at this time.

At the entrance of the Poetry Hall, the eyes of the ten novelists were as wide as bull's eyes and they did not blink.

What happened in the hall does not need to be adapted, it is the most attractive and exciting story!

They have already thought of the title of the story!

That is "The story that the king of Huangzhou and the celebrities from Jiangnan had to tell in order to compete for beauty".

The name is enough!

At this time.

Zangliu's hand finally stopped on a certain page.

Everyone's eyes lit up in the poetry hall.

Got it!

really.

Zangliu's clear eyes swept across the hall, remembering everyone's appearance in his heart, and then he said loudly: "The peony demon in front of the court is innocent, and the hibiscus on the pond is pure and innocent."

After reading these two sentences, Zhang Sheng showed a victorious smile on his face.

All the Confucian scholars in the two states clenched their fists and whispered: "We win!"

"There is indeed no poem about peonies in King Huangzhou's poetry album!"

Because the two poems do not even mention the name of peonies, the meaning is: the peonies in front of the court are enchanting and beautiful, but not of high style, and the lotus in the pond is elegant and clean, but lacks charm.

Does this have anything to do with peonies?

Half a tael of silver has nothing to do with it!

at this time.

The four deans breathed a long sigh of relief!

In this round, Zhang Sheng's name can be barely saved!

Zangliu continued to recite, and said loudly: "Only peonies are the true national beauty, and when they bloom, they move the heaven."

shock!

As soon as these two sentences came out, it was shocking!

"boom......"

The souls of the Confucian scholars in the two states shook.

One by one, they murmured in despair: "Only peonies are the true national beauty. When they bloom, they move the heaven... they move the heaven!"

Tang Qingzhu's eyes brightened.

Immediately afterwards.

He asked again in despair: "Why?"

"My dean has written peony poems, but none of them are as good as this one!"

He then forcefully explained: "In the garden of heaven, peonies are enchanting and beautiful, but not of high style. The lotus in the pond is elegant and clean but lacks charm. Only peony is the king of flowers in the flower kingdom. In the flower kingdom,

It is the true national flower that outshines other flowers in beauty."

"Only when it is in full bloom can the gods in heaven come out to admire it and praise its beauty!"

The last three words of this poem "moving the capital" were changed by Xia Tian to "moving the heaven".

The height of this poem reaches from the human world to heaven.

People who appreciate peonies are transformed from mortals into gods.

The other side.

Tang Qingzhu fell in love with this peony poem, and then thought of Du Yue'er: "Master of the Du family, Wang Huang of Huangzhou just wrote a beautiful poem, praising you for your beauty that overwhelms the country and the city, like a fairy."

"In the heart of King Huangzhou, you are the most beautiful fairy in the world!"

"Peony is the emblem of your Du family. In the heart of Huangzhou King, it is a fairy flower!"ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"It can be seen that the King of Huangzhou has a deep love for you. He loves you as much as he loves you. When he missed you, he not only wrote a beauty poem for you, but also wrote this eternal song for your family's peony clan emblem!"

"The meanings of these two poems are of the same origin, complement each other, and together... they are both my thoughts for you!"

Tang Qingzhu's explanation is reasonable and logical, and there is nothing far-fetched at all.

After Zangliu heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched violently a few times, and he felt a chill down his spine.

He secretly said in his heart: "My lord, you wrote the poem yourself. Zangliu just recited it. Nothing happened. Everything went as smoothly as you planned."

"But, there is Tang Qingzhu, who is confused about poetry, appearing next to Du Yue'er!"

"So, if Du Yue'er has an idea for you... Zangliu really can't control it!"

"In addition, Princess Sima...if this woman comes to seize the throne in the future, you must not cause trouble to Zang Liu!"

The more Zangliu thought about it, the colder his spine became!

at this time.

Du Yue'er's heart trembled again after being explained by Tang Qingzhu, as if she had been touched by thunder, and she felt a little numb!

She bit her red lips lightly with her teeth, her watery eyes were intoxicating, and she murmured: "Really?"

Were these two poems really written for her by the King of Huangzhou?

Is this an erotic dream where you can’t see the truth?

King of Huangzhou, what exactly do you want to do to me?

Du Yue'er's heart is even more confused!

"Why......"

at the same time.

The faces of the Confucian scholars in the two states changed drastically!

impossible!

This is absolutely impossible!

Could it be that everything written by the King of Huangzhou is an eternal masterpiece?

Are they all such incomparable absolutes?

They are very frustrated!

at this time.

Zhang Sheng is even more frustrated!

His face was like a dyeing shop, with red, cyan, and white all dyed on his face, making his face extremely ugly.

This time, he didn't even have the strength to stop talking!

The poem in his heart was simply vulgar compared to this peony poem. How could he express it out loud?

Besides admitting defeat, is there another way he can take?

This time.

The soul poet Li Fei didn't mess around anymore, but comforted him thoughtfully: "Brother Zhang Sheng, it doesn't matter if you lose, I still have money here that I can lend you!"

"Don't be confused!"

"Why......"

Zhang Sheng felt even more unwilling. He sighed quietly and handed over the remaining five hundred taels of silver: "I lost again!"

"However, Zhang Sheng is just the person with the weakest poetic talent among the literary circles in Qingzhou and Yangzhou. My defeat does not mean the defeat of famous people in the two states!"

Finished.

He saluted the Confucian scholars from the two states around him and said, "Everyone, Mr. Zhang is a man of few talents and a lack of knowledge. He has brought shame on the literary circles of Qingzhou and Yangzhou!"

"I hope you can save your face and let the envoy of Huangzhou go back and tell the king of Huangzhou that he has lost everything... Our two states are full of talented people, and he cannot humiliate them."

Zhang Sheng was unwilling to give in, and his words were full of provocation and wanted to make him angry.

As he wishes!

"boom......"

The fire in the hearts of the Confucian scholars from both states was aroused, burning away the frustration just now.

They once again said passionately: "Keep fighting!"

"Keep fighting!"

"We don't believe it anymore. We can't win against an envoy from the King of Huangzhou who is holding a book of poems and reading them."

A Yangzhou Confucian scholar jumped out: "I'll do it!"
To be continued...