As for the poems with "Jiangnan" as the theme, there are so many words, it is extremely difficult to write new ideas.
What's even more troublesome is that Song Bieqing's song <Remembering Jiangnan> is a rare six-character quatrain, which is a great test of your skills.
And "Three Hundred Poems of Enlightenment" selects classics since the Holy Court began writing. It just so happens that the song "Jiangnan" by Song Bieqing is about the Jiangnan of Jiannan Road.
Taking this as the title, Xu Yi obviously took advantage, because Third Young Master Yun probably just knew that Jiannan Road had a Jiangnan, and never ended up with it.
Therefore, Second-rank Star Official just revealed the topic and caused a sensation.
Third Young Master Yun looked calm and unmoved at all, "Since your poems have already been written, let's not waste time. How about each competition is limited to a quarter of a stick of incense? It will be enough for you."
Xu Yi said, "Guests do as they please, Third Young Master please."
Third Young Master Yun sneered, grabbed the jade case that had been paved with Four Treasures of the Study, grabbed the wolf hair, and immediately rows of elven-like words fell on the noisy white paper, "The wind has stopped crying, and the rain has come and the ants are in full swing. It is really uneasy, and the north of the world looks like south."
As soon as these words came out, the entire audience was silent, and then, earth-shaking cheers broke out.
"With such eagerness and poetic talent, he is worthy of being the crown prince of the Yun family of poetry. His talent is astounding and stunning!"
"It's not simple, it's really not simple. There is no Jiangnan in the whole text, but it is all about Jiangnan. Third Young Master Yun has never been to Jiangnan for some time, but the two famous Jiangnan scenic spots, Crying Wudu and Zhanyan Forest, brought the whole poem to life!"
"If it were just to create an image, it wouldn't be considered amazing. The key point is that Third Young Master Yun actually used the crow of the crow to cross the river and the ant forest, and it worked. The wind is blowing, the crow of the crow is not over, and the rain is coming to fight the ants. What a wonderful sentence!"
"The first two sentences are indeed good, but what is even better is the last two sentences. It is really not peaceful. North in the world looks like south. Savor it carefully, and the meaning is long. As the saying goes: that is also right and wrong, and this is also right and wrong. For example, when people look east and look west, south look north, the outside body is confused, and the heart should be confused. The world is clear and human feelings are sophisticated. It is a rare aphorism!"
"..."
The whole place cheered continuously, Xu Yi tasted it secretly, and was deeply surprised. Yun San was so successful that he was surprised.
"You deserve it. You are asking for trouble. Comparing poems with someone named Yun. Let's see how you cope. No matter how you cope, you must not lose my face...Princess Yinqiu. If it really doesn't work, just say that none of Princess Yinqiu's poems have the theme of Jiangnan. No matter what, you can't lose Princess Yinqiu's face."
Young Master Xu in the curtain conveyed her feelings again. She was really anxious.
It doesn't matter if there is no Literary Fame. What matters is that Xu Yi made a nonsense and arranged it on her head, causing her to lose face and become a joke. That is more terrible than death.
Xu Yi accepted her intention, but ignored her.
Third Young Master Yun looked at him and said, "Well, practice is almost done. Haven't you chosen from the hundreds of poems by Princess Yinqiu? Or Princess Yinqiu hasn't written any poems related to He Jiangnan at all. Otherwise, let's change the subject again. I am of a good nature today and am happy to accompany you."
Xu Yi said, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Third Young Master, but I'm just thinking that since it's a gambling game, I should place a bet. This top-grade Water Spirit Stone is the best in the world." If the gift given to County Princess by His Highness is lost to Third Young Master, His Highness may have to exchange for a new gift and come to find Princess Yinqiu himself to make a decision."
Xu Yi is clearly a stolen concept. He didn't even say anything about bets just now, let alone bet this high-grade Water Spirit Stone. His grand explanation at this moment is just to force Third Young Master Yun.
He was very good at understanding the thoughts of nobles like Third Young Master Yun. He was sure that at this moment, even if he secretly changed his concept, Third Young Master Yun would never be able to get along with him.
"Thrilling and bluffing! Very good. Yun Mou agreed to this bet. If I lose, I will give this top grade Water Spirit Stone to Princess Yinqiu. If you lose, you will join my Yun family as a slave. Princess Yinqiu, do you dare to accept it?"
Mr. Yunsong said coldly.
It was not as Xu Yi thought that he agreed to the bet because of face issues and was afraid that he would not be able to get off the stage, but he did not take Xu Yi or Princess Yinqiu seriously at all.
There's nothing wrong with accepting a bet that's bound to win.
Young Master Xu inside the curtain was about to speak out when he heard Xu Yi say, "Third Young Master is so forgetful. Since Princess Yinqiu has given me full authority to speak for you, I can naturally make the decision. This way the bet is settled."
After saying that, Xu Yi grabbed the wolf hair and started writing on the noisy paper. Rows of steep and straight Slender Gold Script words stood tall on the paper like pines, "The willow leaves are singing and the green is dark, Hehua The setting sun is red. Thirty-Six The smoke and water make me want to see the south of the Yangtze River."
With a click, Young Master Xu in the curtain and Spiritual Connection Jade in the palm fell to the ground, and a pair of beautiful eyes shot out with astonishing splendor.
When Xu Yi started writing, Third Young Master Yun took three steps back, his eyes blankly staring at the white paper full of pines Zhang Sheng.
There was a dead silence in the whole place. If Third Young Master Yun's poems are enough to make people applaud, they can also loudly analyze the beauty of his poems.
The song Xu Yi completely introduced people into a wonderful artistic conception, and then they fell silent in that long feeling of sadness, unable to extricate themselves and making judgments.
"No, this poem was not written by Princess Yinqiu. How could Princess Yinqiu, at such a young age, have the emotion of Prime Minister Bai when he saw Jiangnan? To view people through poetry, this poem must have been written by an old man who has gone through many vicissitudes of life."
A middle-aged man in purple robes shouted loudly. He was the Yun family's envoy, second only to Third Young Master Yun.
"What did Third Young Master say?"
Xu Yi smiled and said, "It seems like your people have already decided the outcome for me."
The middle-aged man in purple robe suddenly turned dark, and secretly cried out, he questioned the author of the poem, and made it clear that he was admitting his hypocrisy. "I want to see the south of the Yangtze River when I grow old" rather than "seeing the north of the world as the south".
Otherwise, if the latter was inferior to the former, he would not have any doubts.
Third Young Master Yun's face froze, suddenly turned pale, and then turned red, "I am also very curious about the original author of this poem." It was clear that he was following the words of the middle-aged man in purple robe.
Saying things that go against one's conscience, especially when commenting on one's own poems, is extremely despised by Third Young Master Yun.
But now, he has capsized in the gutter. So what if he doesn't go against his will? Can he really admit that this is the work of Princess Yinqiu and export the top-grade Water Spirit Stone?
He would rather bear the infamy than bear such a heavy loss.
Third Young Master Yun knows that if today's words are spread, his reputation will be greatly damaged.
Sure enough, as soon as Third Young Master Yun finished speaking, the whole audience burst into sneers.
Even the beautiful women who had previously been pursuing him showed their disdain, and even whispered, privately criticizing the two works. Although their voices were small, they still reached his ears.
Third Young Master Yun shook his head repeatedly, wishing that the sound like a poisonous sword could be thrown out of his ears.