Qiao Yu also looked at Lu Xuan, his expression even more expectant.
Zhou Yu's poems are good, but the key depends on whether Lu Xuan can come up with another good poem.
Qiao Yu knew that in such a contest, Lu Xuan would suffer even more.
The reason is very simple. Zhou Yu's "Sun and Moon Poems" was not written immediately, but had been available for a long time. Lu Xuan met Zhou Yu's challenge without any preparation. Writing poems on the spur of the moment required sufficient foundation and talent.
Lu Xuan didn't panic at all and walked back and forth. When I reached the third step, a smile appeared on my face.
"Yes."
Lu Xuan looked relaxed and said with a smile: "Zhou Gongjin wrote a "Sun and Moon Poem", and I will also write one."
"The sky is a tent and the earth is a felt. The sun, moon and stars accompany me to sleep."
When the people around heard this, many of them smiled. The meaning of these two poems is very simple, and the wording and sentence construction are ordinary. They are not at all magnificent or stunning, which is far from "Spring Hope".
"Hey, if you don't know, you will reveal your secrets once you compare. Lu Xuan, this is your true level."
Sun Ce mocked directly.
Previously, he lost.
This time Lu Xuan's poems directly became vernacular, and Sun Ce believed that Lu Xuan would definitely lose.
Lu Xuan ignored Sun Ce and said again: "Don't dare to stretch your legs at night."
"Hahaha……"
Sun Ce laughed even more.
He ignored the looks of others and just wanted to mock Lu Xuan. And Lu Xuan's third sentence was even more embarrassing.
Discussions came and went.
The eyes of the scholars looking at Lu Xuan were less admiring and more teasing.
The first two sentences are ordinary, and the third sentence is even more ordinary. At this point, many people think that the contest between Zhou Yu and Lu Xuan has come to an end.
Sun Ce heard the discussions around him and continued proudly: "Lu Xuan, the winner has been decided, so I don't need to say your last line of the poem. You are a blind cat who met a dead mouse, and you won the game by luck."
Lu Xuan glanced at Sun Ce and sneered: "Sun Ce, why do you think that I will lose? My last sentence may be ruined by the mountains and rivers."
The sound is loud and clear.
A poem makes wind and thunder rise from the ground.
The proud look on Sun Ce's face froze, and his eyes were a little at a loss. He is a martial artist and understands the meaning of the last sentence.
Sun Ce moved his buttocks, feeling as if he was sitting on pins and needles. He just laughed at how arrogant Lu Xuan was, and now he is so embarrassed.
Deep in Sun Ce's eyes, there was once again deep jealousy and unwillingness.
Damn it!
Lu Xuan won again.
Sun Ce was angry inside, but there was nothing he could do. He is a big boss, and fighting against a humanistic person like Lu Xuan is like an egg against a rock.
Qiao Yu sat directly above and was greatly shocked when he listened to Lu Xuan's poem.
"The sky is a tent and the earth is a felt. The sun, moon and stars accompany me to sleep."
"Don't dare to stretch your legs at night, for fear of stepping on the mountains, rivers, and crops."
"What a big spirit."
"What a finishing touch."
Qiao Yu nodded repeatedly and looked at Lu Xuan with even more approval, as if he were an old father-in-law looking at his son-in-law.
He held a cultural gathering just to select young talents from Lujiang.
Unexpectedly, I really encountered it.
This poem by Lu Xuan has ordinary words and sentences, and is not as stunning as "Spring View". But the domineering power and courage contained in the poem are shocking.
boom! !
In the lobby, the atmosphere was explosive.
Each of the scholars looked at Lu Xuan, their joking expressions disappearing, replaced by wonder.
Lu Xuan's poems are too strong.
The poem "Spring Hope" has deep emotions and fully reveals its patriotic and thoughtful feelings. This "Sun and Moon Poem" is unique and magnificent.
Zhou Yu looked at Lu Xuan with a complicated expression.
Lu Kang served as the governor of Lujiang, and his family lived in Shu County. The Zhou family is also in Shu County, so Zhou Yu knows Lu Xuan. His impression of Lu Xuan was that he was a stammerer and a weak and incompetent waste.
Zhou Yu never took Lu Xuan seriously, and privately lamented that Lu Kang was a wise man, but he was the son of a tiger.
In today's contest with Lu Xuan, he found that the information he got was completely wrong.
