They are very interested in the outcome of this game and the preparations of the Yao Dynasty.
Of course, what I am most interested in is what poems will appear this time and who can write a masterpiece. This is also quite exciting.
No matter what time it is, poetry is always a treasure full of charm. It is also a culture that many literati are interested in.
Therefore, there are also many literary giants, poets, and teachers from the academy who came this time.
They had no interest in the previous competition, but the poems really made them care.
"I wonder if there will be a masterpiece this time?"
An official said expectantly that if a masterpiece can appear, this competition will be well recorded in history.
"Of course there will be masterpieces. If no masterpieces emerge from such a competition, then there is a problem. However, if there are masterpieces that are handed down from generation to generation, we can take advantage of it this time."
"How can a masterpiece that has been handed down come out so easily? You shouldn't have any expectations for this kind of thing."
A slightly arrogant voice came. After hearing this voice, everyone couldn't help but look back.
Zhang Shenzhi is the most famous poet in Daxia, because he is the one who wrote famous works that have been handed down from generation to generation.
In the entire Great Xia, Zhang Shenzhi was defeated by Zuo Shutong.
He is also a well-known figure. I never thought that he would also be here today.
"It turns out to be Zhang Shisheng. You are here too. How disrespectful."
The official also said respectfully.
Zhang Shenzhi was also a frequent visitor to Xia Zi, but in recent years, Xia Zi had been busy with political affairs and had no interest in poetry, so Zhang Shenzhi was left out in the cold.
However, no one dared to ignore Zhang Shenzhi.
As a famous poet, Zhang Shenzhi was undoubtedly very aloof. In the entire Xia Dynasty, only Zuo Shutong and Xia Zi could make him bow his head.
One is the king, and the other is Zuo Shutong, who is slightly lower than him in the poem.
"It has been a long time since Daxia has produced a masterpiece that has been handed down from generation to generation. Except for the Zuo Xiang's poem to encourage learning five years ago, the current poetry scene in Daxia can be said to be extremely lonely."
"Among the younger generation, I can't even find a talented person who can write famous works."
"Even the number one pick in recent years is still unsatisfactory."
Zhang Shenzhi commented slowly, which made him somewhat heartbroken. For him, what he has been pursuing for so many years is poetry.
However, as he got older, he no longer had the same talent he once had.
I just want to see if a young man can emerge in the poetry world who can inherit his legacy.
After several years of observation, only Zuo Shutong could catch his eye. Unfortunately, Zuo Shutong was a politician and did not have much love for poetry. Zhang Shenzhi was also very disappointed.
Everyone listened to Zhang Shenzhi's words and did not dare to refute it, because in recent years, the civil service group has deliberately focused on policy theory and the meaning of scriptures, but has been a lot more relaxed about poetry.
This is what makes Zhang Shenzhi most heartbroken. Strictly speaking, people like them are also a reason for the decline of the poetry world.
Zhang Shenzhi was not a good-tempered person, so of course they did not dare to say anything.
"This time, Zuo Shutong cannot take action. How can Daxia compete with Dayao? Dayao has produced many masterpieces in recent years."
Zhang Shenzhi sighed and looked in the direction of Shangguan Qingyan of the Great Yao Dynasty.
For him, he is not optimistic about this competition.
It would be better if he and Zuo Shutong could take action. In this case, the two of them can still be confident in suppressing the Yao Dynasty.
However, they couldn't take action. Among the younger generation, Zhang Shenzhi really couldn't see any young man who could fight.
This made Zhang Shenzhi very disappointed. If Daxia failed this time, it would really be a slap in the face.
When everyone heard it, it seemed that it was indeed the case. After all, the poetry world in Daxia had indeed been very lonely in recent years.
"It's broken. Isn't this troublesome?"
"If we lose this time, it can be said to be a tie. However, according to yesterday's strategy, Dayao will be better."
Naturally, they couldn't accept a tie. After all, Daxia's majesty was placed here.
In their minds, yesterday's strategy should actually be taken down, but no one thought that Shangguan Qingyan was so powerful that he could turn the Yao Dynasty's offensive into a new one. This was difficult for them to accept.
Thinking of this, everyone suddenly became solemn and felt that the matter was very serious.
At this time, another old voice came.
"Huh, we didn't lose yesterday's policy discussion. If you lose something like poetry, you lose. It's just some entertainment stuff and has no effect on the country at all."
Everyone was shocked. There were absolutely few people who dared to speak like this in front of Zhang Shenzhi.
Taking a closer look, this person's background is even more impressive.
The teacher of the royal children of the Three Dynasties, Li Wenxuan and Taifu Li.
At the same time, he is also Xia Zi's teacher. He dares to speak like this and dares to say it in front of Zhang Shenzhi. Naturally, he is confident.
For Li Wenxuan, he felt from the bottom of his heart that poetry was of no use. Poetry was not used in political affairs, but policy theory was used.
Marching and fighting do not require poetry, but force.
And these are the keys to a strong country. What is the role of poetry? These literati always think about poetry, but ignore more important things.
This made Li Wenxuan very dissatisfied. Hearing that these people felt that they lost yesterday, Li Wenxuan was even more dissatisfied.
In his opinion, yesterday's strategy was not lost. He valued the young man Huang Ye very much.
Moreover, if you lose the poem, you lose, and it won’t have much impact.
Listening to Li Wenxuan's words, Zhang Shenzhi naturally refused to be outdone.
"For many years, poetry has been a treasure of literati. How come it is worthless when it comes to Taifu? Poetry cannot change the situation, but it represents the heritage of our country."
"The master will not understand the charm of poetry."
Everyone watched this scene tremblingly. For them, the war between these two people was really the supreme war, and it was more dangerous than the fight between Li Kai and Bai Wu Ge.
When Li Kai and Bai Wuge fought, they dared to start a fight or fan the flames.
But Zhang Shenzhi and Li Wenxuan had an argument. They didn't dare to breathe and could only watch from the side.
"You don't need to understand. No matter how powerful your poems are, can they help the Great Xia Dynasty? Besides making you famous throughout the ages, what else is there for you?"
Li Wenxuan said coldly, he always felt that poetry had no effect.
"Of course there is. Why can't poetry convey our Daxia's reputation? Why can't it help Daxia?"
