"For this game, I still need to ask my friends to ghostwrite it." Yan Xiao said.
You Anfu immediately counterattacked, "No, who knows what tricks you two are playing."
At this time, Wu Qiwen, the third among the four young masters, stood up and said: "For the sake of fairness, I am willing to ghostwrite for this young master Zhuyao."
The two were about to compete in the ring, and the guys from Fuchun Tower quickly set it up. There were many people, so they were all set up in a short time. The two of them stood on the left and right sides of the ring. When Hao Fugui sounded the gong, the two began to write.
The poem, Yan Xiao, was still recited, and Wu Qiwen ghostwritten the poem about Yan Xiao on the paper.
Hao Fugui stood in front of the gong, knocked it with a mallet, and shouted: "Start!"
Both of them started writing vigorously. Yan Xiao looked at it for a moment and thought about the poems he had memorized. He was a little troubled because he had memorized so many poems that he didn't know which one was suitable for him.
But You Anfu didn't hesitate, and with just a few strokes of the word "chuchuachua", a poem was completed. Seeing the words and laughing before he even finished a sentence, he felt a little proud in his heart.
"Sure enough, I copied someone else's poem."
You Anfu glanced at Yan Xiao contemptuously and continued writing.
444 Seeing that Yan Xiao was not as full of thoughts as before, he thought that Yan Xiao was frightened by You Anfu. Looking at Yan Xiao's small size, he looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, still a child. When You Anfu said this
, I guess I was really frightened.
"Don't be afraid, just think about it and don't be in a hurry."
Yan Xiao looked at the tall and talented man in front of him. Although he couldn't remember his name, he was a good man.
Yan Xiao coughed lightly and said, "I'm going to start, are you ready?"
444 smiled and said: "Be careful, little brother Zhuyao, I will definitely write down your poem word for word."
"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea and never returns. If you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall will be sad and white, and the morning will be like blue silk and turn to snow in the evening. If you are proud of life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden bottle stand in front of the moon. I am born with talent.
It will be useful, and you will come back after all your money has been spent. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred times in one drink. The scorpion, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink, and the cup should not be stopped..."
Everyone onlookers thought that Yan Xiao was frightened by You Anfu and did not dare to compose poems. They were all waiting to see Yan Xiao's jokes. What's more, they shouted for Yan Xiao to admit defeat under the ring. They would all plead for Yan Xiao and would not let him go.
Yanxiao's defeat was too ugly.
When You Anfu, who was writing poetry on the other side of the ring, saw this situation, he became even more proud, thinking that there was another legend in his life. Furthermore, he became even more enthusiastic about writing poetry.
However, when Yan Xiao's first poem came out, everyone was shocked. Several people sitting at the main table sighed that there was such a talented young man in the state. In the spring of two years later, Xunyang will definitely have the number one scholar or the best.
Second place.
When You Anfu heard Yan Xiao's first poem, he was very surprised, but he comforted himself that all subsequent poems might not be as good. He took a deep breath and continued writing.
"Amidst the colorful clouds of the White Emperor's speech, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day. The apes on both sides of the bank can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains."
"All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. I never tire of looking at each other, only Jingting Mountain."
When Yan Xiao finished reciting the third poem, You Anfu clearly felt the pressure. Every sentence Yan Xiao said was a good poem, and he could say so many poems at once. You Anfu only wrote two poems after struggling.
The first one, only one sentence was written in the third one.
"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any intimacy. I raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and we meet the shadows of three people. The moon does not know how to drink, and the shadows follow me. I will accompany the moon for a while, and my entertainment must last until spring. I sing to the moon as it lingers, My dancing shadows are scattered. We make love when we are awake, but we are separated when we are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in the clouds and Han."
"Haike talked about Yingzhou, and it was hard to find a letter in the misty waves; the people in the Yue Dynasty talked about Tianmu, and the clouds were dimming or visible. Tianmu stretches across the sky, stretching across the five mountains to cover Chicheng.
The rooftop is 48,000 feet high, so it tilts toward the southeast.
I want to dream of Wu Yue and fly across the Jinghu Lake to the moon all night long.
The moon over the lake shines on my shadow and sends me to the Yan River.
Xie Gong's residence is still there today, and the Lu River is rippling and the apes are singing.
Wearing Xie Gong's clogs, we climbed the Qingyun Ladder.
