Red Dust Daqian

Daqian, throughout history, there has never been a talented scholar who could create two amazing masterpieces in one day.

In the first round of poetry competition, Zhou Sen had already written an excellent poem. It was not so easy to easily win the second round against Ouyang Zongxin, who was competing for the first time. Moreover, Ouyang Zongxin's poem was the best so far in this poetry competition. Of course, this best must exclude Zhou Sen's "Drinking on the Lake After Rain".

After hearing Ouyang Zongxin's "Hundred Flowers", the King of Chu said with emotion: "It seems that the winner of this group is Ouyang Zongxin. I'm afraid that Taoist priest will be eliminated in the second round."

Princess Wanning was so confident that she still believed that the Taoist priest could beat Ouyang Zongxin. She said to the King of Chu, "Not necessarily. Taoist Zhang hasn't published a poem yet." The King of Chu was surprised and replied, "I didn't expect that our Princess Wanning would be so optimistic about this Taoist priest. Could it be that Princess Wanning knows the background of this Taoist priest?"

Princess Wan Ning said calmly, "We just met for the first time today. It's just a feeling. Is the King of Chu willing to have a bet with Wan Ning?" The King of Chu asked curiously, "How to bet, what's the stake?" Princess Wan Ning said casually, "The bet is this group competition. If Ouyang Zongxin wins, Wan Ning would like to give the King of Chu a piece of fine colored glaze. If Taoist Zhang wins, Wan Ning doesn't want anything else, but hopes to recruit Taoist Zhang to work for the Princess's Mansion. The King of Chu must not stop it."

The King of Chu thought: This Taoist priest's first poem is already brilliant, he is indeed a talented poet. If the second poem can surpass Ouyang Zongxin's "Hundred Flowers", two masterpieces in one day, then he is a rare poet in Jiangxia Prefecture. The talents of Jiangxia Prefecture can only serve the Prince of Chu's Palace, how can we easily let the princess take him to the imperial capital. The King of Chu was unwilling and politely refused: "This bet is not appropriate. The bet is for people, so the Taoist priest's wishes must be obtained." Seeing that the King of Chu did not join the game, Wan Ning replied arrogantly: "Then let's rely on our own abilities."

Almost all the audience in the Hundred Flowers Garden were paying attention to the Taoist group's competition. Xiangcao, Shen Qianrou, and Shen Yueer were even more worried about Zhou Sen.

Zhou Sen calmly walked up to the writing table and wrote without hesitation: "A Plum Blossom..." The three judges may have only heard of the Taoist's poems but never seen his calligraphy. With full of expectations, they almost fell to the ground when they saw Zhou Sen write three crooked words. The words were too ugly, barely words. However, considering the Taoist's stunning work in the first round, the three judges still held back their contempt and continued to watch Zhou Sen write the next words.

Zhou Sen continued to write: "A Cut Plum·The fragrance of the red lotus has faded, and the jade mat is cold in autumn. The fragrance of the red lotus has faded, and the jade mat is cold in autumn. I take off my silk dress and go up the orchid boat alone. Who sent the letter from the clouds? When the geese return, the moon is full in the west building. The flowers fall and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two kinds of idle worries. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, it just leaves my brow, but it stays in my heart." Zhou Sen wrote it in one go.

The three judges were all glad that they did not refuse to observe the Taoist writing poetry because of Zhou Sen's ugly handwriting. They were glad that they witnessed with their own eyes the birth of this astonishing masterpiece stroke by stroke in front of them.

The three judges were all shocked, their mouths wide open. They couldn't believe that this poem was written in just one stick of incense. The poem for the exam topic could be so wonderful. This poem was of a unique level, and the artistic conception and emotion were no less than the Taoist's first poem.

However, both poems were written by this Taoist priest. However, why are the styles of the two poems so different? The Taoist priest's first round of poems and this one are completely different in form, style and emotion.

The second one is too graceful, it sounds like a woman talking about her sorrows, but Zhang Mumu is a male Taoist priest. No matter what, this one is really wonderful and will surely be passed down through the ages. They actually witnessed the birth of a poem that will be passed down through the ages.

The three judges had been immersed in the poetic mood for a long time, each with their own thoughts. The contestants and the audience saw that Zhou Sen had stopped writing for a long time, and the judges were still standing there, not reading the poem. They all started to make noises impatiently. Seeing that the crowd was getting more and more angry, Zhou Sen had to remind the judges, and the three judges slapped each of them.

The three judges woke up and realized that they had just been rude. Seeing the masterpiece, they were distracted for a moment. At this time, the singing and reading judge came to his senses and wanted to sing and read Zhou Sen's poems for everyone to appreciate. As a result, the chief referee snatched Zhou Sen's poems and wanted to sing and read them himself. The singing and reading judge was unwilling, and the two even pushed each other. Fortunately, Zhou Sen and another referee pulled the two apart.

This conflict on the writing table whetted the audience's appetite. The referee tremblingly picked up Zhou Sen's poem and excitedly sang and read: "A Cut Plum..." The referee's reading skills were also very good, and his singing was full of ups and downs and full of affection.

There was perfect silence in the Hundred Flowers Garden. The shocking poems and the passionate singing and reading brought everyone into the artistic conception of the poems, making them think what the poet thought and worry about what the poet worried about.

When everyone in the Hundred Flowers Garden was still immersed in the atmosphere of leisure created by "A Cut Plum", a loud noise woke everyone up. Two groups of brocade guards started fighting on the writing desk. Everyone scolded and blamed who the hell was creating chaos at this time and ruining such a beautiful poetic and picturesque scene.

Princess Wanning also woke up and found that the guards she had sent to get Zhou Sen's manuscript before the recitation of the poem were fighting with the guards of the King of Chu. She sighed, she didn't expect that someone would compete with her for such ugly calligraphy of the Taoist priest.

Princess Wanning said coquettishly to the King of Chu, "Uncle Wang, it's just a manuscript of a poem, just give it to your niece. Besides, you just lost the bet with your niece. Since you are unwilling to let me go, your niece can change the bet to the three manuscripts of Taoist Zhang's poems today, right?"

The King of Chu was also a person who loved poetry. Although Zhou Sen's calligraphy was not very good, this poem had a beautiful artistic conception and was full of deep affection, and he liked it very much. The brilliance of these two poems was undeniable. Two masterpieces in one day were unprecedented. This was a freshly-made manuscript of poetry. In the eyes of the people of Daqian who loved poetry, it could be said to be priceless.

Princess Wanning saw the King of Chu hesitate, and before he could say no, she used her ultimate move and said coquettishly, "Since I was a child, I have heard from my grandmother that the King of Chu is modest, filial, and caring for the younger generation. This is the first time I have asked Uncle Wang for a gift. I believe Uncle Wang will not fight with the younger generation for a toy." The King of Chu sighed, "Your mother, you underestimated this little girl." With just one sentence, she had framed the Queen Mother, who mentioned filial piety and caring for the younger generation. How can I snatch it from you? If I snatch it from you, I would be unfilial and unkind."

The King of Chu had no choice but to establish his filial image. Besides, he had indeed lost the bet, so he decided to give up the piece for the time being. The King of Chu gritted his teeth and waved to his guards, who stopped fighting after receiving the instructions. Princess Wanning's guards successfully took back the original manuscript of Zhou Sen's poem "A Cut Plum".