famous poison doctor

Chapter 214 Hidden Head Poem

At this time, many people looked at Lu Zhengxuan. He had just passed the exam recently, and he became popular again in the poetry club. It seemed that he had real talent and learning. There are still many people who look down on En Zezi's status, but they don't dare to despise him unscrupulously.

Fang Qingluo was not familiar with the other three, and he didn't take it to heart. When he looked at the woman, four poems hung out.

"Wow, Qing Luo, Pian Chu, your poems have been selected, amazing!" Lu Jinling sent someone to inquire, so the news was the fastest.

"Then who are the other two?" Fang Qingluo asked hastily.

Lu Jinling's face collapsed, "It's Mu Yirou and Sun Jingxian. Sun Jingxian almost entered the top three last year. This year should be her last year to participate. It seems that she has put in all her strength. That Mu Yirou's poem is also good, and there are some Ready to come."

"Is it possible to cheat?" Dou Wenyan asked quietly.

Zhou Yunlan shook her head, "The test questions are determined by the dean and several respected gentlemen. Even the prince and princess cannot get the test questions in advance. There should be no problem of cheating."

"If you are interested, please ask many literati who are excellent poets to prepare poems of various themes in advance, and then if there are a few poems in the poetry meeting, it will be of some use." Lu Jinling said.

Fang Qingluo nodded. This is the same as the teacher guessing the questions for the students before the college entrance examination, except that there are unified and clear answers to the modern questions, and the poetry is completely improvised. It is also cheating, of course she is cheating herself, so she will not comment on this.

"It's not impossible, but it's too time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it may not be possible to cover it up? People who are not particularly rich can't do it at all." Wang Hanxuan said.

Everyone thought of the queen mother, and no one was easy to answer, so they stopped mentioning this matter.

Not far away, Mu Yirou looked at Fang Qingluo, and nodded to Fang Qingluo very gracefully. In the eyes of outsiders, Mu Yirou is still that gentle and polite woman, even though she was ill before and made a fuss. It's a joke, but the writing is even better.

Fang Qingluo also smiled generously at Mu Yirou, waved at her enthusiastically, and said loudly, "Sister Rou, come on, don't disappoint the support of the big guys, you must get the top three!"

Dou Wenyan and the others looked at Fang Qingluo's "pure" face, and almost didn't laugh. They held back the smile for a long time before they suppressed the smile. Not far away, Mu Yirou tried her best to look natural, but her face His expression stiffened.

Fang Qingluo looked away in a good mood. Now it seemed that Mu Yirou was likely to be in the top three, so she had to work hard to prevent Mu Yirou from succeeding.

"The second round of poetry competition begins. The topic is acrostic poems, and the content is required to be related to oneself." The dean raised the question again, and everyone started discussing before the words fell. The second question this year has become more difficult. Ordinary people do not need to continue to participate.

Dou Wenyan said with a bitter face, "I'm at the end of the game, so please do your best."

Zhou Yunlan looked at Fang Qingluo and said, "Qingluo, are you sure? Think about it quickly, I have confidence in you."

Fang Qingluo frowned. This Tibetan acrostic poem is not easy to write, and it has to be related to oneself. What kind of poem is suitable for it?

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Dai Pianjue had already started writing on the paper, and it seemed that she had come up with something suitable. Zhou Yunlan also barely thought of a song, but she kept shaking her head after finishing writing, as if she couldn't understand it. Not so satisfied.

When Fang Qingluo was worried, a story suddenly popped up in his mind, that is, Li Tiaoyuan, a poet during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, went to Beijing for an examination, and met a group of literati in the academy discussing poetry and prose. That is, a poem:
Li Bai's poems have been passed down through the ages, and his tunes are unique and elegant.How many coquettish guests in the Yuan and Ming Dynasties bowed their heads for the Sri Lankan people.

What he wrote was a Tibetan acrostic poem, connecting each word, which is the four characters "Li Tiaoyuan Ye", which just answered the questions asked by everyone.The form is special, different, and quite talented.

Fang Qingluo thought about it quickly, and changed the poem,
Layman Fangzheng has a good reputation, and the common people in blue shirts are of high character.There are so many coquettish guests in Kyoto, but they also bow down for the Sri Lankan people.

Fangzheng Layman was a famous scholar in the period of the first emperor. He was not only elegant in poetry, but also noble in character and upright. That's why he got the title of "Fangzheng Layman". The respect of all literati.

Moreover, Layman Fangzheng had also studied in Tianan Academy, so almost everyone in Tianan Academy did not know Layman Fangzheng. Fang Qingluo also heard Mr. Zheng mention it in the classics and history class a few days ago.

The poems were handed in again, waiting for the judges' selection.

Dou Wenyan got up and said that she was going to go to the bathroom, and when she came back, she happily said to everyone: "You know whose poem I saw just now, I am so ridiculous."

Everyone became curious and clamored not to let her play tricks, so let's talk about it quickly.

