louisehourcade Chapter 201 If I don't play today, I will still make you scum in 2s!
Chapter 201 If I don't play today, I will still make you scum in 2s!
On the side of Dayan, the first person to appear is the champion, Tang Yong.
For the past two days, the Dayan team has suffered consecutive defeats, and their morale has been greatly reduced, and their mood is not high, so they can only send the most stable and most talented Tang Yong to boost everyone's morale.
On the Dawu side, Liao Rumin appeared.
The other party is more talented in poetry and poetry, so he will play first, hoping to get a good start.
The two sides fought for two days, and they were familiar with each other. They didn't say much. They all faced the Empress with their heads held high, waiting for the Empress to ask questions.
A box full of questions - brought to the Empress.
The Empress stretched out her hand, ready to pick out a topic.
At this moment, Lin Beifan's fingers gently hooked, and a small wind slid past the Empress, blowing out a note with the title written on it, and it fell into the Empress's hand.
The Empress didn't think much and took it out directly.
Open it and take a look: "Bamboo!"
The referee immediately announced loudly: "Poems and Songs Question 1 - Bamboo! Representatives from both parties are invited to write poems and songs about bamboo within one stick of incense, and then hand it over to the officials at the scene to judge the merits!"
This subject is not difficult.
Bamboo has always been a favorite plant of scholars and writers.
They like Bamboo's loyalty and unyielding, and are convinced by his stern integrity, leaving countless poems praising Bamboo.
Today's talented scholars will write one or two poems about bamboo when they have something to do, which is arty.
Tang Yong, the representative of Dayan, smiled confidently.
Because, on this topic, he is prepared.
He has written a lot of poems about bamboo, and one of them is a masterpiece.
Once you take it out, you will be amazed!
We have won this round!
However, Liao Yongmin, the representative of Dawu's side, was ecstatic in his heart.
A poem about bamboo, he also prepared.
Moreover, this poem has also been modified by Master Jijiu, so that the overall level of the poem has been raised by more than one level, achieving the effect of a handed down poem!
He believed that taking it out would surely shock the audience!
Ha ha!
God help me too!
I won this game!
Today is when I, Liao Rumin, became famous!
The two sides looked at each other and both showed very confident smiles.
At this time, the referee lit a stick of incense and said loudly, "Time to start!"
"Brother Tang, please!"
"Brother Liao also please!"
The two sides came to the desk, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and started writing.
This scene attracted everyone's attention, and everyone whispered.
"The two sides started writing very quickly, it seems that they are already prepared!"
"It should be like this, this topic is not difficult, it depends on whose poems are better!"
"Poems about bamboo are already rotten, and now it's up to who can write something new and meaningful!"
"This is a test of the level!"
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Big flame side.
Tanhua Lang Ding Shaojie smiled and said, "Congratulations, Your Highness! His Royal Highness!"
"Where does the joy come from?" The third prince was puzzled.
Ding Shaojie smiled: "I was once fortunate enough to read Brother Tang's poems! There is a poem about bamboo, which describes the loyalty and indomitableness of bamboo, reaching the level of Zhenguo! As long as Brother Tang takes out this poem , we have a good chance of winning!"
"Haha! It turns out that this is a good thing!" The third prince laughed.
"The only thing I need to worry about now is Lin Beifan!" Ding Shaojie frowned, full of fear in his heart: "The talent of the other party is rare in my life! In terms of poetry and poetry, he has an unparalleled talent! How many poems are written, all of them have reached the level of handed down! I'm afraid of him..."
The third prince smiled mysteriously.
he?
Don't worry at all!
He has already received Ben Gong's money, and he will definitely put water in the competition.
Writing poetry and lyrics is a test of ability. If you will, you will, but if you will not, there will be no accident at all.
So, we will definitely win!
"Ben Gong has a feeling that we have won this round!" The third prince said confidently.
Everyone was shocked: "Your Highness, why did you say this?"
"Look down quietly!" The third prince smiled mysteriously.
At this time, Tang Yong had already written his own poem, which was a five-character quatrain.
Everyone saw it and complimented it.
"Good poem! This poem is so wonderfully written that it shows the loyalty and tenacity of bamboo!"
"Absolutely reach the level of the town!"
"No surprise, this game should be Tang Yongsheng!"
"As expected of the champion!"
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Tang Yong was complacent, and Dayan was beaming with joy, as if he already had the chance to win.
At this time, Liao Rumin of Dawu also finished writing and took a look.
"Brother Liao, how did I write this poem, can it still be in your eyes?" Tang Yong said with a hint of bragging.
Liao Rumin smiled lightly: "The writing is really good, as expected of the champion!"
Tang Yong was suddenly upset!
It's so easy to say, do you write better than me?
