Aoyama Chronicle

At this moment in Zhuxuan, there are only five students left on the literary competition stage.After the stick of incense was burned out, that brother came back on stage.A few servants behind him moved the table to the stage with pens, inks, papers and inkstones and arranged them one by one, exactly five of them were placed, and then they all retreated.

Brother smiled slightly: "Now, the young masters who stay on the stage, please write down the poems you have made."

The five people were not polite, each found a table, sat down cross-legged, rubbed the ink, spread the rice paper and began to wave.The fast ones were almost finished in one go, and the slow ones were writing while still deliberating over the words, but it didn't make people wait too long, and they were all completed in a short while.

Seeing that everyone has finished writing, the brother narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Okay, since the young masters have finished writing, let's start with the young master on the left and show everyone your poems."

The first person on the left was Zhang Dufeng who was at Zhong Yiwen's table.Zhong Yiwen and the others opened their eyes wide, trying to see Zhang Dufeng's poems clearly.

The people at the nearest table waited for Zhang Dufeng to unroll the rice paper, and then read out loudly: "Bamboo grows in the wilderness, and the clouds soar a hundred times. No one rewards the noble, but only cherishes the heart of chastity. Good!"

This poem by Zhang Dufeng is really good. It is concise and clear, with obvious meaning. It is well-behaved but can resonate with people.As soon as the poem was read, there were quite a few people who applauded it, and it was a good start for Zhuxuan. Although it didn't win the applause of the whole house, it was not a bad one either.Zhong Yiwen and the others naturally applauded the loudest. In fact, no matter what kind of poems Zhang Dufeng would write, they would definitely applaud. Fortunately, they did not disappoint them.

Tian Ping was the most direct: "Brother Zhang is really clumsy, this poem is really not bad. I wonder what will happen to Bai Jingqing?"

The poems of the three people who will be announced next are not outstanding. It is not easy to make a good poem in a stick of incense. These three people just barely made it, which is not far from the word "good". Far.The three of them also knew whether their poem was good or bad, so they were not too annoyed when they saw that the good ones were basically all their friends at the same table.

The last one announced was Bai Jingqing who Zhong Yiwen and the others were looking forward to.

Bai Jingqing simply read out the poem without the help of others, and she seemed to be very confident: "The forest is quiet and dustless, and the seedlings are born with a group. Chengzhijie wants Lingyun."

After reading the first two sentences of this poem, many people have already started to frown and feel that it is not appropriate.After reading the four sentences, the whole bamboo pavilion was immediately quiet.

Zhong Yiwen and the others were really surprised.Hou Wenchang and Tian Ping had the most straightforward expressions, with disbelief on their faces.Chang Le and Wu Yuan'an opened and closed their mouths, not knowing what to say.Regardless of whether they knew Bai Jingqing or not, there was only one feeling - shock.

This is probably the first time that Zhuxuan has encountered such a cold scene since Zhuxuan held the competition for literary talents for so many years.Even the friends who came over at the same table as you didn't have the guts to applaud you, how unpopular it is.The most exaggerated is Bai Jingqing's poem, it's against the sky!It's Yiqun again, with the corners of his head showing, and Lingyun, how confident this person is to say such a thing.

Zhong Yiwen thought that he was a proud person who didn't know what modesty was, but that was also speaking brazenly in front of people he was familiar with, like Qin Fei.This Bai Jingqing is even more powerful, unexpectedly in such a large audience, he just made such a poem in such a show-off manner.Even if after the end of the township examination, he really wins the title of Jie Yuan in one fell swoop, he can't come up with such a poem in public.What's more, the township exam hasn't started yet.If the reputation of Bai Jingqing's arrogance and arrogance spread today, who knows if he will be able to make the list this time.

The elder brother who presided over today's literary competition in Zhuxuan, his big eyes widened, and he didn't say a word for a long time, making the whole Zhuxuan so quiet for the first time when it was full of guests.

At this moment, Zhong Yiwen suddenly stood up.As soon as everyone heard the movement, they immediately turned to look at him, probably no one knew what Zhong Yiwen wanted to do!

The few people on the stage, especially the brother, were more obvious, they just looked at Zhong Yiwen with tears in their eyes.

Zhong Yiwen cupped his hands and bowed to several people on the stage: "I am honored to hear many poems about bamboo here today, and I feel it. However, I am not sure that I can create any masterpieces. Instead, I want to share a bamboo poem written by an elder in my family. Recite the poem once for everyone to comment on. Can I borrow a pen and paper?"

There was joy in my brother's eyes, but he nodded calmly: "Yes. Please invite the young master to come up and use it!"

Zhong Yiwen paused for a moment, he really didn't want to go on stage, but the words had been said, so he could only sigh, and slowly walked to the stage in the center of the bamboo pavilion.

