Chapter 236: Yongmei Yulan

At this time, Wang Bei said coldly: "Since you have done a good job of poetry, then start directly, this official said ugly words to the front, if the poems you make are bad, not to mention the main gate of Ningyuan, even the back door will not let you in again." ”

Wu Caier said confidently: "The slave family can save it, if there is nothing else to do with the don't drive the adult, then the little woman is ready to read the verses she has made." ”

Wang Beijia nodded, his eyes fell on Wu Caier, but he couldn't stop his contempt, obviously feeling that he had a chance to win.

"Meilan Zhuju, the slave family will also chant poems in order, the first song of Yongmei." After finishing speaking, Wu Zell paused, and said solemnly: "Our sisters think that the plum blossoms are proud of the snow, cutting the snow and cutting the ice, and they are proud of their bones, and they are noble people, so they are used as a metaphor for the noble poems, and I also ask you to judge." ”

After that, she cleared her throat and said in a straight voice: "In the ice and snow forest, this body is different, and the peach and plum are mixed with fragrant dust." Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered. ”

The gentle groaning sound was worthy of the point, and the onlookers all couldn't help but be slightly shocked, and their eyes glared at Wu Caier, all with an incredible look.

The first part of this Yongmei poem points out that plum blossoms grow in the woods with ice and snow, and are not mixed with peach blossoms and plum blossoms, and fall into the dust of the world.

And the next one means: plum blossoms are in full bloom, and suddenly, the fresh fragrance of this night emanates out, and it is scattered as a new spring between heaven and earth. It shows the beautiful scenery of plum blossoms in full bloom, and the artistic conception is also very good.

Moreover, the poems are even more poetic metaphors, metaphors for talented and famous people with high moral character, and will never be in the same stream with the contemptible and filthy people.

The people present were all scholars, and they immediately felt the extraordinaryness of this poem, and they were stunned for a moment, and all of them sounded a burst of applause.

Wang Beijia's face sank suddenly, although he didn't want to admit it, but in front of everyone, he was not good at judging indiscriminately, so he had to nod his head and say sullenly: "This poem is not satisfactory, and you can barely pass the test." ”

The women were already worried, and when they heard the king's words, they couldn't help but rejoice.

And they also knew that the Yongmei poem that Wu Caier read was not written by them, and they didn't need to ask if it was also a poem made by Cui Wenqing just now, so they talked and laughed around Cui Wenqing again, and their delicate faces were full of admiration.

Su Shi's heart fell to the ground, and he smiled: "I didn't expect Brother Wen Qing to show his face, it seems that it is really me Su Shi who is too worried, and I don't know what the artistic conception of the next three poems is. ”

Cui Wenqing said with a smile: "As Wang Beijia said, it's just unsatisfactory, Brother Su just listen to it." ”

Hearing this, Su Shi snorted lightly, and his eyes were full of disdain when he looked at Wang Beijia.

In his opinion, although the poem read by Wu Zeer just now cannot be ranked among Yongmei's masterpieces, it is also very amazing in terms of contemporary times.

However, Wang Beijia can be regarded as approving this poem, so there is no need to argue with it, Su Shi believes that with Cui Wenqing's talent, the next three poems should not have much of a problem.

At this time, Wang Beijia glanced at the happy Victoria's Secret ladies, and sneered: "Don't be too happy, there are three poems, as long as one of the poems does not meet the requirements, the official will not let you in." ”

Wu Caier said with a smile: "Since this is the case, the slave family will continue to recite the second poem of Yonglan, the orchid empty valley is secluded, the lonely fragrance is self-appreciative, fragrant and pleasant, it is the best color in the world, and the poem should also have the meaning of dust, please listen to it." ”

After finishing speaking, she groaned softly: "There is a beautiful woman in the empty valley, and she is lonely. When the east wind blows, the fragrance is far away. ”

The sound of groaning was embarrassing, and there was silence all around, and everyone looked at Wu Caier blankly, and they couldn't believe that this poem about orchids was so good, and it could be described as a world-famous poem.

Indeed, the poem read by Wu Zeer first compares the orchid to a stunning woman, especially highlighting the seclusion and solitude in the deep valley, so that people can't help but give birth to the beautiful woman in the empty valley, the peerless and independent moving beauty, and then the poem shows a delicate posture with the spring breeze blowing, which is really fragrant and fragrant, which makes people unconsciously fall into it.

Su Shi is a person who is good at tasting poetry, and after a little consideration, he couldn't help but high-five and said: "Okay, this poem is good, it can be described as a good sentence." After speaking, he glanced at Cui Wenqing, who was standing next to him and was smiling and silent, and said softly, "Brother Wenqing, you are really not simple, you have such a talent to be so low-key, it is really incomprehensible." ”

Cui Wenqing said with a smile: "It's just luck in the next place, it's so-so, and the small poems can't be elegant." ”

Su Shi only said that he was modest and was about to speak, but the little scholar Su San smiled and said: "Childe, maybe Cui Gongzi is the master who is often said by the ancients to be hidden in the city, talented but not like to show, and like you, who is self-possessed and talented, but an ordinary person, always likes to provoke right and wrong everywhere, and does not know how to be modest at all." ”

Unexpectedly, the scholar of Su San District would dare to speak to Su Shi like this, Cui Wenqing was a little surprised, and couldn't help but glance at him.

Facing Cui Wenqing's curious gaze, Su San felt that he had crossed a little, and his pretty face couldn't help but blush slightly, and he lowered his head obviously a little embarrassed.

Su Shi was secretly annoyed, and was also worried that Cui Wenqing would see Su San's identity, so he gently tapped Su San's forehead with a folding fan, and scolded with a smile: "I want you to talk more, and I will punish you after the young master goes back." ”

Su San secretly stuck out his tongue and stopped talking with a smile.

At this time, Wang Beijia's expression was a little embarrassed.

Originally, he thought that he could turn away this group of lowly women by composing poems, but he didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, they actually made two good poems, and the poems have a beautiful artistic conception, and they are even more catchy to read, and he can't say bad things.

Could it be that these women really have some real talent and learning?

Thinking of this, Wang Beijia felt panicked for the first time in his heart.

But he is used to seeing big scenes, and before the last moment, he naturally won't choose to admit defeat, and said coldly with a stiff face: "This Yonglan poem is also considered to be your pass, and there are two poems, don't be too happy." ”

Wu Caier secretly glanced at Cui Wenqing, but saw that the latter gave him an encouraging look, and couldn't help but be even more confident in his heart, and said with a smile: "Don't drive adults, don't worry, our Victoria's Secret lady will definitely make four good poems and walk in from the main gate of Ningyuan." ”