At this moment, the young man from Zhao State opposite Xu Qing, who was also the most talented among the younger generation of poets in Zhao State, suddenly spoke.
Jiang Xiang held the sign, looked at Kuang Zhou, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Kuang Zhou said: "We have just begun. This competition is about poetry. However, the rule just set is to compare poetry, but it is not appropriate to ignore the poetry."
Jiang Xiang frowned and said, "What do you think the envoy should do?"
Kuang Zhou said: "I think that since it is a poem competition, it should correspond to the title, one poem and one word, so that it can be fair."
As soon as this statement came out, there was a burst of discussion. Originally, the poetry of the Chu State was not as good as that of the Zhao State. If Xu Qing was allowed to write a poem or a poem within the time of burning an incense stick, he might be able to win.
Zhao Guo, but if it takes one stick of incense to write a poem and a poem, it will undoubtedly increase the difficulty.
But if they don't agree at this time, it will appear that Chu is timid.
Even Zhao Daru on the side clenched his crutches tightly and stared at the two people sitting opposite each other in the center of the hall.
At this time, the deputy envoys of Zhou State who were already dissatisfied with Zhao State all stood up: "Foreign ministers think that this should be the case. After all, poems and lyrics go together. Since poems and lyrics are juxtaposed, they should naturally be one poem at a time, so that it is fair."
Although the deputy envoy of Zhou State was very worried about Zhao State's 80,000 taels, he would not let go of the opportunity to bring face to Chu State.
Only the envoy of the State of Zhao just sat aside and did not speak. He just held out his big belly and looked happy and honest.
Emperor Chu looked at Xu Qing and asked, "What do you think, Uncle Anding County?"
At this time, Kuang Zhou, who was opposite Xu Qing, had a mocking and proud look on his face.
The State of Zhao could not defeat the State of Chu and the State of Zhou. Not only could they not defeat them, they could only act as younger brothers.
But a poem?
Haha, let’s pursue it for another five hundred years!
Are you still trying to surpass Zhao Guo in literature?
wishful thinking!
Above all in literature and art, they are all younger brothers!
Kuang Zhou looked at Xu Qing and said, "Did you have stage fright?"
Xu Qing sighed and said: "A poem and a line of words, of course it will do."
In fact, he originally wanted to save some face for this Kuang Zhou. Since this Kuang Zhou is so ignorant, don't blame him for being ruthless.
In fact, what he did just now was just Kuang Zhou stalling for time, because from the time he decided on the topic, the incense was burning, and during the debate, most of it was already burned.
But he kept thinking about it in his mind during this process, and now it has a prototype. As long as he polishes it carefully, he can write it down on paper.
And this Chu countryman is probably in trouble because of what he just said, right?
When the time comes, I will only have one poem and one word, but the person opposite may not have time to hand in half a poem or half a poem, right?
With this thought in his mind, Kuang Zhou continued to modify the words he had just thought of. Just when he finished modifying and was about to write, he suddenly discovered that the person opposite seemed to have just put down his pen?
Is this a mistake? Or is it finished?
The Chu officials who were watching the battle were also quite confused. Did Xu Qing finish writing or was he stuck?
Judging from his calm and calm appearance, he doesn't look like he's stuck.
Is it finished?
Just when four-fifths of the stick of incense had burned out, Kuang Zhou finally put down the pen, and one word after another poem had been written on the paper.
Just when he raised his head confidently, Xu Qing looked at him with a smile: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."
As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was shocked!
I've been waiting for you for a long time!
If these words were spoken by the people from the Zhao State to the Chu State, they would still believe it. After all, although most people in the Zhao State are scholars with weak literary skills, it is undeniable that their literary talent is indeed flourishing.
But this sentence came from Xu Qing, from the mouth of Chu State, which can't help but make people look surprised.
The surrounding Chu officials started talking about it, and they had various guesses. Some said that Xu Qing had exactly the right plan in mind and was strong in this situation; others said that Xu Qing was arrogant, young and energetic, and did not know the depth of things.
After all, in terms of poetry, the State of Chu has been suppressed by the State of Zhao since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and some concepts are already deeply ingrained.
I am the best in the world in martial arts, and in literary arts... let’s not mention literary arts...
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Kuang Zhou looked at Xu Qing, who was smiling but seemed careless, and couldn't help but clenched his fists. Why did this sentence sound so annoying!
This person is so annoying!
Where did you find it?!
Is this what a person from Chu State should say to a person from Zhao State?!
After all, Jiang Xiang was still the prime minister, and he still calmly presided over the competition and said: "You two will put your poems on the table, and after they are copied and evaluated, you can decide the winner."
Kuang Zhou placed a poem, two pieces of paper on the table, cleared away the surrounding debris, and stared directly at the opposite side.
Xu Qing smiled slightly again, and six pieces of paper appeared on the table.
Three poems, three words!
Even though he was as steady as Jiang Xiang, he could no longer conceal the shock in his heart when he saw these three poems and words. The time of one stick of incense, no, just half a stick of incense was wasted. In such a small amount of time, the Count of Anding County
He actually wrote three poems and three words!
Moreover, he finished writing it early and waited for a long time before putting pen to paper.
Doesn’t he have to think?!
After a long time, Jiang Xiang suppressed his shock and began to order people to copy and read it.
First song
autumn evening
The autumn light of silver candles paints the screen coldly, and the light fan blows at the flowing fireflies.
The sky is as cold as water at night, so I sit and watch Altair and Vega.
second song
Mountain trek
Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living where the white clouds grow.
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February.
The third song
Autumn Ci
Although it’s called lyrics, it’s poetry
Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time. I say that autumn is better than spring.
A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky, bringing poetry to the blue sky.
[Are you familiar? They are all from the comment section.]
The first song has gorgeous diction and just the right amount of allusion and lyricism.
But why does it feel like...it doesn't sound like it's describing a man?
Qingluo Xiaofan, Altair and Vega, seems to be a poem describing a woman's yearning for love and love.
How come County Uncle Anding, a grown man... actually likes this kind of tone!
However, since my wife is so good-looking, it doesn't mean that I can't write about it.
The second poem, "Mountain Journey", does not have a single word "autumn" in the whole poem, but when reading the complete poem, a picture of a late autumn evening scenery comes into view, and the strong autumn feeling is rushing towards my face!
Indescribably wonderful!
Xiao Ye, who stopped raising his head at the side, raised his head with doubts on his face. What was he doing when he stopped in Brother Xu's poem just now?
The third song is even better, not in terms of artistic conception and diction, of course there is nothing wrong with either diction or artistic conception.
But the overall intention is that since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring!
Nowadays, the poems they write about autumn are all innocent and full of sadness. I don’t know which dynasty they became popular in. This is true for Chu, Zhao and Zhou.
Some autumns bring me sadness, and there is endless melancholy and sadness between the lines.
But this poem directly breaks this curse, I say autumn is better than spring!
