Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! The governor of Wei saw through Ji Changge's thoughts in an instant and laughed in his heart. He was dissatisfied!

As the saying goes, literati are inferior to others. Who would admit that they are inferior to others in poetry?

What's more, a stunning and stunning person like Ji Changge, how could he tolerate his poems being compared?

No matter how well he is in his care, he is still an 18-year-old boy. When he saw his limelight being snatched by a man from the countryside who suddenly appeared, how could he give up?

"That's right, it would be a pity if you don't share such a good poem." County Governor Wei nodded.

He waved his hand, and a white flashed in an instant, and a ray of light lit up in the air. Then, Gu Qiubai's melodious voice echoed above the square.

"I lie in the lonely village without mourning myself, and I still think of guarding Luntai for the country."

"Lying late at night, listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and the ice river come into my dreams."

After reciting this poem, the bottom suddenly fell into silence.

The scenes seemed to flash in front of everyone's eyes, and a stream of passion rushed straight into the forehead, as if he had become a general who rode a horse to kill the enemy.

A moment later, a strong sensation finally broke out in the square!

"My, so wonderful. Compared with this poem, my poem is simply nonsense."

"I heard that my heart was surging. No wonder I could win the favor of the two adults."

"Especially the last sentence 'Iron Horse and Ice River Comes into Dreams' is simply amazing!"

Ji Changge's brows were frowning slightly, although he didn't want to admit it, the poem he wrote this time was indeed not as good as this one.

Whether in terms of lyrics and artistic conception, this poem is already perfect, sublimating emotions to an unattainable state, making people involuntarily resonate with emotions.

"Brother Gu, it's amazing, even if I give it to me for the rest of my life, I can't write such a poem."

Liu Changzong sincerely praised him for his poems, and he had been dumped for 108,000 miles.

"Brother Liu also received the Qingfeng Order. This is also recognized by the county magistrate, so there is no need to underestimate himself." Gu Qiubai comforted.

County Magistrate Wei had already expected this result, and was not surprised. Instead, he waved his hand and another poem rang again. This time there was a little more lazy feeling in his voice.

"The hut is built in a human world, but there is no noise from chariots and horses.

I ask you how can you? Your heart is far away from you.

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountains.

The mountain atmosphere is beautiful day and night, and the birds return together.

There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten my words if I want to distinguish it."

Although this poem did not cause such a great touch as the previous poem, those who understand poetry knew that it was still a rare and good poem in the ages!

They finally knew why the two adults came out to meet in person regardless of their identities.

A talented man who can make such poetry will definitely have unlimited future achievements!

Gu Qiubai was so happy to see this kind of scene. In just a short moment, his reputation increased by tens of thousands, reaching as much as 30,000. This was a real surprise.

"What questions do you have about these two poems?" County Governor Wei smiled and said, "Okay, the first round has been delayed a lot. Please enter the mountain to start the second round of competition."

Ji Changge's expression calmed down, and he walked forward in the breeze and drizzle, and walked directly to Gu Qiubai's side, causing a commotion.

"It seems that Ji Changge can't stand this tone. There is a good show now."

"Ji Changge has been famous for a long time, so how could he be willing to lose to such an unknown boy?"

"It would be better for them to have another poem, and I will not be in vain for this trip."

Ji Changge's eyes were as calm as water, and he had an indescribable magic. He looked at Gu Qiubai with a calm tone: "Mr. Gu, have you joined the army in your early years?"

Gu Qiubai was stunned and shook his head: "I have never joined the army."

"I have a puzzled look at Changge, and I hope that the gentleman will resolve his doubts. He has never joined the army.

How did Mr. write such a poem full of patriotism?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice of confusion suddenly sounded around him.

"Yes, this poem has sincere feelings. How can I write it if I haven't participated in the army?"

"It seems that this poem was not written by Gu Qiubai. Fortunately, he just swears that it was created by himself, so shameless!"

"This blatant plagiarism is simply a disgrace. His Qingfeng Order should be cancelled!"

