Zhenguan Wenzong System

Chapter 74

At the end of the three rounds, there were only 12 people left in the end.

Several of these 12 people were students of Guozixue, and the remaining few people also had some poetic names in Chang'an.Being able to stay until the end, the level of these people is naturally not low.

There is no need for Luo Yan and the others to draw lots for this tiebreaker, all they need to do is wait for the judges to come up with questions.

After discussing among several judges on stage for a while, the final topic came out.The request turned out to be to write about New Year's Eve again.

When they entered the door just now, everyone had already racked their brains to write about Yuan Xi, but now they suddenly had such a repetitive topic again, and it was quite difficult.

If it is already difficult to repeat the topic, then the next rule is quite cheating.It is actually required to complete it within half a stick of incense, otherwise it will be eliminated directly.

Some people have started to complain off the field. Originally, writing poetry is not something that can be accomplished overnight.And it couldn't be more difficult to write a second poem on the same subject within a short period of time.Immediately, someone started to make a fuss: "You guys can't afford it, you made it clear that you don't want people to take this good wine away, right? I thought I would see a fight between dragons and tigers this time, but I want to set some broken rules, you Poetry is like going to the latrine, even if you don’t have one, you can go in and pretend.”

"That's right, even though I said I can't drink good wine, but watching someone win back this good wine, it's worth the trip. Who knew it would be so disgusting."

"There is a shady scene. I will never come to your house to drink again."

"You? You've never been here before, okay? If your companion hadn't brought you, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to get in in this life."

"You're not the same, why should Tian Shehan make things difficult for Tian Shehan?"

"Stop arguing, if the Jiannan Shaochun of the past ten years cannot be taken away, I will come here every day to scold the street."

"It's just a few days before Chunzhong, so call me when you scold me, and I want to scold you too."

……

No matter how noisy the sunflower seed eating crowd off the stage is, the judges on the stage just won't change the rules.No way, let's start writing poetry.

In fact, the remaining twelve people feel embarrassed not because they can't write poems.When I just wrote the first song, I left a lot of broken sentences in my mind. If I want to write at this time, it will definitely come in handy.But it's one thing to write it, it's another to be able to outperform other people.

After three rounds, there was basically no one on the field who didn't know them.The purpose of becoming famous has basically been achieved.Even the last pot of wine, in fact, some people here don't care.An altar of ten-year-old Jiannan Shaochun is only a few dozen taels of silver. Although this bibliography is the money spent in a lifetime for some ordinary people, but for some rich and wealthy families, it is nothing more than the private money of these children .

When it comes to poetry competitions, what they really want to compete for is face. These people don't want to be told that they are inferior to others in poetry writing.

Luo Yan had no choice but to keep recalling the poems he found just now in his mind.

A scholar had already written a poem and handed it in while others were still thinking about it.Only the person who read the poems shouted at the top of their voices: "It is suspected to be a banquet of the fair, and the Emperor Qing is coming.

Hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, and the bright moon is shining.

The star falls in Han Yi, and the moon hangs on the building.

Looking back on the beauty, the glory is still shining. "

Basically, there is nothing outstanding, but in order to identify the best of the twelve, the judges did not give any comments at the moment.

Although Luo Yan has always been copying poems, but with the increasing reading volume recently, at least the ability to taste has been developed.Now hearing that the poems written by this person in a hurry are not as high as the previous three rounds, I feel relieved a lot.There is no way, this guy has already been eliminated in Luo Yan's heart.

The remaining eleven people, including Luo Yan, began to feel pressure at this moment.Although this poem is not well written, at least someone has already submitted a work. Counting the thinking just now and listening to this guy's poem now, a lot of time has been wasted.There can be no further delay.

Holding the mentality of dying or dying, two more scholars submitted their works.However, under the pressure of the first scholar, these two also fell short of the standard, and they were slightly better than the first.At this moment, only Luo Yan and the others were left, and the incense sticks in the incense burner were almost exhausted.

How long can the half-stick incense last, Luo Yan can only choose the one he is most reluctant to part with.

Pick up a pen, write down your own poem on paper, and hand it in. Luo Yan is already the tenth.The remaining two people also handed in their own works immediately after Luo Yan handed in the poem draft.

Right now, four poems are being read one after the other.In fact, this is the best way to compare the level of poetry. Of course, if the level is not much different, then the biggest possibility is that whoever hears first will benefit.

Things like judging the best of the field are actually very painful.For example, the song that Luo Yan plagiarized this time is Ouyang Xiu's "Sheng Cha Zi".New Year's Eve".Although there are not so many words and phrases piled up, this poem is absolutely fine in terms of artistic conception and emotion.

"Last year on the first night of the Yuan Dynasty, the lights of the flower market were as bright as day.

