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Coming out of Shengxian Villa, a tower was set up in an open area of ??the villa.
"This is?"
"Master Hou, this poetry conference is held outside!" Mu Hanfeng explained to Han Ce.
"Outside?"
"That's right! After all, the Sage Villa is a royal palace, so naturally it can't be held there!" Mu Hanfeng was a little puzzled when he saw Han Ce, and continued to elaborate.
It was not until noon that the poetry meeting started slowly.
Those talented scholars who prepared their poems early and wanted to become a blockbuster at the poetry conference also began to be impatient, and came up with their own poems one after another.
"I don't know what's going on outside?"
"Out, out!"
Yan Zhenpan and the others were wondering what was going on outside, when a servant ran in quickly, shouting out, out!
"Whose?"
"It's Wang Yang of Nanyang County!"
During the speech, Wang Yang's poems were presented.
"The sound of the wind is so strong, and the pine branches are so strong. The frost is miserable, but the year is always upright. Don't you suffer from freezing coldGood poetry, good poetry! What does Yan Lao think?"
Xiao Wengong took the poem, recited it carefully, and then praised Yan Zhenpan beside him a few times.
Yan Zhenpan nodded slowly.
It seems to be savoring the meaning in this poem.
"It seems to be chanting things, but it is actually a statement of ambition. Mr. Wang borrowed the strength of the green pine to express the steadfastness of his ambition. This poem has a lofty meaning, grand and refined. It is good, but it is not good enough to win the leader!"
Yan Zhenpan said slowly.
? Although it is amazing, it is not enough to win the first prize of poetry.
It can only be regarded as a masterpiece.
"The sound of water and mountains locks the makeup building. The past is long. The clouds and rains return to the evening, and the fireworks spring and fall. Why should the apes be near the lonely boat. Travelers are so sad! So what does Yan Lao think of this song? ?¡±
Xiao Wengong took out another poem and asked.
"It's good, but it's not the right time!"
Yan Zhenpan said.
"Old Yan, don't be biased!" Lin Mingzhang said, and there were several poems in succession, all of which were good, but Yan Zhenpan didn't like any of them.
"You and I are just commenting at will, so why are you partial!"
Yan Zhenpan explained.
"What about this one? Yuan Po went up to the cold sky, and everyone said that the world is the same. Knowing that thousands of miles away, there is no rain and wind?" Lin Mingzhang asked.
Yan Zhenpan glanced at it and shook his head slowly again.
After a few hours, many good poems came in one after another. Although it amazed everyone, it was hard to be a big responsibility!
"A few hours have passed, Duanmuling, Zhuang Bufan, why hasn't Liu Bangyan moved?"
"They naturally have to wait until the end to exert their strength!"
The poetry conference started, and many good poems were produced, but Zhuang Bufan and the others remained silent, which made those who originally wanted to enjoy a good show of fighting for the tiger's head say a little tirelessly.
"Aren't you two making a move yet?"
Liu Bangyan asked Duanmuling and Zhuang Bufan beside him.
"Not urgent!"
Duanmuling said, this poetry conference has not yet reached its climax, so naturally there is no need to rush.
"Since this is the case, I am not talented, and I am willing to throw bricks to attract jade!" Liu Bangyan stood up and clasped his fists and said.
Seeing Liu Bangyan stand up, many people looked towards Liu Bangyan.
"Is Liu Bangyan going to write a poem?"
While everyone was watching, Liu Bangyan took a step forward, "The scenery of poets is in the new spring, and the green willows are only yellow and half-uniform. If you wait for the forest and flowers to look like brocades, you will be a flower watcher when you go out."
Liu Bangyan made a poem in seven steps.
"this?"
"It seems that Liu Bangyan is still keeping it private. Although this poem is good, it is far behind Liu Bangyan's previous level of strength!"
This poem must be commented by Yan Zhenpan and others, and everyone can hear it alone.
? Of course, this poem is undeniably a good poem, but it is a bit weak compared to the winning poem.
"My Lord!"
"Um?"
Han Ce was lying on the lawn with a straw in his mouth, his hands resting behind his head, enjoying the warm gaze.
"A few poems have been published!"
Mu Hanfeng said.
"It's not yet time for a real confrontation, these poems are just a hot spot.? That's all! "Han Ce said with a smile, Duanmuling and Zhuang Bufan did not make a move. Although the poems are amazing, they are not yet shocking.
"Master Hou, won't you go in and have a look?"
"You don't need to look to know!"
Han Ce said.
"The prince is here!"
"The prince is here?"
For the Poetry Conference, Xiao Yanqi, as the Prince of Liang, naturally came back to participate. Even if he didn't write poems, making friends with these literati was still a reward.
"You don't need to be too polite, today I am also participating in the poetry conference as a student!" Xiao Yanqi said modestly.
When the crown prince arrives, Lin Mingzhang and others will naturally come out to greet him.
"The minister waits to see the prince!"
"Mr. Lin, there is no need to be too polite, Mr. Yan!"
Xiao Yanqi immediately stepped forward to help Yan Zhenpan. He vaguely felt that there was no hope for himself and the Xiangguo Mansion, so the two kowtowed, and Xiao Yanqi chose Yan Zhenpan.
Yan Zhenpan has a very high reputation among the students, and the court is also very light. Many officials are Yan Zhenpan's disciples. If Yan Zhenpan supports him, he will not be weaker than Lin Mingzhang.
Weighing the pros and cons, Xiao Yanqi resolutely gave up on Lin Mingzhang.
Lin Mingzhang also noticed this subtle change. Who is he? Xiao Yanqi's thoughts are like a child's trick in Lin Mingzhang's eyes.
"I don't know if there are any good poems out there?"
Xiao Yanqi asked with a smile.
"There are a few good poems!"
Yan Zhenpan replied.
"His Royal Highness, please come inside!"
"Thank you, Mr. Yan, for your kindness. I will still be with you students, and let me see the demeanor of my students!" Xiao Yanqi declined the invitation of Yan Zhenpan and the others.
"Okay, okay! It's really rare for His Royal Highness to have such a heart!"
Yan Zhenpan said gratifiedly that although he is a prince, he must not be arrogant, feel that he is superior to others, and must be humble and approachable.
Only in this way can people be convinced by virtue.
"Old Yan reminded Xiao Yanqi to keep it in his heart!" Xiao Yanqi saluted and thanked. In fact, this was what Yan Zhenpan said casually.
It seems to be appreciated by Yan Zhenpan.
"Miss, do we still need to look for it?"
Everyone came here for fame and fortune, but Lin Nianrou came to find someone. At the poetry conference, Lin Nianrou didn't go to appreciate poetry, but kept looking for someone.
"Isn't that Miss Lin from Xiangguo Mansion?"
"It really is!"
"The number one talented woman in the capital, looks as good as Xia Chuchu!"
"Seeing that she is in such a hurry, could something be wrong?"
Soon someone noticed Lin Nianrou. After all, Lin Nianrou was so beautiful that anyone who saw her would notice it.
"Since Mr. Zhuang said it, someone will definitely come!" Lin Nianrou said firmly.
"Miss Lin!"
Suddenly Lin Nianrou stopped.
"His Royal Highness!"
"Miss Lin is in such a hurry, is she looking for someone? But tell me, I'll have someone find it for you!" Xiao Yanqi said with a smile. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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