"Ye Tongpan, don't worry, I'm going to get thirsty from reciting poems. Remember to prepare refreshments up there and wait for me to go."

Ning Wuyang warned and cleared his throat to show respect for the poem.

""Wang Yue"."

With just two words, all the students in the audience took a deep breath.

Less than half a cup of tea had passed since the last poem "Yellow Crane Tower", and Ning Wuxu actually composed another poem that fits the theme.

So fierce!

So damn fierce!

I don’t know if this poem can surpass the previous one?

"How is Mr. Dai Zong? Qilu is still young.

The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang are separated by the dusk.

Zeng Yun is born in the chest, and the returning bird comes into the canthus."

At this point, Ning Wuyan moved his hand from pointing to the topic to the top of his head, pointing to the fourth floor, and declared domineeringly.

"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will see all the mountains at a glance!"

Ning Wuyan's voice echoed in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

The students' faces turned red with excitement, they clenched their fists, and they all stared at the four floors eagerly.

And when I saw Ye Changlong on top, my ambition to overlook the mountains became even more intense!

"I will be at the top of the mountain and have a panoramic view of the mountains." If Zhou Jingxian hadn't been holding the perfume in her hand, she would have gone up to the fourth floor right now.

Pull Zhou An down and let him open his eyes to see how ambitious Ning Wuhuang is and how dirty the Ye family is.

She took a deep breath and shouted: "Cai!"

“What a poem!”

"Extremely colorful!"

For a moment, the students in the Xiaoxiang Hall who had come back to their senses, cheered like layers of white clouds that became more and more agitated with the sound waves, and the sound never ceased.

Zhou An was shocked. When he came to his senses, he realized that he had stood up from the chair at some point.

Good poetry.

but……

Zhou An looked at Ning Wuyan, who was showing off in the limelight, and then at Ye Changlong, who was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his back molars almost broke.

No matter how good a poem is, if it cannot be used for its purpose, it will have no meaning of existence.

"Mr. Xu, you have also been to Mount Tai and have written poems about Mount Tai. Every time I read it, I am fascinated by the magical and beautiful scenery of Mount Tai. Unexpectedly, when I heard Mr. Ning's poem today, I knew the beauty of Mount Tai.

It’s high and the scenery is unparalleled.”

Zhou An couldn't find a thorn in his side, so he just started to stir up trouble.

He deliberately spoke loudly so that everyone inside and outside the museum could hear.

The effect is very significant.

Soon, students began to discuss among themselves.

"Xu Shiwang wrote several poems about Mount Tai, but they are not as good as Ning Shixian's."

"Can the king among men be compared with the fairy among poems?"

"Since there is no comparison, why does King Xu Shi sit on the fourth floor as a judge, while Ning Shixian has to go upstairs to answer questions?"

Ning Wuyang heard that some students started to compare him with Xu Jidao. He knew that this was because Zhou An wanted to divert trouble and divert the conflict between him and the Ye family. He might even force Xu Jidao to come down and compete with him.

The idea of ​​​​increasing his difficulty.

Since he saw through this insidious little trick, could he give Zhou An a chance to act like a monster?

"For the third song, I chose the title 'Yellow River'."

Ning Wuyan's words directly calmed everyone's discussion.

With the lessons learned from the past, no one thought this time that Ning Wuyan's sentence "The sun is over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea", although it was about climbing a building, it still included the Yellow River.

The first song "Yellow Crane Tower" was a transcendent work.

Here comes another song.

Everyone didn't think it was abnormal, and they were no longer shocked.

It seems that even the sense of expectation is much lessened.

Even Zhou An and Ye Tongpan upstairs, after experiencing the slap in the face just now, neither of them made any demands to "become better than the previous game".

Ning Wuhuang has proven that he is a veritable poetry immortal.

Under such circumstances, if Ruoning Wuhao perfunctorily composed a poem, he would be unworthy of the title of Immortal of Poetry.

Zhou An and Ye Tongpan didn't want to say anything and provoke Ning Wuyan again.

I wish Ning Wuhao could lower his demands on himself and compose a random poem to make people laugh.

If not.

Ning Wuhao, who has already composed two songs that can be widely circulated, and even the one "Wang Yue" that can be passed down through the ages, is already unstoppable when he climbs to the third floor.

Ning Wushan could naturally see that everyone had no expectations for his third poem like the previous two poems.

However, this poem is the finale of today's poems in his mind.

"This poem is for Princess Jingxian."

Ning Wuyang cupped his fists and bowed to Zhou Jingxian.

Zhou Jingxian knew that Ning Wuchang's poem must be good, so without thinking too much, she smiled and nodded in return: "I'm all ears."

Zhou An, who was upstairs, saw the scene of the two worshiping each other and sneered at it.

Zhou Jingxian helped Ning Wuyang, and she was probably waiting for Ning Wuyang to compose a widely circulated poem for her, so that it could reach the ears of the emperor and praise her.

What a pity.

Today's Gathering of Talents is destined to have many masterpieces by famous people.

Not to mention others, there are only so many poems written by Ning Wuhuang himself.

Wanting everyone to remember this song written for Zhou Jingxian is simply a fantasy.

"Please be quiet, Mr. Xu, and listen to my song "I'm going to drink? Don't you see me"."

Ning Wuyang named Xu Jidao again.

Zhou An suddenly saw the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, thinking that this was Ning Wuhuang's provocation against Xu Jidao.

Many people present thought the same thing.

After all, scholars look down upon each other, and coupled with Zhou An's words, Ning Wuyao wants to compete with Xu Jidao. According to Ning Wuyao's frivolous behavior, it is expected.

As a result, the students who had just begun to think about their answers because they had lost their expectations just now turned their attention to Ning Wuyan again.

The same is true for Xu Jidao.

But Xu Jidao didn't think Ning Wuhuang was a competitive person.

on the contrary.

He felt that if someone hadn't forced him to do this, Ning Wuhuang would never have done something so ostentatiously.

“If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.

Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.

If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon.

It is my destiny that my talents will be useful, and I will come back to you after all my gold has been spent."

Ning Wuyan read this in one breath and looked around.

He was very satisfied with the jaw-dropping performance of the crowd.

Especially Zhou Jingxian's shocked expression gave him, a person who borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha, a sense of accomplishment.

but.

This is not what he really wants to achieve!

Ning Wuyang took a deep breath and looked straight at Zhou An like a sword.

"If you enjoy cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.

Master Xu, Princess Xian, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking.

I sing a song with you, please listen to me.

Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will be drunk forever and not wake up.
To be continued...