Willow head on the moon, after dusk.

On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and the lights are still there.

I don't see the person from last year, and the sleeves of the spring shirt are wet with tears. "

Duo Duo made a perfect summary of the encounter on the Shangyuan Festival.

There are many people who have experienced this kind of experience. During the Lantern Festival, there were many beautiful girls in Chang'an City.Whether by coincidence or on purpose, encounters like this happen every year.There are even quite a few people who decide to live privately, but the ending is usually very miserable, and the details are too cruel to describe.

So after listening to Luo Yan's poem, everyone was surprisingly able to understand what was going on.Compared with some people just now who wrote a lot of words that people don't understand to pretend to be cross, in the eyes of everyone, Luo Yan is naturally a little cuter.He is simply a warm-hearted man.

The rest is left for the judges to make trouble.

The current style of writing is indeed more respected and gorgeous.But it doesn't mean that everyone doesn't understand how good a poem can touch people's hearts but with simple words.Of course, Luo Yan also has competitors, because the other party is not only gorgeous in words, but also expresses his feelings in this poem.So these judges are in trouble.

There is only one jar of wine, but there are two good poems. Now it is not easy to choose one as the best one tonight.

At this point, the judges were completely speechless.

Fortunately, some acted decisively, thinking that the old Confucianism said to several other judges: "If you want me to say, the best poem tonight is not among the twelve, but in the second round. Luo Yan's "Snow" ", is as simple as the poems in Benlun, but it has my Confucian benevolence. I don't choose poems, I choose Luo Yan."

What the old Confucian said gave a lot of inspiration to those present.Their eyes were no longer gloomy about the decisive round, and they dug out the poems of the first three rounds of the 12 people who had already been selected, and took them out to appreciate together with the works of this round.Looking at it this way, the gap is naturally reflected.

Luo Yan's four poems in three rounds and one game can all be called masterpieces that have been sung for a while, but in comparison, others' poems are much inferior.

So the judges didn't have to worry about other things, and directly chose Luo Yan as the final winner.

Once the news was announced, there was an uproar in the field.Those who know Luo Yan are open-minded, so naturally they applaud Luo Yan.As for Luo Yan's two groups of relatives and friends, there was a burst of shouting and shouting from below, and Luo Yan couldn't believe it because of the excitement.

However, the contents of the two shouts are not the same.

The little girl Ying'er was really happy for Luo Yan. After all, she felt a sense of pride in being so prominent in front of so many people, but she kept telling the people around her that she was Luo Yan's relatives and friends.But Qu Tuquan is really a bit unbearable.

"Luo Yan, go get the wine and let me have a sip."

"Luo Yan, let's go to Jiyaxuan to stay overnight."

"Luo Yan, the flower wine tonight will be the Jiannan Shaochun from the past ten years."

"Luo Yan, you don't need to bring anything except wine."

Qu Tuquan's yelling was not the same, but there was a core, that is, Luo Yan would bring wine with him to Jiyaxuan tonight.

Qu Tuquan taught a lot of children bad at once, he just yelled a few times, and this time he followed one after another.

"Luo Yan, I'm yours tonight, I'll take you with you, and you with the wine."

"Luo Yan, I'll give you as many girls as you want tonight, just give me the wine."

What's more: "Luo Yan, let's use your prize for tonight's toast." The person who said this was actually a man.After hearing this, Luo Yan only wanted to go out and vomit.After living for more than ten years, tonight was the most molested, and there are still people who want to turn around.

But the applause was also accompanied by a lot of scolding. Some relatives and friends saw that their friends did not get the final reward. Under the mental imbalance, they continued to criticize the judges and Luo Yan, and one by one began to shout that there was something wrong.

What kind of people are the judges? These few are usually pampered, even if they live in a poor life, but the pride of the scholars has not been lost. Now that someone scolds themselves, how can they bear it.A younger judge stood up and yelled: "Shut up. Tonight's decisive round, there is no distinction between good and bad. Although there is no good or bad poetry, there is a difference between the top and bottom. I thought that Luzhou Luo Yan has a heart for the common people, and he has the heart of a Confucian benevolent man. How can you wait for these people who are sitting here knocking melon seeds and making a fuss? A hundred taels of silver, worth no less than this altar of Jiannan Shaochun, is waiting for you here."

Well, this guy's fiery temper immediately overwhelmed the audience. In the end, he could only watch silently as the steward of the restaurant gave Luo Yan a jar of about ten catties.

　Thank you book friends Dahei Tianmo, Feng Jixun, Lan Xunde, and Qishang for their rewards. Suddenly there is a helmsman, Xiaodao feels so excited that he is going to explode.Not much to say, continue to code words, the second is to try my best before twelve o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)