The audience was silent, and everyone was speechless in shock.\ Five poems look at this posture, can really write poems as if they are pulling radishes, pull out a few if you want to, no one can predict that after Xiahou Ba chanted four songs in a row, there were still people who dared to come out and shout, so that the first round of fighting poems of the Linglong banquet reached such an exaggerated level.Including Xiahouba, everyone stared at He Yan in amazement, seeing how he fulfilled his promises.He Yan's face was full of spring breeze, "How can we, the Confucian disciples who have no distractions, lose to half-hearted half-witted people and listen to me" Xiahou Ba heard this, and his expression changed drastically.He was keenly alert and vaguely aware that there was another mystery in He Yan's words, which seemed to be not only aimed at him, but also satirizing Ren Zhen's Confucian sword initiate.With a smile on his face, He Yan began his performance.Behind the curtain, Ren Zhen sat sideways by the dining table, holding his cheek with one hand and playing with the jade cup with the other, his eyes piercing the outside of the tent, his mind running rapidly."
Under the premise of limited content, no one in the world can compose five poems on the spot.These poems read by He Yan must have been written in advance.He is not like me, he came from time in time, has the wealth of knowledge in his previous life, and he is not fond of swords, why would he prepare so many poems about swords" Ren Zhen fell into thought.He didn't believe that He Yan was really a genius like no other.Judging from the other party's smug expression just now, there must be some famous hall hidden in it."
Since he came prepared, he already knew the topic and prepared in advance" Thinking of this possibility, his eyes lit up, "The person who presided over the Linglong banquet is Dr.
Taixue, who is responsible for tonight's question, if he wants to take care of the disciples of Taixue, it is reasonable to leak the question to He Yan in advance."
In this way, the protégé will be in the limelight, and the Taixue will also be glorious. ”At this point, Ren Zhen suddenly became enlightened and gradually deduced the truth of the matter."
If in previous years, the chief examiner of the court examination was served by a famous Confucian in the capital, those people were old and sophisticated, and they were too deeply involved in the powerful forces, and it was easy to dredge the joints, so the candidates could not do anything to the exquisite banquet and bear the risk of being ruthlessly debunked in the future."
Ren Zhen's thoughts turned sharply, staring at He Yan who was gushing endlessly, his eyes were bright."
But this year is different, the Xiling Party can see the situation clearly, and I am afraid that I will guess that I am going to cultivate party henchmen and will not sell them face.Therefore, they want to use the exquisite banquet to promote the talent and fame of their protégés in advance, and when the time comes, I will not dare to ignore the public opinion and let these people fall off the list. ”Yang Dezu and He Yan are both from Taixue, and Taixue is headed by Yuan Baimei, so behind Taixue is actually the Xiling Party.In the face of such a cold topic as Yongjian, they showed a posture of being in their chests, and obviously they had already colluded to act in this scene.Xiahou Ba made his position clear just now, not only did not scare He Yan away, but also let the other party see the opportunity to stand up to Xiahouba, wanting to defeat Xiahou Ba, and taking the opportunity to prove that they are Confucian orthodoxy, and the Water Blowing Party is just a "half-hearted half-hanger".The idea is a good idea, but unfortunately, it was used a little too hastily.After figuring out all the joints, Ren Zhen turned sideways to look at Cui Mingjiu, who looked anxious, and encouraged: "With the teacher here, I will never lose tonight."
Isn't it just six poems, wrapped around me" "Really" Cui Mingjiu was skeptical.After all, it is six poems, and the many talents present have not even written a single poem, Ren Zhen spit out so many splendid poems in one go, and will do six more poems in the future, is this really realistic Ren Zhen smiled: "Don't panic, just remember it carefully." ”After that, he began to teach poetry to Cui Mingjiu.During the banquet, He Yan looked forward to Shenfei, chanting poems with emotion, and was annoyed in his heart.As Ren Zhen expected, after receiving the topic leaked by Taixue, he gathered the elders in the family overnight, racked his brains to write a total of ten poems, and struggled to memorize them.He had thought that with the abundant inventory on hand, he would be victorious tonight, and he would climb two or three floors in one breath and look down on the heroes.Who would have thought that someone could write four songs in a row, forcing him to be forced to show up and pour out five songs, before he could climb to the next level.Knowing this, he didn't care about worrying about revealing his stuffing, and he was definitely sharp at the beginning and went upstairs first.Now it is good that the remaining five poems have been abandoned, after all, the next climber will have to write six in a row, and even if there is no one to match him, he still lacks one, and he wants to go to the next level.It was not easy to recite the five poems, he thought about it and read it one sentence at a time, and when he finished reading it completely, the work of half a pillar of incense had passed.In the curtain on the other side, Cui Mingjiu is also racing against time to recite poems.He Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned to look at Xiahou Ba, his eyes were full of provocation, "After five poems, luck is better than Brother Xiahou."
I guess, you are very unconvinced" Xiahou Ba's face was cold, but he couldn't refute it, and secretly prayed in his heart, Teacher Cai, you must not Jiang Lang is exhausted, we can't lose this battle He Yan sneered: "It's better to study the sage book Confucian sword initiates, to put it bluntly, you are not good at studying, and you can do it, do you think that you are also a genius like him" This is not only to compliment Ren Zhen, but also not to delay and belittle Confucian sword practitioners, is to warn all Confucian students, don't be deceived by Ren Zhen's proposition, it can be described as vicious.Xiahou Ba sneered, "You have a good spirit who never cultivates swords, but can write five sword poems in a row."
I doubt that you are a rebellious remnant of the sword, and you have always been a thief, and you dare not disclose your identity" "You" He Yan was angry, and said in a cold voice: "Right and wrong have their own public opinions, I don't mess with you."
If you are not convinced, then make six poems" Xiahou Ba was speechless.He Yan's cries still echoed in the tower.At this time, Cui Mingjiu stepped out and replied: "Isn't it just six poems that you have to be angry, we will accompany you to the end tonight" The arrogant expression on He Yan's face suddenly froze, looking at Cui Mingjiu who came with a negative hand, I don't know what to do.Xiahou Ba breathed a sigh of relief, so excited that he almost burst into tears, teacher, you are so awesome Everyone looked at the audience, shocked and speechless.He Yan's Taixue orthodoxy, and Ren Zhen's Confucian sword practitioners, the two parties used fighting poems to start a head-to-head confrontation, climaxing one after another, climbing to six consecutive poems, which can be called the most exquisite banquet over the years Cui Mingjiu glanced coldly, for fear that the memorized poems would suddenly be forgotten, and he didn't dare to fight with He Yan anymore, so he recited directly."
In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun's family, a sword dance moved in all directions", "Ten years of grinding a sword, the frost blade has never been tried", "The ancient sword is cold and gloomy, and it has been cast for thousands of years", "The sword is unobtainable, and it is a little difficult to meet", "The spirit sword has been in the box, who is the highest in the clouds", "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Frost Xueming.The silver saddle shines on the white horse, sassy like a meteor" Cui Mingjiu closed his eyes and groaned, his voice continued, this last chivalrous line, not only wrote a sword, but also revealed the pride of a swordsman between the lines.Fighting the sword, Ren Xia is angry, his spirit is full, every word seems to contain sharp sword energy, shocking people's hearts Ren Zhen's favorite is this one, when Cui Mingjiu heard this song just now, he was also deeply intoxicated by its heroic artistic conception.This is exactly the spiritual realm that countless sword cultivators have pursued all their lives.Just as he was wandering among them and indulging in a long chant, someone in the banquet next to him got up and rebuked loudly: "This poem was not written by you":