Zhenguan Wenzong System

Chapter 227

There is only one topic, without any redundant restrictions.For a while, both sides fell into deep thought.

Fewer restrictions mean more room for play, and more intense competition. No one knows what cards the opponent will show.Especially on Pang Wenlin's side, who suffered a draw and a loss, he no longer dared to underestimate the kid Du He.Although looking up at this moment, he could see that Du He was also frowning, but the worry in his heart didn't decrease much.

Pang Wenlin glanced at Luo Yan inadvertently, and saw that the other party didn't care about the competition at all, but kept talking and laughing with the people behind him.Pang Wenlin became more and more nervous.

Seeing his son Lang so terrified, Pang Fengcheng became a little anxious.This round of competition did not have a competition for writing time, but it also focused on literary talent.This is not an advantage for Pang Wenlin.At this moment, Pang Wenlin himself lost his mind, so he must be the one who loses.Secretly tugging at the corner of Pang Wenlin's clothes, pulling back his distraught mind.Pang Fengcheng said: "You make your own poems, don't care about others. Otherwise, you will lose this round."

After being reminded by his father, Pang Wenlin also came back to his senses, put away his wild thoughts and began to conceive his own poems.

Maybe it's because of the competitive spirit of a child, maybe it's because of Qu Tuquan's promise just now, Du He is surprisingly serious at the moment.Instead of picking up a pen and writing on the paper, he sat there quietly.If someone observes Du He head-on, he will find that his eyesight is already slack at this time, and if he is not about to fall asleep, he is out of his mind.

The people behind watched Pang Wenlin pick up the pen, while Du He sat there like a wooden stake, and couldn't help feeling anxious.When he was about to remind him, Luo Yan stopped him: "Don't bother him, let him think about it. Anyway, even if we lose this round, we will only be tied."

Hearing what Luo Yan said, everyone didn't make a fuss, but just watched quietly.Ever since, Luo Yan fell into a strange tranquility.

Looking at the strange scene in the lobby, the onlookers couldn't help showing curiosity.After turning his gaze, he found Du He who was sitting there blankly, and several people who were silent but also looked at Du He.

Those with sharp eyes noticed the confusion in Du He's eyes.Immediately jokingly said: "Look at that Du Er, he is so tired that he is about to fall asleep at this moment. Hey, he is really a child. I think Luo Yan should just admit defeat with this sentence."

"What do you know, if you admit defeat, you will lose the hundred coins."

"Oh, I can see that you are not a big-hearted person. Thinking about Luo Yan, how much is the lord and official position in a year, plus various rewards, would he pay attention to this hundred guan money? Didn't you see him At this moment, he didn't wake up Du He. He just wanted to play around. Thinking about this round, he doesn't care about it anymore."

This person's defense was quite reasonable, so many people began to nod.However, there was still that one who said unwillingly: "Oh, it's a pity that I suppressed him to win. If I wished, I should be able to earn the usual money back. But now it seems that it can only be a waste of time."

"So, the mentality of wanting to get rich overnight is unacceptable. If you want to be rich, go to a big family. This is safer."

"Brother, I'm ashamed to wait."

After Pang Wenlin changed several sheets of paper, Du He still looked demented.Even Luo Yan couldn't wait at this moment.Thinking is thinking, it’s not good to waste time, everyone is still waiting to finish the job and have a big meal.

After waking Du He up, Luo Yan said: "Okay, don't think about it. Write whatever you can at the moment. Anyway, if we don't lose this time, we will win."

Du He has always been more obedient to Luo Yan's words. Now that he heard such a request, he did not object, so he took a pen and wrote on the paper:
"Already surprised that the quilt is cold, and the window is bright again.

Knowing the heavy snow at night, I heard the sound of branches breaking. "

He had been staring at what Du He wrote, and when the last word was written, Luo Yan patted his thigh and said, "Okay, this is it, go ahead and send the poem up." Obviously, this poem has already been written. There is nothing more to say.At this moment, Luo Yan was just worried, what should he do if Pang Wenlin really didn't help and he couldn't even think of a tie.This is not doing those math problems, you can write wrong intentionally even if you know the answer.

This time, Pang Wenlin was not in a hurry, he wrote slowly on the paper for a while, and then carefully wrote the poem on a new piece of paper.

At this time, it has been a long time since Yao Silian started talking.Even those who were standing were unable to support themselves at the moment.The voices of conversations between each other are also much smaller.Seeing Pang Wenlin submitting the manuscript, they all shut their mouths, quietly waiting for Yao Silian's judgment.

But, this time they are destined to be disappointed.After Yao Silian and the others read their poems.After whispering in private for a while, he stood up and said, "Because of the different opinions of the five judges in this round, I can only read out both poems and let everyone present make a judgment. The outcome will be decided after everyone listens." From now on, when I roll the roll, you will stand on the side of the person who supports you."

