At the end of a period of singing and dancing, the lanterns on the high platform went out for more than a dozen times, and instantly turned gloomy.

Jiang Taidong stood up from behind the case, and said with a smile: "Everyone, tonight, the bright moon is hanging high, Lin Tao is bursting, it is a rare beautiful scenery, to be able to use this as a poem, it is really a great pleasure in life, this official believes that there will be a lot of poems with extraordinary artistic conception tonight, to promote the style of my Fuzhou Wenhua." Moreover, the official also received a notice just now that before the start of the poetry collection, a scholar had already made a poem that was ancient and unique, which can be described as a good start tonight! ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a whisper with the banquet priests all around:

"What, someone has already made a masterpiece of poetry? How long does it take? ”

"Well, don't you know? It was at dusk in front of the garden gate that I could see with my own eyes. ”

"Who is it? How powerful is it? ”

"What, Cui Wenqing? Who is this man? It seems that he has never heard of his name! You're not from Fuzhou, are you? ”

……

Jiang Taidong smiled, did not sell Guanzi, and continued: "Today evening, Cui Wenqing, a famous scholar in Fugu, before entering the park, at the request of Wang Zhongchang, the king of Benzhou, made a poem of chrysanthemums, which is for: When autumn comes on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom; The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. ”

The sound of groaning fell, and many scholars who had never heard this poem were all stunned on the spot, savoring half of the sound, and there was a roaring applause.

And Sima Tang, who was sitting opposite Cui Wenqing, was slightly shocked all over his body, and there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes when he looked at Cui Wenqing, and secretly said: This person is really not simple, it seems that it is not so easy to overwhelm him tonight.

Only Wang Beijia's face was slightly red, and his heart was full of unspeakable embarrassment.

What was written at his invitation was clearly that the two had a big dispute at the garden gate, and Cui Wenqing had no choice but to compose poems.

Unexpectedly, when he came to Jiang Taidong, he said such a good word, which really embarrassed him.

Zhi Zhaojiao showed a look of surprise, his eyes involuntarily turned to Cui Wenqing, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said modestly to Jiang Taidong: "Jiang Thorn History, the clumsy husband has always been mediocre, and the poetry is sparse and ordinary, and it is just luck to be able to compose this good poem, so don't praise him so much." ”

"The Governor is really modest." Jiang Taidong said with a smile, "Xia Guan is also full of poetry and books, and he writes more poems, and knows that before he has absolute academic skills and poetic conception, even if he has great luck, it is impossible to make such a stunning poem, and this poem is full of murderous spirit, and the literary crepe is heroic without losing his heroic spirit, which is really very good. ”

I didn't expect Jiang Taidong's evaluation to be so high, it was a big surprise, and I was about to continue to be modest for a few words, but Jiang Taidong had already shifted his gaze, and said with a smile to the venue: "By the way, tonight's Xinke Sima Zhuangyuan and Su Bangyan are here, and please comment on how this poem is." ”

As soon as he heard this, Cui Wenqing secretly said that it was not good.

Jiang Taidong praised him a lot in front of such a crowd, although he was kind, but he also put him on the cusp of the limelight, and he was afraid that when he could compose poems and lyrics, it would be difficult to get rid of the attention of the scholars.

Therefore, before Su Shi could speak, Cui Wenqing stretched out his hand and secretly patted his knee, and reminded softly: "Brother Su said carefully, at this time, keeping a low profile is the king. ”

"Don't worry, I know, I'll just say it." Su Shi grinned, then stood up and said solemnly, "Brother Wen Qing's literary brilliance is really inferior, how dare you make an evaluation." After speaking, he sat down calmly.

I didn't expect Su Shi to be so neat and tidy, and everyone couldn't help but be stunned, however, after thinking about what he said, they couldn't help but change color, and they all showed shock.

Who is Su Shi? That is a peerless talent who has been cultivated by Ouyang Xiu, the leader of the current literary league, as his successor, and he has become a leader in the imperial examination in the past ten years.

Not only that, Su Shi also wrote the edict for the current Hanlin Academy, and wrote the holy decree for the imperial court, and his literary style can naturally be described as first-class in the world.

I didn't expect him to think that he was inferior to Cui Wenqing, could this Cui Wenqing really be so remarkable? can get such praise from Su Shi!

Hearing this, Cui Wenqing couldn't cry or laugh for a while, and complained in a low voice: "Brother Su, you are making a big joke now, I'm afraid that I will become the target of public criticism tonight." ”

Su Shi smiled narrowly and said, "Brother Wenqing, I'm just telling the truth, why do you have to mind?" I believe that with your talents, dealing with such a poetry collection is just a hand-to-hand capture, as long as you break into the reputation of a talented person in this collection, it will be even more powerful for your imperial examination! ”

Cui Wenqing also knew that Su Shi was kind-hearted and wanted him to make a name for himself in the literary world.

But the way he revealed was too public, and at this time, it seems that there are already many talented people who are unconvinced, and I believe that they will definitely have a discussion with him later to verify that what Su Shi said is the truth.

Compared with Su Shi's answer, Sima Tang was obviously much more thoughtful.

Tonight, he had the heart to overwhelm Cui Wenqing in front of Zhe Zhao, but he didn't expect that before the Yaji began, Cui Wenqing showed such a peerless literary talent, which really made Sima Tang feel very troubled, at least, such a poem of Yongdai, even if it was like him, it would not be able to be written smoothly for a while.

Therefore, to suppress Cui Wenqing, we must find another way.

Thinking of this, Sima Tang stood up, raised his hand to Jiang Taidong, Zhe Zhao and others due north, and arched to the scholars around him, and said in a soothing and calm tone: "The poetry collection is to promote literature, and it is not surprising that I have found that I am proficient in poetry talents, and there are good poems coming out. ”

Speaking of this, his tone was paused, and suddenly a clever turn: "However, it is a pity that Xiao He defeated Xiao He, chrysanthemums are soft and coquettish things, noble and earthly, not in harmony, loved by hermits, Tao Yuanming of the Western Jin Dynasty has more 'picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan' wonderful sentence, this sentence came out, chrysanthemums and lonely and proud of the world, hermits formed an indissoluble bond, almost became a symbol of the scribes' lonely and vulgar spirit, Cui Gongzi's poetry of chrysanthemum is good, but completely out of the same kind of works, It is a pity that the original characteristics of chrysanthemums are not depicted at all. After that, he sighed and shook his head, looking very pity.

(End of chapter)