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Chapter 157 Summer is the Immortal of Poetry(1/2)

at this time.

At the entrance of the poetry hall, the eyes of the ten novelists were as big as cow's eyes, and they didn't blink.

What happened in the hall does not need to be adapted, it is the most attractive and exciting story!

They have thought of the name of the story!

That is "The Story that the King of Huangzhou and the Famous Scholars in Jiangnan have to tell in order to fight for beauty."

The name is powerful enough!

At this time.

Zang Liu's hand finally stopped at a certain page.

Everyone's eyes lit up in the poetry hall.

Have it!

really.

Zangliu's clear eyes swept across the hall, remembering everyone's appearance in his heart, and then he said loudly: "The peony in front of the courtyard is unqualified, and the young man on the pond is pure and affection."

After reading these two sentences, Zhang Sheng showed a winning smile on his face.

The Confucian scholars in the two states clenched their fists and whispered: "I won!"

"The poems of the King of Huangzhou are indeed not chanting peonies in the poem book!"

Because, the two lines of poetry did not even mention the name of the peony, which means: the peony in front of the courtyard is charming and gorgeous, but the style is not high, and the lotus in the pond is elegant and clean but lacks emotional charm.

Does this have anything to do with peony?

There is no relationship between half a tael of silver!

at this time.

The four major deans breathed a sigh of relief!

In this game, Zhang Sheng’s name can be barely saved!

Zang Liu continued to recite and said loudly: "Only the true colors of the peonies, the flowers bloom and the heavenly palace."

shock!

Once these two sentences came out, it was shocking!

"boom......"

The souls of Confucian scholars in the two states are shaking.

One by one, he murmured in dismay: "Only the true color of the peony, the heavenly palace is moved when the flowers bloom...the heavenly palace is moved!"

Tang Qingzhu's eyes were bright.

Immediately afterwards.

He said in dismay, "Why?"

"This dean has written a peony poem, but it is not as good as this one!"

He forced himself to explain: "In the garden of the heavenly court, peony is enchanting and beautiful, but not high in style. The lotus in the pond is elegant and clean but lacks emotional charm. Only peony is the king of all flowers in the flower country. In the flower country, it can surpass all the flowers and is the real national flower."

"Only when it blooms, can the gods in the heaven come out to appreciate it and praise its beauty!"

The last three words of this poem, "Moving the Capital", were changed to "Moving the Heavenly Court" by summer.

The height of this poem comes from the world to the heaven.

Those who appreciate peonies will turn from mortals to gods.

On the other side.

Tang Qingzhu was inspired by this peony poem and thought of Du Yue'er: "The head of the Du family, the King of Huangzhou, just now, praised your beauty and beauty, like a fairy."

"You are a beautiful fairy who is in the heart of the King of Huangzhou!"

"Peony is the clan emblem of your Du family, and it is a fairy flower in the heart of the King of Huangzhou!"

"It can be seen from this that the King of Huangzhou has deep roots in love with you, and loves the house and the mist. When thinking of you, he not only wrote a beautiful poem for you, but also wrote this eternal masterpiece for your peony emblem!"

"The meanings of these two poems are in line with each other, and they are combined together... they are all about you!"

Tang Qingzhu's explanation is reasonable and logical, without any far-fetchedness.

After listening to Zang Liu, the corners of his mouth twitched violently a few times, and he felt a little chilling on his spine.

He said in his heart: "Your Majesty, you wrote the poem yourself. Zang Liu is just reading it according to your thoughts. It was nothing, everything went as smoothly as you planned."

"But, a Tang Qingzhu who was chaotic indeciphering poetry appeared beside Du Yue'er!"

"So, if Du Yue'er has an idea about you... Zang Liu really can't control it!"

"In addition, Princess Sima...If this girl comes to seize the throne in the future, don't cause trouble for Zangliu!"

I thought about Zuo Liuyue, and my spine became colder!

at this time.

Du Yue'er's heart trembled again when she was explained by Tang Qingzhu, as if she was being touched by thunder, and she felt a little numb!

She nipped her red lips with her watery eyes, and murmured, "Is that true?"

Did these two poems really do them for her by the King of Huangzhou?

Is this a spring dream that cannot see the truth clearly?

King of Huangzhou, what do you want to do to me?

Du Yue'er's heart is even more chaotic!

"Why......"

at the same time.

The faces of Confucian scholars in the two states changed drastically!

impossible!

This is absolutely impossible!

Are the masterpieces written by the King of Huangzhou all the masterpieces of eternal sings?

Are they all such incomparable wise men?

They are very frustrated!

at this time.

Zhang Sheng was even more depressed!

His face was like a sauce dyeing shop was opened. Red, blue and white were dyed on his face, and his face looked extremely ugly.

This time, he didn't even have the strength to stop talking!

Compared with this peony poem, the poem in his belly is simply vulgar. How can he express it?

In addition to admitting defeat, does he have a second way to go?

This time.

The soul poet Li Fei did not make any more trouble, but comforted him intimately: "Brother Zhang Sheng, it doesn't matter if he loses. I still have money to lend you!"

"Don't be overwhelmed!"

"Why......"

Zhang Sheng was even more unwilling to accept it. He sighed quietly and handed over the remaining five hundred taels of silver: "I lost again!"

"But Zhang Sheng is just the weakest poetic person in the literary world of Qingzhou and Yangzhou. My defeat does not mean that the famous scholars in the two states will be defeated!"

After saying that.

He politely said to the Confucian scholars in the two states around him: "Everyone, Zhang Shengcai is a little unfamiliar with his knowledge, and he is embarrassing to the literary circles of Qing and Yang states!"

"I hope you can earn your face back and let this envoy of Huangzhou go back and tell the King of Huangzhou... Our two states are full of heroes, and he cannot be humiliated."

Zhang Sheng was unwilling to accept it, and he was full of provocation in his words and wanted to extricate himself.

As he wished!

"boom......"

The heart fire of Confucian scholars in the two states was arched, burning the depressed air just now.

They said passionately again: "Continue to fight!"

"Continue to fight!"

"We don't believe it anymore, and we can't win a messenger of the King of the Wasteland who read the poem book."

A Yangzhou Confucian scholar jumped out: "I'll do it!"

"snort......"
To be continued...
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