Vol 6 Chapter 1070: Ten poems

"Really?" Liu Xu also smiled. He shrugged and said helplessly: "I dare to tell you frankly that after my analysis just now, the seeds of hatred have been planted...Do you believe it?"

"Humph! Ghosts believe you!"

Yuan Tan glanced at Liu Xu disdainfully, then tilted his head, as if he felt ashamed to even look at him.

Liu Xu smiled, then turned to Yuan Xi and asked, "What about you?"

"I don't believe it." Yuan Xi objected directly.

"You have already believed it." Liu Xu said: "You have already believed it."

"Excessive self-confidence is arrogance." Yuan Xi said, shaking his head.

"Excessive modesty is pretending." Liu Xu countered, "Of course, you are not a humble person."

"Thank you." Yuan Xi looked at the old housekeeper, and said, "Is it going to be the ugly one?"

The old housekeeper was taken aback, and immediately reacted, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said, "The second master is free, and the second master is free."

What Liu Xu said just now was a bit shocking, and the three sons of the Yuan family were sure to have a gap in their hearts when he said so.

Although they knew this was Liu Xu's trick, it would also lead to the growth of distrust among the brothers. In the end, there was always only one person who inherited Yuan Shao's family business.

Yuan Xi made a poem, which is not bad. It should be his own work.

As for Yuan Shang, he also chanted a song, which was not obvious enough and a little absent-minded. He actually mispronounced a few words, and he was ashamed and lost his home.

Fortunately, apart from Liu Xu, no one dared to laugh at him.

Yuan Tan came to power first, Liu Xu came second, Yuan Xi came third, and Yuan Shang came fourth.

When the third son Yuan Shang came to power, he made a very obscene gesture to Liu Xu, which made Liu Xu, an upright gentleman, feel that the child was really obscene, and he was relieved by scolding him for dozens of obscene words in his heart.

After that, six literati came to the stage, and the works were not bad or bad, much worse than Liu Xu.

Seeing that the candidate has been decided, the old butler glanced at the location of Zhen Mi, and then said: "The ten young masters who can stand on the stage are all outstanding from the literati and scholars. You will have the second round of competition. , Only by passing the second round of the test can you enter the third stage. Now, our lady will announce the items for the second round."

As soon as the old housekeeper's voice fell, Zhen Mi in the curtain waved his hand. The maid made it clear and immediately ordered people to "plug" two rows of flagpoles on the ring. The flagpoles were about ten meters apart, ten in each row, about half a meter apart.

After all the flagpoles were ready, Zhen Mi said: "You sons choose the flagpoles corresponding to them in the order in which they are on stage, stand at the point, and each time they make a poem, they can take a step and reach the opposite flagpole. Back again, if you can reach the origin within half an hour, you will even pass the second level."

"In addition, the poem must be related to the stars and the moon. Today's moon is so beautiful. It shouldn't be difficult for everyone to write according to the situation."

What is not difficult? Compared with the first level, this second level is a lot more difficult. If you go to a distance of 20 meters, you have to write more than a dozen poems, and it is about Xingyue, even the content is limited. Up.

auzw.com Sure enough, at this question, the audience suddenly clashed, and even the literati Mo scholars on the stage also showed wry smiles, shaking their heads and sighing.

Liu Xu felt very boring, this gathering was really boring.

The three Yuan brothers knew the title beforehand, and they must have remembered those poems one by one. At this moment, the competition was just memorizing a few poems, that is, a ten-year-old child like a city.

It's not a real literary contest, so Liu Xu feels boring.

At the beginning of the competition, it was as expected by Liu Xu. The three masters of the Yuan family didn't even think about it. After reading a song and taking a step, the feelings were just like reciting sutras without any pause.

It didn't take half an hour. Before the time for a stick of incense, the three Yuan family brothers returned to the original point.

Seeing that Liu Xu hadn't taken a step, Yuan Shang burst out laughing and said, "Liu Xu, didn't you just say what Ting could say? Why are you dumb now? Isn't it?"

After hearing this, Liu Xu was very angry. A man must not say that he can't do it. This kid said that he can't do it. He really should be beaten.

"There is still such a long time, why are you in a hurry? The emperor is not in a hurry, so don't worry about it for me."

"You...you can write poetry if you have the ability. Don't just play around and don't do things. You Liu Xu are not very capable? Rise from the end of the day and create a huge family business. Everyone praises you and respects you, even I can bear it. Can't help but want to admire you!" Yuan Shang said.

"You said that, it made me think you were complimenting me." Liu Xu smiled and said loudly: "Aren't you going to listen to my poems? Hey, in fact, I really don't want to speak, I'm really afraid of your inferiority!" "

Yes, people are really endless when they become narcissistic.

"Since everyone wants to listen, I'll just make a few of them!" Liu Xu glanced around at the crowd, with a slightly curved mouth. It was a playful smile. "The three of you are all five-character poems. People are different and have created a new genre called... Qiyan Quatrains!"

"Last night's stars and last night's wind, Guitang East on the west side of the painting building. There is no color phoenix flying wings in the body, and the heart is clear.

As soon as this poem came out, everyone present was sluggish...

Liu Xu took a step forward, the second, the third...the ninth...

Liu Xu read poems aloud and leaped slowly.

Beneath the sky full of stars and the bright moonlight, it is like an immortal, with a folding fan and a white coat, like an immortal in the dust!

Everyone listened quietly and carefully recalled, as if enjoying a feast of poetry.

"The mica screen has a deep candle shadow, and the river is gradually falling and the sun is sinking. Chang'e should regret stealing the "medicine", the blue sea and the blue sky and the heart of the night."

Liu Xu finished reading this poem loudly and took a step forward vigorously.

Then, he turned around dashingly and shouted at the woman behind the curtain: "Miss Zhen, these dozen or so poems I have written can still be like yours?"

Zhen Mi didn't know how to evaluate Liu Xu. Her mind was "chaotic". The last sentence "Chang'e should regret stealing the "medicine", Bihaiqingtianyeyexin." It was more like a blockbuster. Booming in her mind, isn't this the best portrayal of her real life?

……..