Downstairs, the chairman, the third prince and King Beijing were all busy appreciating everyone's works and ranking them, while the prince was beside him, only participating in a symbolic way, and seemed a little leisurely.
He had also seen the movement of Jia Lian and others, and now he was a little surprised when he heard the gambling agreement between Jia Lian and Zhou Xing. Forget Zhou Xing, he didn't understand much, but Jia Lian should be just a martial artist, even if he got angry with others
The fight should be about using force, not competing for the ranking on the display screen.
Can he go up there?
Seeing Jia Lian's insistence, the prince was also happy to watch a huge gamble, so he waved his hand very boldly: "Okay, I can promise to be this witness for you.
But if the result comes out in the end, and if any of you dare to shirk the truth and make fun of me, then don’t blame me for being rude to you."
Jia Lian and the other two people hurriedly said they didn't dare.
If it was said that it was a dispute within a small circle before, but now it spread in front of the prince.
Everyone came over to watch the fun.
"Is this Jia Lian crazy? He is a military officer and he is competing with Zhou Xing from Taiyuan College in terms of poetry and literary talent?"
"Yes, this Zhou Xing is a person who often walks around the third prince. Even the third prince praised him for his extraordinary talents and his outstanding talents among the royal relatives. Is this Jia Lian's brain broken?"
The third prince and King Beijing also put down what they were doing and paid attention.
The third prince frowned. He and Jia Lian had met several times and he didn't think Jia Lian was a reckless man or a fool.
How to make such an unwise decision?
King Beijing looked curious: "Could it be that brother Lian is also good at poetry?"
Jia Lian cupped his hands and smiled: "I can't compose poetry."
"Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard. I can't compose poems and yet I'm betting against someone like this, and the opponent is Zhou Xing. Isn't this a manhole?"
"Can you take care of it? Maybe they think the family has too much money and want to give some to the Zhou family."
The words of the melon-eaters are also on everyone’s mind.
Zhou Xing was extremely happy when he saw that the prince's waiter had drafted the agreement, and he couldn't wait to sign it, and then said to Jia Lian: "What, do you want to admit defeat?
Even if I am willing to spare you, I am afraid that you cannot bear the responsibility of teasing His Highness the Crown Prince."
When Jia Lian saw that this guy was all done and the dust had settled, he stopped pretending and smiled at Shui Rong: "Although I can't compose poetry, I can still deal with a idiot like him.
The prince will take good care of it."
As he spoke, Jia Lian also wrote his name with a swipe of his pen.
Although Jia Lian didn't study hard in the past, he was a direct son of the Duke of Guo and received a good education since he was a child.
This word is written quite well.
In the past two years, Jia Lian has also practiced a little bit, so it is not too ugly to make people laugh at a glance.
"Okay, who of you comes first?"
The prince didn't care who lost or won, he just felt that having these two idiots do something like this could add a little fun to the cultural gathering and liven up the atmosphere, which was considered a credit.
"In order of superiority and inferiority, Lord Jia should come first."
Zhou Xing suddenly became polite.
He thought that King Beijing and the Crown Prince seemed to have a good attitude towards Jia Lian. If he took action first, they might deliberately lower their evaluation and ranking of him in order to give Jia Lian a chance.
It's better to let Jia Lian come first. As long as Jia Lian can't do it or does nonsense, he can win without a fight.
When the time comes, if I act like a winner and present my masterpiece, the prince and others will feel that they have been teased by Jia Lian, and they will definitely promote themselves. Maybe they can take advantage of this to win the first prize in one fell swoop!
In Zhou Xing's heart, he was proud of his sophistication.
Jia Lian smiled slightly and didn't bother to consider Zhou Xing's thoughts. Seeing that the atmosphere was up, he walked to the writing place next to him and started writing casually.
Upstairs at the Star Observation Tower, the Queen Mother, Zhaoyang's maids, and even several royal ladies who came with them were also watching upstairs.
They were all curious and didn't know what was happening and why everyone was rushing forward.
Could it be that someone has created something extraordinary?
Curious, he sent someone down to investigate.
In the back bedroom, Princess Zhaoyang was chatting with the Queen Mother when she suddenly saw her maid coming in happily holding a manuscript. She didn't pay much attention.
The prince and the third prince also sent people to bring some copies before, but after reading them, she found them uninteresting.
Because she had read the poems written by her royal grandmother and felt that they were better than those written by so-called talented scholars, she naturally had no feeling of surprise.
"Princess, don't you read it? Your Highness the Third Prince specially asked someone to copy this. It is said to be very well written. Your Highness the Princess will definitely like it."
The maid saw what happened just now, so she reminded her specially.
"Bring it over and let me take a look."
"Yes." Seeing the Queen Mother waving, the maid hurriedly handed it over with more respect.
The one-foot-long roll of paper was opened by a pair of extremely luxurious and beautiful hands with indigo gold finger cots.
Princess Zhaoyang also hurriedly walked over to take a look.
It is a song "Butterfly Loves Flowers".
