Hong Zhongming's "Chang'e Has Regrets" is a watershed, those who are not well written are not easy to take out and be embarrassed, and those who still write poems are not far behind.

As the saying goes, when the "jade" appears, the "bricks" can take a break.

The gist of the poems is almost the same, they are all how full the moon is, how festive the festival is, there are many good works, but there is a lack of works that can make people's eyes shine, not only Ye Jingneng as a judge is a little disappointed, but the guests are also a little interested.

In ancient times, there were so many readers, I don't know how many poetry meetings were held a year, and there may be so many good poems that may be popular and passed down to future generations, how can they appear so easily, to hear a masterpiece, not only to see the person, but also to see luck.

"Zheng Gongzi, Uncle Weng asked you if you are satisfied with the drinks and pastries tonight?" At this time, Xiao Gang appeared quietly and asked respectfully.

Zheng Peng smiled bitterly and said with a wry smile: "Very good, there is the trouble of the old man." ”

Caring is fake, this old man is hinting that he should not just eat and practice, let himself also compose poetry.

Invited to participate this time, outsiders thought that Zheng Peng had picked up a bargain, Zheng Peng knew that in order to get out that day, he got a few poems in one breath and stopped Old Man Guo on the spot, and he was wishful thinking that he was a great talent, so he specially asked people to send him an invitation, and seeing that he was delayed, he couldn't help but send Xiaogang to hint.

After all, spending so much effort to organize the Lanting Society is to expand the prestige of Guo Mansion, and a few high-quality poems can be left during the banquet, which will be of great help to the prestige of Guo Mansion after they are passed out.

It's not that he is crying and begging to come, after Xiaogang leaves, Zheng Peng should still eat, drink, and leave the matter of writing poetry behind, anyway, he is thick-skinned and doesn't care.

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer people, many people put their eyes on the place close to Lanting, where Sun Yaozhou, who is known as the first genius in Weizhou, is sitting. In front of everyone, Sun Yaozhou calmly raised his hand, and he finally began to write his own work.

There were already people waiting next to him, and as soon as Sun Yaozhou signaled, someone immediately stepped forward to lay paper and polish ink.

"Excuse me, take one more wolf." Sun Yaozhou suddenly spoke.

The subordinate paused for a moment, thinking that the size of the pen did not match, and asked respectfully: "I don't know how much wolf hair the son wants?" ”

"It's okay, it's the same as this one, just medium."

The request was a bit strange, but the next person sent it again soon.

Sun Yaozhou thanked him, only to see him smile indifferently, say a word of dedication, and then hold a pen in one hand, and start writing at the same time.

"Oh my God, this is... The legendary two-pronged approach? Someone in the crowd cried out in surprise.

"I heard that Sun Yaozhou began to practice calligraphy at the age of three, and he can write a good calligraphy with his left and right hands, but I didn't expect that he also hid a hand, and he can open a bow with his left and right hands at the same time, which is amazing, amazing."

"You see, the calligraphy on both sides is different, no, every poem is changed to a different kind of calligraphy, it's just a miracle."

"The first genius in Weizhou deserves his name."

For a while, the praise was everywhere, and many people who participated in the party stood up one after another, and the stars surrounded Sun Yaozhou like the moon, stretching their necks one by one, with a look of admiration in their eyes.

Zheng Peng looked at Sun Yaozhou with both hands and bowed left and right, his expression was extremely calm, his movements were extremely chic, and he was a little shocked in his heart: I have to admit that although Sun Yaozhou is very sassy and very stylish, he does have the ability to pull the wind.

It's hard to be dual-minded, not only to write beautifully, but also to change a penmanship for each line, how much of a teenager's skill?

Soon, Sun Yaozhou finished writing, and his subordinates carefully sent it to the singer.

The following is a poem by Sun Yaozhou Xiaolangjun, please listen:

The willows compete for the painting pulp and shake it, and the water marks are not perceptible to the red silk.

The moon and the moon went back in shame, and they all sat on the pond and joined the phoenix flute. ”

As soon as the singing fell, the scene was applauded.

Ye Jingneng, as a judge, nodded and said: "Convey love with poetry, there is no love in the poem, but there is affection everywhere, it seems to be irrelevant to the topic, in fact, the fifteenth Shangyuan Festival of the first lunar month, it is the time when men and women fall in love with each other. ”

As soon as Ye Saijiu's words fell, the scene was applauded again, and many people also came to Sun Yaozhou with wine glasses in their hands to congratulate them, and it was not bad to brush their faces familiarly.

