Chapter 14 Serial Relay Poems

The first thing to do is to write a poem, that is, to hang a big card next to the judges, which is covered with a number of questions. The participants on the scene choose their own numbers, uncover their own questions, and then write a poem in a tea with the above title. If a cup of tea still cannot be made, they can only step down and choose to leave.

However, just as the host approached the big card and began to shout for all the contestants to choose the topic, the beautiful white man that Su Yong noticed suddenly took the first two steps, bowed to the champion first, then bowed to Su Yong, and then took the host's Xiangzhu loudspeaker and said:

"Lord Liu Guanyu is the champion of the world and a model of our generation; and General Su Yong is unparalleled in wisdom and courage. Previously, he has become a strange poem in two steps on the Golden Hall, which makes us admire him very much and can be called both literary and martial arts. And my generation's poetry also pays attention to a lottery head. The younger generation dares to ask Lord Liu and General Su to write a poem each. As the lottery at the beginning of the competition, what do you think?

This man is Yun Xiaomeng, the son of Mr. Yun, who is known as the first talent in Beijing under the imperial government.

Everyone cheered when they heard it, and the scholars in Beijing were even more bewitching. The champion comes from Kyoto and is an idol in their hearts. Although Su Yong has been famous for a ** poem in the Golden Hall recently, it is not what they saw with their own eyes, and I don't know if it is touted by the academics.

After all, the Chinese ministers in the palace have a deep foundation. If you want to create a great hero of literature and martial arts, it is not difficult. As long as you talk to Su Yong in advance, you can easily do it.

Who knows if the ** poem was done by an awesome man in advance to let him be powerful in the Golden Hall? As for the way of using soldiers just now, these scholars just listened to it and didn't know whether it was high or low.

And now you can't fake it if you choose a poem on the spot in full view of the public.

What's more, there are two people at the beginning, which also means that the questions on all the big brands are fair and fair. No one knows what kind of proposition is behind the number.

With the top talent, he naturally doesn't worry about this small exam, so Yun Xiaomeng secretly made his brother shine, so that he can make it convenient for himself next.

Looking up, Liu Guanyu nodded and smiled. To his surprise, Su Yong was just slightly stunned and came out with the champion with a smile.

Su Yong walked to the big brand and smiled and said, "Lord Liu, please choose first."

Liu Guanyu smiled back at him and said rudely, "No. 2."

The host unveiled the second card, and everyone could see it clearly. It said, "To write a poem with three, four, five, six, and the requirements are related to the scene."

This is undoubtedly an extremely difficult topic. Even Su Yong can't help but be surprised. This move is just to select talents and have fun with everyone. Who would have thought that those court officials in Beijing would come up with such a difficult question?

When the title was opened, those scholars were also secretly surprised. They couldn't help but secretly celebrate that Yun Xiaomeng kicked this problem to others first. If it fell on his head, it would be a shame.

This proposition made Liu Guanyu think hard for a long time. After a long time, he paced and said loudly:

"The building opens three times in spring,

Households from all over the world.

Five glasses of wine,

Stop the six art Chen."

There was a lot of cheer at the scene, and even Su Yong couldn't help admiring it secretly: this Liu Zhuangyuan was really a little talented. In just a quarter of an hour, he actually made such a masterpiece. This champion deserves it.

The building opens three degrees, and the households enter the four directions, which represents the selection of the three floors of the small building and the guests from all over the world in this poetry competition, and the poetry is to celebrate the winner, which is a good work.

Although Su Yong was surprised, he was free and generous. He just bowed his hand and exchanged a few words with Liu Guanyu, and secretly thought to himself: Damn it, it's a blessing, not a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided. He gritted his teeth and said to the host, "Then I'll choose No. 8."

No. 8 is really a good number. The masked paper was uncovered, and there were only three words "landscape painting" on it.

Hey hey, God bless. Su Yong pretended to be meditated, and then immediately said:

"Looking at the mountains from afar,

The water is silent.

The flowers are still there in spring,

People are not surprised when they come.

The scene was quiet. After a while, there was a stormy applause.

If the champion song is a masterpiece, then General Su's song is simply a last sentence. Although his title is not as difficult as that of the champion, General Su is ready to open his mouth, and the group of sentences are so wonderful that the words are straightforward and natural. Whether it is the onlookers, or these scholars or even the two colleges, they can't help shaking their heads and sighing secretly.