Luo Yan thought to himself, this audience interaction is really good.But since this time he was able to make things difficult for the five people above, presumably it was Yao Silian who knew Li Shimin's original entrustment.But the three people who were selected didn't know, so they could only use this method to hand over all the right to speak to the onlookers.In this way, even if Li Shimin wanted to blame him, it would not be too much.

While Yao Silian was speaking, he stood up and read Pang Wenlin's poems.

"Flying snow brings spring breeze, wandering around the sky.

Jun looks like a flower place, but it is in the east of Chang'an. "

Nodding his head, many people in the audience praised him: "Pang Wenlin is really talented. If he had been so talented just now, he wouldn't have written so badly. Sigh, it's so sad. I don't know how Du He wrote it. I think, this time it must be a tie at best."

"It's hard to say, this time there is no limit to the rhythm and the like, with Cai Duhe's performance just now, I'm afraid it will not be worse than Pang Wenlin."

"We don't need to think about it anymore. Don't we have to read Du He's poems. You will know after listening."

While speaking, Yao Silian opened his mouth to read Du He's poems.All of a sudden everyone was stunned, the same five characters, the same level rhyme, even the rhyme, it was just a little bit worse.It is simply the most intense collision.

At this moment, many people have begun to doubt whether Luo Yan has bribed the Pangs and his sons long ago, deliberately making a fool of himself here, so that Du He can make a name for himself.But thinking about Pang's family background, as well as the words of both parties just now, one knows that this is impossible.

However, this is also a bit of a coincidence.Sure enough, those who were hard to judge were the ones who were sitting first, and those who were left to myself and others were equally difficult to judge.

Could it be that the results of many people's bets are really used?
The lobby suddenly fell into silence, what happened?How do you decide for yourself and others?

Just when everyone in the lobby was having a hard time making a choice, a hearty voice suddenly came from behind the crowd: "I see, it might as well be a tie."

When everyone turned around and saw it, they almost fell to their knees in fright.

Guess what, it turned out that at some time, Qianniuwei was standing behind the crowd, and a group of soldiers guarded it, a middle-aged man in a bright yellow dragon robe.And behind the man, there are more than a dozen courtiers dressed in noble purple.If it wasn't Li Shimin, who else could it be?

When he came just now, he happened to meet Yao Silian reading Pang Wenlin's poem.I also feel good after listening to it.When Yao Silian read Du He's poem, Li Shimin himself was terrified.When did Du Jiaerlang become so powerful, Li Shimin wiped his sweat a little, and felt that the level of writing poetry was catching up with him.Still a nine-year-old child, this is somewhat unacceptable.

Seeing that the lobby was all bent over and no one spoke directly, Li Shimin nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm here as a spectator this time. It's just that it's difficult for you to make a choice, so I have to I have spoken out my own opinion. You don’t need to be influenced by me, it’s better to follow what Xueshi Yao said just now, and look at the good side.”

He said so, but as an emperor, how could he hope that his people would disobey him.

And the people in the hall did not dare to do such a rebellious thing, so the straight body just bowed again at this moment, and said in unison: "Your Majesty is wise, we are also unable to decide because the two poems are equally divided."

At this point, there could be any changes, so Yao Silian stood up and announced: "In the third round, the two sides continue to draw. According to the judgment of the previous two rounds, this time the competition will be won by Luo Yan and Du He." After saying more, he and Yu Shinan stood up and walked straight to Li Shimin.

However, this result surprised Li Shimin for a while.

Isn't the third round already tied?But why did Luo Yan win again?Could it be that something happened in the first two rounds?With doubts in his belly, Li Shimin gestured to Yao Silian and the two, and then walked upstairs with a dozen people behind him.

On the top floor, Li Shimin sat down with the ministers, and asked impatiently, "Xiaoshi Yao, what's going on? What happened in the first two rounds? Why didn't they end up in a tie?"

Sighing, Yao Silian said, "Oh, it's just that I underestimated Du He's ability too much. I didn't expect Luo Yan to hand over such a student within a month. From now on, I think the poetry world will have ups and downs." It's over." With a sigh of emotion, he reported the results of the previous two rounds of competition one by one.Even the poems of the two parties can be recited word by word for everyone to comment on.

After listening to Yao Silian's detailed narration, everyone suddenly realized.

As for Li Shimin, he said with a wry smile at this moment: "It's just that I thought I was smart. Before I heard the results of the first two rounds, I made a claim. But, Keming, you took advantage of this time. Du He can have this Wait for poetic talent, you don't have to worry about his future in the future."

After hearing Li Shimin's words, everyone felt much more relaxed, and congratulated Du Ruhui one after another.

Downstairs, Luo Yan and the others, who had won the final victory, ignored Pang Wenlin who was a little bit out of his mind.He called the shopkeeper and asked for some food and wine, so he ate and drank.

　The last chapter of the competition is a bit difficult to handle, so it has been delayed until now, please forgive me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)