Such a popular and straightforward poem, although it is appropriate and shocking enough, but in the eyes of these literati, the level is still not enough!

"What kind of verse is this? Haha......" Zhu Yunming laughed loudly, and after a while, seeing that everyone was looking at him silently, Zhu Yunming smiled and asked, "Isn't it?" ”

Although he was dissatisfied with Zhu Yunming's style, no one stood up and said anything, after all, it was none of his business, if there was any grudge between Zhu Yunming and Xiao Mo, it was a matter between the two of them.

Besides, the first sentence of Xiao Mo's poem is indeed straightforward, these talents are very picky, in the An Dynasty, poetry and songs, articles and scriptures are all compulsory courses for students.

In particular, the pun script still occupies a very important position in the An Dynasty, so the style of the An Dynasty now pays more attention to the use of words.

Although a straightforward phrase like Xiao Mo is easy to resonate, it is a bit vulgar after all.

Next, Gongsun Huan continued to read: "The south and the north are double flyers, and the old wings are cold and hot a few times!" ”

This sentence is plain, a sentence praising the chastity of the two geese, everyone nodded, at least this sentence is not so straightforward and popular.

But the women present, including Zhao Yao, were all moved, as if they had been teased by something.

Over there, Zhu Yunming became more and more happy, and even Chen Mingzhong no longer had Tie Qing's face, but smiled.

In their opinion, Xiao Mo's poem is like this, although the first sentence is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but from a literary point of view, such words are just average.

"Happy and fun, parting is bitter, and there will be more crazy children ......"

Hmph, Xiao Mowen didn't add a point, the pen was like the wind, Gongsun Huan read aloud next to him, and when he finished reading this sentence, Xiao Mowen paused, and then looked at the second floor.

Upstairs, a beautiful figure was looking at this side with concern, Xiao Mo's face was a little disappointed, because the woman was not Hu Yunxue!

Disappointment, Xiao Mo continued to write.

The next sentence is destined to break the hearts of all women.

"You should have a saying, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, who does the shadow go to?"

The previous sentence uses an affirmative tone to express the status of love in one's heart, which can be promised by life and death, and the latter sentence uses a questioning tone to clarify why love can make people 'promise life and death'!

I have to say that this is a poignant and touching poem!

The first half of the word was written here, and everyone was deeply shocked, and few people thought about the question of whether the words were too straightforward, and even Guo Teng's face showed an incredible look!

It turns out that the word can still be written like this?

The development of words, to the An Dynasty, is the initial stage, and the height of the Song Dynasty is not comparable at all, but the An Dynasty people's preference for words is not inferior to the Song people.

It's just that there are many restrictions on writing words, such as the rules of the word card, the requirements are very strict, and the difference between poetry is that there are hundreds of word cards, and a word card is a genre, so it is relatively easy to write. Therefore, the lyrics of the An Dynasty are still some orthodox palace words, which are very upright, but they have lost their artistic conception.

Obviously, Xiao Mo's poem shows the 'artistic conception' to the extreme, so that it is shocking to such an extent!

Reading it again, Gongsun Huan's voice became louder and louder, which was a sign of confidence, and he was still a little worried before, afraid that Xiao Mo's words would not be written well.

But obviously, this young Shaofu Lord was deeply hidden, and this hand not only calmed everyone, but even he himself blushed a little because he wanted to help Xiao Mo ghostwrite just now!

"Thousands of mountains and twilight snow, thousands of miles of stratus clouds ......" This sentence has clouds and snow, is he really writing it to Sister Yunxue? Zhao Yao thought so in her heart, and glanced back upstairs, but found her personal attendant, so she beckoned to her and motioned for the maid to come down.

The maid happily went downstairs and came to Zhao Yao's side, Zhao Yao whispered a few words to her, and then the maid nodded and went back upstairs.

In the private room, Hu Yunxue sat alone on the warm stool, and the sound of reading aloud came from outside, and it seemed that someone was writing lyrics again.

She shook her head, although she was very curious, but now her heart was in turmoil, and she was not in the mood to enjoy any more poetry meetings!

If I knew that something like this would happen, it would have been better to stay in Shen County all the time!

Thinking about it, Hu Yunxue complained about herself, why did she follow Xiao Mo to Luzhou?

The door of the private room opened with a 'creak', and then closed softly, Hu Yunxue looked back, but it was Zhao Yao's personal maid Qin'er.

"Slave and maid, see Her Royal Highness the Princess!" Qin'er saluted.

Hu Yunxue's face was panicked, and she quickly helped her up, with an uncomfortable expression on her face.

"Outside...... What's wrong? ”

There is no princess shelf, and even Hu Yunxue's tone is still a little apprehensive.

"Outside...... Oh, I'm writing lyrics, that one called Xiao Mo! ”

"What?"

"It's that genius named Xiao Mo, who wrote a poem, and it's clouds and snow......"

Hu Yunxue's body shook, then stood up, grabbed Qin'er's shoulders with both hands, and said solemnly: "You...... Say it again, okay? ”

“……”

Next, Xiao Mo didn't stop writing again (he didn't stop writing again because he was afraid that everyone would say that the ink was shy?。

"Hengfen Road, lonely and drummed, the smoke is still flat."

There is nothing to be faulty about this sentence, but in fact, everyone is still in shock, thinking and recalling the first half of this poem, and few people pay attention to the use of words.

Of course, except for Zhu Yunming, who has a grudge against Xiao Mo.

But he also closed his mouth, and his face became more and more ugly!

"The conjuring spirits are a little more than that, and the mountain ghosts are crying in the wind...... Heaven and earth are jealous, unbelievable, warblers and swallows are loess...... Through the ages, in order to stay for the people, sing and drink wildly, and visit Yanqiu! ”

At this point, the whole word is finished.

Unlike Xiao Mo who wrote the first sentence, this time there was no uproar in the audience, but silence, so quiet that only the sound of panting was left in the painting boat.

His Excellency Xiao Mo put pen to paper, and then bowed to Zhao He, Zhou Chang and Zhu Xiuzhi, and then said to Zhao Yao: "County Lord, can Xiao Mo see her now?" ”