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At this time, the city lord Bai Xiaochuan waved his hand, "You two, let's go in, it's long overdue."

"Hey, City Lord, please go first." Nie Yuan looked so flattering that Su Shan felt sick to his stomach.

Under the respectful gaze of everyone, Su Shan and others went up to the attic on the fourth floor unimpeded, and together with Master Zhao, sat down at the chief seat on the right side near the city lord, opposite the people from Wenbi Pavilion.

Su Shan watched Nie Yuan on the opposite side constantly greeting a group of old men. He couldn't help but think that this guy's camp was really large!

It happened that at this time, Nie Yuan saw Su Shan, and suddenly introduced to a group of old scholars around him with a hint of sarcasm: "Today, our Wenbi Pavilion cannot compare with Shuliuzhai. Who allowed a young literary hero to be born? ! We are indeed incomparable!"

juvenile?Wenjie?

That should be Su Shan?

Everyone looked along Nie Yuan's line of sight and saw the young man in dark clothes. He looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old. He was... too young!

Su Shan?

So he is Su Shan?

Some scholars who have their own names in Wenbi Pavilion are really familiar with this name. A slightly younger scholar immediately said: "Haha... Su Shan? Is this the Su Shan who wrote Journey to the West?"

There were actually some heroes among women in Nie Yuan's camp, a middle-aged lady, and then said: "Huh! Who else besides that boy? He is so brave, is this a place where a young boy like him can come? ?Shuliuzhai is really becoming more and more in decline!"

At this point, she turned to look at Nie Yuan, "You think so? Pavilion Master?"

Nie Yuan laughed and said: "That's not a good thing to say, but I see, Su Shan is really good at writing about ghosts and gods. As for writing poetry?! Haha, how can he be your opponent?"

After hearing these people's words, some scholars who were neutral between the city and the outer city finally understood that Wenbi Pavilion came to Shuliuzhai this year, and they hoped not to start a fight...

Under the fourth-floor attic, the crowd of onlookers could not come up to disturb them, but they could listen to the poems through the wooden boards. Even the crowd outside the restaurant would have people reciting the masterpieces produced by the poetry club in real time, which is why there were so many people. Come and watch.

And because of the special nature of Chinese Valentine's Day, many pairs of young men and women actually came.

In front of the beloved woman, sending a poem expressing love on Qixi Festival will naturally appear extremely chic, so Su Shan could vaguely hear many such poems while sitting in the attic.

It's just... no matter which world, there are obviously more singles...

A group of single men who can't bear to show affection are also very popular!

It is obviously much more interesting than those poems about showing affection.

For example, at this moment, this person is full of passion under the attic.

"what!!"

"Chinese Valentine's Day, Chinese Valentine's Day, how to celebrate Chinese Valentine's Day?"

"Don't tell, don't laugh, don't ask."

"Skip, skip, pass!"

"Fragile, cowardly, sad!"

When Su Shan heard this, she almost burst into tears!

Your uncle's!Not for anything else..., just because he himself feels deeply about this!

Snapped!Snapped……!

Bai Xiaochuan clapped his hands and called back everyone's attention.

Then, a picture scroll was unfolded on the long table in front of him. When Su Shan saw this, his eyes immediately straightened!

This...is this "Pinghu Qiuyuan Tu"?

"The city lord will suffer a big loss this time. This painting of Pinghu Qiuyuan is really the work of everyone, and it is also a good minister and upright. It is really rare!" Nie Yuan looked at the painting from the side, looking like he was bound to win.

After hearing Nie Yuan's words, Bai Xiaochuan seemed to be very impressed and laughed: "Haha..., with the big prize, I guess this year's poetry competition will not disappoint me, right? Pavilion Master Nie? I heard that you are the one this time. Are you invited from the academy?

Few students? "

Listening to the two people talking, not only Zhao Zhaizhu, but also Su Shan's face was a little unhappy.

What happened to the academy?What can the academy do...?

But what kind of department is this academy?Su Shan still hasn't figured it out yet, but it's useless to think about it. He doesn't bother to ask Tang Yan next to him, so as not to appear ignorant...

Now all he thinks about is how to deal with the people in the Wenbi Pavilion. Seeing how they look like they are determined to be the first, Su Shan feels unhappy!

snort!And you said you can’t write poetry?

Only write about monsters and monsters?

Your uncle's!Why don't you write a journey to the west for me? !

At this time, the city lord briefly greeted a few acquaintances, and met a few young talents who had come from other places. Then he waved his hand and said loudly: "Before the poetry meeting begins, it is still the old rules. Let's How about you guys, let’s have a show first?”

"Okay, City Lord please come first!"

Bai Xiaochuan nodded, pondered for a moment, and said loudly: "Watch Bixiao tonight on Chinese Valentine's Day."

Then an old man next to Bai Xiaochuan said: "The Morning Bull and the Weaver Girl cross the river bridge."

Nie Yuan and Zhao Zhaizhu looked at each other coldly, but Nie Yuan took the lead: "Everyone begs for a chance to look at the autumn moon."

Finally it was Zhao Zhaizhu’s turn, “wearing tens of thousands of red silk threads.”

As soon as the poem ended, everyone applauded unconsciously.

Su Shan heard that this poem was really good, very good. Why?

Because he has clearly heard this poem!

Isn't this "Begging for Skills" by Lin Jie, a poet from the Tang Dynasty? !

Su Shan thought about it carefully, had she never encountered this kind of situation before?When he was in the library, he read through many books, such as poems, songs, and the like. He had never seen anything similar to his own world. Why did he come across it today?

Could it be...that this was also the fault of the ring?

Are you afraid that you won’t be able to pick up a poem you don’t understand?

Just when Su Shan was confused, Bai Xiaochuan said: "Haha... Okay, let's get started! Let me explain the rules of our Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Club first, so that the talents from other places will not suffer."

"In our poetry competition, the selection is decided by the people in the city. The hundred people randomly selected a few days ago are all downstairs. Since they were randomly selected, everyone does not have to worry about fairness!"

"So... next, let's invite the first person? How about it?"

There are many students coming to the academy, and they all look confident. It seems that they have made a lot of preparations before, and maybe they don't regard the people here as opponents at all.

At this time, the city lord had just finished speaking, and immediately a handsome college student came out, "Haha... I'm so embarrassed, I have a stupid poem. I hope you can give me some advice. The name of the poem is "Believe it or not"."

"The Chinese Valentine's Day is true to my word every year, the Milky Way is clear and white, the clouds are dim, the toads are bright, the magpie shadows are flying, and the shrike are flying."

"Every time I hate the cricket for pitying the girl, how many times I am jealous and take advantage of the mandarin duck, we will be together tonight."

It was just one word. Nie Yuan was the first to clapped his hands and shouted: "Good words, good words!!"

On the other side, the middle-aged and mature woman echoed: "Smooth and deep, subtle and thoughtful."

Seeing this, another old man also shook his head and tail, and analyzed logically: "This poem uses the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl's meeting on the Chinese Valentine's Day, and implicitly writes about the tryst of a young man and woman. The opportunity is rare, the two are in love, and they express their love for each other. Natural phenomena such as "蟟蛄" and "婺女" are personified to express the hatred of women who are jealous of others who have more pleasure than themselves. It is really a rare good word!"

However, the city lord Bai Xiaochuan and the old man beside him frowned after hearing this word.

Master Zhao couldn't be polite and was about to open his mouth to refute...

But at this moment, Su Shan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, and as soon as the words came out, Bai Xiaochuan and the old man's eyes lit up!

"Hmph! The meaning is trivial and the taste is like chewing wax!"