at this time.
Zangliu was the focus of the audience.
Even Li Fei is looking forward to it!
My lord, what kind of beauty poem can you write?
Zangliu, calm and composed, began to read "Three Hundred Poems of the Prince", starting from the first page and turning back!
This action shows that he is not familiar with this book of poetry at first glance.
"Why......"
Tang Qingzhu shook his head and drank a glass of wine: "This poetry fight will be defeated by the king of Huangzhou. We, Yangzhou and Qingzhou, can't win with force!"
Du Yue'er blinked her beautiful eyes and asked humbly: "The poetry fight has not yet begun, why did Dean Tang say this?"
Tang Qingzhu pointed at Zangliu, who was carefully flipping through the poetry album: "Look, the envoy from the King of Huangzhou has a poetry album with random names and no poetry at all!"
"If the cover is like this, then the poems in the book should be more casual!"
"Agree!"
Next to them, the three deans all nodded, unable to hide the pride on their faces. They touched the three strands of green beard on their chin and said arrogantly: "You can win without using force! You can win without using force!"
This scene made it seem as if Zhang Sheng had won the poem contest.
Du Yue'er asked tentatively: "Dean Tang, is there any reason why Huangzhou King's envoy must be defeated?"
Tang Qingzhu started to show off, and said as if teaching a disciple: "If a poet wants to write a good poem, he needs the fate of heaven, earth, and people to have a sudden inspiration, to write a poem, and to write a good poem. "
“What is a good poem?”
"It has profound intentions, clever conception, beautiful images, true feelings, high artistic conception, new language and skillful techniques."
“One cannot exist without the other!”
"This time, Zhang Sheng asked the question to praise your beauty!"
"How would the King of Huangzhou know your beauty if he didn't see you?"
"Perhaps, the king of Huangzhou doesn't know that there is a Jiangnan beauty named Du Yue'er between heaven and earth. How could the poem he wrote before contain your beauty?"
"Every beauty in the world has her own beauty!"
"According to rumors, Princess Sima Lan of Huangzhou is as beautiful as an orchid in the valley."
"As for your beauty, you are just like the emblem of the Du family, a peony flower that is the most beautiful in the world."
"Therefore, if the King of Huangzhou once wrote a poem praising Sima Lan, the orchid in the empty valley, it would be extremely inappropriate to apply it to you!"
"Therefore, when the envoy from the deserted state is translated, it is also a poem that is bound to fail."
Zhu Mei, Xu Nan, and Wen Qu nodded in agreement.
Wenqu added: "Poetry can be about aspirations, objects, situations, things, etc. Different scenery, characters, objects, and things that happen will be different, and the artistic conception of the poem will be different."
"Master Du, please look at the poetry album in the hand of the Huangzhou envoy. It states that there are only three hundred poems. In other words, even if the Huangzhou King is a poet and writes different poems, they still cannot cover all things in the world. ."
"Too limiting!"
“In a poem competition, if the poem is not on the right topic, you will definitely lose!
Du Yue'er, who loves poetry, also understands these principles!
However, the understanding is not as profound as that of the four major deans in Jiangnan.
After listening to the analysis of the four deans of Jiangnan.
Confucian scholars from both states laughed!
The envoy of the King of Huangzhou is destined to lose.
Du Yue'er said thoughtfully: "Yue'er understands!"
actually.
She hoped that the envoy of Huangzhou King would be defeated.
Because, as long as her convoy enters Huangzhou, she will be directly opposite the king of Huangzhou.
Because, the army in Shiwanda Mountain is not only an army to resist the invasion of the Sirius army, but also an army to kill the king of Huangzhou.
If the king of Huangzhou succeeds, she, Du Yuer, will be an accomplice.
at this time.
Li Fei cursed secretly in his heart: "Old man, you are shameless!"
However, he is not worried that Zangliu will lose.
Because his prince is a saint.
How can a mortal escape from the palm of a saint?
at this time.
Zhang Sheng was ecstatic in his heart and said disdainfully: "Messenger of the King of Huangzhou, if the King of Huangzhou has never written a beauty poem, just admit defeat!"
"Anyway, if you read it just like that, it can't match the beauty of the Du family master!"
Zhang Sheng stroked his mustache with an arrogant look: "If you can lose to me, who is famous all over the world, the king of Huangzhou will not lose unjustly!"
"right!"
"Admit defeat!"
Confucian scholars from both states booed: "Admit defeat!"
"Admit defeat!"
"Admit defeat!"
"recognize......"
At this time.
Zangliu's hand stopped, a smile appeared on his cold face, he raised his head and said, "Found it!"
The Confucian scholars from the two states swallowed the word "lose" abruptly.
All choked back into the trachea.
Then.
"Cough cough cough..."
There was a lot of coughing in the poetry hall.
All the Confucian scholars from the two states were choked, their faces were red, their ears were red, their necks were thick, and their saliva was splashing everywhere.
door.
The ten novelists were quite interesting to watch. They had stories in their eyes and their writing seemed to be inspired.
finally.
All the Confucian scholars stopped coughing.
Zangliu said calmly: "Now, I want to read the beauty poem written by the prince!"
"Listen carefully!"
Zhang Sheng was already impatient with waiting: "Read it quickly!"
"Anyway, your prince has already lost, so let's finish reading and be done with it!"
Zang Liu was noncommittal and chanted loudly: "There is a beautiful woman in the south, peerless and independent."
Suddenly, the entire poetry hall fell silent.
Southern Beauty?
