The officials were sorting out the poems and preparing to call people, but they found that the poem "Partridge Sky" was not there, but had been put away by Cui Xuezheng.

Lin Qi joked: "Brother Cui, why not let them take the poem manuscript and call someone."

But Cui Shanfu said: "If you don't give me the original manuscript, I will write it again. In fact, I don't need to find someone with a poem. I can now guess who wrote this poem."

Magistrate Lin was very surprised.

According to the rules of the Poetry Association, submitters are not allowed to write their names, and the evaluation is purely based on poems.

When the outstanding ones are found, go down and find them through poetry.

Three outstanding and thirty-six poems were selected at one time. No matter how good your brain is, it is impossible to remember so many poems.

When Cui Shanfu said he could guess who the author of the poem was, Magistrate Lin was very curious, "Brother Cui actually knows who the student is."

"Haha, actually I know Brother Lin too, but I'll keep it a secret for now, and you'll know when he comes up later." Cui Shanfu said with a smile.

Others were also curious, but Cui Shanfu just kept silent. He had the highest official position here, and others did not dare to press him.

Cui Shanfu then stood up, wrote down the partridge song Tianmo just before and handed it to the officials in front of the copywriting table with the Four Treasures of the Study.

The clerk came to the first floor with the poem manuscript. The students downstairs all stared at him with praying eyes, hoping that he could read his poem.

The clerk took out a piece and read aloud: "The dew crickets are ringing for the first time, and the machine is still urging us to weave. Wuxing is lazy for love, standing on the side of the Ming River...Which young master wrote this poem."

At this time, a person in the crowd stood up, with a smile on his face. He cupped his hands and said, "This poem was written by Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng Lunan."

"It turns out to be Master Lu. His poems have been rated as excellent. You can go to the second floor."

Many people looked envious or even jealous.

The clerk read one poem after another, and the people who were read stood up and claimed their poems, naturally beaming with joy. It took a total of thirty-six readings to finish, and among them was Liu Su, an old acquaintance of Qin Guan.

Liu Su saw that Qin Guan was not among the thirty-six people who could climb to the second floor. He felt happy in his heart. He looked at Qin Guan with a look of ridicule and contempt on his face. He made up his mind to wait.

Tonight the Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Contest ends, we must let everyone in Hangzhou know that Qin Guan is a shameless playboy. Everything he did before was obtained by cheating, and now he has finally been exposed.

Qin Guan felt that someone was looking at him, so he turned around and saw that it was Liu Su. He didn't want to talk to him, but at this moment Liu Su said in a falsely concerned tone: "Brother Qin, I don't seem to have any of your poems. You are...

It’s such a pity that someone who is known as the “Little Poet Fairy” in Hangzhou can’t even enter the second floor now.”

Qin Guan smiled brightly, "Thank you for your concern, Brother Liu. In fact, the poetry meeting is just a pastime and entertainment. Just to be happy, why bother too much. If you care so much, it is too utilitarian."

Qin Guancai doesn't like you, so he directly activates the sarcasm skill.

And he also helped other people who were not selected to speak up, which made Liu Su look like a different person inside and outside.

Liu Su's face turned ugly when Qin Guan said this, "Brother Qin, you are a little poetry fairy. You have written good poems before, how can you fail?"

Qin looked at Shen Yichen who was sitting next to Liu Su. "Mr. Shen Yichen next to you is still the most talented person in Hangzhou. He was not among the thirty-six people just now."

Shen Yichen was there, drinking tea and watching the two bickering. There was probably no one in Hangzhou who didn't know about the conflict between the Qin and Liu families.

Liu Su had a sneer on his face: "Brother Xing must have gone straight to the third floor. Do you think you can compete with brother Xing?"

"It may not be incomparable."

The clerk had just read thirty-six poems, had a dry mouth and took a sip of tea. Then he spoke loudly again: "In addition to the thirty-six excellent poems, we also rated three outstanding poems this time. "

Everyone turned their attention to the little official. The poem that was rated the best could be regarded as the top poem tonight. I don't know who wrote it.

Someone below began to discuss in a low voice, "Three songs were judged as winners. I remember that in the first round last year, there were only two judges. This year there are more."

“I don’t know who can directly judge the winners.”

"I think one of them must be Shen Yichen."

"This is inevitable. If the most talented person in Hangzhou can't get in, then who else can get in? Last year, Shen Yichen's poems went straight to the third floor."

"I'm more concerned about who the other two are."

"I think Zhu Lianshan and Pengyue are very likely."

"I agree with Zhu Lianshan. The other person, I think, should be Jiang Lingyuan."

"..."

Regardless of the whispers below, the clerk took out a poem and read it aloud: "The black magpie flies in the east and the swallow flies in the west. The water is full of water for years to see. The rain washes the incense car. The sky returns to the river and the river is tilted. The sorrow of separation lasts for thousands of years. See each other. Looking at each other from afar, it never looks like the human world. Looking back thousands of miles away."

As soon as I finished reading this poem, some people couldn't help but praise the poem for how well it was done.

The students below were talking a lot and discussing poetry.

"Which young master wrote this poem?" the clerk shouted, and everyone's eyes were looking for it in the crowd.

At this time, Shen Yichen stood up and said in a very calm tone: "This is what I did."

"It turns out it's Mr. Shen. No wonder he can write such good poems. Mr. Shen's poems are judged to be excellent. You can go straight to the third floor and drink at the same table with all the adults, doctors and old men." said the young official.

"Thank you." Shen Yichen just replied lightly, not showing how excited he was about this kind of thing.

"I just said that Shen Yichen would definitely go straight to the third floor. He wrote this poem really well. It seems that Shen Yichen's literary talent has increased again."

"The leader of the Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Contest tonight may be won by Shen Yichen again."

"He was the leader last year. Is he preparing to win consecutive championships?"

Regardless of what everyone was talking about, the clerk read out the poem again, "I don't know what the meaning of the morning cow is, so I have to invite the Weaver Girl to play with the golden shuttle. I beg for cleverness in the world every year, but I don't know that there are already many cleverness in the world. Which young master wrote this poem."

"

Another person stood up in the crowd. This person had big ears and gave people a very honest feeling, but he was not dull. Qin Guan did not recognize him.

"This is a poem by a young student named Cui Jian."

As soon as Cui Jian finished speaking, the people sitting next to him started making noises, "Brother Cui, I didn't expect that your poem was selected as an excellent one. I really admire it."

"I wanted to see your poems before, but you were too embarrassed to take them out. It turns out you were planning to make a blockbuster."

Cui Jianyao Yaotou said, "I suddenly got inspiration last night and wrote this poem. I didn't expect it to be liked by a few adults. I was also a little surprised."

The clerk coughed lightly and drew everyone's attention back.

Yang held up the manuscript of the poem in his hand and said, "This last poem has been competed for by Mr. Cui, Master of Academic Affairs, Mr. Li, Master of Tongpan, and Dr. Yan. I will read it now."
Chapter completed!