"I'm really scheming. If the third young master hadn't reminded me, I'd probably even both adults would have been confused."

The governor Wei and the beautiful man were also a little confused. How could he write such a affectionate poem without joining the army?

Gu Qiu raised his eyebrows, is this guy looking for trouble?

He was about to speak, but another voice sounded in the crowd.

"Who said that you must join the army to write such a poem? Have you never eaten pork? Have you ever seen a pig run away?" A woman in purple clothes walked out leisurely.

Beside her, a girl in blue clothes followed. Seeing so many people looking at them, her face turned red and she whispered: "Miss, didn't you agree to be low-key?"

"I have always liked to stand up for something. Gu Qiubai is talented, how can I make him wronged for nothing?"

Xiaoqing rolled her eyes, it was obvious that she wanted to join in the fun, and she said so well.

"How can you, a woman, speak like this? How can you put poetry and pork together?" Someone was unhappy.

"Eating pork and writing poetry are part of life, why can't you put it together? Do you only write poetry but not meat on weekdays?" The woman curled her lips.

"You, are you simply outspoken?" The scholar blushed when he was defended.

"Okay, let's just say it another way. "Sleeping in the Heavenly Palace" written by Li Yingwu, a great scholar in the contemporary world, is he known as the best in the ages. Did he really go to the Heavenly Palace to write this poem?"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, the scholars around her were speechless and could not speak.

"Hehe, what a sharp-tongued little girl." County Governor Wei smiled and looked at the woman in purple.

A cold light flashed in Ji Changge's eyes. He waved his sleeves, and without saying a word, he went straight into the mountain to carry out the next round.

"Okay, everyone, the so-called 'Article is natural, and I got it by myself'. Let's come to this farce. Please go to the mountain to conduct the second round of competition. The rest of the talented men who did not get the Qingfeng Order will still be welcomed by the next Qingfeng Poetry Conference." County Magistrate Wei waved his hand.

Gu Qiubai also walked towards the light curtain with a smile, just walking side by side with the woman in purple, and said, "Thank you for helping me, but haven't asked for your name yet?"

He looked at the woman in purple. UuKanhunt looked pretty pretty, but in the fairy tale world of many beauties, it was too ordinary, even slightly worse than the maid beside her.

However, for some reason, this woman has a unique charm, and when you look closely, you can't help but feel deeply trapped in it.

Gu Qiubai's eyes flashed with doubts, and he couldn't help but turn his head away, not daring to look at it any more.

"This girl is called Dijiu Piaoling." She patted Gu Qiubai on the shoulder and said, "Your literary talent is very good. How about it? Let's get along with me?"

"Uh..." Gu Qiubai's forehead showed a black line. He didn't answer the topic, but asked, "The Ninth Piaoling, this is really a strange name."

"The world is so big, everything is strange. If you think it is strange, it only means that your knowledge is too narrow." The ninth Piaoling patted Gu Qiubai on the shoulder, with an attitude of an old senior.

Gu Qiubai rolled his eyes. It seemed that this girl was not only a sarcastic tongue, but also a pretender?

While the two of them were talking, they came to a Taoyuan unknowingly.

Peach trees in the peach garden competed with each other, and in the drizzle, it seemed like they had arrived in a fairyland.

In front of everyone were three stone bridges, which were more than ten feet wide and hundreds of feet long. Under the bridge, a clear stream flowed in the water, carrying peach blossoms, drifting into the distance.

There are also rows of peach trees on both sides of the stone bridge, and peach blossoms cover the stone bridge, making the stone bridge look so beautiful.

Gu Qiubai looked at the commotion crowd. In the first round, it seemed that many talented people had been eliminated. At this time, there were only a thousand people here.

Ji Changge stood alone in front of the crowd, his expression regained his indifference and coldness, and he looked ahead quietly.

County Magistrate Wei and the Bearded Man stood on both sides of the stone bridge, looking at the talented man in front of him and said, "Now start the second level, couplets of poetry!"
Chapter completed!