Zhang Dingyuan was very unhappy when he saw the men from the Jia family, "Where are you bumpkins from? You don't understand the rules and talk nonsense."

"Come here, beat this man down."

Jia Lian showed a flattering face.

Zhang Dingyuan's people came downstairs one after another to ask for Jiarong.

Jia Rong shouted: "Are you scared?"

"Wang Qiyuan, are you afraid? Are you afraid of losing, or are you afraid that others will expose you as a false name?"

Wang Qiyuan was immediately unhappy, "Who is afraid of you?"

"You all go away, Jia Rong, if you have any masterpieces, release them as soon as possible."

Jia Rong shook off Xiaosi who was holding his hand, straightened his clothes, and said: "Read Wang Qiyuan's poems and use them contrary to their meaning."

Everyone is waiting for his poem.

Jia Rong: "Bamboo shadows and poems are thin,

Plum blossoms are fragrant in dreams.

Pity the moon tonight,

Refuse to get off the West Wing."

The scholars who looked at Jia Rong with a joking look on their faces suddenly felt their eyes light up when they heard the last sentence.

Compared with Wang Qiyuan's poem, "Pity the moon tonight, unwilling to go down to the west chamber" is of a much higher level.

What I heard before was the noise of a woman playing on the street, but now I hear the white snow and the sweet sound of light rain.

Jia Rong raised her hand and asked the scholars who were judging the poems, "May I ask you gentlemen, are Xiaozi's and Wang Qiyuan's poems beautiful?"

The first two great scholars did not dare to judge, and the family behind Wang Qiyuan should not be offended, but Jia Rong's was even better.

He was so drunk that he drank the imperial wine. He opened his hazy eyes and smiled disdainfully. I don't know whether he was mocking the poor poetry or mocking Jia Rong for not overestimating his abilities.

Zhang Dingyuan saw how frivolous the wine offering was and mocked Jia Rong, "What bullshit poems are you writing? Get out of here, rubbish."

Wang Qiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He has always been confident in writing poetry and lyrics.

"Brother Jia, if you don't know how to write poetry, I can teach you. Don't embarrass yourself next time."

"Hahaha."

"You were slapped in the face."

Jia Baoyu felt that Jia Rong was shameless for being so bold and talking nonsense.

Jia Baoyu went up to the second floor angrily, pulled Jia Lian and said, "This is a shame. Pull him down quickly."

Jia Baoyu felt that Jia Rong was embarrassed and sat in the private room.

The sacrificial wine muttered: "Jia Rong is better."

The boy waiting on the side heard this voice and shouted: "Jia Rong is better."

The downstairs of Taibai Restaurant fell into silence, and I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

They started discussing again, "Jia Rong is better? Did you hear wrongly?"

"Jia Rong compared Wang Qiyuan."

"This is a great talent."

"What is the origin of this Jia Rong?"

"The eldest son of Ningguo Mansion, an idle playboy, I didn't even listen to him study much before."

During the discussion among the people, Jia Rong said loudly: "This is Brother Wang's work, but there is a poem that is not mentioned below."

Yes, he still has poems to say.

"Come and listen to what verses he composed."

Jia Rong: "Read Lu You's poem about plum blossoms and use it contrary to its meaning.

"Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei"

Wind and rain send spring back, and flying snow welcomes spring. The cliff is already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches.

Qiao doesn't fight for spring, she only repays it when it comes. When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she smiles in the bush."

Everyone in Taibai Restaurant tonight has a certain degree of appreciation. When they heard Jia Rong's poem, everyone fell into deep thought.

The upper column mainly writes about the beautiful appearance of plum blossoms blooming in the cold weather, depicting the beauty, positivity and perseverance of plum blossoms.

The lower column mainly writes about the spiritual outlook of plum blossoms, which shows the plum blossoms' strong and unyielding style, not afraid of the cold, full of confidence in spring and modesty.

What a poem!

What a poem!