Before, he had already inquired about it, Liao Yongmin was indeed very talented, but he was far from them. If you come to the Imperial Examination Examination in Dayan, you will barely be able to enter the ranks of the second-class jinshi.
A second-class jinshi, what qualifications do you have to look down on their poems?
"Then please Brother Liao, show your poems for everyone to see!" Tang Yong said with a smile.
Liao Rumin confidently showed his poems and shouted loudly: "This is a poem made by students, called "Bamboo Stone"! Please, Your Majesty, and all adults have a look!"
Everyone took a closer look, and they were immediately amazed.
I saw on the paper:
I insist that Qingshan will not relax, and Ligenyuan is in the broken rock!
Thousands of hard hits are still strong, Ren Er is wind from east to west!
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"Nice poem!!!"
"One word, let the old man see the tenacity and perseverance of bamboo!"
"The whole poem seems to let the old man see an old bamboo, firmly rooted in the rock! It is not afraid of the strong winds from the south, east, and northwest, and it is not afraid of any tempering.
"This poem expresses the tenacious and persistent qualities of bamboo! I have seen many poems about bamboo, but this one is the most penetrating, vivid, and my favorite.
"This poem... definitely reached the handed down level!"
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The audience are all the top contemporary scholars, who like to recite and compose poems, and have the most powerful poetry appreciation ability.
Now, I have witnessed a handed down poem that came from their Dawu side, and I am even more excited, and all kinds of praises have been passed down.
"Thank you for your praise, the students are ashamed!" Liao Rumin said modestly.
However, my heart has long been happy!
The champion, Tang Yong, watched this scene in despair: "This... how is this possible?"
He has already taken out the poems from the bottom of the box, reaching the level of Zhenguo, and thought he had already won.
As a result, the other party came up with a masterpiece that was handed down from time to time and turned his national masterpiece into slag!
Life is full of ups and downs, so exciting!
On the side of Dayan, his face instantly became ugly, as if his parents had died.
Especially His Royal Highness the Third Prince, his face was the most ugly.
They had already boasted and thought that the game was a sure win, but Lin Beifan hadn't even played yet, but the opponent's junior had already beaten their champion!
What a slap in the face!
Tang Yong opened his mouth: "Brother Liao, is this really a poem you wrote?"
Liao Rumin blushed a little.
The original version of the poem was indeed written by him.
It was only later that I read the sacrifice and changed the poem a lot, so I can achieve the current effect.
Liao Rumin's eyes turned to Lin Beifan secretly, only to see Lin Beifan shaking his head.
Knowing Lin Beifan's intentions, he said confidently: "Of course I made this, would you give such a good work to others?"
Tang Yong shook his head inwardly.
For scholars, this masterpiece is like a peerless martial arts in the hands of Jianghu people.
Who is willing to hand it over to fulfill others?
The referee said with a light smile: "Writing poems and lyrics requires inspiration! Any scholar has a bright moment, and sometimes he can write a masterpiece with a flash of inspiration. It's not surprising! Talented and inspired, he often recites masterpieces for the world to watch!"
"That's right! Master Jijiu is such a talented person. He can write poems and lyrics at his fingertips, so he is praised as a fairy in heaven! Because only an immortal has such amazing talent! Students are far worse than him, talent Less than 1/10,000th of his!" Liao Rumin immediately boasted, and the flattery came rolling in.
Lin Beifan listened to it and was very helpful.
This kid is sensible, no help!
Tang Yong also knew this situation, but he couldn't accept the ending of his failure.
In the end, after voting, Liao Rumin won without surprise.
Tang Yong walked down in despair, his mouth was bitter: "His Royal Highness, and everyone, I'm sorry! I let you down!"
"Tang Yong, you've done a good job, it's not your failure! Who would have thought that Liao Rumin would be able to come up with a poem that was handed down from time to time. It can only be said that you're unlucky, even if you're defeated, you're still glorious!" the third prince persuaded.
"Thank you, Your Highness for comforting!" Tang Yong handed over.
"Next, leave it to us!" The third prince said anxiously: "Do you still have poems about bamboo in your hands? Now is not the time to treasure your brooms, take them out!"
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads with a wry smile.
"Your Highness, really not!"
"His Royal Highness, I have one, but it's far inferior to Liao Rumin's "Bamboo Stone"!"
"His Royal Highness, the poem in my hand, I really can't get it out!"
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The third prince was even more anxious, and urged: "Since there is no, then think quickly! Do everything possible for this palace to think! Although this is the first round of poetry and poetry, once we lose, it means that Wen Dou has lost! After returning, how will you explain to His Majesty and Wanmin?"
The representatives of the Dayan side were about to cry.
"But Your Highness, how could it be so easy to come up with a handed down poem?"
"I can't think of a song if I scratch my head!"
"We really can't help it!"
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The third prince shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and think about it!" Ten.