Lu Zhilian slowly stood up from the carriage and faced the crowd and said: "In ancient times, people drank wine and drank water as a poetry banquet. Now we are gathered together like this. Although we are not as talented as the ancients, we should emulate their style!"
"So today's poetry meeting, I will conduct it in a flowing way!"
With that said, Lu Zhilian asked his servants to place small seats one by one along the creek, and also had people carry up a wooden box, which was filled with small boats made of paper.
"Everyone sit down along the stream and I will put these boats into the water for you to choose."
"Inside the boat, there is written the title of today's poetry meeting. Everyone, please take a seat!"
After hearing his introduction, everyone immediately showed curious eyes.
Indeed, this gameplay is relatively novel and makes everyone's nervous minds feel much calmer.
Everyone took their seats one after another.
Zhao Xiaole was also quite interested in this kind of gameplay, so he walked to a seat and sat down.
Originally there was a person sitting next to him in front of him, but when he saw him coming, he was so frightened that he immediately ran to the back four or five places away from him.
For a time, Zhao Xiaole had a total of ten seats without anyone taking them.
Lu Zhilian glanced here, but did not say anything, but directly asked people to start releasing the boat.
"After you get the title, you will have time to think about it. Whoever can write the best poem will be the winner of today's poetry competition!"
"Everyone, please start!"
Hearing his words, the people in front immediately started to grab the paper boats frantically, trying to race against time.
There were only a few people who either kept their manners and did not want to rob, or they were confident and did not bother to rob, or they had various other thoughts and did not take action.
Zhao Xiaole was dazzled by what he saw.
He felt that if the other party wanted to control the outcome of this poetry meeting, they would only use those methods.
One is to memorize the questions in advance, and the other is to mark the questions.
But there were so many people now, and there were no obvious features on the paper boats, so how could he tell them apart?
However, Zhao Xiaole was not in a hurry and silently observed these people's water boats.
After observing for a long time, he couldn't find anything special.
Seeing that except for Zhao Xiaole, almost everyone had a small paper boat, Lu Zhilian ordered: "Light the incense!"
Immediately, an incense stick one-eighth the size of a finger was lit and inserted into the incense burner.
The smoke curled up and the scene fell into silence.
Everyone fell into meditation.
Zhao Xiaole saw the interesting thing and fished out a paper boat from the creek.
When I opened it, I saw the word "Youth" written on the front of the paper boat.
"juvenile?"
Zhao Xiaole was stunned for a moment, then a wry smile appeared on his face.
Since ancient times, it has been easier to write poems that describe scenery and objects.
But writing about people and emotions is the most difficult.
Unfortunately, I happened to get a writer who was still a teenager.
I can't write an article "Meet Two Children Debating the Sun"...
"Okay! When the time comes, which brother would like to come first?"
Soon, the incense in the furnace burned out, and Lu Zhilian asked everyone.
No one said anything.
Lu Zhilian said expressionlessly: "Well, in that case, let's start from the first place..."
Before he finished speaking, someone stood up and said: "Since all brothers are so humble, let me, Huang Qian, be the one to guide everyone!"
This made some people who were still thinking hard look over in surprise.
You figured it out so quickly?
But when he saw who this person was, a look of relief suddenly appeared on his face.
"It turns out to be Young Master Huang. How can I say who can be so quick-thinking and think it through so quickly?"
"I heard that Mr. Huang is most likely to be admitted to Qinglu Academy this year. Will he come to compete with us for this spot?"
"Haha, having the highest possibility doesn't mean you will definitely get in. Who would have too many opportunities?"
"That's true..."
The crowd's discussion immediately attracted Zhao Xiaole's attention.
"This Huang Qian is quite possible!"
Zhao Xiaole looked at him with squinted eyes.
This person is eager to enter Qinglu Academy, so he may have some evil thoughts.
Therefore, this person was immediately listed as a key observation target by Zhao Xiaole.
Lu Zhilian looked at him and nodded: "Okay, in that case, Brother Huang, please show your topic!"
"good!"
Huang Qian nodded and raised the boat paper in his hand. There was a "bamboo" written on it!
"Haha, today's Bamboo Forest Poetry Festival, Brother Huang's title really fits the occasion!"
When they saw this title, many people immediately laughed.
Huang Qian himself also smiled, then pondered for a moment, and then said: "The new bamboo has just untied the basket (tuo), and the cold color has become green. Slowly it is turning into powder, and the rustling gradually attracts the wind. It is sparse and the sun is shining through, and the few fallen trees have not formed a clump.
Only unity and steadfastness are the same."
After finishing the poem, everyone nodded, with admiration on their faces.
In fact, this poem cannot be said to be excellent, but it far exceeds the average bamboo chanting works.
The most important thing is that he was able to come up with such a poem in such a short period of time. I have to say that he is really quick-thinking!
Many people praised: "It seems that the leader of this poetry meeting is Mr. Huang!"
Sure enough, although the next few people also performed so-so, compared with Huang Qian, they were far behind.
Seeing that more than half of the people were there, a young man with an unruly expression stood up.
He glanced at Huang Qian provocatively, unfolded the boat paper in his hand and said, "My title is the same as his, it's also 'bamboo'!"
"What?"
There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.
They were not exclaimed because the two people had the same topic, because the same topic had already appeared before.
The reason why they were surprised was that these two people actually met and encountered the same problem!
"I didn't expect it! Young Master Wang and Young Master Huang actually met. Are they really a pair of twins?"
Someone sighed.
"Haha, this poem is going to be interesting today. These two people disagree with each other in the private school. I didn't expect to meet them again today!"
"Haha, what you're saying is that Mr. Huang has never thought of competing with Mr. Wang. It's Mr. Wang who keeps insisting on competing with Mr. Huang, but he still can't compete!"
"Haha, you are so heart-wrenching to kill people!"
"But having said that, it's worth it to see these two heroes competing for a while, even if they don't get a place to be recommended to Qinglu Academy today!"
"Yeah yeah!"
All the noble gentlemen immediately gathered over and surrounded the two men.
Everyone wanted to see who would win between these two equally talented men.
Zhao Xiaole is also quite interested. Depending on the situation, the leader will be born among the two today.
Your goal is about to appear!
He immediately became attentive.
At this moment, Wang Teng looked at Huang Qian and snorted coldly, then spoke slowly.