Lu Buyao asked, "What is your name?"

"Report to the Prime Minister, no title!"

When Lu Buyao heard that there was a way, at least he didn't go off topic. As long as his poetry level was similar, I would like to vote for you with his own face.

Zhao Shituo thought that although he had chosen the right title, it was too difficult to write it well, so he asked Qin Lang to present his work.

Qin Lang asked Konghai to send his work on it. Because he wrote five songs in total, each judge got one song, which could be reviewed at the same time and exchanged with each other.

Zhao Shituo picked up the untitled poem in front of him and looked down. The first feeling was that this guy's font was just neat, and he could not compare with Zhang Yanzong in terms of calligraphy itself. It proved that he had just won by taking advantage of the tricks in calligraphy, but this time he compared it to poetry.

"Unt title"

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It is difficult to part when we meet, and the east wind is weak and the flowers are in lingering.

The silkworm will not stop until it dies, and the candle will not stop drying when it turns into ashes.

The morning mirror is so sad that the hair changes, and the night chants, the moonlight is cold.

There are no roads to visit Pengshan here, and the blue bird is diligent in exploring it.

When Zhao Shituo didn't read it, he even said that he was disgusted with it. He believed that even if Qin Lang had some talent, he could not compare with Zhang Yanzong. But when he saw the first sentence, he felt like he was clenched by an invisible hand. It was just a poem. Why did it hit the deepest part of his heart? A vague and familiar outline appeared in his heart. He actually remembered his unforgettable first love. Zhao Shituo realized that it was over. The first two sentences had already compared the untitled poem by his beloved disciple Zhang Yanzong in a dim light. No need to read it anymore. The defeat was decided, and he had to read it. Every sentence of this poem was engraved in his heart like a knife.

Lin Guyi got a song without a title

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Last night, the stars were windy last night, and the west side of the Painting Tower was the east of the Guitang.

The two flying wings of the phoenix without colorful body are in harmony with each other.

The spring wine is warm across the seat, and the wax lights are red.

Alas, I listened to the drum and answered the officials, and walked on the Malantai and turned into a tunic.

Lin Guyi's reaction was more realistic than Zhao Shituo. After seeing this poem, he looked at Qin Lang again. Without the talent of the sixth grade, he would definitely not be able to write such a shocking work. Lin Guyi practiced literature for half his life, that is, he had just reached the level of the sixth grade and one-level master. With his realm, he could not write such a poem. In his opinion, this poem was a masterpiece, which hit his heart and made him feel that his heart was full of urgency. How could it be? How could a young man write such a work? If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not believe it. But after witnessing such a masterpiece with his own eyes, he felt that his previous poems were written in vain. Even if he took out his most proud poem, he would look so pale and boring in front of Qin Lang's untitled poem, let alone Zhang Yanzong's poem.

Qin Daozi got the untitled

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The phoenix tail fragrance is a few thin layer, and the green dome is deep in the night.

The moon soul is so shameless that the car is gone, and the thunder sounds are not heard.

Once upon a time, the golden embers were dark, and there was no news about the pomegranate red.

The spotted veins are only tied to the shore of the weeping willows, where can I wait for the good wind in the southwest?

The heavy curtain is deep under the Mochou Hall, and the clear night is slender after lying.

The goddess's life is a dream, and my sister-in-law's residence is not a man.

If the storm does not believe that the branches of the water chestnuts are weak, who can teach the fragrance of osmanthus leaves?

It is useless to say that missing you is useless, but it is not bad to be sad that you are mad.

Qin Daozi read it and praised it: "Good poems, good poems!" With this poem, he had the confidence to vote for Qin Lang. As for this poem alone, Qin Lang's talent was above Zhang Yanzong. He had decided to vote for Qin Lang, and he was worried that others would say anything to him. Now he has no hesitation. Such poems can only be nurtured by Da Yong, which has a long history and a vast variety of things. Only Da Yong, who has a strong and powerful land, can cultivate such a genius. Even though Daye Kingdom can catch up with Da Yong in terms of national strength, its foundation is still far from being.

Lu Buyao looked at the untitled in his hand and said silently, and his whole body was completely immersed in the artistic conception and atmosphere brought to him by this poem.

