No one can compare with him. At first glance, Mr. Fang and Mr. Hu, an old scholar, highly praised him, and they felt that the top prize of the Yancheng Poetry Society was none other than Mr. Zhu.
Zhu Ziming is full of knowledge and has excellent poetic talent. This is understandable. Mr. Hu's praise of him was also pragmatic, and no one felt that he was flattering.
The moonlight is getting darker at this moment, and the pale golden moonlight shines on the South Lake, reflecting the lively scenery of Su Causeway. The cold autumn wind blows slowly, but it does not reduce the enthusiasm of everyone. Tonight's poetry meeting is really wonderful!
"Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring!"
On the outskirts of Su Di, the poems from the poetry meeting had begun to spread. A young man beat his fan and read this poem: "I think this sentence is the most unparalleled!"
"When we look at each other in the shape of the moon, we only envy the mandarin ducks, not the immortals!"
Another young master read with a coquettish smile: "Brother, you are wrong. I think this poem is more subtle. It is truly the best of all time!"
Everyone at the poetry meeting had already silently memorized the poems in their hearts, and they were all enjoying the poetic meaning of the poems intoxicatedly. Zhu Ziming’s poems were the most widely sung, and everyone rushed to recite these two poems with their eyes
There is a hint of drunkenness in them, these two poems are really a stroke of genius!
The talented tourists read poems, which made the poetry meeting on Nanhu Su Causeway more and more elegant. They sighed one after another, and the beautiful faces of the ladies exaggerated the beautiful moonlight, making it even more charming.
"I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals." In the curtain behind the high platform, the mysterious man's deep eyes burst out with a hint of splendor: "It's really a good poem. I didn't expect that Zhu Ziming could be so talented. It's really surprising!"
The servant beside him seemed to have thought of something, and said thoughtfully: "Master, it seems that Zhu Ziming was just an unknown person in the past. He had studied for a few years and was lucky enough to be a scholar."
The mysterious man frowned slightly: "This is strange. Although he has left the Shen family for a few years, his knowledge cannot be so advanced. Could it be that he came across some expert advice?"
The mysterious man knows everything about the Shen family. The Shen family's son-in-law escaped from marriage for several years before returning. Later, he changed his name to Zhu Ziming. This is secondary. The identity of the son-in-law is no different from that of a concubine. In the future,
You can't enter the genealogy or the ancestral hall. It doesn't matter who your last name is.
However, Zhu Ziming at this time cannot be compared with the past at all. This literary talent is really admirable. I am afraid that by tomorrow, these three words Zhu Ziming will completely resound throughout the entire Yan Kingdom.
The jackpot winner of the Yan State Poetry Society is also the son-in-law of a big family. How can he not be famous?
The servant lowered his face slightly: "Master's guess must be correct, otherwise how could he reach the sky in one step? No one can compare with him!"
No matter how much they guessed and thought, they would never have guessed that Zhu Ziming was actually a fake - a fake son-in-law.
The mysterious man nodded, and suddenly a cold light appeared in his eyes: "Even if his wings have grown hard, he is still engaged to Xin'er. He has delayed Xin'er for so many years. If he dares to play any tricks again, I will not forgive this kid.
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A ray of air-conditioning hit Zhu Ziming directly from the curtain. At this moment, Zhu Ziming suddenly felt cold all over his body and couldn't help sneezing. He wondered why he felt so creepy for no reason.
Zhu Ziming looked around and found nothing, so he was no longer suspicious. Maybe it was because the weather was getting cooler.
Next, because of Zhu Ziming's excellent work, the ancient city talents who had just advanced to the first round were instantly eclipsed. Even if they read a few decent poems, they could not escape the fate of being eliminated.
Several Hanlin academicians all understood that this masterpiece of poetry was easily accessible to Mr. Zhu, and the jackpot should be his, so they did not want to waste too much time, and those who could not compare with him would be eliminated!
The eliminated ancient city talents all have bitter faces. This Zhu Xiongtai is simply a monster! I really should have written a poem before him, but it is too late to regret it. I'd better wait until next year to come back. I hope I won't encounter this kind of thing next year.
A monster-like figure
All the talented people sighed in their hearts. They didn't want to leave right now, but they also wanted to hear Zhu Ziming's next masterpiece.
As a result, the only contenders for the first place in the poetry meeting are Beijing City, Wushuang City and Lingyun City. Although the poetry meeting is coming to an end, everyone is waiting to see whether more outstanding poems will appear.
Immediately, everyone looked at Mr. Fang, their hearts burning as if they wanted to know what the next question would be.
Fang Junyi looked at the bright moon in the sky, paused a few times, and then said: "It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days, so the last question will be a poem based on the Mid-Autumn Festival!".
Today is already the ninth day of August, and in six days it will really be the fifteenth day. Everyone’s hearts are trembling, and they all yearn for the beautiful scene when they are reunited with their families.
An experienced Hanlin academician stood up and said, "Since Mr. Fang is so elegant and wants to hear the lyrics composed by talented people, how about asking Miss Yun to play and sing the lyrics composed by talented people?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, thinking how wonderful it would be for the alluring girl Yun to sing lyrics and music live. Everyone was so excited that their eyes widened: "Okay, that's a good suggestion!"
Miss Yun! Which Miss Yun? Zhu Ziming vaguely guessed something. Looking at everyone's drooling look, Miss Yun seemed to be very admired by others. How many talented women in the Yan Kingdom have won the hearts of the people?
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Yun Xiaoniu is here! Zhu Ziming was extremely surprised, and then he looked around for the beautiful figure with his eyes. When his eyes fell on the referee's seat under the high platform, Yun Wanqing was sitting in the center!
Sensing Zhu Ziming's surprised gaze, Yun Wanqing glared at him full of anger, "Am I so indifferent, and you didn't realize I was here until now? Damn you bastard!"
Yun Wanqing was both shy and embarrassed. Her gentle appearance, coupled with a bit of playfulness, was so gorgeous that it made countless eyeballs fall to the ground.
Regarding the old academician's proposal, Fang Junyi smiled and said: "Miss Yun, what do you think?"
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ps: I came back very late, but I gritted my teeth and insisted on updating a chapter. I think all the brothers have gone to bed, and Lao Xue also went to bed.