Zhenguan Wenzong System

Chapter 226 Results and Three Rounds of Questions

Pang Wenlin took Du He three times as long to finish writing, and it was inevitable that he would be criticized when he handed in the poem draft now.

At that moment, someone sarcastically said: "Well, let me tell you, this person in his twenties is no match for a child. It took so long, I think, this round of Pang Wenlin is probably a mediocrity at best. It's a tie."

"That's right. After all, neither of them lived in the pastoral life. It's unavoidably pretentious to bring up this topic suddenly at this time. Du He came prepared, while Pang Wenlin took advantage of his knowledge. , I think this time it can only be a tie."

Many people have great expectations for this second round as well.But after all, the poem manuscripts are in the hands of the five judges at this time. Although they are a little curious, they have to wait until the judges speak.

Picking up both manuscripts, Yao Silian handed Du He's to Yu Shinan beside him, and looked at Pang Wenlin's for himself.Just looking at it, the brows began to frown.But soon, the accumulated eyebrows fell down, and without expressing his opinion, he handed the poem manuscript to Huang Xizong on the other side and said, "Brother Huang, come and take a look. I don't know what you mean by this poem?" The tone was very casual , obviously not too optimistic about this poem.

Although Huang Xizong was a little impartial, but after all, Pang Fengcheng invited him. At this moment, he was stunned to hear Yao Silian's meaning, and then he took over the poem.

Although Huang Xizong claimed to be good at poetry and prose when he was young, after so many years, the level of reciting poems and composing sentences in private has long been beyond the standard of ordinary people.After receiving Pang Wenlin's manuscript, he looked even uglier than Yao Silian.Sighing, he handed the manuscript to the last mentor Jiang, and said to Yao Silian: "Let's see how Du He's writing is. If both of them are of this level, Mr. Yao will not blame me for being shameless." .These young people have the nerve to compete after making their poems like this. It’s really shameless.”

Although the words were a bit harsh, Yao Silian actually didn't mean to object at all.

Soon Guo Yushen over there handed over Du He's manuscript.

After Yao Silian took over the manuscript, Yu Shinan said in a low voice: "This poem is interesting, Mr. Yao must not underestimate it." Before reading it, Yao Silian was surprised by Yu Shinan's evaluation.After all, Yu Shinan could be considered a good poet among them, so it's not bad to be able to say that at this moment.

Looking down, I saw Du He's immature handwriting:
"Cultivate the fields during the day and grow hemp at night, and the sons and daughters of the village are in charge of their families.

The children and grandchildren did not give up farming and weaving, and they also learned how to grow melons by Sangyin. "

After reading it once, Yao Silian slapped the table and shouted "Hello".

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, although it was a bit disrespectful to make such actions, Yao Silian didn't feel blushed at all.Instead, he kept shouting hello and handed the paper to Huang Xizong.

With so many people staring at him in the hall, seeing Yao Silian's action, he knew that the song he was holding must have a better chance of winning.But after a long distance, no one could see exactly whose poem Yao Silian had in his hand.Therefore, he could only stretch his neck to look at it from below, as if he could see the piece of paper in Huang Xizong's hand at this moment.

Pang Wenlin had always been anxious, but now he heard Yao Silian's applause, and he felt a little hopeful and a little panicked.He hoped that Yao Silian's well-appreciated poems would be his own share, and his panic was because he was afraid that his hopes would fail.

He just sat upright and waited for the judges to speak, but now he leaned his head upwards, wanting Teacher Jiang to tell him the result.

However, just when Teacher Jiang was about to act.Huang Xizong pulled him away, then handed over the poem, and said, "You should read this poem too, ah, I think today, Pang Wenlin is a little bit overwhelmed."

It was just for Mr. Jiang to read it, so Yao Silian asked: "How many people, what do you think of this round?"

How else to look at it, even if Teacher Jiang wanted to pick a thorn, he could find something wrong.Could it be said that this was prepared by Du He in advance?No, Pang Wenlin wrote very quickly in the first round. There is no evidence for this matter. If he framed a child for nothing, can he still live in the scholarly circle?

Yu Shinan and Huang Xizong said at the same time: "Du." And Guo Yushen was very detailed: "Whether it is time or quality, in my opinion, it can only be Du He. Yao Gong, you can announce it. No one thinks about it." Oppose." This remark was indeed from Teacher Jiang.Originally, the judging should be impartial, but in the first round, Teacher Jiang's words were a bit biased, which made him very unhappy.