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It is empty words that go away, and the moon slants upstairs are five o'clock.

Dreams are far away and cry hard to call, and the book is driven into a thick ink.

Wax shines half a cage of gold jade, musk is slightly embroidered with lotus.

Liu Lang already hated that Pengshan was far away, and he was even more ten thousand miles away from Pengshan.

The rustling east wind and drizzle come, and there is light thunder outside the hibiscus pond.

The golden toad gnaws the lock and burns the incense, and the jade tiger pulls the silk and draws the well back.

Jia looked at the curtain and the young master Han, while Mi Fei left the pillow of King Wei.

Don’t fight for the spring heart with flowers, one inch of lovesickness and one inch of gray

Qin Daozi whispered: "Master, Lord."

Lu Buyao woke up as soon as he was dreaming and said, "One word - Absolute!"

The hope that had already lost Da Yong suddenly germinated and burned again. This poem seemed to ignite his heart in the fire. Lu Buyao could not describe the excitement at this moment. It had been too long since he had seen a truly world-renowned work in the Da Yong poetry world. Although he had many students, no one in literary cultivation could enter the sixth-grade master realm. This poem seemed to have the strength of the sixth-grade master realm. There would be no mistake in this shock that hits the soul directly. Qin Lang was so young, how could he have such a deep font of love? There are many deep lovers in the world. There are very few people who can reveal their expressions in their hearts under the tip of the pen. Don’t fight for spring together, and lovesickness is one inch.

Lu Buyao's eyes were wet. He remembered his wife far away in Qingling, when they met in youth, when they shared the wind and rain, Liu Lang had already hated Pengshan far away, and even ten thousand of them were separated by Pengshan. This poem was written into his heart.

This poem cannot be won, and the laws of nature cannot tolerate it!

Master Yichan also has an untitled poem in his hand. Unlike other people’s lovesickness, his poem is full of Zen.

Bodhi has no trees, and a mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in it, so where can dust be caused?

If you just saw the Heart Sutra written by Qin Lang, Master Yichan read the profound Buddhist principles from it, but now he feels the truth of returning to the essence from this seemingly ordinary little poem. The more you read the Master Yichan, he becomes more ashamed. Qin Lang is so powerful that he is enlightening himself through this little poem. Today's Heart Sutra and Untitled can be said to make Master Yichan deafening and stare at this little poem silently for a long time. The Buddhist principles and Zen meaning expressed in this poem have exceeded his own realm. Shame! Shame! Shame! How qualified do you have to sit in the judges? Qin Lang's talent is not something he can comment on at all.

The five people exchanged poems in their hands. Every time they read one, they were amazed in their hearts. Even Zhao Shituo and Lin Guyi from the Daye Country had to admit that Qin Lang was so talented that it was difficult for others to write a masterpiece in their lifetime. This kid actually took out five poems in one stick of incense, and each poem was so shocking. All the five judges were knowledgeable and knew the goods, not to mention that there were also goods.

Qin Lang spent a stick of incense to write poems, and these five judges spent a whole three sticks of incense to read his poems. It was not that they couldn't understand it, but that the more they read it, the more they became more and more interesting. The more they read it, the more they wanted to be amazed. As for the poem by Zhang Yanzong, they had been put aside, and they were not even interested in picking it up and reading it.

Master Yichan first sought Lu Buyao's opinion, and Lu Buyao said: "This poem by the Sixth Prince is indeed a rare masterpiece in the world. It is admirable to have such talent at such a young age." The tone of the conversation started to evaluate Qin Lang: "But any of these five untitled poems by Qin Lang are masterpieces of the world. I don't know that others, even if I could write one of them, it would be a comforting life."

Everyone could hear that Lu Buyao was praising Qin Lang to an unprecedented level, but as long as people who have read these five poems would never think that Lu Buyao was praising Qin Lang because they could not write them all.

Lu Buyao's evaluation is very pertinent. Zhang Yanzong's works are masterpieces of the times, while Qin Lang's five works are masterpieces of the past.

Qin Lang understood the most. Originally, it was passed down from the Tang Dynasty to him. Fortunately, there was no Tang Dynasty in this world, and there was no Li Shangyin. What's wrong with it? If Mr. Yishan had known that he had helped him a lot, he wouldn't mind.

