Qin Mo walked forward, his energy surging, calm and casual.

When everyone saw this, their faces showed strange expressions.

They were already surprised that Zhou Mubai could be so talented at such a young age and compose a poem about plum blossoms with golden lines, even surpassing that of 'Principal Qinghui'.

Qin Mo's talents are far inferior to Zhou Mubai's. You know, Qin Mo is younger than Zhou Mubai and just passed the Imperial Martial Arts Academy this year.

The moment Zhou Mubai finished persuading Qin Mo, he felt a little regretful. If he hadn't talked too much, maybe Qin Mo wouldn't have participated, and he could have steadily composed the poem into the painting.

Now that Qin Mo is writing poems, things have taken on an extra layer of twists and turns.

but

My poem about plum blossoms, regardless of the words used, the choice of words, or the conception, is a work full of talent and thought. It can definitely be worthy of the best verses, and I am not afraid to compare with him.

I don't believe that Qin Mo could write a better poem about plum blossoms than me in such a short period of time.

Thinking of this, the smile on Zhou Mubai's face couldn't help but weaken a bit.

Mrs. Lin's birthday banquet cannot give you too much time to think endlessly. For ordinary people, ten minutes is already very time-consuming.

This is one of them.

The second is that all of them have finished writing their poems, and those who failed to compose good poems have all shrewdly quit.

Now it was like Qin Mo was composing poems for paintings alone, and everyone present was waiting for him. You can imagine the pressure.

Last but not least, with two Zhuyu in front, even 'Qinghui Jushi' Tang Ruyi gave up his position automatically. Although Tang Ruyi's excuse was that he was fifteen years older than Zhou Mubai, and a tie would be a loss, but everyone present could see that what Zhou Mubai had done

The golden lines are more than an inch long, and the writing is full of talent. It is obviously better than the poems written by Tang Ruyi.

Add these three points together, and under heavy pressure, most people may be mentally overwhelmed by the pressure before they even start writing poetry.

Qin Mo, however, was completely unaware. He walked to the front of the crowd and looked at the painting Zhan Qinghai presented to Mrs. Lin.

This is a picture of plum blossoms.

Plum blossoms represent purity, pride, and unyieldingness. They are frequent visitors in the works of many ink painters throughout the ages. Among the works of famous masters passed down to this day, there are also many paintings with plum blossoms. Zhan Qinghai presented this to Mrs. Lin at her birthday party.

This gift is obviously a tribute to Mrs. Lin, who is as proud as a plum blossom and as clean as snow.

No wonder Mrs. Lin opened the scroll with a smile on her face.

Making good friends with the Lord of Jincheng is undoubtedly the most important step for the Lin family.

But in this painting, there are more than just plum blossoms. Next to the plum blossom tree on the courtyard wall, a long-haired woman stands quietly, gently smelling the plum blossoms, seeming to be attracted by them.

The ground around the woman was covered with white snow.

Some people have a scene of a woman, white snow, and plum blossoms, and it is a double scene of snow and plum blossoms. But everyone who sees this picture can't help but focus on the plum blossoms in full bloom with snow.

This is the charm of plum.

In this painting, the characters come first, the snow scene comes second, and the plum blossoms are the core of the painting.

Most people present also wrote poems praising plum blossoms.

"Although Qin Mo is talented, he missed the best opportunity to enter the field. I don't know how long it will take to write a poem."

"Yes, there are two golden lines in front of me, and the time is so rushed, and the psychological pressure is too great, it is probably difficult to write a good poem."

"It's not too late for us to sit down, eat something and wait."

Seeing Qin Mo staring at the scroll without saying a word, seemingly not even thinking, everyone present felt that Qin Mo was stumped.

Knowing that Qin Mo would not be able to write poems so quickly, someone had already sat back down.

"Hey, he started writing."

At this moment, Qin Mo moved. Without giving everyone much time to wait, he directly put down the scroll and came to the table. He spread out the paper flatly, then filled his head with his pen.

Hundreds of flowers are blooming on the heads, and you can see them in the ice and snow.

The frost and moon are fixed to know each other, and the spring breeze is the first to know.

The master's affection is deep and he doesn't care about Concubine Jiang's resentment.

