After the supervisory officer copied it once, he looked at Princess Shuyang in surprise.
He naturally knew that Princess Shuyang could not write this kind of poem, and there must be an expert behind her.
He could tell almost at a glance.
This poem by Princess Shuyang must be number one!
Shuyang finished handing in the poem and responded to the provocative looks of the princes and princesses with a smile.
After returning to her position, Princess Shuyang said excitedly to Lu Qian, "Xiao Qianzi, if I win the first place, I will definitely reward you well."
After burning incense, everyone handed in their poems one after another.
It will be copied out uniformly by the supervisory officials.
Di Hanlin and a group of scribes from various countries got up and came to the poetry wall to look at it.
Di Hanlin maintained elegance from beginning to end.
When he reached a poem, he exclaimed with shock on his face.
"What a poem! What a poem! It makes me feel more sad when I write broad-minded words."
As soon as Di Hanlin said this, scholars from all over the world gathered to watch.
After reading it, scribes from all over the world couldn't help but look shocked, and they all exclaimed, "It's just a pretense of drinking, but it's extremely sad!"
Seeing the commotion among the scribes from various countries, Concubine Hua said confidently to Xia Jiuyuan, "Your Majesty, you see, even the great scribe Di Hanlin is so shocked. They must be evaluating Mr. Guan Shanmo's masterpiece."
Xia Jiuyuan swept away the gloom just now, nodded with a smile on his face and said, "Hua Fei, it is really a great achievement to be able to invite the great scribe Guan Shanmo this time."
"I'm just here to share your Majesty's worries. I don't dare to take credit." Concubine Hua bowed and said.
"They are both concubines! Why is the gap so big? Concubine Li, that bitch!" Xia Jiuyuan said with a gloomy face.
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Guan Shanmo sat in his seat, looking calm and calm.
Faced with the surprise of scribes from all over the world.
He was not surprised at all.
After all, he was known as the scribe leader of Great Xia.
At this time, he also thought that Di Hanlin was praising his poem.
I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart.
"Xiao Qianzi, why doesn't anyone read our poems?" Princess Shuyang said to Lu Qian anxiously.
Princess Shuyang originally had no hope, but after listening to Lu Qian's poem, she regained hope.
"Princess, how did you know they were not reading our poems?" Lu Qian said with a confident expression on his face.
His confidence stems from thousands of years of knowledge accumulation.
You know, the Liangzhou poem he told Princess Shuyang was originally regarded as the masterpiece of the Tang Dynasty.
"The song you wrote is good, but if you want to compare with Mr. Guan Shanmo... maybe there is still a gap. Xiao Qianzi, no matter what, you should not be reprimanded by your father this time." Shuyang said the princess.
Lu Qian smiled brightly and did not answer, thinking that not only would he not be able to scold him, he would definitely be rewarded generously.
Xia Jiuyuan saw everyone gathered in front of a poem and refused to leave for a long time, so he spoke.
"Gentlemen, you might as well look at other poems."
Di Hanlin walked to the center of the hall, bowed to Xia Jiuyuan and said, "Reporting to the King of Daxia, I have finished my review. After reading that poem, reading other poems is like chewing wax."
When Xia Jiuyuan heard Di Hanlin's comment, he felt bright in his face.
"Then other gentlemen, please comment." Xia Jiuyuan asked everyone.
Everyone stood behind Di Hanlin, bowed and said, "Reporting to the King of Daxia, we have the same opinion as Mr. Di Hanlin. The poem No. 5 is the top one."
Xia Jiuyuan was a little surprised.
As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in military affairs.
This situation has never happened before the Daxia Poetry Fair has been held.
Such a neat vote for a poem.
This shows the literati background of the person who wrote the poem.
"Haha! It's true that literati cherish each other! Mr. Guan, you are worthy of being our number one scribe in Great Xia! You deserve the top spot today."
Xia Jiuyuan smiled heartily and got down from the dragon chair, holding Guan Shanmo's hand and walking to the center of the hall.
"Here, bring up the first-name poem and let me have a look!"
A supervisory official brought up the poem written by Princess Shuyang.
Xia Jiuyuan looked at the poem and started reading it.
"Glow-in-the-dark cup of fine grape wine. If you want to drink, play the pipa immediately. Lord Don't laugh while lying drunk on the battlefield. How many times have you fought in ancient times?"
"Okay! Okay! Okay! What a good sentence. Lord Grim, lying drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times!"
"Mr. Guan, what a literary talent!"
Guan Shanmo's face was very ugly.
Because, he discovered that the poem that everyone praised was not his.
"I didn't expect that this poem was really written by Mr. Guan. I have long heard of Mr. Guan's erudition in ancient and modern times, and he was very knowledgeable. It seems that his reputation is not in vain!" Di Hanlin also praised it without hesitation.
People on the side also praised him one after another.
Guan Shanmo's face turned red after being praised.
No one came out to refute.
He was out of vanity and took a chance, without any explanation.
Princess Ningping, who was proud of winning the first place, did not want to let go of Princess Shuyang, who looked unhappy.
"Father, Sister Shuyang does not have to write a poem today. I think she has done her homework. Since the great scribe Di Hanlin and Mr. Guan Shanmo are here, let them comment on the poem written by Sister Shuyang."
Xia Jiuyuan's face darkened slightly, and then he said, "Forget it, her poems are really not elegant. I won't let all the great scribes laugh at them."
"The purpose of the poetry meeting is to learn and discuss with each other, no problem, no problem! I wonder which poem Princess Shuyang wrote?" The foreign scribes on one side naturally knew that Shuyang made a joke last year.
Naturally, they would not let go of the opportunity to embarrass Daxia.
The foreign scribes on the side all agreed.
Xia Jiuyuan looked extremely ugly and said coldly to Shuyang, "Shuyang, come here! Which song was written by you?"
Although Princess Shuyang didn't know what kind of medicine Lu Qian sold in the gourd, she still followed what he said and said, "Sister Ningping, forget it. By then, everyone's faces will not look good."
Ning Ping saw Princess Shuyang coquettish and thought she was too shameless to comment on everyone, so she quickly said, "Didn't you read Mr. Guan's poem? It's you who want to be embarrassed! In this way, everyone has claimed their own poems, and the rest Isn’t it from Shuyang?”
Everyone wanted to see Princess Shuyang's show and claimed their poems one after another.
Guan Shanmo saw his poem and stayed there alone.
His face was extremely ugly.
He never expected that the poem he pretended to claim was actually from Princess Shuyang.
Princess Ningping stepped forward with Guan Shanmo's poem, winked at Guan Shanmo and said, "Mr. Guan, how about you comment on this poem?"