Of course, Lu Buyao voted for Qin Lang. Master Yichan was the second vote this time. He voted for Qin Lang without hesitation. Including Qin Daozi had three votes. With the victory being decided, Zhao Shituo and Lin Guyi were not villains either. After all, they were both masters of the world. Qin Lang’s five untitled poems can be called shocking the world and the ghosts and gods. Today’s competition poems will definitely spread quickly among the literati all over the world. If they voted for Zhang Yanzong, they would be laughed at. Anyway, it would not affect the victory or defeat. It would be better to be generous.

Four of the five games have ended. Qin Lang has now won two wins, one draw and one loss, which means he is invincible. Even if he loses to Zhang Yanzong in the last game, it will be a draw. There is still an additional game to decide the winner.

The process of the competition was something that no one expected. Qin Lang chose to abstain from the first archery competition, and then he was tied by Zhang Yanzong in his paintings that he was best at. The disadvantage at the beginning was very obvious, but no one expected that among Qin Lang's calligraphy weaknesses, he defeated Zhang Yanzong with a prominent surprise. If winning calligraphy was considered a lucky draw, the poetry competition just now could be said to have won a complete victory.

Qin Lang can be said to have taken advantage of the home court today. Since everyone was not optimistic at the beginning, the balance has gradually tilted towards him. Needless to say, Gu Xiefei's friends, even his opponent has changed from blind confidence to cautiousness at the beginning. The Daye Country realized that the sixth prince, who is so talented today, is likely to fall apart.

Jiang Konghou and his daughter also stood completely on Qin Lang's position. Although they knew that Qin Lang was talented, they never expected that his talent was so high. Jiang Nuanmo quickly changed from a passerby to a loyal fan. After seeing Qin Lang's five untitled poems, they looked at his brother with admiration. Although she was a talented woman in Dayong, she could not write such a masterpiece. At this moment, Qin Lang's five untitled poems had quietly spread in the Chunqiu Hall.

Love between men and women is an eternal theme in any world. Li Yishan’s untitled touches on the lingering and affection between men and women. This type of poetry has a huge audience in any society.

When Jiang Nuanmo was immersed in the artistic conception of poetry, Cao Sheng looked at her quietly, without colorful phoenixes, and had a little understanding of each other, but why didn't she look at me? The two clearly like each other, why couldn't they be together? They were so compatible, why did Jiang Nuanmo propose to break off the engagement? Does she have something else to love?

Cao Sheng followed Jiang Nuanmo's gaze and found that she was paying attention to Qin Lang. Even a fool could see the admiration in his eyes. Before today, Cao Sheng would never think that Qin Lang was better than him. He thought that he would be better than Qin Lang, regardless of his status or talent. However, seeing Qin Lang's performance, Cao Sheng found that apart from the identity of the beloved son of King Ningyang, he had no comparison with others.

Today's public selection of son-in-law was conducted within the Babu Academy. Almost all the respected grand scholars of the eight academies came to watch. In their opinion, this was not an ordinary son-in-law selection, but represented the collision and competition of the talents of the young generation of Dayong and Daye. Of course, they did not think that Qin Lang could represent the level of the young talented man of Dayong at the beginning. Qin Lang was not a student of Babu Academy at all. Although the Queen Mother appointed this competition at Babu Academy, they refused from the bottom of their hearts. If they lost, the entire Babu Academy would be shamed.

When Qin Lang's five untitled poems emerged, all the bachelors of Babu Academy were shocked and a little regretful. It was a pity that Qin Lang was not a student of Babu Academy, and he was extremely relieved. Now it was amazing. After this battle, Babu Academy would surely become famous all over the world.

On the other hand, Zhang Yanzong's confidence has begun to be affected. According to his pre-plan, he would simply and neatly make three straight games, archery, painting, and calligraphy, no matter which one he thought he could beat Qin Lang. Even after Qin Lang's calligraphy, he still believed that Qin Lang was just a chance to win, but after the fourth poetry and prose competition, Zhang Yanzong realized that he was already passive.

