Xu Miaojin was also surprised. In the past, Wang Shichao's works were just average, but today the artistic conception of his poems is there.
Not to mention other places, if you just go to Beijing, it would be in my top ten this year.
But as she thought about it, Xu Miaojin frowned slightly.
Is this a gun purchase?
I often hear that a young master spends a lot of money to find someone to polish his pen for the sake of an oiran. It seems that Wang Shichao is doing the same thing today.
However, Xu Miaojin had no intention of exposing Wang Shichao. Firstly, it had nothing to do with the overall situation, and secondly, it would easily offend others.
Although she is not afraid, she is afraid of leaving a bad impression on her 'idol'.
The people below were talking a lot and praising Wang Shichao's poems.
Even the woman next to Xu Miaojin also praised Xu Miaojin.
"Wang Shichao's poem today is quite good. No wonder he dares to challenge the Marquis."
"Sister Miaojin, what do you think? Might it be comparable to Mr. Hou's poems?"
When Xu Miaojin heard this, she curled her lips and tried not to show a sneering smile. She tried her best to smile gently and said, "The firefly competes with the bright moon."
Well, although his tone was gentle and his expression was nothing special, his words were still so sharp.
Suddenly the woman blinked and asked curiously: "Sister Miaojin, what kind of poem did the Marquis write?".
Xu Miaojin also blinked.
"It's no fun to reveal the mystery now, isn't it? Let's wait for the singer to sing."
Saying that, Xu Miaojin paused, as if remembering something, and continued: "Master Hou has an account, and this account has been very popular in the capital for a while."
What? Number?
Has it been popular for a while?
When she thought about it, the woman's eyes lit up.
Then he shook his head, it couldn't be him, right? But thinking about the time and place where the resentment appeared, it didn't seem impossible.
The woman asked tentatively: "A layman who refuses to practice discipline?"
Xu Miaojin smiled when he heard this.
"Sister is really talented."
Hiss~ It really is.
This time the woman was even more curious.
Looking at Li Xiuzhu, the woman suddenly felt that she had realized something.
No wonder he is called Bujie layman.
Most lay people refer to religious people who have not become monks, and most literati also call themselves lay people.
No matter who this prince is, he is really unruly from a woman's perspective.
At the same time, Li Chengyu was also very satisfied with Wang Shichao's poems. He felt that even if he could not put pressure on Li Xiuzhu, he could still put some pressure on him, so he was not stingy with his words at the moment.
"Shichao's new poem to celebrate Xishan is a good one, worthy of the name of a Jian'an scholar."
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness. Shichao is so ashamed."
He said he was ashamed, but the curve of the corner of his mouth told his mood at this time.
Although it has not been said, it is already known to everyone.
At this moment, Wang Shichao looked at Li Xiuzhu provocatively and asked, "I wonder what Mr. Hou has to say about Shichao's actions."
Li Xiuzhu immediately clapped.
"Yeah, yeah, great, great, great."
Wang Shichao didn't seem to expect that Li Xiuzhu would say this. He didn't react for a moment and was stunned for a moment.
"Well, Lord Marquis also thinks my poems are great?"
"Yeah, yeah, great, great, great!"
This...Wang Shichao felt as if he had been punched on cotton, which was extremely uncomfortable.
And why do I feel that your words are not nice for some reason?
Strange, isn't this obviously a compliment?
Xu Miaojin looked at Li Xiuzhu strangely, but unfortunately he couldn't see Li Xiuzhu.
For a moment, she frowned.
Who arranged this terrible place? I can’t even see my idol.
But she couldn't see it, but Li Xiuzhu's wives could.
Seeing Li Xiuzhu's perfunctory look like "Yes, yes, everything you said is right," Li Liuli couldn't control himself and burst into laughter.
Wang Shichao looked at Li Liuli and frowned for a moment.
What do you mean? Don't think that you can humiliate me just because you are a princess.
