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Chapter 18

Lu Wenchuan, Qin Hao and others even turned green in the face.

If it weren't for the fear of Shangchuanhu's identity, I would have frowned long ago.

In the hall, Zhao Zheng narrowed his eyes and snorted softly.

From ancient times to the present, the people in that place have always been annoying.

Even in a small place, you still want to compete with Da Sheng in poetry?

Shameless words!

Shangchuanhu ignored what others thought and kept his eyes fixed on Qin Xi's private room.

"What do you think, Miss Qin?"

"If you feel that all the talented people in Dasheng are people who deceive the world and steal their fame, you can leave. If not, I will have to decide on this lottery."

Just two sentences, full of provocation.

Lu Wenchuan clenched his fists, unable to bear it any longer.

"Hmph, Prince Dongdao, please don't be arrogant. In this case, let's all compete to see who is the one who deceives the world and steals the reputation."

"That's right! Today's poem must be compared."

"Master Lu, Miss Qin, teach this ignorant Dongdao person a lesson."

"Master Lu, please make me a great scholar!"



All the readers were instantly excited.

Now Sichuan and Shanghai are almost riding on their heads to shit. If you continue to endure it, won't you lose the face of Dasheng as a whole?

"Your Highness, what do you think of this matter?"

Lei Kai frowned and reminded in a low voice: "Although Shang Chuanhu is arrogant, it is rumored that this person has great literary talent and is not an ordinary person. Otherwise, he would not be stupid enough to provoke the scholars in Dasheng."

In response, Zhao Zheng just smiled lightly: "Don't worry, it's just a nation with low self-esteem and despicableness. How can it compare with my great prosperity? Someone will always teach him a lesson."

Zhao Zheng is really not in a hurry at all. In this world, there is no such thing as Li Bai and Du Fu.

With the poems he memorized in his previous life, he could easily defeat Shang Sichuan and Shanghai.

But now, he was more curious about another thing.

Zhao Zheng raised his head and looked at Qin Xi's private room.

I wonder what this cold lady would choose?

"Forget it, since the Prince of Dongdao is so interested, then the little girl will accompany him to the end. I am so prosperous and have many talents, how can there be no one left?"

In the private room, Qin Xi's voice became a little colder.

It could be heard that she was obviously a little angry.

Originally, I came here just to swim in the lake and have fun. After all, snowstorms in June are so rare, how can I miss it?

But now, for the sake of her appearance and the character of a scholar, she still chose to agree.

"Okay, okay! With Miss Qin's words, I feel relieved. I hope... to be able to kiss Fangze!"

"Girl, wait a moment, I will trample these Dasheng scholars under my feet before I can have sex with you."

Shangchuanhu narrowed his eyes and laughed proudly, seeming to have a winning chance.

Lu Wenchuan and a group of prosperous talents couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

It is conceivable that whoever can suppress Sichuan and Shanghai today will not only please Qin Xi, but also win the hearts of Dasheng scholars and become a role model for scholars all over the world.

Isn't it only a matter of time that one becomes famous, becomes an official, and becomes a general?

For a time, the eyes of the scholars present were intense and they were already eager to give it a try.

"Damn it, go to Sichuan and Shanghai, right? Just wait for me. If you fall into my hands one day, I won't be able to kill you."

Qin Fen glared at Shangchuanhu fiercely, turned around and entered the private room.

But Lu Wenchuan couldn't wait any longer and immediately ordered someone to send him the Four Treasures of the Study.

"Okay, then we will decide the outcome in three rounds. After three rounds, whoever has the loudest voice and the best work will be today's leader."

After that, Lu Wenchuan bowed to Qin Xi's private room again.

"Miss Qin is very knowledgeable, why not let me ask the first question?"

As soon as these words came out, all the talented scholars present pricked up their ears.

There was silence in the private room for a while, and then Qin Xi's cold voice came.

"It's rare to see snow in June, so why not take the topic of snow as the first question?"

After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

The ancients said that touching a scene brings emotions, and here the snow is flying and the lake is shining, which is where the beautiful scenery lies.

