Chapter 183 Huh? I heard that you are going to be right?
Although Mr. Zhao was also surprised by Xu Que's performance, he did not show any signs of it. He sat down expressionlessly and took a sip of tea indifferently. Then he put down the teacup in his hand!
"Crack!"
The sound of tea cups falling on the table broke the silence in the hall!
Mr. Zhao said indifferently: "Ten poems in ten steps, such absurd things cannot be true. This person may have composed these poems long ago and just happened to take them out today! Or, those poems were not created by him, but just
He doesn’t know where he got it from. Don’t be deceived!”
As the saying goes, one word can wake up the dreamer!
Mo Yunshang, who was originally unwilling, and the group of scholars who had been teased by Xu Que outside, immediately reacted after hearing this.
That's right! Ten steps and ten poems, this kind of thing is really ridiculous.
How could someone possibly compose ten poems in ten steps, each of which is a quatrain? This must be impossible!
"Master Zhao is right. With Li Bai's personality, it's hard for me to believe that those poems were written by him!"
"That's true, and if you think about it carefully, the artistic conceptions of the ten poems are different. Just imagine, how can a person have so many insights in just ten steps?"
"Li Bai is an arrogant person, and I feel that those poems were definitely not written by him. They must have come from somewhere. They are just in use today!"
"Damn it, this person's behavior is really despicable!"
Suddenly, many scholars stood up and criticized.
But the group of scholars who had previously supported Xu Que frowned and objected: "Everyone, you can't say that. If those poems were created by others and are so classic, why have we never heard of them?
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"Yes, you know that Li Bai is an eccentric person, sometimes serious and sometimes rogue. If he is so talented that he can compose ten poems with different artistic conceptions in ten steps, that would be normal!"
"We have no evidence and cannot rely on our own conjectures to deny Brother Li's creation!"
"Well, I think so too!"
…
There were different opinions, and the hall started to become noisy again.
Madam Ya sat in the corner and slowly came back to her senses. Seeing a group of scholars arguing in front of her, she couldn't help but frown and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, there is no need to argue anymore. We are just having a banquet today. Let's talk about poetry."
To make friends, you don’t make friends through people!”
After finishing the sentence, everyone was startled. Seeing that Mrs. Ya's face was a bit ugly, they hurriedly closed their mouths and did not dare to argue any more!
After all, literati are jealous of each other. Naturally, many of these scholars were purely jealous when they saw that Xu Que could write ten poems in ten steps in one breath, and also wrote classic sentences in such a short period of time.
He kept talking nonsense and said that Xu Que did not write the poem himself.
However, they had no evidence to prove these speculations and could only argue sourly. They did not give up until they were scolded by Mrs. Ya in such a sullen tone, and quickly returned to their respectful demeanor.
When Mrs. Ya saw that the scholars had stopped making noise, her expression softened slightly. She leaned gracefully by the screen and said calmly: "Whether those poems were written by Mr. Li or not, we don't need to check. Since it is a poetry meeting,
Then just enjoy the poems, what do you think?"
Many scholars immediately nodded in agreement: "Mrs. Ya is right, it was us who were abrupt!"
"In that case, let's continue the banquet. Does anyone here have any poems that you would like to read?" Mrs. Ya asked.
However, no one in the audience dared to speak and all bowed their heads.
Some scholars had originally prepared several masterpieces, but now they dare not bring them out!
There is really no way. After Xu Que's ten famous poems are read out, how can anyone dare to come out and recite poems to show shame? As for the poems they wrote, without these ten poems by Xu Que, they can barely come up with them.
Full of scenes, but now?
There is no harm without comparison!
Even Mo Yunshang, who is known as the king of poets, lowered his head at this moment, pretending to be deep in thought, and did not reply! If he had such a conflict with others, he would definitely catch up and rack his brains and inspiration to write.
Come up with poems that impress the other party.
But now, under the suppression of Xu Que's ten poems that could be passed down through the ages, Mo Yunshang lowered his unruly head for the first time, and even lost the courage to write poetry again.
Fortunately, Xu Que left after reciting the poem, otherwise the scholars present who had laughed at Xu Que might have been so embarrassed at this moment!
Seeing that everyone was silent, a look of disappointment flashed across Mrs. Ya's eyes, and she glanced outside the room, feeling a little depressed.
The only person who felt sorry for Xu Que's departure was Mrs. Ya!
She sighed lightly, turned her beautiful eyes to Mr. Zhao who had been silent all this time, and finally there was a smile on her lips.
Mr. Li is gone, but fortunately there is still one of the four great talents. Perhaps there will be another surprise.
Thinking of this, she said: "Since you don't want to talk about poetry anymore, let's talk about it! Brainstorming, discussing and benefiting from each other is the purpose of our gathering!"
Right pair?
When everyone heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up and they became interested!
I definitely won't be able to use poetry, but for pairs, I might still have a chance to show off my skills.
Everyone's eyes were subconsciously cast on Mr. Zhao, the leader of the four great talents.
They all know that Mr. Zhao is good at pairing, and he is also known as the king of pairs. However, Mr. Zhao has an indifferent temperament and never likes to take the initiative to match. Instead, he likes to reject other people's first couplets.
So when Mrs. Ya mentioned the right pair, everyone was eager to try it.
Anyway, after finishing the question, if Mr. Zhao is matched against him, there is nothing to be ashamed of. After all, he is the king of rivals and the first of the four great talents.
But if it can stump Mr. Zhao, it will definitely make the imperial city famous. How could we miss such a great opportunity?
As a result, many scholars became active one after another. No matter what, they were able to show their faces to the couple and increase their reputation in the circle of scholars in the capital.
But just when the scholars were gearing up and preparing to show off some of the absolutes they had been thinking about for months, Xu Que's figure suddenly appeared at the door of the hall at an unknown time, with a mean look on his face.
Cheap smile.
"Huh? I heard that you want to fight against each other? To be honest, what I am best at is not reciting poems, but making confrontations!"
Everyone turned around and almost fainted.
Let me go, brother, haven’t you already left? Why are you back again?
And...composing poetry isn't what you're best at? What you're best at is composing?