After reading Qin Lang's five untitled poems, Zhang Yanzong was convinced. It is no exaggeration to describe these five poems as magical works. Although his poems are well written, he can't compare to any of Qin Lang's five poems.

There are only martial arts left in the five competitions. While resting, Qin Lang quietly said to Zhang Yanzong: "Sixth Prince, the person Xixi wants to marry is me, why should you force it? Why don't you make friends? What's the beauty of the Sixth Prince in adulthood?"

Zhang Yanzong said coldly: "Young Master Qin is scared?"

Qin Lang smiled and said, "What are I afraid of?" He is now invincible, so he should be afraid of Zhang Yanzong.

Zhang Yanzong said: "You are so clever. You have planned to consume my energy from the beginning. You will win a lucky chance in the third competition!"

Qin Lang refused to give in and said, "But in the second game, the Sixth Prince was lucky enough to tie the game."

Zhang Yanzong thought to himself that if Qin Lang won the painting competition and the calligraphy competition himself, then it should be a situation where the two of them tied and should not become so passive. The reason is that in the territory of Dayong, including Master Yichan, they are more inclined to Qin Lang. This last competition is extremely critical and he cannot lose. If he must win, he will lose all the game. In fact, there is no draw in the competition.

Zhang Yanzong bowed his fists to the five judges and said, "Five judges, Yanzong wants to ask for instructions in advance if there is something."

Master Yichan nodded and signaled to him.

Zhang Yanzong said: "War competitions are not like martial arts, and there is no eyebrow in swords. Both sides fight with all their might and will inevitably be injured. Maybe someone will die because of this. I think it is better to sign the life and death document first."

Master Yichan said calmly: "The martial arts competition should be completed, so why do you have to share the life and death?"

Zhao Shituo said: "The master is wrong. The sixth prince means signing a life-and-death document just in case. It is not about fighting life-and-death document. If he does not sign a life-and-death document, who will be responsible if something really happens?"

Qin Daozi said: "It is a good thing for the prince to choose a son-in-law publicly. Both sides should be vital to peace and should not fight each other."

Lin Guyi said: "Mr. Qin means that if something goes wrong, will you take this responsibility?"

Qin Daozi was asked by him in one sentence. The five judges agreed and they did not agree. Now it depends on Lu Buyao's opinion. Although Master Yichan took the position of the main review today, it does not mean that he has the highest status. In terms of status and influence, Lu Buyao, the Prime Minister of Dayong.

Lu Buyao said: "What do you think about Qin Lang?" It mainly depends on the opinions of both parties.

Qin Lang smiled and said, "The Sixth Prince is considerate and will not fight with his life, but the document of life and death must be established." Establishing a document of life and death is actually beneficial to him, and his status cannot be compared with Zhang Yanzong. If Zhang Yanzong hurts him, he can escape unscathed. If he hurts Zhang Yanzong, he may be held accountable without signing the document of life and death in advance.

Of course, Zhang Yanzong's motive for signing this life and death document was impure. The backward situation had aroused his desire to win. He wanted to turn the disadvantages in the last game and even had the intention to kill Qin Lang.

Lu Buyao naturally thought of this, nodded and said, "Since both parties agree to sign, then sign the document of life and death."

He said this and it was hard for Master Yichan to say anything else, and said softly: "Amitabha, the two donors must not fight for their will." Master Yichan witnessed the battle between Qin Lang and Kong Hai with his own eyes. According to his evaluation, Qin Lang already has the strength of the fifth level of soul refining. Zhang Yanzong is also a master-level master at the fifth level of martial arts cultivation. It is not a good thing for both young people to be injured. However, Yichan believes that Zhang Yanzong is more likely to lose, after all, even Kong Hai is almost defeated by Qin Lang.

An Gaoqiu walked over at this time and said to the people: "According to the rules, you should not use magic weapons and talismans during the competition..." He naturally looked towards Qin Lang.

Zhao Shituo smiled and said, "Since it's a martial arts competition, we should do our best to show our abilities. It's better not to compare." From the time when his beloved disciple proposed to sign a document on life and death, Zhao Shituo saw that Zhang Yanzong was really angry and wanted to kill Qin Lang.
To be continued...