At this time, it is not yet the most enthusiastic time, the lantern will be turned on until the early hours of the morning, really good poems can not be really a miracle, most of each student will prepare one or two proud works, feel that their talent is not enough, there is no need to be ugly in front of those top characters will be released early, and really let the top batch of talents release the killer **, often until midnight will not start, if you can get a good reputation at this time tonight, accumulate fame, and the future career will be much smoother.

Although the pavilion is a pavilion, it is very large, within a radius of 100 zhang, the secluded path is parallel horizontally and vertically, the flowers are clustered, and the flowers are fragrant all the way.

The pavilion is full of friends, the seats are full, all are talented and beautiful people from all directions, look at the pine and cypress and the yellow-faced girl sit in the corner of a pavilion, in front of the well-dressed talented and beautiful women, they are dressed in coarse cloth and look inconspicuous in the crowd.

The crescent moon rose, the bright light sprinkled down, and a young man dressed in brocade stood like jade, and laughed loudly: "All of you present are all scholars who have read the books of sages, how can you not make some articles to express your life's aspirations in such a beautiful day? If poetry is really of a very high level, it is true that it is impossible to distinguish between high and low, but if it is much worse, then the excellent work is still clear at a glance. ”

The night is getting thicker and thicker in this atmosphere, and the atmosphere in the pavilion is still becoming more and more enthusiastic in the middle of the moon. I've seen some of the excitement from here, and it's starting to get windy outside.

This son's brother's surname is Li Mingyu, who is also a well-known figure in Yangzhou, not only does the article do well, but also has a first-hand poetry skill that has reached the point of perfection.

As soon as Li Yu's words came out, he ushered in a large number of applause and praise, and someone stood up and chanted: "Only on March 8 this year, I will rely on it as an imperial flower from now on." ”

The brocade-clothed brother Li Yu smiled slightly, and said to this person: "I haven't seen you for a few days, Brother Ning Huai's poetry attainments have risen greatly, and a good sentence will be relied on as an imperial flower from now on." ”

Ning Huai arched his hand and said, "Where is there." In front of Li Gongzi, how dare I call my poetry attainments and torment my little brother. “

Li Yu smiled and said that Brother Tai was humble and stopped caring about him, raised his eyes and said, "But there are still people who are willing to give it a try?"

As soon as the words fell, a few young people dressed as scholars walked out, and after some self-humility, they recited poems, no matter whether the poems were good or bad, Li Yu would praise them out loud, and the praised party, even if he was proud and happy in his heart, he would make a look like where and there, so that the yellow-faced girl on the side couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, dead poor and sour, you say that you readers are not strange, some poems are obviously not making sense, but you still want to make a shocking astronomical appearance, and the praise Fang is obviously happy in his heart, and he has to say where and where, sigh a few times and laugh. It's really hypocritical. The yellow-faced girl glanced at the poor scholar with slanted eyes, and sneered: "I see." You scholars are just full of food and have nothing to do -- panic. ”

Wang Songbai glared and said, "You don't understand, this is called etiquette, don't you know?

The yellow-faced girl was furious, a little yellow face was forced to redden, and she said angrily: "Dead poor and sour, you say I don't understand the rules?"

Looking at Songbai's head, he shrank his head, and the secret way was not good, so he stopped talking, looking at his nose and nose, and looking at his heart, making the appearance of an old monk. I saw that the yellow-faced girl didn't know what she thought, and she turned her anger into joy in an instant, and said with a bright smile: "Songbai, how about you also get up and chant a poem?"

Wang Songbai secretly said to himself that the woman turned her face faster than turning a book, and she couldn't figure out what kind of ghost this yellow-faced girl was doing, so she said: "Don't, just my little bit of nonsense, it's just a shame to go up, why should I add jokes in vain, just take a look." ”

The yellow-faced girl raised her eyebrows, she was happy, and said with a smile: "Oh?

"I just know a little bit about it. “

"Really just a little bit of it?"

The poor scholar said helplessly: "I really just know a little bit about it." “

The yellow-faced girl smiled lightly when she heard this, and said hello a few times.

Wang Songbai was panicked, and his heart was uncertain, just begging this yellow-faced goblin not to make any moths.

Time walks quietly, like a white horse passing through the gap, and it has reached midnight in a blink of an eye, Yangzhou has not only not rested because of this, but the atmosphere has reached the first point at this moment.

The breeze is slight, the lotus flowers under the pavilion are swaying, the bright moon is reflected in the water, someone has taken the liquor on the pavilion, drunk and singing, and the end is in high spirits.

Li Yu was holding a jar of unopened liquor, his drunken eyes were a little confused, and he saw a person beside him reminding softly: "Childe, it's early in the morning, it's time for your performance." ”

Li Yu smiled and said yes, slapped the mud seal of the wine jar with one palm, walked to the edge of the pavilion, squinted his eyes and looked out of the lake, held the hook bar with both hands, only to feel that the thousands of rivers and mountains of Daqin were in full view, stretched out his hand to lift the wine jar to the corner of his mouth, and poured his head down, regardless of the wine leaking from the corner of his mouth wetting his clothes.

After drinking all the jars, Li Yu smashed down the wine jar and said with a heroic smile: "How is Dai Zongfu?"

In an instant, everyone in the pavilion breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the highlight of the day was coming.

Li Yu rushed straight to Badou with pride, and groaned again: "Qi Lu Qingwei is gone." Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk. ”

"Stratus clouds,"

"Decide to return to the bird. ”

Li Yu stood with his hands in his hands, looking up to the sky and laughing, "I will be the top of the Ling!"

At this point, Li Yu untied the crown scarf used to tie his hair, and his black hair spread out and spread around his waist, and the wind blew by the lake to make a hunting sound.

Li Yu raised his head, his face returned to calm and tranquil, his voice was warm and calm, and he said word by word: "Look at the mountains." ”

After the poem, the hall was full of surprise, and the needle drop could be heard.

It wasn't until a long time later that the applause slowly rose, intermittently, and only scattered at the beginning, but it was like a snowball, and the applause was like thunder at the end.

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"Li Gongzi, I think you won the top spot again in this year's Lantern Festival. ”

"Li Gongzi is a great talent, he will turn into a dragon when he encounters wind and rain in the future. ”

"Li Gongzi, you are young, and your poetry attainments are so high, let me live like this?"

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For a while, the admiration came and went.

Li Yu's complexion is normal, not arrogant or happy.

"Hey, the one surnamed Li, the boy next to me said that you are too stinky fart, and the poems you write are not shitty, and he said that the poems he wrote are not better than you. The yellow-faced girl stood up with a smile and said aloud, and what she said seemed so abrupt and incompatible with the scene.

The poor scholar was shocked.

Everyone in the pavilion looked for prestige and glared angrily.

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