You can see the sun from half of the wall, and you can hear chickens in the sky.
Thousands of rocks have many twists and turns, and the path is uncertain. The lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim.
Bears roar and dragons sing in Yinyan Spring, and chestnut trees in deep forests are astonishing at the top of the mountain.
The clouds are green as if it is raining, and the water is sluggish with smoke.
There was a thunderbolt when the columns were missing, and the hills collapsed.
The stone door of the cave opens suddenly.
The vast blue sky has no bottom, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform.
Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the kings of clouds come and go one after another.
Tigers, drums, and harps are playing, and luanans are returning to the carriage. Immortal people are standing in rows like hemp.
Suddenly the soul palpitates and the soul moves, and suddenly starts to scream.
But when I sleep on my pillow, I lose the ever-present haze.
The same is true for pleasure in the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastward.
Farewell, when will you return? Leave the white deer among the green cliffs and ride to the famous mountains as soon as possible.
An Neng's humiliation and humiliation make me unhappy!"
After burning the incense stick, Yan Xiao also memorized several poems by Li Bai. She thought to herself that the last time she worked so hard to memorize poems was in high school. As expected, people are getting older and memorizing has become more difficult.
Wu Qiwen, who was ghostwriting for Yan Xiao, had sore hands when writing, but he was very happy. Although he did not come up with these poems by himself, it was a blessing to be able to put them on paper so that everyone could see them.
Most of the men present at the poetry meeting were scholars, and one could tell at a glance whose poems were better, those of Yan Xiaoyou and Anfu.
You Anfu didn't even wait for the four referees above to announce the result. He walked up to Yan Xiao and said, "I lost, and I apologize to you." Then he gave a big salute and said, "I'm sorry, I was presumptuous. Got it!"
Yan Xiao quickly held You Anfu's hand and said, "You don't need to pay such a big courtesy when you apologize. I can't stand it. Don't forget that you still owe me a condition."
You Anfu stood up straight and said, "Whatever the conditions are, your supervisor said, as long as it's not an illegal matter such as killing people and stealing goods, I can handle it for you."
"Don't worry, I won't let you do bad things."
Su Changshi smiled proudly as he read Yan Xiao's poem. He said: "I allow you to participate in this poetry meeting. You don't need us to judge, and you will directly enter the finals the day after tomorrow." Su Changshi said this. Then he looked at the people below and said, "Do you have any opinions?"
Everyone below said no. It’s a joke. If a great talent like Yan Xiao can’t enter the finals, then how can they, the common people, enter the finals?
Yan Xiao originally thought that he would have to fight for three days in a row before he could have the banquet that he longed for, but he didn't expect that he could directly advance to the finals. Sure enough, the life of cheating was different, and he could finally experience the role of a heroine.
At this time, when the people below the ring saw that the game was over, they all wanted to discuss it with Yan Xiao. Yan Xiao quickly took Qiaoyun's hand and got out from behind.
At this time, You Anfu was full of admiration for Yan Xiao. Seeing that Yan Xiao was surrounded by people, he also helped to rescue him.
Yan Xiao finally squeezed out of the crowd of men and saw the girl who was standing upstairs watching the excitement came downstairs at some point, as if she was waiting for Yan Xiao. Yan Xiao looked at a group of women opposite with heavy makeup.
, was running towards me with her skirt in hand, her face changed with fear.
He had no choice but to pull Qiao Yun and run from the other side. Just when Yan Xiao was struggling with how to go back, Su Niang drove over in a carriage. When she saw that Yan Xiao had lost one of her shoes while running, she hurriedly shouted: "Here!"
Yan Xiao saw Su Niang's carriage and ran over quickly. He helped Qiao Yun get into the carriage first, then jumped on and got into the carriage.
She picked up the tea on the table and drank a cup of it. Seeing that Qiao Yun was still breathing heavily, she hurriedly poured a cup for Qiao Yun.
"Here, take a sip."
Su Niang looked at the two people sweating profusely and said with a smile: "From now on, Zhuyao will be the object of admiration of many women in Xunyang. You have to be prepared to be surrounded when you go out.
ah!"
Yan Xiao waved his hands and said, "No, this is too scary. I have never seen such a terrifying scene in my life. How can you be such a delicate girl? The way they looked at me was so terrifying."