Qiao Yu also looked at Lu Xuan, his expression even more expectant.
Zhou Yu's poems are good, but the key depends on whether Lu Xuan can come up with another good poem.
Qiao Yu knew that in such a contest, Lu Xuan would suffer even more.
The reason is very simple. Zhou Yu's "Sun and Moon Poems" was not written immediately, but had been written for a long time. When Lu Xuan encountered Zhou Yu's challenge, he had no preparation. Writing poems on the spur of the moment required sufficient knowledge and talent.
Lu Xuan didn't panic at all and walked back and forth. When he reached the third step, a smile appeared on his face.
"Yes."
Lu Xuan looked relaxed and said with a smile: "Zhou Gongjin wrote a "Sun and Moon Poem", and I will also write one."
"The sky is a tent and the earth is a felt. The sun, moon and stars accompany me to sleep."
When the people around me heard this, many of them had smiles on their lips. The meaning of these two poems is very simple, and the wording and sentence construction are ordinary. There is no trace of magnificence or surprise, which is far from "Spring Hope".
"Hey, if you don't know, you will reveal your secrets once you compare. Lu Xuan, this is your true level."
Sun Ce laughed directly.
Previously, he lost.
This time Lu Xuan's poems became vernacular, and Sun Ce believed that Lu Xuan would definitely lose.
Lu Xuan ignored Sun Ce and said again: "Don't dare to stretch your legs at night."
"Hahaha……"
Sun Ce laughed even more.
He ignored other people's looks and just wanted to ridicule Lu Xuan. Moreover, Lu Xuan's third sentence was even more embarrassing.
Discussions came and went.
Each and every scholar looked at Lu Xuan with less admiration and more teasing.
The first two sentences are ordinary, and the third sentence is even more ordinary. At this point, many people think that the contest between Zhou Yu and Lu Xuan has come to an end.
Sun Ce heard the discussions around him, and continued proudly: "Lu Xuan, the winner has been decided, so I don't need to say your last line of poetry. You are a blind cat who met a dead mouse, and you were lucky enough to win the game."
Lu Xuan glanced at Sun Ce and sneered: "Sun Ce, why do you think that I will lose? My last sentence will probably destroy the country."
The sound is loud and clear.
A poem makes the wind and thunder rise from the flat ground.
The proud look on Sun Ce's face froze, and his eyes were at a loss. He was a martial artist, and he understood the meaning of the last sentence.
Sun Ce moved his buttocks, feeling on pins and needles. He just laughed at how arrogant Lu Xuan was, and now he felt so embarrassed.
Deep in Sun Ce's eyes, there was once again deep jealousy and unwillingness.
Damn it!
Lu Xuan won again.
Sun Ce was angry in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. He was a big boss, and fighting against a human like Lu Xuan was like an egg against a rock.
Qiao Yu sat directly above and was greatly shocked when he listened to Lu Xuan's poem.
"The sky is a tent and the earth is a felt. The sun, moon and stars accompany me to sleep."
"Don't dare to stretch your feet at night, for fear of stepping on the mountains, rivers, and crops."
"What a great spirit."
“What a finishing touch.”
Qiao Yu nodded repeatedly and looked at Lu Xuan with even more approval, as if he were an old father-in-law looking at his son-in-law.
He held a cultural gathering just to select young talents from Lujiang.
Unexpectedly, I actually encountered it.
This poem by Lu Xuan has ordinary words and sentences, and is not as stunning as "Spring Hope". However, the domineering and courage contained in the poem are shocking.
boom!!
In the lobby, the atmosphere was explosive.
Each of the scholars looked at Lu Xuan, their joking expressions disappearing, replaced by wonder.
Lu Xuan's poems are too strong.
The poem "Spring Outlook" has deep emotions and fully reveals its patriotic and thoughtful feelings. This poem "Poetry of the Sun and Moon" is unique and magnificent.
Zhou Yu looked at Lu Xuan with a complicated expression.
Lu Kang served as the governor of Lujiang, and his family lived in Shu County. The Zhou family was also in Shu County, so Zhou Yu knew Lu Xuan. His impression of Lu Xuan was that he was a stammerer and a weak and incompetent waste.
Zhou Yu never took Lu Xuan seriously, and privately lamented that Lu Kang was a wise man, but he was the father of a tiger and the son of a dog.
In today's contest with Lu Xuan, he found that the information he got was completely wrong.