I am a man of letters, a man of letters who never bows his head.
"Does the princess have an opinion on what the consort said? Or does she have a different opinion on Shichao's poems?"
Li Liuli suddenly became playful. Li Xiuzhu only had a perfunctory look in his eyes, but Li Liuli.
I saw Li Liuli nodding his head indifferently.
"Ah, yes, yes, everything my husband said is right."
"Princess……"
"Yes, yes, Mr. Wang's poems are great."
His perfunctory movements and expressions were instantly noticed by all the men in the room.
I don’t know who couldn’t hold it back and laughed first.
"Pfft~"
Wang Shichao's murderous eyes suddenly stared at him, and the man quickly covered his mouth.
Wang Shichao then withdrew his gaze and glared at Li Liuli, a peerless beauty. Why is this bitch so annoying?
"Could it be that the princess..."
"Ah, yes, yes, I'm right. What else do you want me to do?"
As he said this, Li Liuli rolled his eyes at Wang Shichao and said to the chanter: "It's almost time, why don't you recite the next piece quickly?"
"This is just over a cup of tea. Are you so unprofessional, little boy?"
"..." The chanting waiter hesitated. I am a theatergoer, why would you involve me?
But how dare he offend Li Liuli, this is the princess.
The young man immediately apologized and said, "Princess, please forgive me. I was derelict in my duty. I will just forgive you."
"Meet Ziyi and Zhang Huaiqing in the winter suburbs."
"The heaven and the earth are pure, and the universe has no change or decay."
"So many things in the world are just like snowflakes blooming."
"The shadows of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the mourning of thousands of years of grass and trees."
"Why should I take advantage of the excitement and wander around with you?"
Seeing that he had been ignored, Wang Shichao couldn't say anything more and sat down with anger in his stomach.
He wanted to see what poems Li Xiuzhu had written. As long as he could find some flaws, he would not let Li Xiuzhu go easily.
This is another regular song, and there is nothing to waste everyone’s time.
However, people continued to compliment this person named Zhang Huaiqing.
This is called mutual support.
Next, there are three songs that are eye-catching.
One song was composed by a man named Wang Tong.
The white snow in the sky has been flying for thousands of years.
I have fine wine to enjoy with you.
No matter what night it is, tomorrow will be difficult.
How many blessings can you get in a hundred years of life?
Don't wait for the autumn wind to blow away the clouds and smoke.
As soon as this poem came out, Wang Shichao's face suddenly turned dark. This poem was obviously so much better than his.
However, Jianghu is not only about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships.
Although this poem is superior to his skill, he has a background and connections. If it is not so unattainable, he still has a 50% chance of winning.
But there were more than just two good poems in the poetry meeting. Before reading Li Xiuzhu's poems, the other two poems also made him feel like Alexander.
One of the songs is "Looking at Plum Blossoms in the Snow" by female student Xu Miaojin.
Six flowers flew out and fell, and thousands of forests and trees were destroyed.
The jade dragon blows down from the sky, and the white crane returns from the human world.
The cold air affects the strength of the wine, and the clear light reflects on the poetry cup.
The only thing that brings spring news is the plum season, and the east wind reaches Jiangxian first.
The sky freezes over the surrounding fields, and the clouds obscure the distant Xiu Guhui.
Where is the boat enjoying the pleasure, and the firewood is outside the bamboo beside the water.
This poem has three points more artistic conception than Wang Tong. If you want to judge whether it is good or bad, the poem will win three points. Add in the name and appearance of the female student Xu Miaojin. I believe that the people who choose Xu Miaojin are at least better than those who choose Wang Tong.
Two to three percent more.
Wang Tong also had a bitter look on his face. He finally performed exceptionally well and occasionally got good works, but he didn't expect to encounter girls blocking his way.
Fortunately, even if he was suppressed by other female students, he should have made a name for himself this time. After all, Xu Miaojin is a woman.