After Zhang Taijian finished speaking, he realized something was wrong.
With the burst of laughter in front of him, Zhang Taijian's face couldn't help but look a little ugly.
Before he could get angry, he was already taken away from the scene by the guards.
It wasn't that anyone at the scene dared to drive Zhang Taijian away, but Zhang Fuan's order.
No matter what, this sword is Zhang Yuanhai's son, and what he says is actually Zhang Yuanhai's face to a certain extent.
Writing such an ugly poem now really makes Zhang Taijian lose his face.
Even if Zhang Fu'an didn't like his nephew, he shouldn't let his brother lose face.
What's this?
It's so embarrassing to take off your pants and spin around in circles.
Now Zhang Fu'an feels that he can't stay in this place anymore. If there is a crack on the ground, he will probably get in immediately.
Such laughter did not last long.
After all, there are still other talents, and the second one is Zhu Youde.
With Zhang Taijian's "throwing bricks to attract jade" and "gold and jade first" mentioned above, many people have actually begun to look forward to Zhu Youde's poems.
"The following is a talented man, Yang Guo." The female officer's voice sounded.
In the distant Qingluo tent, Luo Xian's body trembled slightly.
This is a poem by Zhu Youde, and Luo Xian is actually quite curious about it.
After all, Zhu Youde had never written any poetry before.
Although she had some worries in her heart, Luo Xian still chose to believe in Zhu Youde.
After all, Zhu Youde's performance during this period is indeed particularly outstanding.
Zheng Ling'er was already holding her forehead with both hands, feeling that this matter must be really bad.
Although he has never seen Zhu Youde's poems, he feels that Zhu Youde is embarrassing himself.
I couldn't help but feel a little regret in my heart. If I hadn't used words to provoke Zhu Youde just now, he probably wouldn't have taken action.
Of course, this thought did not last long. The expressions of the two female officials here also had something wrong.
Zheng Ling'er only thought that Zhu Youde's literary talent was too poor, and the two female officials couldn't stand it.
This is very similar to the situation just now.
The talented students from Mingde College also raised their heads, feeling particularly worried.
Now Zhu Youde can be regarded as a talented student of Mingde College.
If I lose face and lose my fortune this time, then the reputation of Mingde College will probably be even worse.
Naturally, they did not want to see this, so they only expected Zhu Youde to write an ordinary poem.
With the background of the previous poem, it probably won’t seem too miserable.
After all, that poem can be regarded as tonight's swan song, and there are probably not many people who can write it.
Of course, it's not because it's ridiculously good, but because it's ridiculously bad.
Yu Mengji looked at the answer sheet Zhu Youde handed over and felt a little worried.
"This is inevitable, this is inevitable, it's great." The female officer looked at the answer sheet in her hand and said slowly.
"This is a poem." The female officer said first.
This sentence whetted everyone's appetite. After all, Ci can only be regarded as second-rate literature in Daliang.
A truly first-rate talent can only write poetry.
Everyone didn't know whether what the female official said before was too good, whether it was a strange thing or whether it came from the heart.
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is in the palace in the sky..."
As soon as the female officer spoke, the scene fell silent for an instant.
Just by looking at the first half of this poem, you can tell that it is definitely a good poem.
The talented people who were immersed in thought slowly raised their heads.
The talented women who were watching nearby opened their mouths and were full of surprise.
Yu Mengji raised his head and listened to the poem slowly.
Her eyes gradually focused on Zhu Youde, and stars seemed to be twinkling in her eyes.
There were two other people in a very similar state to him.
One is the queen, Luo Xian, who is listening in the distance.
One was Zheng Ling'er who was standing nearby, indulging in it.
Zheng Ling'er's big Kazilan eyes were filled with surprise.
After all, I have been influenced by my father since I was a child, so I naturally know how to appreciate poetry and the like.
"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. It's difficult to solve this problem in ancient times. I hope that people will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."
By the time the poem was recited, the faces of everyone present were filled with surprise.
The attitudes of those who originally looked down upon Zhu Youde have completely changed.
After all, Zhu Youde's talent can be called invincible.
"I don't believe it. It must be fake. This poem was definitely not created by him."
At this moment, Xu Bei, who was full of ridicule towards Zhu Youde before, spoke.
"How could this poem not be composed by him?"
"Actually, that's right. The person who created this poem cannot be willing to be a writer for others."
"Well, let's see his subsequent performance."
"After this poem came out, I felt that I no longer needed to read the poems that followed."
"I didn't expect that there would be such beautiful words. I have always been concentrating on poetry creation, but now it seems that I should change it."
Everyone present was talking about it. All in all, no one felt bad about this poem.
Although it is said that literature is not the first, martial arts is not the second.
But with the absolute advantage, no one can match it.
Many people followed one after another and came up with their own words.
But with the pearls and jade in front, the rest of the poems are like ashes.
Even Yu Mengji, who was called a talented woman, began to pale in front of Zhu Youde.
In the face of absolute genius, everything actually seems to have no brilliance at all.
This is the biggest difference between them, this is the gap between them.
Zhu Youde didn't feel how great he was. He knew that he was just picking on others' wisdom.
If we talk about real talents, then they should be the poets that I have read.
The selection of the first poem also started in full swing.
Needless to say, the winner of this first poem was Zhu Youde.
If those who make the selection give the first place to others, they will probably be scratched to death by the onlookers around them immediately.
The well-deserved first place also made everyone present pay attention to Zhu Youde.
But the next problem caused trouble.
The poem originally written by Zhu Youde should have been discarded from the answer sheet.
But because this poem was so good, the answer sheet suddenly became the object of competition.
Although Zhu Youde's writing is indeed a bit ugly and touching, it has no impact at all.
In the end, the queen spoke directly and collected the poem.
Luo Xian looked at the water tune song in her hand, with a slight smile on her face.