"The lyrics of this poem are sonorous and have great character. Both the meaning and the wording are excellent." Sun Qi said in shock.
"Yes! This is a masterpiece!" Lu Chengtao also nodded his head.
Everyone couldn't help but stretched their necks again. Why were these great scholars so excited again?
"Sitting on a jade, wandering and arrogant, this is a rare work!" Wen Jijie's beard was trembling with excitement, and his eyes were full of shock.
"Who is it? Why are they so excited? Whose poem is it because of?"
Everyone can't wait, why don't you read the poem aloud so that everyone can open their eyes!
Meng Lingxi's eyebrows twitched slightly. He looked at Su Yizhao opposite, only to find that this man was leisurely enjoying tea.
He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. Not to mention the poems, just based on the other person's calm temperament, he couldn't compare with him.
Obviously I was so calm before, but judging from yesterday's post, I have fallen behind.
Su Yizhao was only twelve years old, but he was even more mature than himself.
"No! I have a different opinion. Although this poem is a rare masterpiece, it does not fit the title." Lu Zhongbo shook his head.
"But I feel that if we decide to lose, we will be ridiculed by everyone in the world as soon as we walk out of Dongsheng Inn." Sun Qi also followed suit.
Another man with graying sideburns is named Wang Yong. He is a great scholar from Tongxuan Mansion. This time he came to witness and evaluate the competition at the invitation of Wen Jijie.
He held the same opinions as Lu Zhongbo, with regret in his tone, but very firm.
"It's a big taboo in writing if the article is not on topic."
"Since everyone holds their own opinions, how about we let the two of them argue for themselves and then draw a conclusion?"
At this moment, Wen Jijie also calmed down. This is not a court. If he insists on using his power to suppress others, and if he wants to show off his ugly appearance, he will inevitably offend others.
Several people had no objections, so they returned to their seats.
"You two, we have read your poems, but we still have some questions in our minds. I hope you can clear them up."
Wen Jijie and others sat back and said to Su Yizhao and others.
Su Yizhao and Meng Lingxi naturally had no objection, so Wen Jijie ordered someone to read the poem out first to appease everyone.
These people came to watch not only to join in the fun, but also to appreciate the articles.
"This is a poem about plum blossoms. We have plants in our courtyard, echoing the title."
Lu Zhongbo was the first to speak, and then ordered the child beside him to read it aloud.
"The ice and snow forest is neutral and full,
Different peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly the fragrance comes all night,
Scattered springs spread across the Qianchuan River."
As soon as the child finished reading, everyone burst into applause.
Even the three people on Su Yizhao's side nodded.
"Unlike peaches and plums, this highlights Baimei's uniqueness and does not fall into the mundane world." Someone immediately commented.
"Spreading thousands of miles of spring in Ganchuan River, this sentence also means the arrival of early spring, which is really wonderful."
After the man finished speaking, he bowed to Meng Lingxi and said, "Mr. Meng is very upright and upright. When I competed with you before, I think I was merciful. This poem is really wonderful!"
This man had competed with Meng Lingxi on poetry before, and he was deeply impressed by Meng Lingxi's excellent works this time.
However, after experiencing the exclamation just now, the five great scholars above have become much calmer.
"It seems that this poem was written by Mr. Meng. It is indeed of great literary talent."
There were endless compliments from all around, but Meng Lingxi stood up and saluted everyone.
"I feel ashamed to say that I have written the poem praising plum blossoms before. This time I re-created it, but I quoted it from the previous one and polished it. It was not what I felt on the spot!"
Meng Lingxi's magnanimity surprised everyone, and at the same time they also gained more favorable impressions.
Someone said: "Since it was all done by Mr. Meng, why should I be ashamed to say it? In the competition just now, I didn't say no."
"Yes! It's just that Mr. Meng is magnanimous and there is no need to be ashamed. This is within the rules."
"Exactly! I don't believe that Su Yizhao won't compete with his previous works. After all, she just finished it faster than Mr. Meng!" someone speculated.
Regarding these unfavorable remarks, Su Yijue and Su Yiliang looked unhappy.
In fact, this is considered cheating, but as long as your poems have not been revealed in front of others before, no one will know about them even if they are used in the competition.
It can be said that he did it on the spot. Who knows? Why do you need to act like this?
Just now, Su Yijue felt that this person was somewhat arrogant as a scholar, but now she felt that he was very scheming and very hypocritical.
However, Meng Lingxi's next sentence surprised everyone.
"After all, I took advantage of you, so I lose this time!"
Haha! In the past, I might have thought that you were so magnanimous and I was really ashamed. But now that you say that, you are a bit green tea!
Su Yizhao snorted in his heart, since he felt bad, why did he write it down? There are still such people in the world?
"Mr. Meng is indeed upright and upright, but the rules of this competition do not say it is not allowed. It is allowed. I admire Mr. Meng's poems about plum blossoms, and his character is even more worthy of praise."
Su Yizhao saw that the faces of the first few people had softened a lot, and he immediately expressed that he didn't care.
I can do it better than Daqi.
To earn a good reputation, you should not provoke people again and again. Are you afraid that you have seen too many house fights?
"Young master is also very smart. I usually only study knowledge, but I neglect my poetry. I will practice more diligently in the future, and I hope you will not hesitate to teach me in the future."
Su Yizhao's words were full of profound meaning. Everyone was not stupid and understood immediately.
In other words, I don’t write much poetry on weekdays, but today I just write poetry on the spot.
But these words are called a bright one. The young master of this wealthy family is really not a fuel-saving lamp!
"Seventh Young Master is serious. I'm really ashamed of myself!" Meng Lingxi immediately said with embarrassment.
Even though this poem was written before, after revision, it made him very satisfied. It was considered to be his best performance.
"Okay! Let's appreciate Mr. Su Qi's masterpiece!" Wen Jijie interrupted the two of them and said.
"Thousands of hammers were struck out of the mountains,
The fire burns as if it were idle.
Not caring about being broken into pieces,
Keep your innocence in this world."
As the child's clear and powerful voice echoed through the courtyard, everyone couldn't help but be shocked.
"Ignore your body and bones being broken into pieces, you must leave your innocence in the world." After a while, a scholar came back to his senses and couldn't help but read along.
"This is a quatrain, indeed the crowning touch of this poem! It's wonderful! It's indescribable!" He slapped his palms, and he couldn't be more excited.
"This is a masterpiece that will surely be passed down to future generations. It will be remembered forever!"
A student with white hair and beard couldn't help but burst into tears. I don't know what he thought of, but he started crying.