Because Xiyan was observing Gu Chengyu's words, there was a pause in the middle. Everyone was sitting upright and planned to listen to Gu Jieyuan's poem.
In the past few years, Gu Chengyu has circulated very few poems, only a few of them. These were poems that were circulated during the previous scientific examinations and Imperial Academy monthly examinations. If some news had not been spread during the monthly examinations, everyone would have
I have almost forgotten this person.
It was a coincidence that they met Gu Chengyu this time, and they were all looking forward to it.
"Miss Xiyan, this poem by Gu Jieyuan shocked the girl. Is it some kind of masterpiece that has been passed down from generation to generation? The girl also read it and enjoyed it with us."
At this time, Huang Junheng became a little curious, and even Min Feng couldn't hold his breath.
Gu Chengyu has been weighing on him, and he just wants to avenge his shame today. He has a hunch that Gu Chengyu may be slightly better in this test. If he doesn't win the game in poetry, then he will never win.
Being pressed down by Gu Chengyu, he couldn't turn over.
"Ahem! I haven't looked at it carefully yet, but I was attracted by Gu Jieyuan's handwriting. Can Gu Jieyuan tell me where your handwriting came from? I have never seen it before."
Xi Yan was a little ashamed. She was so immersed in it that she forgot that she was still competing.
Gu Chengyu was about to answer, but Huang Junheng took the lead. All the literati in the capital knew that the font written by Gu Chengyu was his own creation.
Although it is said that I learned it from other copybooks, I haven’t seen that copybook after all, right?
Besides, Gu Chengyu also said that after copying, he also added his own insights, and finally created a brand new font, which is unenviable.
"Miss Xiyan, please stop thinking blindly. This is Gu Jieyuan's own creation. It is unique in the world. If you want to learn from it, I'm afraid you will have to ask Gu Jieyuan as your teacher!"
Huang Junheng smiled and told the story. Everyone was anxious, but it was hard to rush him.
Xiyan was extremely shocked. She didn't expect that this was actually created by Gu Chengyu, and she sincerely admired it. However, she also knew that this was not the time to talk about fonts.
"Peony has been favored by spring, never envy peony. Wheat autumn lasts only a few days, but Grain Rain is only slightly cold."
Jealousy often arises, and the beauty is exposed. The hibiscus is wrapped in the gauze, and the everlasting regret is separated by the waves."
Xiyan's curiosity about Gu Chengyu became more and more intense, and Xiyan also looked forward to the poem. She read it word by word, and when she read the first sentence, she felt deeply.
Isn't "Have I Ever Envy Peony" been talking about her? She also complained about God's unfairness. Those ladies from famous families were brought up by the rules of the aristocratic families. Men would be frivolous towards women from brothels, but what about those women from aristocratic families? Naturally, they treat each other with respect.
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Women like them can be discarded at will, but those from aristocratic families cannot do so. They cannot divorce their wives without committing seven acts of divorce.
Not to mention girls from aristocratic families, she also envied those girls from poor families who could live a simple life by getting married and having children.
But now, she doesn't complain anymore. What's the use of blaming others? She feels like she is that peony, as beautiful as a flower. Even the wind is jealous and frost and dew are envious. What's the difference compared to the beautiful and fragrant peony?
From now on, she can be content and live her life in the present, no longer worrying unfoundedly, being aggrieved and complaining about others. She feels that her state of mind has been sublimated and is no longer superficial.
Of course, she won't back down from what she has to fight for, but her mood is much more open than before.
Based on her own situation, Xiyan sounded like she had a lot of feelings. The feelings of those students were different, but they were similar. How could they not envy those who were born in a noble family and were talented in reading? Who would not pursue fame and fortune?
Can it be done?
Therefore, after reading, everyone was deep in thought and had not yet recovered.
Huang Junheng couldn't help but admire Gu Chengyu. The meaning of this poem was even more profound. Gu Chengyu's talent and learning always make people feel ashamed.
Min Feng clenched his fists. Did he lose again? He was a little depressed. When he thought he had learned well enough, he was slapped in the face by Gu Chengyu again.
Gu Chengyu was born to defeat him. At this moment, he finally understood the essence of the saying "where is the beauty born?"
He had to admit in his heart that some people were favored by heaven and were favored by heaven.
But then, his eyes became firm again, so what if he has good literary talent? In the future, in the court, what matters is not literary talent, but strategy.
He believed that his strategy would never be inferior to Gu Chengyu's, let's wait and see! Let's see who can have the last laugh. He cheered up and put a smile on his face.
"Junior Brother Gu's poetry has impressed me greatly. It seems that Junior Brother Gu is the one who deserves the top spot today."
After hearing this, Gu Chengyu stood up quickly and said, "Senior Brother Min is too modest. I think Senior Brother Min's poems are better. The other senior brothers are also talented people. Their poems have profound artistic conception and are rare masterpieces!"
Since he couldn't win the first place and couldn't decide on his own, he naturally had to be humble. By the way, he would praise everyone present, so that everyone would not think that he always looked like a black eye.
Sure enough, as soon as Gu Chengyu finished speaking, everyone's faces became much better. Some people even smiled at Gu Chengyu, expressing his kindness.
Then everyone discussed who was the first, "I think Brother Yu's poems are very good, I choose Brother Yu's."
The one who spoke was Jiang Cheng. Since he had decided to follow Yu Ting, he had no choice but to do so.
Yang Haomiao agreed casually, and the remaining four who came with Yu Ting also chose Yu Ting. Yu Ting shook his fan and was very confident that he would be number one today. There were six of him alone.
There were eight people left present, so he had the advantage no matter what.
Those who support Min Feng are naturally Huang Junheng's group. On Gu Chengyu's side, including himself, there are three people, plus Yan Huan. He is not from any group. He only thinks that Gu Chengyu's poems are good.
Gu Chengyu sneered, was this how the first place was chosen? They knew how many falsehoods there were.
But having said that, people who are not here don’t know! If Yu Ting really wins the first place, no matter whether the poem was written by Yu Ting or not, they will be humiliated.
"We are arguing here endlessly, and I'm afraid there will be no result until dark. I'll take a look. Why don't you copy two copies of your poems without writing your signature at the bottom? Ask the principal of Boshan Academy or the professor of other academies
Come and comment, what do you think?"
Gu Chengyu saw that Yu Ting seemed to think that he was firmly in the first place, regardless of the fact that he had almost come to a conclusion just now. He directly said that it would be up to the highly respected Confucian scholars to judge. If Yu Ting and the others disagreed, they would be guilty of guilt.
"Very good! I also think that we are the only ones who hold our own opinions and it is difficult to make any judgments. It is better to just follow what Gu Jieyuan said."
The first one to stand up and support was Min Feng. His purpose was to compete with Gu Chengyu, and he was not here to accompany Yu Ting in his conspiracy.
Besides, if Yu Ting really gets the first place today and the news spreads, even if he got a good ranking in the examination, he will lose face.