Datang New Giants

Chapter 147

"This year's Magpie Bridge Seize the Lantern is very well done."

"That is, the lantern tower is higher and more gorgeous than last year, and even more talented people participated."

"In the past, there were three or five A-levels in one night, but this time I only read two songs, and there are three A-levels in total, which is really exciting."

"Of course, the first two poems are excellent works. It's not surprising that they won the first class. I hope there will be more excellent works in the future. It's not in vain that I came here from Qingzhou."

After publishing two excellent works in a row, the atmosphere at the scene began to improve, and people had greater expectations for the following poems.

The three servants in charge of singing put forth all their strength and sang each poem in turn. The five judges on the judging table began to get busy, commenting and scoring each poem non-stop. Slowly began to argue, but fortunately Sun Shiyong has rich experience and kept mediating and negotiating.

The judges' seat was lively, and the crowd below the lamp tower slowly became silent.

While reading ten poems, although they are well written, some of them are chanting ambitions with flowers, chanting things with flowers, and expressing emotions with flowers, but there are few outstanding points, and there are no amazing lines.

It can be seen from the scores that there are three A in the first two poems, and ten poems in a row, there is no A, only one B is above, three B are in, and the rest are not B, then C, and some people get C in the evaluation.

Obviously, the taste of the audience has made the first two songs higher.

When I read poem No.17, the calm atmosphere suddenly surged again.

To recite Fang Shiqiang's poems.

"It's started, it's started." Zheng Zihan in the box suddenly became excited.

This event of Shueisha was promoted by Zheng Zihan. Zheng Zihan worked so hard to see Fang Shiqiang.

Xiao Ruo'er said with some disdain: "Zihan, aren't you just a young scholar, you are also a lady from a famous family after all, wouldn't you be more reserved?"

So what about talented people, they don't even have any fame, and their backgrounds are ordinary, so what if they enter the official career, such as the leaders of the famous families like the seven clans and five surnames, even the Li clan is not in their eyes, what is a mere Jiangnan talented person.

Fortunately, there were no outsiders, otherwise it would be to discredit famous families.

"That's right." Wang Rongrong hugged Zheng Zihan's neck and said in a gruff voice, "Zihan, you have to be reserved and give up Mr. Fang to your sister."

Zheng Yanzhi suddenly said, "Two little rascals."

"Sister Zhi, how do you say this?" Zheng Zihan asked a little puzzled.

"Yes, Yanzhi, why do you disparage your two good sisters like this?" Wang Rongrong asked with a puzzled expression.

Zheng Yanzhi glanced at them, and said unhurriedly: "Didn't you hear what the surname Fang said just now, that he can control the five girls at night, isn't that what you all like? Well, the name also makes you feel secretly happy. "

"Hee hee hee, what Xiao Zhi said is too correct."

"That's right, two little rambunctious hoofs, they just happen to be together."

"You two are too embarrassing for us, sisters, and we're kicking these two little rascals out of Shueisha."

"Wow, Zhimei actually laughed at us and lynched her."

Several women quickly laughed and huddled together.

When the gong sounded again, Zheng Zihan immediately surrendered: "Okay, okay, first listen to what poem Mr. Fang wrote, it's about the sisters' fortune."

When all the women heard this, they stopped making trouble and listened to Fang Shiqiang's poems.

I just don't like poetry, but I also want to know the outcome of the bet.

The person who sang the poem said loudly: "The title of this poem is "Golden Clothes""

"Advise you not to cherish the golden thread clothes, and advise you to cherish the youth."

As soon as the first two sentences were sung, many people immediately recognized that this was an exhortation poem.

It is not easy to write such poems as persuading students. They all speak honest words against their ears. Few people are willing to listen to other people's preaching, especially scholars. Few people are willing to admit that they are inferior to others. I don't know why.

I feel that it doesn't fit the proposition of "flower".

The first two sentences seem a little dull. Poems like this kind of foreshadowing are very delicate, and the latter must be like the finishing touch to write brilliantly. Otherwise, you won’t even get a second.

Zheng Zihan, who was on the opposite side of the box, had a worried look in his eyes. With Fang Shiqiang's reputation, if he didn't write well, he would lose.

No one noticed that Lu Ting stared at Fang Shiqiang, who was complacent, with a "Damn it" look in his eyes.

This poem is so familiar that it appeared in textbooks in later generations. Many teachers use this poem to encourage students.

The author of the poem is marked with a nameless name. I only know that it is from the Tang Dynasty. I don’t know who wrote it. I didn’t expect to hear it here.

Oh my god, that anonymous person is actually Fang Shiqiang.

Could it be that Fang Shiqiang was on the wrong team, and Li Er's boss liquidated him, so the author of that poem became anonymous?

Thunder was rolling in Lu Ting's mind for a moment.

Sure enough, the chanting person continued to sing: "The flowers bloom and the branches must be broken, don't wait for the flowers to be empty and break the branches."

As soon as the last two lines were sung, there were some voices of doubt just now, but they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The first two sentences are a bit plain and seem to be irrelevant, but the last two sentences compare youth to flowers in a metaphorical way, in order to persuade young people to cherish the good times. This is a kind of thought shared by all people. Feelings, the meaning of this poem is very easy to understand, and it can be summed up by the word "cherish time".

Every sentence in the whole poem seems to repeatedly emphasize "don't miss the good times", and each sentence has some subtle changes, repeated but not long-winded, and the loop is neither fast nor slow, forming a beautiful light melody.

