"There is only a quarter of an hour left. If you haven't finished the poem yet, you can leave."
Looking at the people in the Tai Chi Hall who were thinking hard and racking their brains, the Minister of Civil Affairs sighed softly.
Although he was a high-ranking official, he was also an out-and-out literati. He also wrote many poems when he was young. However, after he became a court official and devoted himself to serving the country and the people, he gradually became a little neglectful of poetry.
Although the literary test is a bit ridiculous, if a few decent poems can be produced, the Minister of Staff is also very much looking forward to it.
But looking at their appearance now, he no longer had any expectations.
There was no way, after all, things happened unexpectedly, and three hours was both long and short. How could it be so simple to write a perfect poem?
"I'm afraid not many people can pass this literary test..."
A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and gradually, there were only a dozen or so people left in the entire Tai Chi Hall from the previous hundred or so, and the four princes and Ye Qing were among them.
Seeing the confident postures of the four princes, Ye Qing half-squinted his eyes, seemingly surprised.
Ye Qing would never believe that they knew the test questions in advance. Qin Mengxue could not give them convenience. If King Wu, King Zhi, or even the prince of Qianlu Empire, Lu Shikuang, had this talent, he would be able to do it within three hours.
It’s just a matter of composing poetry, but Wang Chang is obviously not the material, so why should he?
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Ye Qing handed in the two test papers and immediately sat in front of the desk, like an old monk in meditation, unhurried.
No matter what tricks they used, Ye Qing was still confident that with the poems he had copied from Eternal Imprint, he could securely win the title!
Soon, the seventeen chapters of poems were hung one by one in the Tai Chi Hall for all the courtiers and contestants to observe. Soon, one after another exclamations of surprise rang out in the hall!
"There will be times when strong winds break through the waves, and the sails will be hung directly across the sea...hiss! This poem is so inspiring, and it borrows objects to personify people. It is a poem that will last through the ages! I must recommend this poem as the leader!"
"Before I peeked at the red-makeup girl under the lamp, I first drank the green wine by the fireside... What a talented man and beautiful woman, what a concubine who loves her husband, I can't help but remind me of the past... Ahem, it's a crooked building, but now,
The poetry in my heart is as good as that poem that chants my aspirations through the ages!"
"From what I see, this dragon and candle are shining brightly and the jade girl is here, and the flower is in front of the moon and the moon is in the same heart. This is also a good poem!"
Intense discussions echoed in the ears, and even Qin Mengxue was shocked by so many good sentences in the hall.
After all, in the eyes of the four countries, the Qingfeng Empire has always been a stinky Qiuba with no cultural heritage. On the surface, they live in harmony, but in fact, they don't know how to slander them behind the scenes. Today, there are so many excellent works, which is enough to prove that the Qingfeng Empire is no longer the same as it used to be.
The barbarians tried their best to solve the problem.
As for which poem is Ye Qing's...
Qin Mengxue really doesn't know. After all, Ye Qing has never shown his talent in this area before. In fact, Qin Mengxue has already agreed in Ye Qing's heart that Ye Qing will not win the first place in the literary test. But now there are eighteen poems, the first of which is a masterpiece.
He was a little unsure about Ye Qing's pulse.
Soon, after about half an hour, everyone had finished voting and cast their vote for the masterpiece in their mind. The literary test was over and it was time to announce the results.
Because the whole process was watched anonymously, no one knew exactly who would win the championship.
After the Minister of Civil Affairs recorded the votes one by one, he came in front of everyone holding the booklet and began to announce the results of the literary test.
"The wedding poem written by Qian Liang received 13 votes, the wedding poem written by His Highness King Wu of the Li and Tang Empire received 19 votes, and the poem about Zhizhi written by King Wu of the Wei Wu Empire received 11 votes...
Star Reaching Pavilion... Pavilion Master Ye Qing?"
The Minister of Staff narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Qing. The latter looked at Ye Qing calmly and calmly, looking shocked and a little unbelievable.
The Star Reaching Pavilion is a transcendent existence in the Qingfeng Empire, and Shi Huaiyu is a leader in the lower realm. Why is it that it is Ye Qing's turn to take the position of Pavilion Master?
After being stunned for a moment, the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs quickly realized his situation, coughed slightly, and said: "The poem about the ambition written by Ye Qing, the master of the Star-Zhaing Pavilion, won twenty-one votes, and the wedding poem got ten votes.
Nine votes...hiss!"
The Minister of Civil Affairs was once again shocked by Ye Qing, his eyes widened and he could hardly close his mouth.
The two poems written by Ye Qing, he already knew which ones they were, turned out to be two of his favorite poems. He struggled for a long time over which poem to vote for, but he never thought about it.
...
"Announcement of the poems written by Ye Qing, the master of Zhaixing Pavilion!"
Sitting on the dragon chair, Qin Mengxue smiled as brightly as a flower and was in a good mood.
Her attitude towards poetry is somewhat similar to that of Ye Qing. She does not praise or criticize but does not follow suit. In Qin Mengxue's view, poetry or articles are all means of winning over people's hearts. Sitting in the position of emperor, sometimes,
It's not that important.
Soon, the poem written by Ye Qing was hung in the Tai Chi Hall, and everyone was shocked by it.
The most famous monster in the Qingfeng Empire is actually a genius with both civil and military skills?
These two poems alone are enough to make Ye Qing famous throughout the ages!
"The song "It's Difficult to Travel" is deeply loved by me. I didn't expect it to be written by Pavilion Master Ye. Our Qingfeng Empire is really full of talents!"
"Who can say otherwise? It is true that heroes come from young..."
Admirations came one after another, and Ye Qing enjoyed the flowers and applause calmly. Facing the jealous looks from others, he accepted them without any hesitation.
"In this case, the leader of this second round of the literary test is also Pavilion Master Ye. He wins two out of three games. Master Ye is indeed an amazing person. I am very relieved!"
"Your Majesty, is the result of this game unfair?"
In the court hall, an unsociable voice suddenly appeared. Looking in the direction of the voice, King Zhi raised his hands above his head, with an abnormal blush on his face.
"His Royal Highness, Prince Zhi, means that I and the courtiers are seeking personal gain and committing fraud?"
"I have absolutely no intention of doing so, but if His Majesty had stated in advance that he could compose two poems, we would naturally not be vague. The Minister clearly agreed that he could choose one of the poems. Ye Qing's move clearly violated the rules!"
Complete sophistry and nonsense.
But in Ye Qing's ears, it had a different meaning.
"What do you mean by governing your highness? You might as well tell me directly."
Qin Mengxue's face suddenly darkened, her fingertips tapped lightly on the dragon chair intentionally or unintentionally, and her mood seemed to be extremely bad.
"I hope that your majesty can give us a chance, whether it is to retake the literary test or conduct a third round of competition. I am afraid that not only me, but also others will be unconvinced by this result!"