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"This poem is enough to suppress the country, this is a poem for the country!"

"No, it's not only a poem for the country, but it can also last forever. This is a quatrain through the ages!"

There were bursts of voices, all praising the poem.

Almost everyone thinks that Hu Rui's "Children come back early, let the wind fly the paper kites" has a lower tone than "If you want to look like the West Lake, it's always appropriate to put on light makeup".

How does this compare?

It's not a level at all!

Madam Ya looked at Wang Xiaojian, her plump breasts rising and falling.

She seemed to be emotional because of Wang Xiaojian's poems.

She never expected that Wang Xiaojian is powerful here.Can write such a poem.

Especially the last two sentences made her heart beat wildly, like a young girl in love, with ripples in her beautiful eyes.

"Mr. Li, this poem is wonderful. Does Xizi only refer to the concubine? Is this a poem written by the young master for the concubine?"

Wang Xiaojian smiled slightly upon hearing this.

This poem comes from the [-] Tang Poems, written by Su Dongpo, the Song Dynasty poet in the history of his world.

Wang Xiaojian took it over and changed the Xizi in the poem to Xizi.

The rhyme and rhyme in the poem have not changed, and the artistic conception has not changed.

And Mrs. Ya, because her name is Ying Xiya, coincides with the poem.

Therefore, it has such a good effect.

This is not specially made for Ying Xiya, but it doesn't stop the slut from taking the opportunity to play tricks.

Under the eyes of everyone, he smiled slightly and said: "That's right, Mrs. Ya. This poem is called "Encountering Xiya on the Drinking Lake", and it was written for you. Please accept it, Mrs. Ya."

"I met Xiya on the drinking lake."

Mrs. Ya's delicate body trembled slightly when she heard this, and moving ripples flashed in her eyes.

He even ordered this poem in her name.

Ying Xiya's cheeks were flushed, as if she had been poisoned by a love potion.

She is a talented woman herself, and she has a sensitivity to poetry that other women do not have.

For her, every ancient quatrain has the effect of love potion.

At this moment, her cheeks were flushed, her body trembled slightly, and even her legs were a little weak, and she couldn't stand steadily.

She pursed her red lips, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you Mr. Li for the poem. I like it very much. I will write it down and put it in my Xie Yazhai, so that you can come to Xie Yazhai Poetry Club Appreciation of the talent. Let everyone see Mr. Li's demeanor."

Wang Xiaojian smiled slightly, and said, "It's all up to Mrs. Ya."

"Ok!"

Madam Ya's beautiful face was reddish.

She nodded, and then said to the person who was still immersed in the artistic conception of the poem: "Everyone, Mr. Li's poem has been published, please judge now. Is it the poem by Prince Rui that is better, or Mr. Li?" good."

After Madam Ya's voice fell, many people in the hall became embarrassed.

Because before that, they all decided that no matter what poems Li Bai wrote, Prince Rui would win.

However, the level of Wang Xiaojian's poem is much higher than Hu Rui's.

If it is judged that Prince Rui wins again, it cannot be justified!

It's too fake to comment without a reasonable explanation.Because no one else will believe it.

"This... Mrs. Ya, I think these two poems are evenly divided. They should be judged as a tie."

Suddenly there was a sound, which made Madam Ya startled.

Hu Rui, who had a somewhat ugly face, was taken aback for a moment. Didn't expect someone to say a draw?

Everyone turned their heads and saw a handsome middle-aged man who continued: "That's right. Prince Rui's poems describe the spring scenery of the countryside. As a prince, he described the spring scenery of the countryside vividly. It can be seen how close and loving Prince Rui is to the people. This alone deserves extra points."

"Li Bai's poems are gorgeous. But this is Tianyang West Lake, which is the credit of Mrs. Ya. If there is no Tianyang West Lake, and if there is no beauty of Mrs. Ya, he probably cannot write such poems."

"But its artistic conception and writing technique are very clever. Therefore, in terms of fairness, these two poems should be a tie."

"Yes, it should be a draw."

"I also think it's a draw. Mr. Bao is right."

"..."

Someone started to start, and others who wanted to comment on Hu Rui's writing was good, but they couldn't make sense, and those who couldn't say anything, their eyes lit up, and they all agreed.

Chu Xiao stood beside Wang Xiaojian, feeling absurd in his heart.

In comparison, Li Bai's poems are many times better, but these people actually say a draw?

His face was flushed, and he said anxiously: "You people are talking nonsense. It is obvious that "Encountering Xiya on the Drinking Lake" has improved to a higher level, so Li Baiying should be judged."

"Master Chu, everyone has different tastes. I have no objection to what you think of "Meeting Xiya on the Drinking Lake". But we think Prince Rui's village is better."

"Yes, everyone's eyes are sharp. They don't talk nonsense."

The handsome middle-aged man spoke righteously, and said again: "My Xia Bao Nan has been criticizing poets in the capital for 20 years. He has always been fair and just. He is nicknamed Bao Tianping and never tells lies."

"With all due respect, Li Bai's encounter with Xiya on the drinking lake is not bad, but Prince Rui's is also not bad. Therefore, it should be a draw."

"That's right, Mr. Tian Ping is a leader in the poetry critic circle in the capital. Since he both said these two poems, they are really evenly matched."

"Yes, we feel the same way."

"I didn't think so, this Li Bai is still a little level."

"Madam Ya, announce the result."

There was a burst of sound.

A relieved smile appeared on Hu Rui's face.

It was almost embarrassing, but it seemed that these people were on his side.