The location of the Poetry Banquet was on the largest platform of Feitingkongyuan, surrounded by banquets.
There are beauties dancing gracefully on the stage, their graceful figures arousing people's imagination.
However, at this moment, the attention of everyone was not so much on the delicious food and beauties, but on the upcoming confrontation between Taiping Academy and Imperial College.
Mo Jijiu had previously ridiculed Master Qin, and a group of students from a poor family got excited and agreed to compete.
But when I calmed down, a deep uneasiness came to my mind.
They were afraid of losing the competition and humiliating Qin Master and Taiping Academy.
And the humble status of being born in the market makes them feel an instinctive cowardice when facing the powerful.
Although Qin Feng didn't know what they were thinking, he could see the clues.
The most direct manifestation is that they can take the fine wine and delicacies at the banquet at will, but the farce brought by the young master in brocade clothes made them timid.
After a cup of tea, no one touched the food on the table!
"Why don't you eat?" the prince asked curiously.
Lu Rong swallowed and smiled awkwardly: "We already ate before we came here, so we're not hungry now."
If Lu Rong, the most courageous one, is like this, let alone the others?
In such an atmosphere of uneasiness and tension, the poem-fighting banquet is about to begin before you know it.
The beauties on the stage bowed and bowed, then slowly left the stage, and then Namo stepped into Taichung with a wine burner in his hand.
"Since this competition was proposed by our Imperial Academy, I should be the one to start it. I think everyone who comes to Taiping Academy will have no objections, right?"
Qin Feng glanced at the poor student who was looking sideways, and said calmly: "Please, Master Mo."
"That's good." Mo Jijiu took out the four treasures of the study that were glowing with white light, and started writing quickly.
To be able to serve as a sacrificial wine for the Imperial College, one is naturally not a shallow person, but has some real talent and learning.
After the poem was completed, it was thrown into the Dengwen furnace. White smoke rose up to five feet. It turned out to be a treasure!
The students in the Imperial College applauded one after another, but everyone in the Taiping Academy lowered their heads, clenching their hands or holding their trouser legs.
Just because of the content in Mojiu’s poem!
The other party used the phoenix as a metaphor for the Imperial College and the chicken as a metaphor for poor students.
The meaning between the lines is nothing more than that no matter how hard a chicken tries, it cannot fly up a branch and become a phoenix.
The sarcasm can be imagined.
When the onlookers clapped and praised, they also cast their eyes on the people in Hanmen Academy, with undisguised amusement in their eyes.
Poems can best express artistic conception and feelings, and Mo Jiujiu's move is precisely to break the confidence of the students of Taiping Academy!
"I'm showing off my embarrassment just to attract good friends. I wonder who you will send to show up?"
After the words fell, Taiping Academy was completely silent.
When the prince saw this, he secretly thought that it was terrible. Poems are meant to express one's heart directly and express feelings. How could a scholar write any decent poems if his spirit was destroyed?
Anya also frowned slightly. As a teacher at Taiping Academy, she immediately said some words of encouragement, but these words were like nothing, and no one dared to respond.
In the attic, Emperor Ming couldn't help but look disappointed when he saw this scene.
Everyone can see the trick of Mo Jiu in the Imperial Academy, but if such a blow is unbearable, even if someone with real talent and knowledge steps into the court, he will not be able to deal with the criticism of his political opponents, and will only lose everyone.
"Perhaps it is too early to allow students from poor families to enter the court." Emperor Ming murmured to himself.
Eunuch Li on the side sighed slightly when he heard this, and then looked at Qin Feng, who was silent at the front of the crowd.
Things developed as expected, Mo Jijiu's smile spread across his face, and he took advantage of the situation and said: "Since the talents of everyone in Taiping Academy are exhausted and unable to produce good works, then let the students of our country's Zijian continue to write poems for the future. save time."
After the words fell, he turned back to signal.
Having taken the lead, everyone in the Imperial Academy was more confident. They stepped onto the platform one by one and threw poems into the Dengwen furnace.
Most of the poems are about two feet and three feet, and there are two poems about four feet.
Poetry has long been out of the mainstream among scholars. With this result, it can be regarded as a superb performance.
Everyone in the Imperial Academy only felt that this battle was a sure win. Even if Qin Feng could write a holy article, Taiping Academy would be unable to save the day. After all, this battle was about total quantity!
Look at those poor students who are like prodigal dogs. They may not even be able to come up with a decent poem!
Thinking of this, the man surnamed Jiang directly said sarcastically: "If you don't dare to challenge, you can admit defeat earlier to save yourself from embarrassment later."
"Yes, the outcome of this battle was already determined the moment you agreed."
"It's really ridiculous that people in the market deserve to study."
The laughter was endless, like a thorn in the heart of the poor students.
But at this moment, Qin Feng spoke: "Do you still remember the first lesson I taught you when Hanmen Academy was established?"
The scale of the academy continued to expand, and later it was renamed Taiping Academy. Naturally, there were many new students.
But no matter who came first or who arrived last, the first lesson Qin Feng taught was talked about by many students and passed on by word of mouth.
The first group of people raised their heads, and couldn't help but recall Master Qin's sonorous and powerful words in their minds - "When heaven is about to give a great responsibility to a man, he must first suffer his mental hardship..."
They couldn't help but show a little guilt on their faces, but no one dared to look directly into Qin Feng's eyes.
Qin Feng turned around, glanced at everyone, and said seriously: "Birth only determines a person's starting point, but it cannot determine a person's end point.
In my eyes, you are no worse than those powerful children, you are even far better than them.
But the premise is that you have to think highly of yourself. "
"There is still time for insect chrysalis to turn into a butterfly and fly into the sky, and there is still time for carp to leap over the gate and become a dragon, so why can't you do the same?"
These words were like thunder, exploding in the ears of all the students.
Qin Feng walked slowly onto the platform. When everyone in the Imperial Academy saw him, their laughter stopped abruptly. Even Mo Jijiu's face darkened and his brows furrowed.
Just because Qin Feng’s name is so famous!
The scene of the one-man battle with the Imperial Academy still being a nightmare to this day!
"He hasn't given up yet?" Mo Jijiu thought.
Qin Feng naturally did not give up!
Since the students of Taiping Academy have been smoothed by past sufferings, they lack the courage to move forward.
Then let him come and give everyone courage!
When I came to the Dengwen furnace, with a thought in my mind, the four treasures of the study jumped out, and the white scroll actually floated in the air!
Qin Feng held the brush, and the literary energy in his body surged into the tip of the brush. The three-inch tip of the brush suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light.
Then everyone saw golden words appearing on the white scroll.
"A gold goblet of wine is worth ten thousand dollars, and a jade plate worth ten thousand dollars of precious wine."
"I can't eat when I stop drinking and throwing chopsticks. I draw my sword and look around at a loss."
"If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang."
"The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult, and the roads are divergent. Where are you now?"
“There will be times when strong winds and waves break, so hang up your sails and sail across the sea!”
The moment the poem was completed, golden light shot into the sky, illuminating the night like day.
The white smoke from the Dengwen furnace flew straight up nine feet, rivaling the golden light!
While everyone was in shock, Qin Feng had already stopped writing, turned around and said: "Those who accomplished great things in ancient times were not only extraordinary talents, but also must have perseverance and perseverance to encourage you."
PS: I didn’t expect it, there are three chapters today
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