Wu Lianda was still staring at the newly released poem on the table.
He looked sideways, vertically, left, and right, but he couldn't understand.
"Brother, may I ask if this is really a poem?"
Can this also be called poetry? !
goose.
Isn’t that just three words?
Aren’t Daxing’s poems all five-character sentences or seven-character poems?
In order for him to enter Princess Xian's mansion, someone asked him to recite a poem to pass the test, which was a five-character quatrain before he came.
When he memorized it, he thought the poem was okay, but when he saw the song "Ode to the Goose" on the table, he could no longer remember the poem he had just learned by heart.
It starts with "plum blossoms on the mountain" or "plum blossoms go up the mountain".
The brother next to him, after hearing Wu Lianda's words, really wanted to pretend that he didn't know "this talented man".
If it was summer, he could still hold up his fan to block it. At this time, he could only cover his face with his sleeves and lowered his voice and said: "This is poetry, and the subject matter is very strange, it is about singing geese."
Listening to your words is like listening to a word.
Wu Lianda was speechless.
Damn it, didn’t I know he was a goose chanter?
The title says "Ode to the Goose", but if a literate Daxing person comes, he can't compose poetry and knows that this poem is about geese.
Goose...
Wu Lianda scratched his head and couldn't remember any of the poems he had memorized. It not only sang about goose, but also chanted in such a strange way like the poem in front of him.
The key is that it's not only weird, but also very easy to get into your head.
In the past, it would take him half an hour to memorize a poem before he could remember the twenty or so words. But this poem, I don't know if it has too few words or something, but after reading it twice and reading it again, he actually memorized it!
How strange!
"Wonderful man, have you thought about your new poem?"
Zhou Jingxian saw that Wu Lianda was still asking others if "Ode to the Goose" was a poem, and she knew that Mr. Ning's method was very effective.
You can drive away a group of shameless people without opening your mouth.
"I...goose...goose...goose..."
Wu Lianda groaned three times in a row, but he still couldn't think of anything to say.
The passers-by who had been crowded by him burst into laughter first.
"This talented man, Princess Xian asked you to compose a new poem. If you memorize the poem written by Ning Shixian, isn't this cheating?"
"Who can't recite this song "Ode to the Goose"? My son has memorized it after two glances, and he can recite it more fluently than you. You are here to compete, not to recite Ning Shixian's poems. Son, please give it to me quickly. He recites one and listens."
A ten-year-old child in the arms of an aunt stepped forward, showing no signs of stage fright under the spotlight.
The poems of Jinling Shixian are the material of poetry collections that must be memorized every day in their school.
Maybe it has the effect of being spread by the Jinling Poetry Immortal, and children just open their mouths and come.
"Goose, goose, goose, singing to the sky. White hair floats on the green water, and anthurium stirs the clear waves."
As soon as this poem came out.
A picture seemed to appear in front of everyone's eyes.
A group of white geese are playing with their red paws on the water. Their leisurely and comfortable appearance makes people feel the atmosphere of freedom.
They all say that poetry is used to express emotions.
Many passers-by immediately empathized.
"Ning Shixian is lying on the bed recuperating from his injuries. He must really want to move around and meet these reckless men who don't even understand what poetry is. It's a pity that he only used paper and pen as his sword to write this song "Ode to the Goose"."
"These people are really bullying people. If they have real talent and learning, that's all. A group of vulgar and wild men dare to challenge Ning Shixian. If this word spreads, where will the face of our Daxing talented people go?"
"If you want to compete with Ning Shixian, you can pass our level first!"
"Yes! Get through us first! We must not let Ning Shixian suffer both from his injuries and from these reckless men!"
I have long been displeased with these so-called talents from the Western Regions and the Daxing talents.
Filled with indignation, everyone rolled up their sleeves and prepared to recite a few poems.
Wu Lianda didn't even know how to deal with the poem "Ode to the Goose", let alone compete with these real Daxing talents who all spoke lotus words and cursed without swearing.
All he wanted to do now was run.
Before he is too embarrassed, run out of the circle where this talented man lives.
"Everyone, let's not disturb Ning Shixian's rest in front of Princess Xian's mansion. Why don't we go find a place and compete with those who came to challenge today."
"The topic is also ready-made. Whoever of you can write a poem better than "Ode to the Goose", let's write another one. If we win, you can go home and study more. When you surpass us, come and challenge Ning Shixian again. "
As for the words "we lost", no one mentioned it.
The Daxing talents present are not stupid. Who can't see that these people are just a group of pawns and will perish if they cross the river.
It just so happened that they had been studying all day to prepare for the competition and lacked opportunities for actual combat.
Let’s practice with these pawns first.
Zhou Jingxian was deeply moved when she saw these talented people helping each other.
So, she suggested: "I'll leave a message to Miss Wu Luan in Tianxiang Tower and leave this poem to her temporarily, and then send the Beijing Guards to guard it, in case some people can't afford to lose."
I heard you can go to Tianxianglou to try it out.
Wu Lianda retracted the steps he had just taken.
The gentry of Tianxiang House cannot sleep even if he has money. Normally, a rough guy like him would not be able to get in even if he wanted to. This time, if he goes in and has a look, it is worth the embarrassment.
It's just that he can't complete the task of being the leader.
Zhou Jingxian carefully put away the paper with poems written on it on the table and bowed to the Daxing talents with clasped fists.
"Mr. Ning will be able to recover from his injuries as soon as possible with everyone taking care of him."
"Princess Xian, you are so polite. We are also looking forward to competing with Ning Shixian on the same stage on the tenth day of October. How can we let these people with bad intentions make Ning Shixian unable to compete?" bed."
Zhou Jingxian saw the arrogance of the speaker and secretly made a note of this person.
She wanted to see if this person would challenge Mr. Ning on the tenth day of October, hahaha.
Zhou Jingxian glanced at Wu Lianda again, then strode forward in the direction of Tianxiang Tower.
In front of Princess Xian's mansion, it immediately became much quieter.
same.
There were also many people from the Western Region who followed Zhou Jingxian to Tianxiang Tower.
The news, together with the poem "Ode to the Goose", spread to Xiyi Pavilion.
Many people immediately took the copied poems and asked the best talents in their country to write a new poem to compete with this song "Ode to the Goose".
But after waiting for half a day, the goose stewed in the iron pot of Princess Dangxian's palace was ready, and no one could compose a new poem beyond the theme of "Ode to the Goose".
On the contrary, it is Tianxiang Tower.
The four most talented people in the capital, and even the most talented woman in Jinling, all wrote a new poem and hung it next to "Ode to the Goose".
Although compared with "Singing the Goose", it is not as childish and clever as it is, but it shows its strengths in other aspects.
In this way, the talents of the Western Regions were made even worse.
"Trash, everything is trash!"
"Usually everyone brags and talks about himself as a genius that is rare in a century or a genius that is rare in a thousand years. But now he can't even write a poem. What can we do to win on the tenth day of October?"
"Loullan, the troublemaker, has not been written down. There are so many talented people in Beidi, but none of them can write it down?"
Join in the fun, and let Daxing's talents steal all the limelight.
Everyone who goes to Tianxiang Tower has registered their identity.
Those uneducated and reckless people not only lost their own face, but also the face of a country.
In the morning, the envoys who were still sitting in front of the coals, cracking melon seeds, discussing what they should do if they win over Ning Wushuang, and making aggressive demands, now felt even more uncomfortable than eating shit.
They haven't figured out how to reduce the impact of this incident on the talented group.
The entourage who mobilized manpower to cause trouble in front of Princess Xian's mansion hurried over, shouting in panic.
"Master, something bad has happened!"
