It was already dark at this time, but the Xu family had already prepared and lit torches and candles. The garden was filled with light and shadow, as if it had entered another atmosphere, implying that a more joyful and ambiguous moment had arrived, commonly known as the second scene or night scene.
Feng Shuangshuang, who had rich experience in controlling the field, quickly took over the words and helped Wang Fengyuan fight back: "You are just a nobody who wants to make a name for himself through Prince Wang. Who can't see this?"
Then she quickly said to Wang Fengyuan: "Don't touch jade with earthen pots, and don't get entangled with villains. You will lose your status in vain."
Wang Fengyuan was too lazy to talk to little people. Hearing this, he borrowed the donkey from the slope, threw up his sleeves and left, going to the other side of the venue.
Feng Meiren also left quickly and returned to the main hall. She was still feeling guilty and did not dare to stay here.
Watching the senior sister and Mr. Wang come and go, Wang Lianqing was standing stupidly with her pen in hand just now, but now she is standing stupidly.
She could snicker when Qin Dewei scolded Senior Sister, but she would not dare to laugh when Qin Dewei scolded Mr. Wang again. This little guy is really crazy. No wonder he just said stupidly, "What should I do if I block Wang Fengyuan's way?"
This is not in the way, it is simply a gangster's way!
"Have you finished the poem I just recited?" Qin Dewei was born in a small town in his last life, and what bothers him most is the rising stars who have to show off after getting resources, such as Mr. Wang.
He turned around and saw Wang Lianqing who looked like a goose, and urged: "Don't get hysterical here. If you finish writing, hand it in as soon as possible."
Wang Meiren was already walking like a zombie. She handed in the poem manuscript and silently returned to Qin Dewei without saying a word.
Qin Dewei looked around and said with a frown: "There are so many people here and it's so noisy that it gives me a headache. It's better to go back and wait there."
Immediately, the two of them returned to their seats and disappeared from the noisy poetry venue into the shadow of the dancing trees, temporarily hiding from the public eye.
"Why are you doing this?" Wang Lianqing asked desperately.
Qin Dewei sighed: "Do you all think that I deliberately targeted Prince Wang? In fact, it was just a coincidence."
"What do you mean?" Wang Meiren didn't understand.
"To be honest, I don't care about Mr. Wang at all. I am the one who speaks for myself through my works. But he insists on running over by himself. What can I do? Of course I kick him away."
Wang Meiren only felt that Qin Dewei was extremely arrogant. How dare you, a poor little boy, be so arrogant. The key is that you dragged her on the pirate ship. If you were unlucky in the end, you wouldn't be able to escape.
Originally, today's embarrassing appearance became a joke, but she accepted it, and after waiting for today, she was a good girl again! But now being messed up by Qin Dewei like this, the impact will definitely not only last tonight, maybe she will be a laughing stock in three to five months.
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Previously, this person was so confident that he wanted to take him flying, but it turned out to be a big trap!
At this time, Beauty Wang had no tears to shed. This was a little devil sent by God to punish her. It must be because she was not sincere in burning incense a few days ago, so the gods and Buddhas wanted to punish her.
It seems that two legs are not enough, and an additional hand is needed to vent his anger.
Prince Wang Fengyuan returned to his own small circle, like a fish in water and entered a comfort zone.
Everyone here is talented and speaks nicely, so he still likes it here. At least there are no harsh, mean and hateful people like the boy just now.
Friends also spoke to comfort Mr. Wang: "Brother Wang, don't be upset! There are people like this everywhere. They are just barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. If you ignore them, you will lose!"
"Brother Wang is an honest gentleman. There is no need to argue with ignorant children. How can those deceitful tricks be brought to light?"
Wang Fengyuan bowed his hands to everyone and explained his intention: "Thank you all for your advice, please save me! I have just realized that in the final analysis, we literati still have to rely on our works to speak for ourselves. Using small means is definitely not the right way!"
He actually said these words to restore his image. After all, he was at a loss just now and was quite unsatisfactory.
Friends also cheered enthusiastically: "What Brother Wang said is reasonable. The foundation of a scholar's career is still the pen in his hand and the book he reads!"
Some people also boasted in advance: "I have read Brother Wang's poem manuscript, it is really exquisite. I predict that Brother Wang will win the first prize today!"
While they were enjoying themselves, suddenly someone from the direction of the main hall shouted loudly: "Today's evaluation will be announced!" The news spread like waves to every corner of the garden.
The top poems had been posted. People who were close to the main hall, and those who felt they still had some hope, were the first to flock to the screen wall where the poems were posted.
Wang Fengyuan and his good friends also struggled to squeeze through, looked up and saw that the full text of the poem above was as follows:
"In the spring of the ninth year of Jiajing, I saw the prosperity of Dongyuan, thought about the sounds of the Han and Tang Dynasties, and heard that Ming Gong came to Nanjing to conquer the remaining heroes of the ancestors. I felt this and said:
Jinling was called Jingluo on this day, and the first one was the East Garden.
The river flows around the garden in the west, and the Huaihe River flows around Guo in the east.
There are two palaces and two hibiscuses in the sky, and there are five magpies on the fifth floor above the ground.
Who is Mr. Dongyuan? The old ancestor founded the new Wei Huo.
——A primary school student's play, written by Wang Lianqing."
Prince Wang seemed to have been hit on the head with a stick, his eyes were straight, and he was at a loss. Where did this poem come from? It was as if there was a magical voice reverberating in his mind - you take it tonight
Not first!
Just now, in order to save face, I advocated that literary writers let their works speak for themselves, but what about my own works?
However, everyone else was astonished after reading the first-place poem manuscript.
Everyone has the ability to appreciate this poem. This poem is indeed a good poem. Those who are not good at it cannot blatantly name it as the top one. But the biggest question, or the biggest doubt is, why is it the top one?
There must be more than one good poem and good lyrics. For example, Wang Fengyuan’s works are definitely not bad either, but why is this one the first one and not Wang Gongzi’s? Wang Gongzi’s teacher is still sitting in the main hall!
Therefore, there must be a password here. Only if you can decipher this password can you master the true essence of solving the problem!
For a while, while everyone was admiring it, they were all thinking hard, what is the magic and mystery in this poem? It can actually crush the prince?
In addition, the signature of "A primary school student's play, written by Wang Lianqing" is very unique... Did the author even bother to leave his name?
Qin Dewei poked at Beauty Wang, "The results have been announced over there, why don't you go and take a look?"
"I won't go to see you anymore. It's getting late at this time and I want to say goodbye." Wang Meiren said without emotion.
What else are you looking at? Isn't it embarrassing enough? Go back early and let the guards contact the thugs. That's the serious thing.
Her heart is dead. No matter how powerful the musician is, she can't play her sadness, grief, buried love, and residual soul. Her tears have dried up. The moon is particularly cold tonight...
Suddenly, a servant of the Xu family shouted at the main venue: "Where is Wang Lianqing? Gentlemen, please come to the court!"
"Ah?" Wang Meiren was stunned when she heard her host calling her and inviting her into the main hall. The surprise came so suddenly that she couldn't believe it.
It must be an invitation. Didn't you hear that the servant said "please"?
In today's gathering, the main hall is the real core venue. Whether a scholar or a socialite, being able to enter the hall is a symbol of status.
"I..." Wang Meiren felt that her exhausted eyes could produce tears again, and she subconsciously opened her hands, wanting to give the person around her a fragrant hug.
However, Qin Dewei accidentally pushed her, causing the hug to fail: "You have got what you wanted, why are you in a daze? Go quickly!"