"This gentleman aspires to reach the blue sky and tower over the clouds a hundred feet high. He is afraid that he will turn into a dragon and fly away without leaving a trace."
After finishing the poem, the entire stream was silent.
Someone expressed excitement and said: "What a poem! It seems to be writing about bamboo, but it is actually writing about people. The most wonderful thing is the neck couplet and the tail couplet. The green bamboo is used to compare to the dragon, but it vividly expresses one's ambition to soar into the clouds.
,Wonderful, wonderful!”
Everyone also nodded.
"Yes! The first two lines of this poem are ordinary, but the last two lines are a sudden breakthrough. It can't be said to be endless!"
"As expected of Lord Shang Shu Wang's son, his bearing and mind are just different!"
"It seems that the leader of today's poetry meeting is none other than Mr. Wang!"
Many people have already begun to congratulate him.
Wang Teng, on the other hand, acted as if he should take it for granted. Especially when he saw Huang Qian's somewhat gloomy eyes, the look of pride on his face became more intense, and he wanted to raise his head to the sky.
Even Lu Zhilian cast his admiring gaze on Wang Teng after pondering for a while.
Obviously, he also loved this poem very much.
Soon, everyone had finished writing poems, but as expected, there were no more poems than Wang Teng and Huang Qian.
So he waved and asked his servants to bring up a wooden box. Inside the wooden box, there was a piece of emerald green jade.
Whoosh!
In an instant, everyone's blazing eyes were focused on it.
Among them, Wang Teng’s vision is the most eye-catching!
Because everyone knows that this is a jade that belongs exclusively to the students of Qinglu Academy.
This is a symbol of status and a ticket to the top of the clouds!
Even Wang Teng, the son of a minister, could not help but feel a little excited.
"Wang Teng, as the winner of this poetry competition, I will report your name to the academy. When the time comes, you can report to the academy with this jade pendant!"
Lu Zhilian smiled and handed over the wooden box in his hand.
Everyone immediately showed envious eyes.
One is envy that Wang Teng has basically entered the gate of Qinglu Academy, and the other is envy that Lu Zhilian can actually smile at him!
You know, from the beginning to the end of the poetry meeting, Lu Zhilian has acted impartially and never smiled at them.
And now he smiles at Wang Teng. Obviously, he has regarded Wang Teng as someone like himself!
At this time, Wang Teng was extremely excited.
Because even if he is the son of a minister, if he wants to embark on an official career, he must enter Qinglu Academy.
Now that he finally got his wish, he was so excited that his face turned red and his body was trembling slightly.
"Thank you, senior brother!"
After entering the academy, everyone was a senior brother, so Lu Zhilian obviously accepted his words of senior brother and handed the wooden box over.
But just when Wang Teng was about to touch the wooden box, a very rude voice suddenly sounded from behind everyone.
"Hey, I haven't competed yet, how come he became the leader?"
scare!
This sentence immediately scared these people into cold sweats.
They were too excited just now, so they completely ignored Zhao Xiaole's existence.
Now they remembered that there was still a bully here who hadn't left yet!
Among the crowd, Lu Zhilian frowned.
The reason why he deliberately ignored Zhao Xiaole just now was because he hoped that the second generation ancestor would realize that he was bored and leave silently.
I never thought that this guy would insist on getting involved.
Can you compose poetry?
Seeing that the jade that was about to be obtained disappeared again, a layer of gloom appeared on Wang Teng's face, and his anger skyrocketed.
He turned his head suddenly, stared at Zhao Xiaole with blazing eyes, and said angrily: "When will you slaves be able to compose poetry?"
Wow!
Hearing his words, the people around him suddenly looked at him in horror.
At this time, Wang Teng seemed to have noticed something was wrong, but the words had already been spoken, so he could only hold on and stay calm.
But the sudden cold chill still made him shiver violently.
The next second, Zhao Xiaole appeared in front of him, his eyes cold.
"Although I am just a small eunuch, I am also a fifth-grade imperial eunuch. You, a scholar with no rank and no title, should you be punished for insulting the court officials?"
These words immediately shocked the hearts of everyone around him.
yes!
Although the imperial eunuch is a eunuch, he is also a dignified official of the fifth rank.
It's just that those eunuchs usually act like slaves, and they despise these eunuchs from the bottom of their hearts, so they don't pay attention at all.
Now when they heard what Zhao Xiaole said, they suddenly became nervous.
If civilians insult the officials of the government, they will be slapped!
Wang Teng also thought of this, and his face suddenly turned ugly.
I don't want to slap him in front of so many people, even if I beat him to death.
So he gritted his teeth and stared at Zhao Xiaole and said: "My father is the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and he is in the first rank of the imperial court..."
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Xiaole had already raised his arms and slapped Wang Teng twice.
In an instant, two more slap marks appeared on Wang Teng's face, which were clearly visible!
"ah!"
Such humiliation made Wang Teng unable to bear it for a moment. He roared angrily, veins popped up on his forehead, and was about to fight Zhao Xiaole, but he was quickly held down by the person next to him.
"Brother Wang, you can't do that! Just endure the calm for a while and take a step back to open up the world!"
"Yes! If you rush forward like this, you are attacking a court official and beheading him!"
"Brother Wang, calm down!"
Everyone tried to persuade him, but Wang Teng was still angry and stared at Zhao Xiaole.
Lu Zhilian frowned.
The Bamboo Forest Poetry Club, which was originally a good place full of literati and elegance, has become so messed up by Zhao Xiaole that it has immediately become nondescript.
This made him very dissatisfied, and he couldn't help but said: "I have never offended you, sir, so why do you come to make trouble again and again?"
"If this matter is reported back to the East Palace, I'm afraid His Highness the Crown Prince will also be unhappy!"
Seeing him speak, everyone immediately broke into a cold sweat for him.
He was afraid that Zhao Xiaole would go up and beat Lu Zhilian again indiscriminately.
But what was unexpected was that Zhao Xiaole just smiled and said: "I was originally here to participate in the Bamboo Forest Poetry Festival, but you seemed to have forgotten me just now, so I reminded you."
"But who would have thought that he would scold me when he came up? You can't blame me!"
Zhao Xiaole said helplessly.
Everyone was a little speechless.
It was clearly you who deliberately spoke just when Wang Teng was about to get a place to enter Qinglu College, which made him furious.
Are you still pretending to be innocent now?
Seeing Zhao Xiaole being so shameless, Lu Zhilian didn't want to tangle with him any more. He thought it was just a poem anyway, so he could just send him away.
So he said: "Okay! Then you can show your topic!"
Zhao Xiaole smiled and showed the boat paper in his hand.
When they saw the word "Youth" written above, they were stunned for a moment, and then they all sneered.