Chapter 15 Is this poem really written by you?

Chapter 15 Is this poem really written by you?

Yun Xiaomeng saw Su Yong and his brother Liu Guanyu and the four talents smiling happily. He remembered what the old man had said to him yesterday, and couldn't help but feel a trace of depression.

"How important it is to master the scholars in the world. Those martial artists looked majestic, but in fact they were just pawns in the hands of the literati..." The old man's words seemed to be still in his ears. Even if Yun Xiaomeng was full of experience, he couldn't help but be nervous at this moment.

He didn't expect that his brother and the four great talents were still old acquaintances. At this moment, looking at them as brothers, his two mentors also seemed to appreciate the four talents very much. He couldn't help but be secretly anxious and had to go up with a sigh of relief.

He doesn't know much about why the old man wants to be this idol or even a leader in the eyes of a scholar. But young people, who is not greedy for fame at all? Even if the old man didn't make this request to him, he would try his best to win this name. If the children of the capital were suppressed by the talents in the south of the Yangtze River, he would be ashamed.

However, as a young man who is only 20 years old, he is undoubtedly under great pressure to face the four talents, who are nearly ten years older than himself.

Fortunately, Kyoto is its home court. Moreover, Liu Zhuangyuan is his brother, and those two colleges are his own teachers. Nearly one-third of the scholars in the hall are their colleagues and fans, which are 20 or 30 more than those in the south of the Yangtze River. Even some participants from nearby states and counties are also closer to the Kyoto faction. It can be said that it occupies the right time, place and people, and it depends on your own performance.

"No. 22." He bowed deeply in front of the judges. When he saw the smiles of Brother Liu and the two mentors, he finally calmed down a little. At this moment, he took a breath and said loudly to the host.

However, before the host revealed the topic, Liu Guanyu turned his head and smiled at Su Yong and said, "Let me introduce him. This is the son of Mr. Yun, Yun Xiaomeng Yunxian, who is known as the first talented son in Beijing. He is only 20 years old. He is a student of Tsinghua Academy with me, and he is also the master of the two teachers next to me."

The two people next to him have also taught Liu Guanyu some subjects in the past, calling them teachers by Liu Zhuangyuan. At this moment, Liu Guanyu's voice was not loud, and only Su Yong and the two officials next to him heard it, which was also in the intention of fighting for a little convenience for his brother.

With the character and status of Liu Zhuangyuan, being able to say this for Yun Xiaomeng is undoubtedly a very good impression of his younger brother, and at the same time, he is also full of friendship as a child in Beijing.

Su Yong is not disgusted with Liu Guanyu's words. In fact, of course, he understands that he is also from Kyoto. Naturally, these court officials and the two old gentlemen next to him naturally do not want others to steal the big head of the competition. And as a person with two generations of experience, although he is not old, he also knows a truth that no judge can be absolutely fair, because everyone still has preferences. When scoring, he will always give more emotional points because of that point of heart.

What really frowned on him was that he was the son of Yun Taishi.

After he entered Beijing, although no one told him, or no one dared to say that Master Yun was a treacherous minister. However, according to the shock he saw outside the palace, he naturally regarded him as Qin Hui or Wei Zhongxian.

This makes no sense, just a feeling, an intuition about the historical concept of the previous dynasty in its own mind.

Although the master was very polite and even admired him, he could see a little honey-bellied sword.

Of course, his feelings for him have nothing to do with his son, but Su Yong is a judge who will give emotional points like Liu Guanyu.

The difference is that Liu Guanyu will give extra points to his younger brother, and he will give him less points because of Yun Taishi.

The title chosen by Yun Xiaomeng is "Water, Wine", which is a medium question that is not difficult.

However, Yun Xiaomeng's poem surprised Su Yong. At this moment, listening to his loud voice, Su Yong's mouth was so open that he could almost swallow a few meat buns.

This poem is undoubtedly excellent. Even the champion Liu Guanyu and the two old gentlemen were amazed in court. The four talents standing aside were also very surprised. Unexpectedly, the young man in Kyoto in front of him was so talented.

Su Yong's surprise at this moment is not because of how good this poem is, but... It is actually a poem in his well-known previous life.

Du Mu's Qingming Festival.