"I saw Feng Chengxian's poem. He really deserves to be the number one idiot. He actually wrote: The phoenix spreads its wings and flies in the sky, and the sound of its roar shakes the forest. Monkeys, horses, leopards and rabbits all avoid, and I am an idler in Kyoto." Dou Wenyan laughed and trembled, "He wrote about monkeys, he really thought he was here to play monkeys."

Everyone laughed, and Fang Qingluo also laughed, but only she knew that Feng Chengxian did it on purpose, to become the laughing stock of everyone, and to make herself a self-righteous and annoying idiot.

At this time, the selected poems were all hung up. There were two poems for men and one poem for women. Everyone became nervous, and finally found that the poem was not their own. Balanced again.

The girl's song was written by Sun Jingxian. It seems that it should not be a problem for her to take the first place this year. She really has real talent.

There was still Wu Haoran among the men, Fang Qingluo couldn't help but glanced in the direction of Wu Haoran in the distance, there were many young masters around him, but he looked a little serious, and no one dared to laugh like a classmate with him .

Suddenly, Wu Haoran also looked at Fang Qingluo, the corners of his mouth were cracked to reveal his white teeth, he smiled and nodded to Fang Qingluo.Fang Qingluo was stunned for a moment, then smiled generously and nodded to say hello, as a result, this scene was seen by many people.

"Qing Luo, do you know Wu Haoran?" Dai Pianlu asked, but her expression was slightly unnatural.

"Let's nod acquaintances, let's say hello or something." Fang Qingluo said casually, the ghost knows whether she is familiar with Wu Haoran.

Dou Wenyan pouted and said, "Why haven't you mentioned it before, are you embarrassed? Could it be that you..."

Dai Pianjue's complexion was even worse, Fang Qingluo glared at Dou Wenyan, and said, "Don't guess, think about my previous virtues, and I'll tell you that I know Wu Haoran. I want to get in touch with him. Besides, isn’t it just a classmate meeting to say hello? How can I have the nerve to tell people everywhere that I know him.”

Dou Wenyan sounds reasonable, but she also thinks it is unreasonable. In the end, Fang Qingluo was probably shy and embarrassed to mention it.

At this time, the dean said again: "There is a very strange poem here. Although the language is simple and it has not been posted, it has a good meaning. It is written about Fang Zheng, a layman who once went out of our academy. He hides his name and introduction, and also implies the author himself. I hope everyone can learn from this classmate about my character requirements in dealing with people, so let me read it for you here."

When Fang Qingluo's poem was read by the dean, Dou Wenyan and the others almost stopped cheering. It was Fang Qingluo who kept telling them "low-key, low-key" that they forcibly endured it.

"Qing Luo, you don't know. Of course it's good that the poems are posted, but the dean can read them in person in public. In the past three years, there are really not many people. You are the only female student." Zhou Yunlan said excitedly.

"Ah?" Fang Qingluo exclaimed, it's over, this is a big hit.

Sure enough, many women around looked at Fang Qingluo, with envy, jealousy, and hatred in their eyes. Of course, Mu Yirou's hatred was the strongest, but her expression on her face was graceful and well concealed.

The dean announced again, "After two rounds, the men Fang Wu Haoran, Zhou Youlin, and Wang Hanzhi ranked the top three, and the women Fang Sun Jingxian, Fang Qingluo, and Dai Pianlue ranked the top three. There are still two rounds to come. The students can work hard." The dean laughed a few times very unkindly, it seemed that he liked to see the students fighting with their heads broken.

From this point of view, Mu Yirou's Tibetan acrostic poem was not done well, so Fang Qingluo and Dai Pianlu pushed it to the back.

"Now is the rest time for the two sticks of incense. Everyone is confident, but don't miss the next competition." The dean said again.

Even though there were only two rounds, but a lot of time has passed. As soon as they heard about the break, some people got up to move around, and some went to the toilet together. Dou Wenyan had only been there before, so she took the initiative to stay to see the seats, and called Fang Qingluo and the others hurried back, two of them might win the top three, and they must be more nervous than the others.

Fang Qingluo and the others walked towards the latrine together. There were many people on the road, and they met Wu Haoran and the others as they walked. Unexpectedly, Lu Zhengxuan and Wu Haoran were also together. the taste of.

Wu Haoran immediately greeted Fang Qingluo with a smile, "I didn't expect Qingluo to be so good at writing. I was really clumsy before."

When everyone heard that Huan Qingluo was so kind, they couldn't help but listen to their ears curiously, wanting to hear how well the two of them knew each other.

"Where is there any literary talent, it's just a fluke that allowed me to piece together a few sentences. If I really want to compare with Brother Wu and Senior Sister Sun, I will be far behind." Fang Qingluo said modestly, it's not that she is hypocritical, she is really capable, She copied the ancients, so she has the nerve to say that she has literary talents.

"It's really rare for you to be so neither arrogant nor impetuous. No wonder Zhengxuan is full of praise for you." Wu Haoran took a few steps closer as he spoke, apparently intending to have a good chat with Fang Qingluo.

(End of this chapter)