, even if they are excellent works, if they match their own five poems and two words, they will only be defeated!"

Looking at the contemplative Zhang Xuan, everyone on the field had different expressions, some looked forward to it, some were disdainful, and some were quietly watching the changes.

After pondering for a moment, suddenly, he saw Zhang Xuan scanning the Guiyuan, looking at the sky, and then pointing to the center of the square and saying, "Atrium!"

"Ground white!"

"Poof!" As soon as the four words came out, everyone was happy, and some people even almost squirted out the wine in their mouths: "What kind of bullshit is different?" And Ma Wencai, Wu Shuizhi and others gloated, putting on a good show, waiting for Zhang Xuan to make a fool of himself!

Then Zhang Xuan's finger moved, pointed to a camphor tree outside the wall of Guiyuan and said, "The tree rests on the crow!"

Everyone followed Zhang Xuan's point, and sure enough, they saw a crow perched on a branch combing its feathers. A lantern is erected next to it, and the whole process is meticulously revealed by the light of the bright moon and the lantern. Perhaps sensing everyone's gaze, the crow croaked and flew away!