After getting Ye Saijiu's evaluation, Sun Yaozhou's future is limitless, and it is only a matter of time before he becomes a rising star in the Tang Dynasty political arena.

After Sun Yaozhou, there was no new work in Banxiang, as the organizer, Guo Hong stood up and asked: "It's not easy for Ye Saijiu to come here, it's even more rare to hear his old man's face-to-face comments, is there any new work?" ”

After a while, there was still no new work, Lu Xianling said with a smile: "It's almost the same, according to a certain point of view, there should be no suspense if Sun Yaozhou wins the championship tonight." ”

Everyone nodded approvingly, and even Ye Jingneng, as a judge, also nodded yes.

Just when Ye Jingneng wanted to open his mouth to announce that Sun Yaozhou had won the championship, Sun Yaozhou suddenly stood up and said with a serious face: "What Uncle Guo said is very true, it is not easy for Ye Xianjiu to come to a trip, and it is even more rare to hear his old man's face-to-face comments. ”

When rivals in love saw each other, they were very red-eyed, Cui Xiyi looked at Sun Yaozhou unpleasantly, and Sun Yaozhou also hated Cui Xiyi, because Guo Fu valued Cui Xiyi very much, and even deliberately matched him and Guo Ketang, compared with Zheng Peng, who had no power and powerless, it was naturally Cui Xiyi's greater threat.

Take advantage of this opportunity to teach the surname Cui a good lesson, and let Guo Ketang see which one is better.

Lanting is in the backyard of Guo's mansion, from here you can see the embroidery building of Guo's mansion, that is, Guo Ketang on the embroidery floor, you can also see the situation here, maybe the beauty is looking at herself in secret, thinking of this, Sun Yaozhou has an inexplicable excitement, thinking about how to make a splash.

It doesn't matter if you win the championship, you have to take the opportunity to suppress Cui Xiyi, who is now dominant.

What is youth frivolity, this is youth frivolity, others are afraid of Cui Xiyi, but Sun Yaozhou is not afraid.

"That's right" Hong Zhongming on the side put away the paper fan in his hand and echoed: "Cui Gongzi said that he wanted to compete with Yaozhou at the Lanting Meeting, but he has been looking forward to it." ”

As Sun Yaozhou's best friend, Hong Zhongming did not hesitate to stand on the side of his friends.

In front of so many people, naming and asking the other party to fight poetry, this is not a provocation, but a provocation, Zheng Peng looked at Cui Xiyi a little nervously, for fear that his fiery temper would not be able to be controlled, if he made trouble on such an occasion, it would not be good for his reputation if it was spread out.

took advantage of Cui Xiyi so much, and Cui Xiyi is still so generous and frank, this "humanoid ingot" is still his own lucky star, and Zheng Peng doesn't want him to have an accident.

Unexpectedly, Cui Xiyi, who has always been impulsive, seemed to have guessed that Cui Xiyi would make things difficult for him, laughed when he heard the words, and said calmly: "What Yaozhou said is very reasonable, good poetry is like wine, it needs to be brewed, and a certain person is a chronic child, not as urgent as Yaozhou, it is estimated that he will not be able to do it for a while." ”

Speaking of this, Cui Xiyi glanced at Zheng Peng and said with a smile: "That's it, in order not to spoil everyone's interest, let my good brother Zheng Peng compose a poem on behalf of me, as for the poem I composed, when it is brewed, let the two of them appreciate it." ”

What, let yourself fight for him?

When Cui Xiyi looked at himself just now, Zheng Peng had a bad feeling, but he didn't expect this guy to sell himself in a blink of an eye.

This is, and to be a shield for others?

Zheng Peng was a little speechless, he was a shield for Guo Ketang last time, and now he is a shield for Cui Xiyi, what do he owe them?

And a talent for this?

Sun Yaozhou glanced at Cui Xiyi, and quickly said happily: "It's okay, meet friends with poetry, then look at Cui Gongzi's good brother, how many catties and taels does he have." ”

Cui Xiyi didn't accept the offer, he slapped himself, Sun Yaozhou couldn't help it, and if he ran it again, it would seem that he had bad intentions, and it happened that Zheng Peng was also the target he wanted to suppress, so he agreed.

No matter what, it is one that can suppress one, just now the two brothers Guo Zhen and Guo Cheng let themselves deal with Zheng Peng, which just killed two birds with one stone.