Datang: I am the founding general in the beginning

After the person in charge went out, another figure walked up.

This is the host of this poetry and literature conference.

She is a maid in Goolan Courtyard, just a maid, but her appearance is also different.

When everyone saw her, they were all shocked, and their eyes lit up.

She looked at the young talents, and her lips opened slightly.

"Everyone here is a handsome boy and young talent from Chang'an City, and this time we will compete for ten rounds. "

Ten girls are asking you questions.

"The one who excels in writing wins, and there is only one winner for each question."

"Let's get started.

"Please listen to the question, the first question is to compose a poem or a word against the background of words.

After the graceful woman finished speaking, all the talents present began to think.

And discussed it in private.

Zhao Ziyun didn't think about completing this question from the beginning.

Instead, he looked downstairs.

At this time, the atmosphere was mobilized by this girl.

The people present were all frowning and thinking about how to do the question.

"Yes, I'll come first. Suddenly

, a voice rang out.

And the crowd looked and recognized the man.

"Isn't that the young and handsome of the Boling Cui family?"

"This person seems to be called Cui Hao, and I heard that his poetry and literary attainments are first-class.

Cui Hao saw someone talking about him, and his eyes were full of pride.

He looked at the people who were talking about him.

Then walked out, looking proud.

"One night in front of the window, the soul of the moon for a thousand years.

"I don't know where to dream, but I can only return here."

When the poem was recited in his mouth, the crowd cheered.

The applause was endless.

"Haha, Cui Gongzi is really romantic.

This poem not only writes the whispering with the beauty in front of the window, but also writes about the beauty like Chang'e in the moon.

"I can't write such extraordinary poems.

"I threw in the towel. Everyone

looked over and found that the man was the young son of the Zheng family in Xingyang, named Zheng Yun.

It is also after the famous family in the five surnames and seven hopes.

None of the people who came out of the five families were not good at writing.

Their cultural heritage has a long history.

Some people saw that this Zheng talent all admitted defeat, and everyone else hesitated.

Originally, there were still people who wanted to compose poems, but after listening to his comments, they actually gave up!

After this kind of celebrity, his influence at this time was still very great.

Generally, Hanshi also has no attainments, and even reading is not an easy task.

Among the Shinong industry and commerce, the prestige of the Shi in the five families is very high.

Especially Cui Lu Zheng Wang's family.

Although the Li family in Longxi is a royal family, it is still inferior to the four families in terms of social prestige.

When Zhao Ziyun saw this, he was extremely unhappy.

What kind of shit poems are composed, especially pale and weak, and I am embarrassed to take them out.

This actually frightened the literati present.

Zhao Ziyun has always been uninterested in these families.

At this time, I want to suppress their arrogance.

Just as he was about to make a move, a voice suddenly sounded downstairs.

"The flowers bloom without branches, and a piece is self-contained. "

Mo Weichun is speechless, and there are times when he is speechless.

Zhao Ziyun looked down and saw a young man dressed in ordinary clothes, chanting his poems.

When everyone heard the poem, they cheered again.

The crowd looked at the young man with admiration.

"Vulgar, vulgar!" At

this time, Zheng Yun suddenly shouted two sentences in a loud voice.

Some people were puzzled when they heard his words.

"Dare to ask Zheng Gongzi, why do you belittle this son's poetry so much?"

"I think this poem is better than the one just now." "

Someone is upset for the poor man.

Zhao Ziyun also nodded secretly at this time.

No matter how carefully this poem is saved, it is a little better than just now, at least not so frivolous.

The ten girls in the attic were also reading carefully.

And ask a woman next to them to write down the poems of each guest for them.

"What kind of flowers, grass, how can they be compared with Cui Gongzi's poems?"

"A mundane thing dares to compete with the sun and the moon?"

"What is this kind of poetry that is not ordinary?"

Zheng Yun looked at the person questioning him with disdain.

Zheng Yun's explanation made many people agree.

Hearing these words in the ears of the poor man, it made him a little ashamed of himself.

There was a hint of shame on his face.

"It's a loss.

When he said this, he took a few steps back in embarrassment.

"You...... Why do you want to admit defeat?"

The person who stood up for him was very puzzled when he withdrew.

"I...... I'm really inferior to that son. The

man was so ashamed that he folded his hands and apologized.

"Who said you are inferior to him?"

"Who said that spring flowers are not as good as the bright moon?"

"Although the bright moon is beautiful, it is ruthless. Spring flowers are blooming, but there is also intention.

"This poem describes your situation and your heart, and it fits the background of the poem.

"The flowers bloom without branches, and one is self-contained." These two sentences express the luxuriance of spring flowers, covering up the branches.

"But it's not to compete with the crowd, and it's a lonely one. "

Mo Weichun is speechless, and there are times when he is speechless. Aren't these two sentences just an expression of the bitterness of your humble family?"

"Although the writing is brilliant, you can only be speechless, and you can't play too much glory in the times at all.

"By telling the implicit meaning of your poem, it proves that your poem is stronger than the one just now. "

This young boy is so uneven.

And when they heard him, they all felt that his words were very reasonable.

It's obviously more than the poem just now.

Zhao Ziyun also nodded secretly at this time, this person is indeed extremely knowledgeable and extraordinary.

His words were also appreciated by several girls in the attic.

There was great admiration for his analysis.

I was very curious about who this person was? Why did he have such insight?

Zhao Ziyun was also a little curious, but he didn't see his identity.

"Oh, you don't have to guess, under the surname Kong, it's just a small person. When

Zhao Ziyun heard that his surname was Kong, he suddenly remembered that there was a prince and master Kong Yingda in the dynasty.

Could this man have anything to do with him?

When the people found out who he was, they praised him.

It's just that Zheng Yun and Cui Hao and the people around him look unconvinced.

In Zhao Ziyun's opinion, this is just a matter of the wealthy blowing each other.

They are all in the same spirit, and many things are cooperative.

It is also natural to crowd out poor bachelors in this way.

At this time, although Kong Gongzi argued for him, the few sons behind the famous family were unrelenting.

When Zhao Ziyun saw this, he decided to crush them.

It's too special to bully people, the influence of the family is so great, it's too much not to suppress it.

"Excuse me, all the sons present, who else wants to try it?"

"Are you so cold about this competition?"

asked the girl with a disappointed expression.

"I, and I.

"How can we give up such an opportunity today?" When seeing the

woman's disappointment, many people began to scramble to fight for the opportunity.

Zhao Ziyun is also waiting for an opportunity to crush.

Jump, let you jump for a while!