Zeng Zuimo already understood at this time that the reason why he lost his composure when he heard himself singing "Magpie Bridge Immortal" was because the lyrics were originally written by him. I am afraid he did not expect that the poems written on the prayer lantern would be written by Ruo Qing. My sister picked it up and it spread throughout Qing'an Mansion, right?
Yesterday, he dismissed Su Wentian's poems and wrote two extremely high-level poems with a wave of his hand. Before that, no one knew that there was such a talented person in Qing'an Mansion, which made everyone extremely confused... these , and everything can be explained.
Because, he is the Li Yi who wrote "If love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night"!
It is also what Sister Ruoqing, herself and countless women in Qing'an Mansion have been thinking about...the talented Li Yi.
"Li Yi?"
"But that Li Yi who said, "If love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night?"
Zhao Yunrou and several other women from the Yunying Poetry Club had dull faces and murmured to themselves. They had been stunned for a moment and still felt a little unbelievable.
He is the most mysterious talent in Qing'an Prefecture recently. His song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" made Yang Yanzhou feel inferior. Shen Zhao announced that he would no longer write Chinese Valentine's Day poems. Countless women, including them, wanted to meet Li Yi?
In this regard, Zhao Yunrou and others' first impression was that they did not believe it, but when they thought of the two poems yesterday, they no longer had any doubts in their hearts.
How could it be possible that in such a short period of time, two talented people could emerge from Qing'an Mansion at the same time who could rival Yang Yanzhou and Shen Zhao?
It turns out that they are actually the same person.
The young prince Li Xuan stood there blankly, with a somewhat stunned expression on his face.
Is this guy very famous in Qing'an Mansion?
Why had he never heard of it before?
"What are you doing standing still?"
Li Yi looked at a few people with some confusion, then shook his head and walked towards the central waterside pavilion.
At this time, due to Shen Zhao, the central waterside pavilion has attracted the attention of countless people.
"Have you heard that Mr. Shen is going to have a poetry contest with someone today?"
"What, isn't Mr. Shen the second most talented person recognized by everyone? Who else do you need to compete with? Could it be Yang Yanzhou?"
"It doesn't seem to be...what's going on, you'll find out after reading it!"
"Aren't you asking for your own death if you actually compete with Mr. Shen?"
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Under Shen Zhao's deliberate decision, the news quickly spread throughout Jinxiu Garden, and crowds began to gather in this direction.
When Wan Ruoqing, Zeng Zuimo and the women from Yunying Poetry Society followed Li Yi, they were also frightened by such a formation.
But when he thought of his song "Magpie Bridge Immortal", Shen Zhao no longer dared to compose Chinese Valentine's Day poems, and his heart immediately settled down.
"Is that young master going to compete with Mr. Shen?"
"That young master is so handsome!"
"This is a competition for literary talent, not to compare who is good-looking..."
"But, he is really better looking than Mr. Shen!"
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It was not convenient for the female relatives in the venue to get close. They were looking at this from a distance, and occasionally there would be sounds.
In the center of the waterside pavilion, in a wide pavilion, Shen Zhao was already standing in front of a table with pen, ink, paper and inkstones on it. His face was calm and his expression could not be seen.
At this time, this place has been surrounded by many talented people. As the second talented person in Qing'an Prefecture, Shen Zhao has his own hot topics. The news about Shen Zhao's poetry and prose competition tomorrow will definitely be the talk of the literati in Qing'an Prefecture. Talk.
"Brother Yanzhou!" Yang Yanzhou and the talented man named Wan were also among the crowd. Suddenly a voice came from beside him. When he looked back, he found that it was a talented man whom he knew well.
The man looked at Yang Yanzhou and asked doubtfully: "Someone would actually agree to compete with Shen Zhao in a poetry competition. Could it be that he doesn't know that in Qing'an Mansion, Shen Zhao's poetry is only inferior to that of Brother Yanzhou, so he is almost certain to lose. The situation...what does Brother Yanzhou think of this?"
Yang Yanzhou shook his head and said slowly: "We must lose? I don't think so..."
"What do you mean, brother Yanzhou?" Yang Yanzhou actually didn't think highly of Shen Zhao. The man looked stern and had a vague premonition in his heart.
I'm afraid there's going to be big news tonight.