Lu Xuan is an amazing poet.
The courage is even more amazing.
Zhou Yu knew that he was defeated this time. He sighed, cupped his hands and said, "Young master Lu said that he is afraid of stepping on the mountains and rivers and destroying the country. With the finishing touch, Zhou Yu is convinced."
Lu Xuan smiled and said: "Brother Zhou, you have given me the award. Poetry and poetry are just trivial matters, not worth mentioning. The art of governing the country and the method of using military force are the most important. Brother Zhou is outstanding in learning. He can mount a horse to fight and dismount a horse to govern the country. He is a true
His talent. Alas, it’s a pity that Brother Zhou’s talent and learning were mispaid.”
"Lu Xuan, what do you mean?"
Sun Ce was angry again.
Lu Xuan's words were clearly referring to Sang scolding Huai, and he deliberately targeted him.
What is wrong payment?
Who did you pay by mistake?
Sun Ce couldn't suppress his anger, rolled up his sleeves, and really planned to take action.
"Sun Ce, I'm holding a cultural gathering. Please behave yourself. If you don't participate, get out of here."
Qiao Yu scolded sharply.
He showed an unabashed look of disgust. Sun Ce, like his father Sun Jian, was reckless, domineering and self-righteous.
Qiao Yu doesn't like this kind of person.
Moreover, at the cultural meeting, Sun Ce made trouble again and again, which made Qiao Yu disgusted from the bottom of his heart.
Sun Ce was scolded by Qiao Yu, and he also hated Qiao Yu. He couldn't bear to lose face, and wanted to leave immediately, but Zhou Yu was still there, so he sat down sadly.
Zhou Yu glanced at Sun Ce and thought quickly in his mind.
Qiao Yu held a literary meeting to select a son-in-law. It was impossible to decide on a son-in-law based on just two poems. He would also take other tests.
He had no intention of marrying Da Qiao. After all, the Zhou family was a top-notch noble family. The Qiao family was a prominent family in Lujiang, but they were still inferior to the Zhou family.
Zhou Yu wanted to test Lu Xuan further and said proactively: "Mr. Qiao, I am convinced of Mr. Lu's poem. How should we proceed next?"
Qiao Yu smiled and said: "Lu Xuan said that poetry and Fu are minor ways, and I agree with them. Therefore, we should use articles to express our ambitions, discuss the past and present, and elaborate on our personal ideas. Today, there are countless heroes and sages coming to the Daguan Tower to attend the meeting.
Take the building as the direction and write an article."
When Zhou Yu heard this, he frowned slightly.
Writing articles is not easy.
If you want to understand the past and discuss the present, you need to use articles to explain your personal ideas. Such articles are the most difficult.
Without enough knowledge and knowledge, it would be impossible to write an article.
Zhou Yu glanced at the people around him and did not pay attention to these people. He looked at Lu Xuan and felt high in fighting spirit again.
His family has a good academic background, he has been studying since he was a child, his knowledge is not inferior to others, and he is not willing to lose to Lu Xuan.
Let’s compete with Lu Xuan again.
Zhou Yu made up his mind and asked, "Master Lu, do you dare to fight?"
Lu Xuandao: "I will accompany you to the end."
A hint of cunning flashed across Zhou Yu's eyes, and he said: "I am from Shu County, and Mr. Lu is from Wu County. In this three-acre land in Shu County, I am the master, and Mr. Lu is the guest. So the guests go first, and Mr. Lu invites you first."
Lu Xuan thought that Zhou Yu had a lot on his mind.
Let him write first. On the one hand, Zhou Yu has more time to think; on the other hand, if Lu Xuan writes first, he will be under greater pressure.
Unfortunately, it is doomed to be in vain.
Lu Xuan flicked his sleeves and ordered: "Come, prepare pen and ink."
The attendant brought pens, inks, paper and inkstones and spread them on the desk. The paper on which the article was written was the best Zuo Bo paper today, and the pen and ink were also of the highest quality.
Lu Xuan picked up the pen, thought for a while, and then started writing.
"I'll read it."
Da Qiao suddenly spoke.
She stood up and walked up to Lu Xuan. She looked at the words on the paper and her eyes lit up.
Lu Xuan's calligraphy is the most popular Feibai style nowadays. Da Qiao also likes calligraphy, but her Feibai style is much inferior to Lu Xuan's.
Da Qiao's eyes were shining, and his charming face was full of expectation.