All I need is a good poem to express my feelings!

The only difficulty is that there are so many excellent works of Yongfengxue since ancient times.

If you want to write well and write well, you still need to think carefully.

If you fall into the stereotype, you will lose more than you gain.

The boat was quiet for a while.

Many readers were either bowing their heads in deep thought, or looking up at the sky, or pacing back and forth, or sighing and shaking their heads, just to name a few.

And no one wanted to be the first, so the atmosphere instantly cooled down.

As for Shang Chuanhu, there was a smile on his lips at the moment, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to speak.

On the other hand, Lu Wenchuan thought hard for a long time, drank a glass of warm wine, and immediately started writing.

Not long after, a short poem suddenly came to mind and was handed to the singer next to her to read it out.

"Flying snow brings summer heat, and Pei Hui circles the sky in chaos."

"You look like a flower, but you are in the green and bright east."

"Good poem, good poem!"

"Although it is five words, in just a few sentences, it not only outlines the beautiful scene of snow falling in June, but also praises the grand occasion of the banquet on the painted boat from small to large. It can be said to be a masterpiece."

"As expected of a great talent in mainland China, once such a famous article came out, we were ashamed to write it down!"

When everyone heard this, they were full of praise and admiration.

Upstairs, Lu Wenchuan clasped his fists and praised everyone.

Seeing such a response, his face was full of surprise.

His eyes subconsciously looked at Yajian opposite. If even Qin Xi praised him, that would be the icing on the cake.

Unfortunately, the private room was as quiet as ever, and there was no sound.

In the audience, Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but shook his head.

Lu Wenchuan's poems are indeed good in terms of vocabulary, but the overall structure is average. Although they are poems describing scenery, they are empty descriptions of scenery, lack of emotion, and are flashy.

When it comes to writing poetry, it is best to combine emotion and scenery into one.

It seems that Lu Wenchuan had no choice but to visit flowers, and it was not without reason.

"Huh? Is this considered poetry? This is nonsense!"

Just as everyone was praising him, a sarcasm suddenly sounded, which was very harsh.

Shangchuanhu sneered and looked at him with disdain: "If all the scholars in Dasheng are of this level, what are they if they are not deceiving the world and stealing their fame?"

"You...Prince Dongdao, don't go too far."

"Is it possible that you have good words and works that can beat me?"

Lu Wenchuan's face turned red with anger, and he swore that he really wanted to push Shangchuanhu to the ground and rub him.

When the scholars downstairs heard this, they also looked at Sichuanhu angrily.

This guy has belittled me, a great scholar, over and over again. He is so arrogant!

If you don't suppress him today, it will be difficult to understand the hatred in your heart.

"That's natural! Watch out, today the Japanese prince will show you what poetry is!"

After that, he casually wrote the pen on the rice paper and handed it to the middle-aged man beside him who said nothing.

"Looking across thousands of mountains and snow, the scenery is indistinct."

"Suddenly I came to the pavilion in the sky, and a cool breeze blew from Mount Fu."

As soon as the poem came out, the disdainful readers in the hall immediately opened their mouths and were frightened.

Even Lu Wenchuan and Qin Hao's expressions changed and they were full of shock.

In this poem, the first two couplets describe the snowy scenery of thousands of mountains, all scenes are the same, and there is nothing interesting about it.

But then, the poet suddenly came to the fairyland. At this strange and inexplicable moment, he discovered that it was a breeze blowing over Mt. Fuji!

The Mount Fuji in the poem is a famous mountain in the East Island, which makes me even more homesick!

The blend of emotion and scenery instantly elevates the style of this poem to a new level.

Both are five-character poems, but this poem completely surpasses Lu Wenchuan in terms of description of scenery and artistic conception.

The atmosphere on the boat suddenly fell silent.

Countless scholars looked at Lu Wenchuan with eager eyes.

No one can match Lu Wenchuan's poem, let alone this one?

Everyone expects Lu Wenchuan to write another song, surpassing Shang Chuanhu's, and win a sigh of relief for Dasheng's scholars.
Chapter completed!
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