The people around him were paying attention to the conversation between Yang Yanzhou and him, and immediately listened carefully when they heard the words.
"What if that person is the talented man who said, "Toast to the bright moon and make three people in the shadow"?" As soon as Yang Yanzhou said this, the surrounding group was quiet for a moment, and then immediately broke into an uproar.
It was at this time that Li Yi and others finally came over.
When he walked to another table next to Shen Zhao, Shen Zhao turned to look at him and said lightly: "Since it is the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival, the two of us will write a poem each with the theme of Mid-Autumn Festival. Any poem can be used. As for who wins and who loses, let the talented people present comment.”
Li Yi naturally had no objections to this. After finishing speaking, Shen Zhao on the opposite side picked up his pen and started writing on the rice paper in front of him. His pen was very fast, not to mention the content, but it was full of momentum.
A talented man came closer, took a look, and couldn't help but have a look of envy on his face, and murmured: "As expected of the second talented man, this new Mid-Autumn Festival poem is even better than what he just produced. of a song.”
After quietly reciting Shen Zhao's unfinished poem, all the talented people around him were filled with admiration.
Shen Zhao's expression remained unchanged, but he felt very contented in his heart.
This poem was what he planned to put out to compete with Yang Yanzhou tonight. It was his hope to avenge his past humiliation and win the title of the number one talent in Qing'an Prefecture. The standard was naturally not low.
Shen Zhao had already written half of a poem, but the scholar opposite just picked up the pen. When someone came closer and looked around, he found that the rice paper in front of him was empty and had no writing on it.
"Could it be that he knew he couldn't compete with Shen Zhao, so he backed down?" Just when everyone was doubting this, they didn't know that Li Yi was also in trouble at this moment.
I picked up the pen just now, but I forgot that because of his unique handwriting, the people present did not know how to appreciate it. If he wrote it on such an occasion, I am afraid it would be embarrassing...
After much thought, I finally made up my mind, dipped in ink, and put pen to paper. Soon, familiar fonts appeared on the paper.
Wan Ruoqing and Zeng Zuimo looked down. After seeing the unique calligraphy, they looked at each other and no longer had any doubt in their hearts.
This is the same writing style as the original manuscript of "Magpie Bridge Immortal". Besides him, what other talented person could have written it?
The young prince Li Xuan looked down with some confusion, his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen something incredible.
Seeing him finally writing, a moment later, someone couldn't help but be curious. They came up and took a look. An expression of extreme surprise suddenly appeared on their faces, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing.
He looked up at Li Yi, then glanced at the writing on the paper with some uncertainty, and his expression finally turned weird.
"This handwriting... I'm afraid it can only be written by a child who has just learned calligraphy, right?" As the man whispered something in a low voice, several more people gathered around him.
Wan Ruoqing watched the changes in everyone's faces from the side, her pretty face changed slightly, she immediately stepped forward, took a piece of paper from the table on one side, and hurriedly started writing on it.
After a moment, she looked at Li Yi again. After distinguishing the words, she wrote again on the paper raft. In the process, looking at the transcribed words, a look gradually appeared on her pretty face.
There was an indescribable color.
When Li Yi stopped writing to check if there were any omissions, a piece of paper filled with hairpin flowers and small regular script had been handed over from Wan Ruoqing's hand.
"Let's see what he wrote." After seeing Li Yi's handwriting, the talented people around him all doubted whether he had read the book. They took the paper raft with a smile and cast their eyes on it.
"Shui Tiao Ge Tou", the first thing that catches the eye are these four words.
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine..." A person held a paper raft and read it in a low voice. After a while, the noise around him gradually died down...
[ps1: I know, many readers have been waiting for this scene for a long time. 】
[ps2: The ps at the end of the last chapter is just a joke. Whether you like or hate the characters I write has nothing to do with me. At least in my heart, they should be like that...
In addition, Ruyi is not a soybean. To be honest, the relationship with Ruyi is difficult to write. It progresses too fast and I will not be able to write about it later. I can only keep it as a vase. I know this better than you. In this book, I just
I want to write a relaxing story, so that readers are happy to read it. If they can laugh while reading it, it means that I have achieved the desired effect, and the rest is not important.
If you think this book is okay, please continue reading. If you don't like it, just leave quietly without leaving any traces.