As soon as the words fell, most of the people present immediately thought about it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but there are also some sons who are opportunistic and can't recite poetry, but they have one or two talented people around them to make them want to poetry.

Qin Shuhuai glanced at Chongzhen, only to see that this guy's brows were deeply locked, his lips moved slightly, and his eyes rolled up and down for a while, and it seemed that he was already immersed in the thoughts of composing poetry.

He was the only one in the audience who smiled and groaned, calmly admiring the graceful shadow in the boudoir.

Isn't it just poetry, how about giving you a quarter of an hour?

It didn't take long for a boy in a green robe to get up first, and said confidently, "I have a poem under it, and I have the right to throw bricks and lead the jade." ”

The maid immediately said, "It turned out to be Li Gongzi, please speak." ”

It seems that this Li Gongzi has been here several times, and I don't know if he has done it.

Li Gongzi groaned, "There are three or two peach blossoms outside the window, and the lonely city has fallen into a river spring." ”

Everyone nodded slightly. I have to say that his poem not only fits the theme of "falling flowers", but also rhymes very well, and the battle is neat, such as the first sentence "three two", and the second sentence is "one". At the same time, the artistic conception can also describe a dilapidated lonely city, because after a few peach blossoms fall into the water, it ushers in the breath of spring.

Li Gongzi suddenly had a conceited smile from the corner of his mouth, as if the victory was decided.

I didn't want to, but after a while, the maid inside said, "Our girl said that this poem is middle and lower." Which other son would you like to answer?"

Li Gongzi said extremely unconvinced, "Dare to ask the girl, why is the poem below the middle and lower?"

The maid leaned over and whispered a few words to the girl Liu Yan behind the gauze tent and said, "The girl said, the first sentence of your poem 'three or two peach blossoms outside the window' was changed from the first sentence of Su Dongpo's 'Hui Chong Spring River Evening Scene', and the original sentence was 'three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo', so it can only be regarded as the middle and lower." ”

With a "boom", everyone below immediately laughed, and then mocked unabashedly.

"What kind of genius am I, it turned out that I copied it!"

"Hehe, a copyist dares to show off, it's really funny. ”

Li Gongzi suddenly blushed with shame, and hurriedly sat down, not even daring to raise his head.

Qin Shuhuai was also a little surprised, thinking that this Liu Yan girl really had some knowledge, not only could she immediately point out that this Li Gongzi's poem was plagiarized, but also casually said where the original poem came from and who wrote it.

You must know that this is the Ming Dynasty, there is no compulsory education at all, and later generations are familiar with this poem because it is included in the textbooks, but the orthodox textbooks of the Ming Dynasty are all four books and five classics, plus a copy of Wang Yangming's "University Question", and the extracurricular reading materials of ordinary readers are at most one "Three Hundred Tang Poems", and few other books are known. And this kind of Su Dongpo's poems belong to Song poetry, if you are not a person who reads poetry and books, it is absolutely impossible to see it.

Thinking about it like this, he finally understood why so many people flocked to this willow smoke girl, there were very few girls with such knowledge in ancient times, not to mention that she was still a sinking fish and a goose in the legend? At the same time, he was even more curious about her. If she is really such a person who is both beautiful in color and art and has learned five cars, why not find a good person to marry, instead of succumbing to the green building?

Since then, a few more people have risen to the poem, among which there is an old scholar in his seventies, but all of them were rated as middle and lower by Miss Liuyan. These people all sighed, but none of them were unconvinced by Liu Yan's evaluation.

At this time, Chongzhen said to Qin Shuhuai, "Brother Qin, why don't you go up and try?"

Qin Shuhuai said with a smile, "Brother Huang can't go up, how dare the junior brother go first?"

Chongzhen smiled, "In this way, I will sacrifice ugliness for my brother first." ”

He said that he was modest, but his face was full of confidence. You know, he's been thinking about this poem for more than a quarter of an hour.

So Chongzhen stood up, cleared his throat, and groaned, "March saffron and March willow, spring red lives up to the spring water swim." ”

There was a slight exclamation from below. This poem not only rhymes, but also has two March in the first sentence and two springs in the second sentence. In addition, the deduction is also clever, not directly said the falling flowers, but with "spring red does not live up to the spring water" to explain that the spring red flowers fall on the spring water, this technique is definitely more ingenious than directly saying that the falling flowers are more ingenious.

Qin Shuhuai couldn't help but give Chongzhen a thumbs up after hearing this, it seems that as an emperor, Chongzhen still has some literary attainments.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the maid inside to spread the word, saying that this poem was rated as "middle and upper" by Miss Liuyan. This is the first poem to be rated as a middle-class poem so far, which makes Chongzhen smile even more proudly. 、

After sitting down, Chongzhen said to Qin Shuhuai, "Brother Qin, it's your turn." ”

Qin Shuhuai smiled slyly and said, "Brother Huang, if I steal your limelight, you won't be angry, right?"

Chongzhen smiled confidently, "Didn't I make an appointment with you, Miss Liuyan is inhabited by a capable person, how can she be angry? Brother Qin should not underestimate people." ”

"In that case, then I'll be ugly, hehehe. Qin Shuhuai's laughter became more and more treacherous, making Chongzhen's scalp hairy, and he said in his heart, this kid can't even compose poetry, right? No, impossible, how can there be such an all-round person in this world?

"Is there any boy who wants to write poems? If not, then this Huang Gongzi will win. The bustard said with a smile.

Qin Shuhuai stood up and shouted at the inside, "Miss Liuyan, you are so wet when you are down there, you are here to offer ugliness." ”

The people present looked at each other coldly, and said in their hearts, "How do you know that it is a good poem if you don't even chant? This kid is too arrogant, right?

The maid inside said, "Childe, please." ”

Qin Shuhuai took a deep breath, and then groaned with full anger, "The vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip points to the end of the world." Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers!"

After the poem was chanted, the audience was silent.

The afterglow of Fang Cai's poem echoed in everyone's ears.

Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers......

Simple common sense that is well known to a person is described so movingly, even a little sadly. Luo Hong left the petals, seemingly ruthless, but in order to silently protect the flowers, he was willing to turn into a piece of spring mud. Coupled with the sorrow described in the first two sentences, the artistic conception of the whole poem is even more profound. The author compares himself to "falling red", although he wants to leave the old man, but after all, he is to better protect the old man. So who is this old man, is it his wife or his love, and why did he leave?

A poem that triggers infinite reverie.

In just a quarter of an hour, others could only make two sentences, but he made a complete four-character poem, and the idea was so far-reaching that people felt as if they were there.

Qin Shuhuai looked proud, with an expression of imminent victory. It's no wonder he's so crazy, because this poem came from the famous poet Gong Zizhen of the Qing Dynasty, originally titled "Sihai Miscellaneous Poems", which has been praised by literati and writers since it came out.

This poem is from the Qing Dynasty, so you can't say I'm plagiarizing, right?

Qin Shuhuai cheekily copied Gong Zizhen's poems, but he was not ashamed at all. Just kidding, everyone is a prostitute, pretending to be Mao Qinggao? Even the emperor said that Miss Liuyan is inhabited by "capable people", isn't it?