After being read, she became an empress by eating melons

Nan Rongxi stood proudly, her eyes gleaming with determination and confidence. She raised her head slightly, a proud smile on her lips, and said word by word: "I'm done, if you don't agree, feel free to challenge me, I'll only write this one today!"

Emperor Rentong was completely shocked by Nan Rongxi's talent. He stood up, applauded enthusiastically, and praised loudly: "Good! What a great poem! This poem has a profound artistic conception and sincere emotions. It can be called a stroke of genius!"

Upon seeing this, all the officials stood up and applauded, with expressions of admiration and praise on their faces.

They were shocked by Nan Rongxi's talent and also had a new respect for this young girl.

All the students in the audience were stunned. They didn't expect that they would be able to witness the birth of such a divine poem today.

Their hearts were filled with admiration and envy for Nan Rongxi.

Tang Chen sighed at the side: "I never thought that this girl could write such a brilliant poem! Why didn't she win the first place in the imperial examination? Was it because her handwriting was too ugly and the examiner missed it?"

Xu Dong also clapped his hands and praised: "This poem will probably make the talented people in the literary world unable to raise their heads for a hundred years! Nan Rongxi's talent is really amazing!"

Nan Rongjie was also in disbelief at this moment. He never thought that his daughter could write such a poem. This must have been taught to her by the system in advance. Yes, it must be so. However, this feeling is also very good, just like attending a parent-teacher meeting for a child who won the first place in the grade.

"It's absolutely impossible. How could a young girl like you write such words as "I've been sick for a hundred years and I'm on stage alone" and "My hair is covered with frost and bitterness". This poem must not have been written by you!"

Lu Wenyuan recovered and expressed his dissatisfaction.

Nan Rongxi mocked, "You little brat, you clearly plagiarized someone else's work, and you still have the nerve to say that! Since you are so unconvinced, I will write until you are convinced! To tell you the truth, I could read at the age of one, and I could compose poems at the age of two. Now I can compose poems whenever I speak!"

When Emperor Rentong and all the officials heard this, they looked at Nan Rongjie in surprise: They didn't expect that this old father had never shown off his daughter in front of others. This is a bit too low-key!

Nan Rongjie: Girl, this bragging is a bit exaggerated.

System: [Xizi, do you really not need my help? It's not easy to write so many poems at once! ]

Nan Rongxi raised the corner of his mouth: [Tongzi, I want to win on my own! ]

Emperor Rentong: Awesome, you are worthy of being a student of the Great Zhou.

All officials: He is truly a role model for our generation.

Nan Rongjie: Hehehe, this is my daughter, this is my daughter.

Nan Rongxi raised his arms and shouted: "I have a lot of poems to write later. Who is willing to help me copy them down?"

"I am willing!"

Countless students present said in unison.

Everyone quickly prepared paper, ink and pen.

"Come on, start!"

(The following poem is quoted from Li Shangyin's Jinse)

"The brocade zither has fifty strings, each string and each pillar reminds me of my youth. Zhuangzi dreamed of butterflies in the morning, and King Wang placed his spring love on the cuckoo. ..."

"Oh my god, what a great poem!"

Many students copied it down.

(The following poem is quoted from Xin Qiji's Poetry of Breaking the Formation, which I wrote to Chen Tongfu)

"I look at my sword under the lamp while drunk, and dream of blowing the horn in the camp. Eight hundred miles of roast meat is distributed to the subordinates, fifty strings play the music from the frontier, and the soldiers are inspected on the battlefield in autumn..."

"Oh my god, this poem is absolutely amazing!"

Emperor Rentong's eyes widened when he heard this. Were these poems really written by this little girl?

(The following poem is quoted from Tao Yuanming's drinking)

"The hut is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses. How can I ask you? My heart is far away from myself. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan..."

Nan Rongxi talked as he walked, shaking his head from time to time.

(The following poem is quoted from Cui Hao's Yellow Crane Tower)

"...The clear river reveals the trees of Hanyang, the fragrant grass covers the Parrot Island. Where is my hometown at dusk? The misty river makes me sad."

"It's really amazing. I am so lucky to be here today!"

All the officials were stunned.

(The following poem is quoted from Lu You's Visit to Shanxi Village)

"…When you are surrounded by mountains and rivers, you may think there is no way out, but when you look out, you will find another village…"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible..."

Lu Wenyuan's eyes widened into balls, sweat broke out on his face, and he couldn't even close his jaw.

"Someone get me a glass of water, I'm thirsty!"

The students were a little dazed and copied this sentence in. The poem that Nan Rongxi just recited was so beautiful.

"Here, the tea is here!"

Nan Rongjie was as happy as a child, and ran to Nan Rongxi with the teacup in his hand.

"Thank you dad!"

Nan Rongxi took the tea and took a deep sip.

All the students in the audience stared nervously, afraid of missing any word.

"Yeah! Keep going!"

(The following poem is quoted from Li Shangyin's Untitled)

“It is hard to meet and hard to leave. The east wind is weak and the flowers are withered. The silkworm will not stop spinning until it dies. The candle will not stop shedding tears until it turns into ashes…”

……

Nan Rongxi tried his best and almost memorized all 300 Tang poems. Emperor Rentong, officials, and students all began to wonder if they were dreaming.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

I saw Lu Wenyuan slapping himself hard several times.

"I must be dreaming, it's impossible, there can't be such a person in the world, absolutely impossible!"

Even when his face became swollen, Lu Wenyuan continued to smoke.

"It hurts so much, why haven't I woken up yet!"

Lu Wenyuan is already unconscious.

"That's all I have to say about my poems today! I'm leaving now!"

Nan Rongxi slowly walked off the stage and returned to his seat.

The students had already copied dozens of pages of paper, and everyone was still immersed in these famous quotes from ancient times.

Emperor Rentong waved his sleeves and said, "After today, the Great Zhou can definitely be said to be the center of literature in the world! Immediately spread the poems copied today throughout the world. From now on, the Great Zhou has a young poetic god!"

Tang Chen sighed, "If there is only one stone of talent in the world, Nan Rongxi can be said to occupy eight buckets, ancient poets occupy one bucket, and contemporary poets occupy one bucket!"

So, after the competition, the allusion "charismatic and capable" came into being to describe Nan Rongxi's amazing talent.