Wang Qiyuan thought about it repeatedly and was greatly shocked.

He suddenly felt that the poems he wrote were all rubbish.

The compliments I received were all flattery.

The Imperial Academy sat up straight after drinking wine, and opened his eyes with squinted eyes. His big eyes were bright and bright, "Good boy, you wrote well."

"Bixing technique is used well."

Great Confucian: "The natural beauty of plum blossoms and the virtues, goodness and beauty of human beings are organically integrated, reaching the highest state of "unity of nature and man".

The clever use of various rhetorical techniques such as symbolism, personification, foil, metaphor, exaggeration, antithesis, thimble, etc. in the words describes the challenging personality and humble and selfless high-spiritedness of plum blossoms, and perfectly realizes the purpose of supporting things and expressing ambitions.

Purpose."

The Imperial Academy’s sacrificial wine immediately stood up and announced: “Tonight’s winner is Jia Rong.”

The people in Jia Mansion were stunned and did not react for a while.

I thought I was going to offend a big shot, but I didn’t expect my brother to counterattack.

"Oh oh oh..." Dongzi jumped up and clapped.

Everyone clapped and said, "Okay."

"Good poetry."

"Good boy, well written."

The servants of the Jia family cheered and clapped, "The uncle is mighty."

"Uncle is amazing."

Zhang Dingyuan said with a stinky face, "Let's go."

People who did not deal with Zhang Dingyuan walked out of the private room and taunted Zhang Dingyuan, "Boy Zhang, you are leaving so quickly, why don't you sit down for a while?"

"Who is that, making such wild claims to win the first prize?"

"Hahaha, your face is probably swollen."

Zhang Dingyuan walked to the high platform, gritted his teeth and said to Jia Rong: "Well done to you."

Wang Qiyuan handed over to Jia Rong and said, "I admire you. I will ask my brother for advice another day."

Jia Rong, who won the first prize, not only received a 20% discount on Taibai Tower for the whole year, but also received an extremely gorgeous revolving lantern.

There are seventy-eight figures on the revolving lantern, including gods and heroes from all walks of life.

The big shopkeeper smiled and said: "Congratulations, young master, for winning the championship."

The great scholars invited Jia Rong to come over for a drink.

The Imperial Academy's sacrificial wine just smiled at Jia Rong and was not close to him.

There were many young gentlemen behind to congratulate Jia Rong. After drinking a lot of wine, it was hard for Jia Rong not to get drunk.

Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom.

Overnight, Jia Rong's poems spread throughout Kyoto, and Jia Rong's character also entered the ears of scholars.

When people in the noble family heard about Jia Rong's deeds, they laughed and said: "A talented person emerged from a failed family."

"This Ningguo Mansion is about to rise."

"This guy is arrogant and arrogant. It's unclear whether he can rise up."

The nobles who have been wooing the Rongguo Mansion thought they could win over the Ningguo Mansion.

"We have been ignoring Ningguo Mansion, and we really shouldn't."

"Jia Rong is very capable and may be a big help in the future."

At this end, the people from the Jia family are returning home.

Jia Lian Taibai told his father and uncle what happened upstairs.

Jia Zheng said repeatedly, "Brother Rong's qualifications are above all the other children, so we must cultivate him well."

In the back house, Wang Xifeng played with Xichun, Tanchun, Yingchun and others and told Jia Mu about the Taibai Tower.

"Brother Rong is so brave. He dares to say that everyone is not as good as me when he goes up."

"Old ancestor, you don't know, Brother Rong is so glorious."

"Some people still call him the No. 1 Scholar."

Jia's mother laughed and said, "We, the people named Jia, are going to have another official."

"It's all thanks to you, ancestor. If you hadn't been in charge of the overall situation, Brother Rong might not be where he is today."

"It's all up to him." Mother Jia stroked Jia Baoyu's face and said with a smile, "Our Baoyu is also smart, and he will definitely be more successful than Brother Rong in the future."
Chapter completed!