Looking at Yun Xiaomeng and chanting:

"It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival,

Pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Ask where the restaurant is,

The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

He was almost surprised to call out.

Is this a coincidence? Or... where did he copy it from?

Listening to the familiar words, he was unspeakablely excited. This is the only culture he has encountered since he came here that overlaps with his memory.

This Yun Xiaomeng - who is sacred? Isn't he also a time traveler?

There was a round of applause from the judges and the hall, and even the four great talents applauded. Su Yong was the only one in the whole jury who was at a loss.

Su Yong's gaffe, several companions on the jury first noticed it. At this moment, Liu Zhuangyuan clapped his hands and praised him a few times, and quietly touched him: "General Su, what's wrong with you?" Didn't you scare my brother? The champion thought to himself.

Su Yong shook his head blankly.

Indeed, this Qingming song is an amazing work. The first two sentences are about rain, that is, about water; although the last two sentences do not mention wine, they faintly light the wine.

In particular, before Yun Xiaomeng made this poem, he just took a few steps to meditate, which was extremely anxious.

Yun Xiaomeng was also secretly proud to see such a sensation on and off the stage at this moment. But as Su Yong said, this poem is indeed not written by him, but it is just used today.

A few days ago, a big businessman from the Western Regions came to his house and brought an antique vase of unknown age to the master for appreciation. At that time, when he saw that the vase was special, he asked for it from the old man. After looking at it for a long time, I found that the white jade in the vase was not an apricot flower, but an ancient poem that ordinary people could not notice with an apricot flower-like brushwork.

Since this Yun Xiaomeng is known as the first talent in Beijing, he naturally has some talent and attainments. It only took him half an hour to understand the ancient poem, and also saw the author's name "Du Mu" at the end of the poem. But when he curiously looked through the Yanlong history books, he did not see a poet named Du Mu at all.

With his ability, he can naturally see the level of this poem. Such a talented poet is not well-known? He became more and more interested in this vase, but the giant merchants in the Western Regions soon left Kyoto and went back, and he couldn't ask about it for a while.

At this moment, when he saw this proposition, although he could also make a unique sentence, he pondered for a moment and felt that his poems were too big to overwhelm the four talents than the ancient man, so he saved this ancient poem because no one knew that it was mine.

However, how did he know that Su Yong, who was tongue-tied, was actually an insider.

At this moment, he saw the surprise of the crowd in his eyes. In addition to his complacency, he naturally noticed the wonderful expression on Su Yong's face. He couldn't help walking forward and bowed his hand and said, "Looking at Lord Su, he seems to have some advice. I hope you can't hesitate to tell me and listen to the teachings."

This one simply pushed Su Yong to the top of the wave.

Can't you see Liu Zhuangyuan and several Beijing officials and two people shouting? Can't you see that all the contestants are amazed, including the four talents?

Yun Xiaomeng was really a little upset about Su Yong, but when he saw him and Liu Guanyu continue the poems for the talents in the south of the Yangtze River, he had a little grudge in his heart. At this moment, feeling the praise of everyone, he couldn't help but feel a little flustered and wanted to take the opportunity to step on him.

As a general, it's enough to be wise and brave. What's wrong with you today? Where can we put our Shizi's face? I will not only step on the four talents, but also trample you under my feet. Only in this way can it be enough to set an example for scholars all over the world.

When Yun Xiaomeng saw that the proposition was so consistent with the ancient poem she knew, she had this thought in her heart. At this moment, she turned her head and saw Su Yong's expression, just in time to take advantage of the topic.

Su Yong frowned and stood up, slowly walked to Yun Xiaomeng, and suddenly asked, "Is this poem really written by you?"

Yun Xiaomeng was shocked, but he reacted very quickly. He nodded and said, "Of course, it was just improvised because of the topic." He thought secretly in his heart: it was impossible for the other party to know the secret. At that time, the Western merchant and his old man did not notice the mystery on the vase. I was the first in the world to find it.

And I looked through various biographies and tried to ask the gentleman of the college, but I didn't find such a number one person as Du Mu... Of course, if necessary, if the momentum is not right, go back and break the vase at most, and there will be no evidence.

Su Yongning looked at him for a long time and suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, since you want to listen to my opinion, I'll say it."