This remark made Teacher Jiang angry for a while, but Guo Yushen was not a small person in the scholar forest, so he could only look at him in embarrassment at this moment, and turned his head away.

Standing up, Yao Silian said: "This round, Du He won. As for the poems of the two, they will be handed down later. You can read them yourself. I won't comment too much."

This is a very interesting thing.As a reviewer, not only review, but more importantly, review.A piece of evaluation can not only add a lot of color to an already good poem, but more importantly, it can make people who don't know much about poetry understand what is written.But this time Yao Silian just said a result like this, how could he satisfy the people below.

Seeing Yao Silian's status as an important official in the literary world, the people below were just making trouble, not scolding.But this is not important anymore, soon someone copied a few copies of Du He's and Pang Wenlin's poems, signed them, and distributed them to everyone in the hall.

It's a pity that I can't hear Yao Silian's commentary on poems, so I let myself watch it.Most of the people present have read poetry and books, and it is not surprising that they will not be able to appreciate them.It was noisy for about half an hour before it quieted down.However, everyone who read Du He's poems cast admiring eyes on him.As for those who have seen Pang Wenlin, hehe, they cast a disgusted glance, and many people cursed secretly: "Is this also called poetry?"

On Luo Yan's side, the scene has already been bustling.Some people who have a good relationship with Du He on weekdays came to congratulate Du He one by one.As for the older ones, they also came up one after another to touch Du He's little head and kept approving.Originally, this matter had something to do with Qu Tuquan, and he had always linked the outcome with his own face. Seeing that Du He had won, he kept making promises to Du He, and he almost admitted that he was Du He. grandson.

After accepting the contempt for half an hour, Pang Wenlin finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said with a dark face, "Mr. Yao, judges, I think it's time for the third round."

Feeling so angry at this moment, Pang Wenlin wanted to get it back from the third round.Just now he just suffered from unpreparedness. This time everyone is even, and he has no advantage at all. He thinks he can suppress Du He this time.

It was with this thought in mind that Pang Wenlin urged the judges to start the third round of competition as soon as possible.

"According to the previous agreement, this third round is for me to wait for the audience to come up with the questions. Then at this moment, let the people below say what I want to write." Yao Silian looked at the time that had passed for so long. It's time to start the third round.Go on, and it will be until the curfew.

Everyone in the hall got excited when they heard that they had participated, and they kept shouting about the topics they could think of.

"Farewell poems, there are too many farewells in this first month, so it's time to write some new poems."

"The farewell poem is too bad for Du He. I don't think it is easy to find two people."

"Instead of being difficult for both of you, why not write something that is easy for both of you. How about writing about the scenery of Chang'an?"

Listening to the noisy voice, Yao Silian and the others took a good look, and dipped their fingers in water to write down their favorite topics on the table.

Here, Guo Yushen and Yu Shinan already wrote about snow, while Yao Silian wrote about spring, and Mr. Jiang wrote about water.

The minority obeys the majority, and the question naturally follows the many people.Several people whispered a few words, and it was still Yao Silian who got up and announced: "In the last round, I will write a snow character. As for the meter and rhyme, there are no restrictions. Next, it depends on how well you write. Now The outcome of a round does not depend on time, but on quality." Just now Du He's results shocked several people, and for a greater balance, several people collectively passed this rule.

Here Yao Silian announced, and someone below started talking: "Xue, what is there to write about Xue, isn't it just as white as fluttering catkins and flying like moths and butterflies."

"It is said that the true meaning can be seen in the ordinary. It is the most difficult to write about this ordinary and visible thing. You think, over the years, there are only a few of Xue's most famous poems. It must be very difficult to innovate. one thing."

"That's right, this time it's a good one. Sigh, even Pang Wenlin won this time, and it was just a tie. Pity me for the few hundred coins. I will definitely be scolded by my mother-in-law when I go back tonight." gone."

"Brother, just be content. You only have a few hundred coins. Did you see the one over there who collapsed? The entire amount of money is all over this Pang Wenlin."

Now with the results of the first two rounds, in the end it can only be Du He who wins or a tie between the two sides. Those who overwhelmed Pang Wenlin to win have some regrets.And it was only then that many people remembered Luo Yan's love.

"Professor Luo is really kind, and told me in advance that we will wait for a tie. I think this round must be a tie."

"Extremely, fortunately, I pressed a few hundred texts."

(End of this chapter)