The woman sitting on the referee's bench is wearing a white dress that is as beautiful as the snow. Her eyebrows are slender and her icy skin and jade bones are glowing a faint red against the light. She is like a gorgeous peach blossom, overflowing with fragrance. What makes people yearn for her even more is her.
She is as quiet as a virgin, and her quiet temperament exudes elegance and freshness. It makes people unable to take their eyes away after taking one look at her. She is such a gentle and beautiful woman!
"Who is this woman?"
"How could she be sitting in the referee's box?"
"...."
Looking at the beautiful lady who was full of poetry, the crowd suddenly became commotion, everyone wanted to know how this young woman who was less than 20 years old was sitting in the referee's seat, and who could she be?
While everyone was whispering, an old man said: "She is Yun Wanqing, a talented girl from Lingyun City!"
"Yun Wanqing!" Everyone was surprised and a little surprised: "I didn't expect it to be Yun Wanqing, she is here!"
The name of Talented Girl Yun is as loud as thunder in Lingyun City, and she is also famous in Yan State. Most people know her talents. She is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She might as well give in to poetry. What can everyone do about such a strange woman?
You may not know, but it’s just that Yun Wanqing is said to be as beautiful as a fairy. When she saw her today, she was even more beautiful than a fairy, which made people’s hearts tremble.
With a beauty as beautiful as a fairy from heaven, and an admirable talent, this kind of woman is rare in the world, and it is rare to look back at her once in a lifetime! Everyone stared wide-eyed, admiring her picturesque beauty...
...
However, countless young and energetic young men could not help but stare at Yun Wanqing with wolf-like eyes, wanting to run up to her and strike up a conversation with her, but they knew that this would undoubtedly offend the beauty.
He lowered his head and thought about how to get to know this beautiful and talented woman.
At this moment, Yun Wanqing's wonderful eyes were quietly watching the competition among the talents in the field, but her eyes would always intentionally or unintentionally glance within the scope of Lingyun City. Looking at Lingyun City from a distance, the people sitting in the city were all headed by Chen Juren.
An old scholar, there is no other figure.
"Isn't he included in the invitation? Why didn't he come?" Yun Wanqing murmured and said thoughtfully, with a faint brilliance in her eyes. This hateful person could not have come late, or he didn't come at all.
Come?
Thinking of him, Yun Wanqing suddenly seemed to have not seen him for quite some time. This man was so talkative all day long that Yun Wanqing felt itching with hatred every time. However, she had not seen him in such a bad way during this period.
Smiling faces seem to have some...
Thinking of this, two blushes rose on Yun Wanqing's pretty face, and she secretly purred urgently. Her shy look was like a blooming lotus, gentle and lovely, and attracted countless wolf lights, and countless wolf masters drooled.
Almost drooling.
"I also composed a song!" A young man from Wushuang City slowly stood up and said with a faint smile.
Fang Junyi made a gesture of invitation and smiled without saying a word...
The young master of Wushuang City read in a leisurely manner: "Moving the boat to Yanzhu, at dusk the guests are worried about the new arrival.
The trees are low in the wild sky, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people."
This poem does not take the setting of the pedestrians' departure, nor the setting of the boat trip, but the setting of the boat at dusk to express the sorrow of the journey. The whole poem is light and interesting, implicit but not explicit; it flows out naturally and has a natural charm.
, quite distinctive.
Although it is not as brilliant as the previous poem, it is still a masterpiece. Fang Junyi's eyes showed admiration. This year's poetry meeting is really full of talents!
"Okay!" Several other Hanlin academicians, headed by Fang Junyi, clapped their hands and applauded. It was obvious that the talented people in Wushuang City had also passed the first level!
Everyone shook their heads, admiring the charm of the poem, and many handsome ladies secretly looked at this talented man from Wushuang City. This young man was so handsome and talented, but they didn't know if he had a family?
The ladies have beautiful eyes, and they are all a little yearning for spring. Their pretty faces are blushing, and their hearts are tingling...
At this time, two talented people have passed the test, and two ancient cities have been promoted. However, everyone knows the rules of the Poetry Association. Not all ancient cities can advance. If the poems they write do not meet the discernment of the Hanlin academicians, they will.
There is no way to escape the fate of being eliminated.
Therefore, the earlier a poem is written, the greater the chance of promotion. The further one is delayed, the Hanlin academicians are used to hearing good poems. If they are not as good as the previous poems, wouldn’t they be rejected?
The talented literati in several ancient cities suddenly woke up, and with anxiety in their hearts, they immediately urged each other to produce high-quality masterpieces...
Fang Junyi looked at Su Di, which was full of elegant atmosphere. There were voices reciting poems everywhere. Feeling pleased, he glanced at the people below, not knowing where the jackpot would go.
At this moment, a talented man stood up, and the place he was sitting in was not an ancient city in the Yan Kingdom, but a literati in the capital. The capital was a prosperous city, comparable to an ancient city with thousands of years of history.
You can have a place!
Looking at this talented man, everyone in Lingyun City looked stern. They all knew this talented man, and he had also shown great authority in Lingyun City. At the promotion banquet of the county magistrate, Mr. Ma, he challenged all the literary talents in Lingyun City with one person.
Wei Dongcheng slightly clasped his fists, said nothing more, and said confidently: "The dusk clouds have gathered up and overflowed with cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
If this night in this life does not last long, how can we see the bright moon next year?"
This poem starts from the beauty of the moonlight to the joy of "the full moon", and then speculates from this night to next year's Mid-Autumn Festival. It boils down to farewell. The image is concentrated, the realm is lofty, the language is clear, and the meaning is profound. People can't help but indulge in this poem.
In poetry.
What a talented man in the capital. He is truly extraordinary. Everyone's eyes shine with admiration. The capital is the capital. It is the most important place in the Yan Kingdom and the place of talent. This is evident!
"Young Master Wei, you are indeed a talented poet," a younger Hanlin academician said with a slight smile, looking somewhat flattering. Wei Dongcheng's father is the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, which is two levels higher than the official position of a Hanlin academician.
, everyone who knows about this Hanlin academician’s behavior is well aware of it.
"Master Lin, you are so complimentary!" Wei Dongcheng smiled and said modestly, but the look of pride in his eyes was self-evident.
Fang Junyi remained silent. It was hard to say anything to Mr. Lin's flattering words, but Wei Dongcheng was indeed very knowledgeable and a few points higher than the previous two talented men.
Mr. Lin’s words show that Beijing has also advanced!
The complacent Wei Dongcheng turned his eyes to Lingyun City. When he saw the old talents headed by Chen Jin, a sneer appeared on his lips: "Mr. Chen, why do Lingyun City only see you old people and no newcomers?"