If you break off my most luxuriant branches, I'll give you a curling recommendation.

Every time Qin Mo dropped a stroke, the golden light on the paper became more intense. When all eight lines were finished, the golden light immediately left the paper and floated into the air, and the poem became golden.

"This is... a golden sentence, another golden sentence?"

Seeing Qin Mo's poem turn into gold, those who had just sat down stood up again.

This poem is also a golden line. The golden brilliance is more than an inch long, not inferior to Zhou Mubai's golden line.

Qin Mo put down his pen, but his expression was calm, and he stared at the poem on the paper for a long time. This poem is not particularly famous in the peaceful world, but it is a plum poem that Qin Mo likes very much.

'Qinghui Jushi' Tang Ruyi silently read Qin Mo's poem praising plum blossoms three times, his eyes lit up, and he said: "Qin Mo's poem praising plum blossoms has clever metaphors and uses people to compare plum blossoms. It is indeed a good poem."

"The first two sentences are about plum blossoms blooming alone in the snow, and the third and fourth sentences are about plum blossoms announcing spring."

"The following four figures, from scenery to emotion, from shallow to deep, are indeed rare golden sentences."

"In my opinion, Qin Mo and Zhou Mubai are tied."

Can it be a draw?

Seeing what Tang Ruyi said, the other guests also nodded. Qin Mo's poem, Jin Hui, is comparable to Zhou Mubai's poem about plum blossoms. It is natural that they should be tied.

but

Zhan Qinghai only sent one picture scroll, so he couldn't include two poems on it, right?

Let’s not talk about whether two poems can be included in the painting at the same time. This is definitely not the result that the guests present want to see.

Qin Mo and Zhou Mubai, one was the number one scholar in the previous article and the other was the number one scholar in the later article. They both wrote poems for the painting City Lord at the same time. This was a competition for literary talent on the same stage.

What's more, it's a special occasion like Mrs. Lin's birthday party.

There was no distinction, only a tie. As soon as the result came out, expectations were immediately dashed.

"There is only one picture scroll, and the poems have to be ranked first." Zhou Mubai felt regretful, but at this point, he had no room to regret and let Qin Mo take the poem back. He gritted his teeth and said: "Qin Mo, let's do another one.

First, separate the leader and inscribe the title of the city lord to present the scroll."

"Not interested." Qin Mo put down his pen and said calmly: "Brother Zhou, if you really want to inscribe a poem into a painting, I'll let you do it."

This is the truth. Qin Mo is not interested in writing a poem about painting at all. He was able to write this poem "Chong Ye Mei" because of his respect for Mrs. Lin as a guest and because of his father Qin Youyan's level.

The connection is that, strictly speaking, Qin Youyan's food and accommodation belong to the Lin clan. As Qin Youyan's son, it is nothing for him to write a poem in praise of the old lady.

Still want to compete?

Qin Mo doesn't have this leisurely mood.

Mainly because there are no benefits to winning.

After saying that, Qin Mo turned around and left.

When Zhou Mubai saw that Qin Mo directly rejected his proposal and was about to leave, his face turned ugly and he said in a low voice: "Qin Mo, are you scared?"

"Afraid of losing to me, don't you dare to compete with me?"

As soon as Zhou Mubai said these words, the guests present shook their heads. This Zhou Mubai is still young and too anxious to express himself in front of Mrs. Lin. It is not suitable to say these words now.

Even if Qin Mo is afraid to leave, he should be allowed to leave. How can you be so sarcastic?

Even if you win, it's not exciting and it's not elegant.

After Zhou Mubai finished speaking, Qin Mo stopped suddenly, raised his eyebrows, and laughed loudly: "Afraid? I can compose even ten or a hundred poems about plum blossoms. How can I be afraid of you?"

Zhou Mubai."

After Qin Mo finished speaking, the crowd suddenly burst into an uproar.

Including Mrs. Lin, Lin Youyin, and Tang Ruyi all looked surprised, as if they didn't believe Qin Mo would say such big words.

Without waiting for Zhou Mubai to speak, everyone saw Qin Mo arriving at the desk in three steps and two steps at a time. His talent was surging all over his body, turning into a stream of water, condensing on the pen, and then writing down.

There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone.
Chapter completed!