After recovering, there was endless applause and applause under the lamp building, and Zheng Zizheng and Wang Rongrong in the box applauded loudly, and many members of Shueisha also applauded.

Let them write poems, but they can't write them, but it doesn't hinder their ability to appreciate them.

Zheng Yanzhi in the box did not speak, but there was a trace of complicated look in her eyes.

There was a soft "bang", Zhang Hu, a member of the etiquette department, stood up and praised loudly: "It's a good sentence [There are flowers that can be folded straight to be folded], and a good sentence [Don't wait for no flowers to break branches when there are no flowers) is vivid and expressive. It’s far away and forever, and it’s soul-stirring when you read it, good poem, good poem, this poem is for everyone.”

Speaking of this, Zhang Hu said with a smile: "Young Master Fang, it's not too much to give this poem of yours a top grade. I didn't give it because I was afraid of your pride. I hope you will continue to work hard and write more excellent works."

"Thank you Zhang Wailang for your guidance." Fang Shiqiang was overjoyed and thanked him quickly.

Kong Yingda lightly stroked his beard, nodded and said, "It is worthy of being a person trained by Wenzhong College. This poem can be simple and easy to understand, rich in philosophy, and has profound meaning. It can be handed down from generation to generation. It is a middle school."

"I didn't expect to see such a good masterpiece come out here. This trip is so worth it." Wang Yongzhi pondered for a while, and quickly said: "This old man thinks the same as Zhang Wailang. I hope you can continue to improve. Make a better masterpiece than a witch hazel coat."

Sun Huishou said with a smile: "They are all in Jiazhong, the old man also came to join me, Jiazhong."

Du Zhengzang was the only one who did not make any comments. Seeing everyone's eyes on him again, Du Zhengzang thought for a while and quickly said: "This poem is a rare and excellent work, easy to understand, and has a profound artistic conception, but this poem It’s missing a bit of surprise, it’s a good idea, but it’s not relevant enough, let’s go.”

When the singer shouted the news that Fang Shiqiang's "Golden Thread Clothes" had won the top four and the top one, the whole scene was boiling.

All five judges gave A, which is a veritable five-A poem.

Counting it, this is the seventh year for Queqiao Duodeng, and the best result is the top four and one second, that is, four top poems. It has been a long time to brag about a poem getting top three, but I didn't expect to come out with a top five poem tonight.

As soon as the Wujia poem came out, Fang Shiqiang's reputation as a talented scholar was further consolidated. For him, it was not becoming famous, but becoming famous overnight.

Yu Wenying immediately hugged Fang Shiqiang to express his encouragement, and the competitors sitting next to Fang Shiqiang also expressed their congratulations.

Only Lu Ting and Chang Sun Chong did not step forward.

Lu Ting was a little surprised at first, but soon calmed down. Chang Sun Chong's complexion was a bit bad, his hands were twisted together, and he didn't know if he was a little guilty or worried about the two thousand guan bet.

Changsun Chong's poems, one B-upper, one B-middle and three B-downs, can only be said to be quite satisfactory, even Yu Wenying can't compare with them, let alone Fang Shi.

In the box, Zheng Zihan said in disbelief: "Wujia poem, I didn't expect that there would be a Wujia poem. Mr. Fang made a move, it is different."

"Yes, it's easy to get the three armies, but hard to find a general." Wang Rongrong echoed: "Mr. Fang is the general, the great general of poetry who won the three armies."

Xiao Ruo'er nodded and said: "It is said that Fang Shiqiang is the number one talented person in the south of the Yangtze River, and his reputation is well-deserved."

Several girls said yes one after another.

Zheng Zihan said to Zheng Yanzhi with a smile: "Sister Zhi, how are you? Do you still believe in your clear probability?"

Fang Shiqiang's ability is outstanding. As soon as he participated in the competition, he was the most popular among so many contestants to win the light, but Zheng Yanzhi just didn't believe it, and even said a bunch of probability algorithms. Guess the same.

As soon as the "Golden Thread Clothes", which won the top five, came out, Fang Shiqiang must be the final winner of the magpie bridge.

Zheng Yanzhi felt a little desperate in her heart, but she still refused to admit defeat: "Sister Han, there are no absolutes in this world, President Sun has not yet announced who is the final winner, everything is still uncertain."

It's Zheng Yanzhi's style to lose without losing.

Isn't it just a piece of jewelry? I can't afford to lose.

Zheng Zihan covered her mouth with her hands and smiled and said, "Sister Zhi, don't you still think about miracles?"

He was really stubborn. Almost all the well-known ones had finished reciting. Once Fang Shiqiang’s Wujia poems came out, the rest of the poems that had not been recited just went through the motions and couldn’t make any waves.

"You'll know when you look at it."

"Okay, my sister will accompany you to see if there is the miracle that Zhimei said."

Upstairs, Lu Ting patted Chang Sun Chong on the shoulder: "Second brother, are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Sun Chong let out a long sigh: "Let Yin Shiju and that farmer slave make a deal. Boss, don't worry, the bet this time is all on the four of us."

The five best poems have all been published, and I lost to Yu Wenying, so let's not talk about the unfinished boss.

It was too unfair to lose these two thousand coins.

Lu Ting said confidently: "Why are you downcast? Who said we will definitely lose?"

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(End of this chapter)