Ye Lai said: "The title of the concubine body is: month." ”

As soon as the words fell, a little maid walked out with a piece of white paper in her hand, and the word "month" in seal script was written on it. The handwriting is beautiful, the door is strict, showing extraordinary calligraphy ~ skills.

The topic of "Month" can be said to be both easy to write and difficult to write. It is said that he is easy to write because the scope of this topic is very wide, and even when everyone learns to make poems, they have made one or two poems about Yongyue. If you don't want to be embarrassed, you can use the old work to make up the number, and it's okay in terms of rules.

It's hard to write that there have been countless Yongyue masterpieces in the past, so how easy is it to be refreshing?

A little maid came up and set up a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in front of the three of them.

Song Jingang can win the favor of the night, Wencai is quite unusual, he first wrote, recited: "The old rabbit is crying in the sky, and the cloud building is half-open and the wall is obliquely white." The jade wheel rolls the dew wet and light, and Luan Pei meets Gui Xiangmo. Under the three mountains of yellow dust and clear water, it has changed for thousands of years. Looking at the smoke at nine o'clock in Qizhou, a cup of seawater is poured. ”

This poem writes about the scene of sleepwalking in the Moon Palace, and the first four sentences write about what the Moon Palace sees; The last four sentences are written in the Moon Palace to see the world. The intention is not to be fascinated by the fairyland of the Moon Palace, but to look at the present world from the moon with cold eyes, lamenting that life is short and the world is impermanent.

The poem is like his person, just like Song Jingang, at first glance he is a beautiful son in the turbid world, but in fact he is ghostly and awe-inspiring.

Regardless of the central idea of the poem, the literary achievement of this poem is quite high.

After reading a poem, everyone present bowed their heads one after another.

Yelai sighed lightly and said, "King Kong, your poems always go off the rails, telling about impermanence, I'm afraid...... Not very auspicious. ”

Song Jingang laughed and said: "Miscellaneous people with disabilities, what kind of auspiciousness do you pay attention to?" Come to the night, little lady, how about this poem? ”

Yelai said without hesitation: "The best work." ”

"Okay, please ......" Song Jingang looked to the side, after all, he didn't dare to provoke Song Xue'er, who was relying on his face to pick up girls, and said to Li Longji: "Just ask King Linzi to read out your own poems, right?" ”

Li Longji's poem has also been written, reading: "The bright moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time." Love ~ people complain about the night, and they are lovesick at night! The candles are extinguished, and the light is full, and the clothes are dewed. It's unbearable to give away, and it's a good time to sleep. ”

"Good poetry, a bright moon on the sea, the end of the world at this time!"

"Even if this poem can't be passed down through the ages, it can still be ranked in the top ten in the world!"

"The poetry and dance of the king of Linzi are unique, after today, he will be famous all over the world!"

……

Although it is said that there is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts, it has to be in a similar situation. As soon as Li Longji's poem came out, a cheer suddenly sounded.

Song Xue'er changed color for a while.

After all, the original plan was to compete with Song Jingang and be jealous, and "missed" to beat him to death. But now, what can Li Longji do if he has the upper hand?

Besides, his family knows his own family affairs and his literary talent, and he will never be able to write such a wonderful poem as Li Longji.

However, the beauty changed her mind slightly, but her complexion quickly eased.

Her eyes wandered, and she glanced at Cui Geng and said, "Brother Cui, it seems that this Linzi King's poem is very strong, can you give me some advice?" ”

Song Jingang sneered: "Hmph, there is a good skin in the air!" Come here at night, the little lady, you can't find someone to write it for you. ”

Song Xue'er rolled her eyes and said, "Don't worry, I didn't plan to let Brother Cui write it for me at all, I just wanted him to give me some advice!" Could it be that your father-in-law Song writes poetry, and no one teaches him from childhood to adulthood? Or is there a rule here that you are not allowed to teach on the spot? ”

"I ...... Hmph, I'll see what you can teach. ”

Song Xue'er shook Cui Geng's arm and said, "Brother Cui, you must have a way, right?" ”

Cui Gengdao: "For the time being, you can improve the level of poetry, of course, there is no way, but ......"

"What?"

"It's no problem for you to overwhelm King Linzi today."

Although Song Xue'er had infinite confidence in Cui Geng, she never expected that he would come up with a countermeasure in such a short period of time, and his eyes were suddenly full of little stars, and he said, "Ah? Really? What to do? ”

Cui Geng smiled slightly, and said confidently: "The solution is very simple, just let the King of Linzi take the initiative to admit defeat?" ”

Li Longji was so unhappy that he said, "When this king was nine years old, he dared to directly command Wu Yizong. The surname is Cui, I'm strange, why are you sure to let this king admit defeat? ”

Cui Geng said firmly: "If I say three words, you will definitely admit defeat!" ”

"What three words?"

"Zhang Jiuling!"

"What Zhang Jiuling?" Li Longji's face was dazed.

However, others present quickly reacted.

"Isn't Zhang Jiuling the new champion? Why did Cui Taofu mention this? ”

"Hey, isn't that obvious? Brother, think about it, what is the bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time? This is an old work! Now the question arises, when did the king of Linzi ever go to sea? ”

"What do you mean...... This poem was not only copied by him, but also copied by Zhang Jiuling? ”

"I was caught with a sore foot, King Linzi is embarrassed this time!"

……

The sound of discussion came into Li Longji's ears, straight like a sharp blade piercing his heart, and like falling into a sea of fire, it was so uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

That's right, this poem was indeed not written by Li Longji himself, but Li Xiu cleverly arranged for someone to write it on his behalf. However, he never expected that the origin of this poem had been leaked.

Li Longji glared at Li Xiu angrily and said, "Zhang Jiuling? ”

Li Xiu was even more uncomfortable than Li Longji, and said bitterly: "Yes, it's Zhang Jiuling!" ”

In fact, Li Xiu was also aggrieved: Nima, what is this called, I originally arranged it well, first bribed the maid next to Yelai, and asked her to suggest that Yelai take the moon as the theme and let Li Longji compose poems. Although the maid and Yelai are called master servants, they are like sisters, and they will not miss a hand.

Then, he spent a lot of money to buy a poem from Zhang Jiuling, the champion of the new department.

Unexpectedly, this Zhang Jiuling was not tight-lipped, and he actually leaked the matter, how could he explain to the king of Linzi?

In fact, Li Xiu really wronged Zhang Jiuling, and Cui Geng knew about it, not according to poems, but according to the records of later generations.

Cui Geng said with a smile: "King Linzi, should I say a few more words, or do you take the initiative to admit defeat?" ”

"Xiao Wang admits defeat!"

"Okay, the king of Linzi is willing to gamble and lose, and he is also a man."

Then, Cui Geng looked at Song Xue'er again and said, "There is only one Song King Kong left, so as to send your brother your knowledge, should there be no problem?" Why don't you hurry up and write a poem? ”

"No......" Song Xue'er coquettishly said, "Brother Cui's writing is ten times that of mine, why don't you make a few example poems first and give me a reference?" ”

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