The first assistant of the poor family

Chapter 112 Yaojiang Poetry Club ([-])

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"Xiansheng is young, and he should take it as his duty to help the world. How can he have the idea of ​​getting rid of the world. Just now, the old man taught you to keep your heart, but he didn't teach you to escape from the world."

This Zhen Kewang is indeed a talented person, and he didn't hesitate to slap himself in the face to persuade Xie Shen not to be world-weary!
Xie Shen was overjoyed when he heard this sentence.This is what he was waiting for!The difficulty of the imperial examination is more difficult than going to the blue sky.It was hard for him to pass the five tests, and he won the honor of a scholar, so how could he give up halfway.He wrote this poem just to see if Zhen Kewang is a real celebrity.If Zhen Kewang is noncommittal about this poem, it proves that he is indeed a real celebrity, and Xie Shen will not have much to say.

But if Zhen Kewang turned around and persuaded him not to have the idea of ​​being world-weary and secluded like he is now, it would prove that he is also a person who wants to admire fame.

Of course, it is a matter of great face to let the famous person Zhen Kewang put down his arrogance to persuade a junior.

Xie Shen cupped his hands at him and said, "Students must take Master Zhen's teachings to heart."

You respect me one foot, I respect you one foot, this is Xie Shen's philosophy of life.

"This round, Xie Xiansheng still wins!"

Boss Zhen received Xie Shen's guarantee, and he was confident, Shi Shiran said.

Sun Chuan's complexion at this moment can be described as livid.There are countless people in the Drunkard Poetry Club, but without exception, Xie Shen "cuts them under the horse."

This young man is so powerful that he can't find a way to suppress him at all.

This is the Yaojiang Poetry Club, the poems can't compare, so we can't really send someone up to beat this guy up.

The last member of the Drunkard's Poetry Club was Yue Chun, whose strength could only be considered above average in the Drunkard's Poetry Club. Sun Chuan had given up hope and waited helplessly for Mr. Zhen to come up with a question.

"Since it's the last round, let's end with Jiangnan!"

It can be seen that Master Zhen really has feelings for the scenery of his hometown, so he made an exception and once again asked the two to write a poem on the theme of Jiangnan.

According to the rules, naturally Yue Chun should write the poem first.This topic has been posed once, Yue Chun has enough time to think, maybe he already has a draft, and recited it immediately without procrastination.

"Yaojiang's spring water is as light as smoke, and the people in Nomura want to board the boat
The setting sun and the shadows of flowers and lonely sails are exhausted, and a touch of emerald green goes to Bichuan. "

Xie Shen thought in his heart that this poem is too mediocre.

Now it is obvious that Yue Chun's mentality has collapsed, and he just wants to write a poem to end.Because he knew that no matter how good his poems were, the young student opposite him named Xie Shen could always overwhelm him with better poems.That being the case, why should he make things difficult for himself and make trouble for himself.

Master Zhen didn't comment on it, maybe he thought the poem was so mediocre that it didn't have a bright spot.His eyes rolled slightly and landed on Xie Shen.Xie Shen nodded after getting the hint, and started to walk up and down.

After seven steps, he casually recited the Tao.

"After the rain, you can see the mountains and green surrounding the city, and the mirrors are just beginning to roll and half of the lake is bright.

Lotus fish play in the spring, and people on the bridge walk through the painting.

There are no vulgar things in the cooking wine glasses, and the removal of the mat and hat is enough for leisure.

The water wind suddenly sent coolness like this, and the new cicada swayed once or twice. "

"Using "Mirror Yin Chuan" to describe the lake after the rain, it is really amazing. The fish swim in the lake, and pedestrians step on the bridge. The wine is clear and vulgar, which shows the leisure. "

This time it was Wang Shouwen who cheered for Xie Shen.

They have been depressed for a long time, and their emotions can finally burst out.Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Xie Shen's poem is better than Yue Chun's.The Haitang Poetry Club really relied on Xie Shen to complete the reversal!

Wang Zhang clenched his fists tightly and looked at Master Zhen expectantly.

What could be more exciting than disgraced Sun Chuan?At this moment, Wang Zhang only felt happy in his heart.

"Which one of the poems is better or worse, you two must have already figured it out."

Boss Zhen paused, and said in a harmonious voice, "Xie Shen wins again!"

Following Mr. Zhen's decision, Xie Shen finally let out a sigh of relief.It's really not a good thing to please people in a verbal battle.

He is the only one with a great burden, and naturally only he knows how it feels.

He has countless manuscripts, so he is not afraid of poetry.

But this time, he counts one as ten. If he recites so many poems in one go, if Mr. Zhen doesn't like one of them, he will lose.A person has only one chance to play, and the competition system cannot be resurrected. There are too many accidental factors.

In this way, not to mention whether Sun Chuan would take away the last student quota, but at least in terms of momentum, Wang Zhang fell behind Sun Chuan.

Help people to the end, send Buddha to the west.Since Xie Shen promised to help Wang Zhang, he absolutely must suppress Sun Chuan's arrogance.

This time he could be said to have gained a lot of limelight at the poetry meeting, but Wang Zhang himself did not perform too brilliantly, at best he could be regarded as quite satisfactory.Fortunately, Sun Chuan was the loser, so Wang Zhang had the upper hand.

But Sun Chuan, who was not far away, was puzzled.He shook his head again and again, unable to figure out how he lost.

This young man doesn't look like a great Confucian. How can he be so talented at such a young age? Could it be that he is a child prodigy once in a hundred years?

"The chief of Xie really deserves his reputation, Lu admires it!"

Lu Lin didn't know when he came to Xie Shen's side, and bowed his hands.

Xie Shen heard Wang Zhang mention this person, who seems to be the founder of Yuelu Poetry Club.

"Everyone knows that the term "Linjiang Immortal" was written by Xie An for the first time!"

Xie Shen murmured in his heart that something was wrong, this Lu Lin was so ruthless that he wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone!
Sure enough, Elder Zhen asked with interest: "What about "Linjiang Immortal", Lu Xiansheng might as well sing it for the old man to listen to."

"Students obey!"

Lu Lin glanced at Xie Shen triumphantly, and then chanted impassionedly: "The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wipe out the heroes. Right and wrong are turned away. The green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for a few times. The white-haired fisherman Jiang Zhu Come on, I am used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet again. So many things from ancient to modern times are all jokes!"

All the living beings were dumbfounded when they heard him recite the "Linjiang Immortal".It took a long time for them to realize that the word was not made by Lu Lin, and they all turned their attention to Xie Shen.

Scholars really have the most flamboyant intestines, this Lu Lin is really a scheming man.
But Xie Shen didn't have anything to be afraid of, the soldiers came to block the water and cover him with soil.

"Xie Xiansheng, did you really write this word?"

Now Mr. Zhen is a little puzzled.

Xie Shen is only 13 years old. He may be able to compose many wonderful poems at this age, but the poem just now is obviously not for his age.

Then there are only two possibilities, one is that Xie Shen is really a once-in-a-century child prodigy.Second, this poem was plagiarized by him.

Xie Shen shook his head, what should come is still here.

(End of this chapter)