Tian Ping, Wu Yuan'an and the others looked at each other in blank dismay. Zhong Yiwen didn't like to show off his talents outside, but they knew it best, but they had never really seen Zhong Yiwen's knowledge.But Zhong Yiwen was so nosy today, but they couldn't figure it out.What's more, Zhong Yiwen didn't compose poems by himself, but came out with the poems of the elders in his family. This makes people feel, it's too strange!

After Zhong Yiwen walked onto the stage, he was not polite, and smiled directly at Bai Jingqing: "Brother, please allow me to use your table."

Bai Jingqing was slightly taken aback by Zhong Yiwen's friendly side, and then nodded.

Zhong Yiwen didn't sit down either, he took the rice paper from the table and unfolded it, and asked two servants to help him open it one by one from left to right, then he chose the largest writing brush, dipped it in ink, and faced the rice paper with his back to the table. Next, he was actually preparing to stand and write directly.If he hadn't had a certain amount of confidence in his calligraphy, no one would have dared to be so bold as Zhong Yiwen did.

There were more discussions below, but it was no longer as quiet as before.Zhong Yiwen splashed ink in the midst of this discussion, leaving the word "bamboo and stone" extremely quickly, and then the first two lines of the poem also jumped onto the paper without pausing for a moment.

"Stay firm on the green hills and not let go, the roots are originally in the broken rocks."

The person closest to him read the poem word by word almost after Zhong Yiwen wrote the pen.Although no one applauded on the spot, just these two sentences have made many people put away their contempt.Those who were going to watch a good show didn't dare to guess at will.

"Thousands of blows are still strong, let the wind from southeast to northwest."

"Good! Good poem, good poem, good poem!" A student stood up and applauded almost immediately after listening to the poem.Afterwards, the inside of Zhuxuan seemed to be completely blasted, and there was a lot of applause, completely sweeping away the embarrassing atmosphere just now.

Bai Jingqing stared blankly at the poem Zhong Yiwen had just finished, and read it in a low voice from the beginning to the end: ""Bamboo and Stone": Hold on to the green hills and not let go, and the roots are originally in the broken rocks. Thousands of times are still strong, let Er Southeast Northwest wind."

Standing not far from Bai Jingqing, Zhong Yiwen could see Bai Jingqing's behavior clearly, and immediately laughed.

Zhong Yiwen feels that he has a very bad problem, that is, he loves talents and cherishes talents.When you see someone who suits you, you can't help but want to meddle in their own business and help.This was true for He Jianghai before, and even more so for Chen Yinuo, including Zhong Yilang later, Zhong Yiwen didn't like to be troublesome, but he often had no principles when it comes to talents.It's the same as it is today.

It turned out that Zhong Yiwen had just heard Bai Jingqing's poem, and the reaction was the same as everyone else's, thinking that this person is crazy and arrogant.But seeing Bai Jingqing standing on the stage with a flat expression, neither acting violently nor defending himself, Zhong Yiwen discovered the contradiction in this person.His eyes are very clear, but his emotions are very contradictory, which is why he made such a poem.Contacting Hou Wenchang and Tian Ping's evaluation of him, and thinking of the reputation that this person has spread to Qingzhou, Zhong Yiwen couldn't help thinking of his original body.

Kill it!

This is what the old man from the Chen family of the Zhong family in the state capital did to Yuan, but today he saw it on another person.I just don't know who is it that wants to kill Bai Jingqing so much.

Bai Jingqing is smarter than Zhong Yiwen's original body, he has already realized that he is being pushed to the cusp of the storm, he may fall down at any time, and his reputation may be ruined at any time, not to mention, he is afraid that he will encounter even greater troubles.Therefore, today, Bai Jingqing took the risk and wrote such a poem in Zhuxuan.His poem is not, as others understand, using bamboo as a metaphor for himself.Instead, from the perspective of other people, he described what Bai Jingqing looked like in other people's eyes.Whether those Yiqun or the budding ones, even those like Lingyun, aren't they the Bai Jingqing that others know?He also wants to use this poem to change other people's views on him. Even if it is negative, it is forced by the situation. Perhaps this is his helplessness and contradiction. Scholars who do not cherish their reputation.

Zhong Yiwen could understand Bai Jingqing's feelings, so he wrote down one of his favorite poems in public, saying that it was written by an elder in the family, because he just didn't want to be a deceitful person.His poem actually encourages Bai Jingqing to stick to what she insists on, even in the face of any difficulties, she must stick to her original heart and never give up easily.

Bai Jingqing understood what Zhong Yiwen meant, and this was the tacit understanding between the two of them.

However, what Zhong Yiwen didn't expect was that as soon as the news about Zhuxuan got out today, it didn't take long for him to gain the nickname "Bamboo Gentleman".Although Zhong Yiwen had said that this poem was written by the elders in the family, it was spread on his side. In addition, Zhong Yiwen was dressed in green clothes in Zhuxuan today to set off his exquisite appearance, so he deserved the title of "Bamboo Gentleman".