Feeling the surging cheers and applause on all sides, Su Yong couldn't help shouting shame and apologized to the original ancients, and then slipped back to his position in the fanatical eyes of everyone.

The most surprising person is Yun Xiaomeng. At this moment, Mr. Yun was also immersed in Su Yong's words. After a long time, he came to his senses, so he stepped forward and bowed sincerely and deeply to the miracle general.

Then the topic of poetry finally began.

A rich child from Beijing has a big belly. First, he bowed one by one in front of several judges with difficulty, and then staggered to the big brand: "I'll choose number four."

The proposition of No. 4 is not difficult. There is only one word "wine."

This guy closed his eyes for a long time and kept gasping. After a long time, when everyone couldn't help kicking him down like a ball, he finally hummed hesitantly:

"One or two two two garggle,

Three, two or four taels are not counted as wine.

Five or two or six to walk on the wall,

seven or two or eight taels...

seven or two or eight..."

Just as he was meditating, Su Yong stood up helplessly on the jury: "Seven, two or eight... If you don't leave, I'll go."

There was a burst of laughter. The fat man had to slip down in dismay.

In the next topic selection competition, some students from Beijing and students from Sifang also have many excellent works. However, there were not many waves in the hearts of the two colleges and Su Yongliu Guanyu. It was not until the host called the name of Bai Hutang that Su Yong raised his head.

Although Bai Hutang was previously crushed by Su Yong, he did not change much madness at this moment. He smiled and said, "Since the four of us are called the four great talents, let's come up together at this moment. Let's choose a topic and let's make a long poem."

Don't say that those scholars are stunned, even a few judges are a little surprised.

The difficulty of a few group leaders' poems is naturally much more difficult than single-person poetry. This not only requires everyone to express the same artistic conception, that is, the selection of poems and phrases must be extremely exquisite in order to form a whole.

This is just like what we usually call the central idea. There can be no deviation in the hearts of several people, otherwise it will be reduced to nothingness.

The judges naturally had no possibility of refusing this self-demanding request, so they unanimously approved it.

So four lazy but extremely cool guys stood in a row, and Bai Hutang chose the topic: "No. 18."

The host opened the title, and the two words written on it turned out that even Su Yong and Liu Guanyu stood up together in fear.

Haoran wrote two big words "searching for immortals" on it.

This is an extremely unexpected and domineering proposition, which may be nothing for ordinary people, but Su Yong has read a lot of extracurricular books such as ancient poetry and poetry research before. He knows that if such propositions fall into the conventional at all, it will affect the artistic conception of the whole poem. It is really true that word by word.

As for Liu Guanyu and the two Jinghua people, they naturally have a deep understanding of this.

However, the four people just looked at each other a few times, and Bai Hutang said first:

"Come and buy all the market wine,

Drunk in the river to find Luo Shen.

In two words, his madness was revealed.

The mangosteen shook his head and said:

"Tao Ran suddenly forgot the way,

I heard Shengguan's resentment again.

Xu Shaoqing took a step forward:

"Lingbo jade sleeves dance in the wind,

A touch of gloomy dusk."

Wen Zhengming Yin Dao:

"It's like an apricot village in the secular world,

Lead Hua doesn't understand Wulingchun.

The four people shook their heads one after the other, but there was no pause, and the artistic conception of the group of poems was also very consistent. The story of several arrogant disciples looking for the Luoshen fairy was amazing. Everyone seemed to see the way to find immortals by several people.

For a long time, Liu Zhuangyuan and the two of them sighed. At this time, Su Yong had already figured out the reason why they sighed. Although this poem is mysterious, it leaves a suspense and has no ending. Although it leaves room for others to guess, it undoubtedly has some shortcomings.

Liu Guanyu, who was beside him, suddenly stood up and said in a man's voice:

"Flying birds throw into Lin Yun Yi Xiu,

Konggu Mingquan is tired."

"Good." Su Yong clapped his hands and stood up to answer:

"Infatuation still remembers old dreams,

New tourists in the sea of Sangtian.

Everyone in the hall couldn't help clapping their hands. The four great talents and Liu Zhuangyuan were old acquaintances. Previously, they worshipped Su Yong's military use. At this time, the two of them continued to say a unique sentence, and they felt a little sorry for meeting each other. [ This poem was recorded by digging a pit in the vest in the old days. I am ashamed to borrow it here.

Although Su Yong smiled at face with several people, he was a little sad: "You wrote this poem to find immortals. I continue this sentence because I am a time traveler."

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