Lu Xuan is an amazing poet.
The courage is even more amazing.
Zhou Yu knew that he was defeated this time, so he sighed, cupped his hands and said, "Young master Lu is afraid that he will trample on the mountains and rivers and the country will be ruined. With the finishing touch, Zhou Yu is convinced."
Lu Xuan smiled and said: "Brother Zhou is overrated. Poetry and poetry are just trivial matters, not worth mentioning. The art of governing the country and the method of using military force are the most important. Brother Zhou is outstanding in learning. He can mount a horse to fight and dismount a horse to govern the country. He is a true Talent. Alas, it’s a pity that Brother Zhou’s talent and learning were paid for by mistake.”
"Lu Xuan, what do you mean?"
Sun Ce was angry again.
Lu Xuan's words clearly referred to Sang scolding Huai, and he deliberately targeted him.
What is wrong payment?
Who did you pay by mistake?
Sun Ce couldn't suppress his anger, rolled up his sleeves, and really planned to take action.
"Sun Ce, I'm holding a cultural gathering. Please behave yourself. If you don't participate, get out of here."
Qiao Yu scolded sharply.
He showed an unabashed look of disgust. Sun Ce, like his father Sun Jian, was reckless, domineering and self-righteous.
Qiao Yu doesn't like this kind of person.
Moreover, at the cultural meeting, Sun Ce made trouble again and again, which made Qiao Yu disgusted from the bottom of his heart.
Sun Ce was scolded by Qiao Yu, and he also hated Qiao Yu. He couldn't bear to lose face and wanted to leave immediately, but Zhou Yu was still there, so he sat down again in dismay.
Zhou Yu glanced at Sun Ce and thought quickly in his mind.
Qiao Yu held a literary meeting to select a son-in-law. It was impossible to decide on a son-in-law based on just two poems. He would also take other tests.
He had no intention of marrying Da Qiao. After all, the Zhou family was a top noble family. The Qiao family is a prominent family in Lujiang, but they still fall behind the Zhou family.
Zhou Yu wanted to further test Lu Xuan and took the initiative: "Mr. Qiao, I am convinced by Mr. Lu's poem. What should we do next?"
Qiao Yu smiled and said: "Lu Xuan said that poetry and Fu are minor ways, and I agree. Therefore, we must use articles to express our ambitions, discuss the past and present, and elaborate on our personal ideas. Today, countless heroes and sages come to the Grand View Tower to attend the meeting. Take the building as the direction and write an article.”
Zhou Yu frowned slightly when he heard this.
Writing articles is not easy.
To discuss the past and present, and to use articles to explain personal ideas, such articles are the most difficult.
Without enough knowledge and knowledge, it would be impossible to write an article.
Zhou Yu glanced at the people around him and did not pay attention to these people. He looked at Lu Xuan and felt high in fighting spirit again.
His family has a good academic background and he has been studying since he was a child. His knowledge is not inferior to others and he is not willing to lose to Lu Xuan.
Let’s compete with Lu Xuan again.
Zhou Yu made up his mind and asked, "Master Lu, do you dare to fight?"
Lu Xuandao: "I will accompany you to the end."
There was a hint of cunning in Zhou Yu's eyes, and he said: "I am from Shu County, and Mr. Lu is from Wu County. In this three-acre land in Shu County, I am the master, and Mr. Lu is the guest. So the guests go first, and Mr. Lu invites you first."
Lu Xuan thought that Zhou Yu had a lot on his mind.
Let him write first. On the one hand, Zhou Yu has more time to think; on the other hand, if Lu Xuan writes first, he will be under greater pressure.
Unfortunately, it is doomed to be in vain.
Lu Xuan flicked his sleeves and ordered: "Come, prepare pen and ink."
The attendant brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone and spread them on the desk. The paper on which the article is written is the best Zuo Bo paper today, and the pen and ink are also of the highest quality.
Lu Xuan picked up the pen, thought for a while, and then started writing.
"I'll read it."
Da Qiao suddenly spoke.
She stood up and walked up to Lu Xuan. She looked at the words on the paper and her eyes lit up.
Lu Xuan's calligraphy is the most popular Feibai style now. Da Qiao also likes calligraphy, but her Fei Bai style is far inferior to Lu Xuan's.
Da Qiao's eyes were shining, and his charming face was full of expectation.