There is no doubt that the beauty in the poem should be Du Yue'er, a beauty from the south of the Yangtze River.
The four deans have the deepest research into poetry.
Therefore, they were also the most shocked.
Tang Qingzhu's eyes sparkled and she murmured: "There is a beauty in the south, whose beauty is unparalleled in the world. Her mind is extraordinary and refined, unlike ordinary women. Therefore, no woman is worthy of being her confidant. Therefore, she is so beautiful that she is independent and transcendent." ."
When Tang Qingzhu said this, he seemed to ask casually: "Is it because the head of the Du family is eighteen years old and is not married yet because he can't find a close friend?"
Du Yue'er nodded seriously: "Yes!"
Her heart was stirred by the Southern Beauty in the poem.
Because Sima Lan was born in the north, the king of Huangzhou definitely did not write this poem to her.
She is a belle of the south!
She is a beautiful woman with a bit of arrogance!
She is a strong and independent beauty!
This poem almost gave her Du Yuer's name!
Du Yue'er, who loves poetry, is in the right seat.
only.
What does the King of Huangzhou, whom he has never met, miss her?
For a while.
Du Yue'er thought too deeply, and her heart couldn't help but waver.
Little did she know that the original sentence of this poem was: There is a beautiful woman in the north.
Since this plan was targeted at the poet-loving beauty Du Yue'er, the beauty in this poem had her birthplace changed.
Zangliu continued to sing: "Look at Qingren City once, then look at Qingren Country."
Even Li Fei, who didn't understand poetry, couldn't help but say: "What a poem!"
suddenly.
Tang Qingzhu stood up, rubbed his hands together excitedly and said, "This beauty from the south of the Yangtze River, as long as she glances at the soldiers guarding the city, the soldiers will throw away their weapons. They would rather lose the city wall than let her be harmed. "
"This beauty from the south of the Yangtze River, as long as she has a single look at the king, the king will not go to court early every day from now on, and he will be immersed in her beauty and cannot extricate himself, until he ignores the affairs of the country and leads to the destruction of the country. If so, the king will be willing to do so."
Tang Qingzhu took a deep look at Du Yue'er and said seriously: "From these two poems, it can be seen that the beauty of this Jiangnan beauty in the heart of Huangzhou King is unparalleled in the world!"
"Master Du, the King of Huangzhou may have admired you for a long time!"
"Otherwise, he would never have been able to write such unforgettable beauty!"
“No word in the poem is beautiful, but every word is extremely beautiful!”
"My deep affection for you has been expressed to the extreme!"
Du Yue'er's pretty face turned red, and there seemed to be something in her watery eyes?
Zangliu continued to chant calmly: "Would you rather not know about Qingcheng and Qingguo? It's hard to find a beautiful woman again."
Tang Qingzhu murmured and repeated: "Would you rather not know about Qingcheng and Qingguo? It's so rare to find a beautiful woman!"
"What King Huangzhou means is that...for the sake of a peerless beauty like Master Du, he can lose the city and the throne, but he must still have it!"
"Because such a Du family master is rare in this world. He is the only one in the world and can never be found again."
"If you lose it, you will never have it again!"
Tang Qingzhu said excitedly: "What an eternal song!"
"This poem is enough to spread the beauty of the Du family master through the ages!"
"beautiful!"
"Thousands of years from now, as long as people see or hear this poem, they will imagine your beauty and praise your beauty!"
"I didn't expect that the King of Huangzhou would be so affectionate towards the head of the Du family!"
"I didn't expect that the head of the Du family in Huangzhou King's poem is so beautiful!"
Zhu Mei, Xu Nan, and Wen Qu were equally excited.
They raised their glasses: "Everyone, this trip was not in vain!"
"When I hear this beautiful poem written by the King of Huangzhou for the head of the Du family, I feel so enlightened. Have a drink and do it!"
The four major deans didn't care whether the Confucian students from the two states were embarrassed or not, and drank a glass of wine happily.
Finished.
I just remembered that they had just vowed that...the King of Huangzhou would lose.
The faces of the four old guys turned red and hot.
It’s too early to say!
but.
Tang Qingzhu was thick-skinned. After blushing, he said seriously: "Master Du, no wonder you don't get married now!"
"I understand!"
The four deans looked at Du Yuer seriously with eyes that saw through everything and said: "You two really have a good understanding of each other!"
"Today's poetry meeting is really interesting!"
"Interesting!"
Du Yue'er hadn't thought that much at first!
However, after the "targeted" explanations from the four deans, she actually felt the Huangzhou King's deep affection for her in the poem!
They are two people who don’t know each other!
How can there be any deep affection?
It’s so weird!
She looked into the void... as if she saw a young man wearing royal robes on the highest peak of the Shiwan Mountain in Huangzhou, also looking at her.
The young man in royal robes said to her: "Even if I don't want the throne, Huangzhou doesn't want it... I still want you!"
Du Yue'er's pretty face turned red for no reason.
The feelings of a girl!
It’s always poetry!
Eighteen-year-old Du Yue'er likes poetry.
Even a ridiculous poem...can make a girl's heart tremble.
She bit her red lips lightly with her teeth, her big watery eyes flickered, and she murmured incomprehensibly: "King of Huangzhou..."
At this time.
Zangliu blinked and did not explain anything?
If the head of the Du family has any misunderstandings about this poem, let the prince deal with it from now on!
He is only responsible for completing this mission!
Then.
Zangliu looked at the pale Zhang Sheng and asked, "What do you think of the poem my prince wrote for the head of the Du family?"
"Can you compose a comparable poem?"
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