"After reading all the pain of parting at the end of the world, when I return without knowing the truth, I will see scattered flowers like this. The flowers look at each other without saying a word, and the spring in the green window is nothing like the sky."
Just looking at this Shangque, Zhaoyang's heart moved slightly. Although the wording is not gorgeous, the reading does have the same feeling as the previous ones.
Without thinking too much, I quickly looked down.
"When the love lamp is turned on, there will be a wisp of new love and thousands of old hatreds. Most of all, the world cannot keep it, and the beauty will say goodbye to the flower in the mirror and the tree."
Zhaoyang frowned slightly. It sounded like the author was not too young.
Before she could think about the feelings in detail, she suddenly noticed the person next to her trembled, and she hurriedly looked around.
I saw my great-aunt's face full of emotion, her red lips slightly opened, and she murmured: "The most beautiful thing is that I can't keep it in the world. Zhu Yan's Ci Jing Hua Ci Shu is such a beautiful sentence, it can touch people's hearts."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but place a hand on his chest, as if...
Seeing her being so moved, Princess Zhaoyang immediately lost her doubts and began to understand the artistic conception of this poem carefully.
Time returns to the stargazing building
When Jia Lian first wrote Shangque, many people began to ridicule him.
"The rhetoric is ordinary and vulgar"
"It's another vulgar work. It's forced to talk about sorrow. It's vulgar and intolerable."
"Ha, this word is really not very good."
"Xu, Lord Jia is a military officer. It's hard for him to write like this. Hey, what else do you want? You don't really think he has both civil and military skills, do you?"
Among these people were Zhou Xing and his party, but there were also some who believed that Jia Lian would lose from the beginning.
Naturally, they would not seriously appreciate this masterpiece by later Chinese masters, or simply based on their level, they would not be able to appreciate it.
However, when Jia Lian raised the corner of his mouth slightly and wrote the second half of the poem with a sneer, especially when the last stroke came down, those who were gloating and laughing at his misfortune realized something was wrong.
Why are the sounds around me so quiet?
It turns out that some people with a high level of appreciation have already noticed the extraordinaryness of this poem written by Jia Lian in a short time, and they expressed admiration or looked surprised.
The Third Prince and others above also had no expectations, so naturally they would not gather around to watch.
At this time, King Beijing saw this and hurriedly stepped forward, personally lifted up Jia Lian's poems, looked at them for a while, and then looked at Jia Lian with almost disbelief.
But he did not dare to neglect the crown prince and the third prince, and hurriedly took the manuscript to the two princes for review.
The fourth prince also turned back at this time and asked Jia Lian: "Why are they like this? Your writing is very good? I think it is very average."
Jia Lian looked at the fourth prince with a smile and replied with a smile: "Your Highness thinks it is average, so of course it is average."
The fourth prince nodded, very satisfied with Jia Lian's sincerity.
Zhang Su hurriedly said: "Your Highness, please don't talk nonsense. This poem he wrote is not only very good. Especially the last sentence, it is the most unforgettable in the world. Even if I read it, Zhu Yan's Ci Jing Hua Ci Shu, there is a sense of
It's refreshing and deeply surprising.
According to what I’ve seen below, I’m afraid it is”
Perhaps because he saw with his own eyes whose hand it was written by, Zhang Su didn't have the confidence to speak.
After all, I thought about it carefully in my heart, and then gritted my teeth and said: "Even if it is placed in the Tang and Song Dynasties, I'm afraid it can still be outstanding.
There are so many people who have written this word from ancient times to the present, but based on my superficial knowledge, I feel that just these two sentences about Lian brothers, among those people, I am afraid it can be ranked in the top ten, no, the top five."
This new poem came out, and Zhang Su really didn't dare to give it too high a rating, for fear of being criticized by the admirers of the saints of poetry and the sect of poetry.
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In fact, in his heart, he felt that "the belt is getting wider and you will never regret it", and the two sentences "There is no grass anywhere in the world" may be comparable to it!
"It's not even among the top five." The fourth prince curled his lips, unable to bear the thought of Jia Lian leaving the category of a martial artist and leaving him.
Zhang Su's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to shout: Boss, don't you look at all the great people who wrote "Die Lian Hua" before!
Thinking of this, Zhang Su couldn't help but look at Jia Lian with suspicion.
Was this sentence really written by him?
He can't be an imposter, right?
The reaction of everyone was within Jia Lian's expectation. Jia Lian had already anticipated this situation when he decided to take out the master's masterpiece.
The only thing that makes him feel embarrassed is that everyone's prejudice and distrust towards him may have affected the reputation of this song.
The third prince considered himself to be extremely talented, so even though Zhou Xing was his man, he was still amazed when faced with this masterpiece by the master of Chinese studies Wang Guowei and gave it a very high evaluation.
Then he immediately had someone copy it and send it to the Queen Mother to please the Queen Mother.
The Queen Mother must be in a bad mood today, and maybe she was misled by the Prince, thinking that he had plotted against her.
It would be beneficial to him to have such a new song to please her old man.