The Rebirth of the Prince: Starting from Not Being a Doglicker

The second part of the literary gathering is the poetry with a given theme.

The emcee in green clothes introduced on the podium that in this segment, the three judges would select two themes, and everyone would write poems around these two themes.

By drawing lots, the two themes for poetry were finally picked out: landscape and countryside, and a girl's boudoir fun.

Everyone started to write and think.

The mountains, rivers and countryside are really a blessing from heaven.

Guo Pu looked excited, as he just happened to have an extremely outstanding landscape and pastoral poem, which was not only of high quality but also related to Mr. Xie.

This poem is his trump card. He was worried before that he would not have the chance to present the poem, but this time he will definitely come out on top.

As for Su An, Guo Pu did not take him seriously. So what if he was lucky enough to buy a famous poem throughout the ages? Soon his true colors would be exposed.

Seeing the theme of "Girl's Hobbies", Zhou Qingyu's eyes lit up. She had written a related poem before and received recognition and guidance from Xie Yun. This time, she might get a good ranking.

As time passed, the Fifth Prince, Xie Yun, Guo Pu and others completed their works one after another and entered the stage of polishing words and making revisions.

Guo Pu stopped writing and looked at Su An who was still writing on the paper, and said sarcastically,

"Prince, I hope you can come up with another masterpiece like "Snow on the River"."

Su An ignored him. He was suffering from his indecisiveness. Of the two themes, he simply gave up on the topic of girlish hobbies. He had memorized many famous poems about mountains, rivers and countryside, and he didn't know which one to choose.

Finally, seeing that time was almost up, Su An selected a poem by Shi Fo and handed it over.

After evaluation by Xie Qian and two other people, several outstanding poems were selected and presented as usual.

First is the first poem, a landscape and pastoral poem.

"The green mist separates the morning and evening, and the cloud stream emerges from the green peaks."

"The bamboos cover the mossy path, and the beautiful trees reflect the lush greenery."

"You can read and read through the bright window, and the rock door reveals the elegant strings."

"Thousands of mountains emerge from the sea of ​​fog, and thousands of valleys hear the sound of pine waves."

When seeing this poem, the Fifth Prince's mouth twitched noticeably. This was a poem he wrote, and his poem was displayed first, which meant that he had no chance of winning the first prize.

Everyone began to discuss the fifth prince's poem.

"In the four sentences, the last word of each sentence, Feng, Long, Xian, all rhyme well, except for the word Tao in the last sentence, which doesn't rhyme well."

"This is about living alone in the mountains. The first sentence describes the mountain scenery, the second sentence describes the scene of the author's residence, the third sentence describes the author's daily life, and the last sentence returns to the mountain scenery."

“It’s very well written, with a sense of tranquility and leisure.”

"All I see are green mountains and sea of ​​fog, and all I hear are the sounds of pine and bamboo. I read books and listen to the piano at my leisure. I kind of yearn for such a life."

“This poem has its flaws, but overall it’s pretty good, and I couldn’t write like this anyway.”

As Xie Qian announced the author of this poem.

Everyone began to praise the fifth prince.

"I knew it was written by the Fifth Prince. The Fifth Prince often lives alone on Lanshan Mountain, chanting to the wind and moon, with the demeanor of a hermit and a scholar."

"If you give His Highness the Fifth Prince some time to polish it, this poem will definitely be better and will have no problem taking first place."

The second song that follows is a ci poem.

"Huanxi Sand"

"The incense of Ruinao sinks into the cool jade furnace, the cold smoke of the embroidered pavilion hides the curtains. The swing courtyard is thick with frost."

"A few cups of wine, the flowers are just beginning to turn red, the blue clouds are light and the west wind blows away. The parasol trees are empty in the sound of rain."

Everyone started discussing the comments.

"It's about the fun of a young girl. Could it be written by Miss Xie?"

"possible."

"Ruinao, Yulu, Xiuge, they are definitely not written about girls from small families."

"The first half describes the author's boudoir scene. Although the second half does not explicitly describe love, a few cups of wine have already explained everything. Although the author is sad, it is not strong, but a casual mood that comes from feeling."

"The highlight of the poem should be the word 'empty' in the last line, 'the sound of rain falling on the empty phoenix tree'. This word is used so well."

"Yes, the word 'empty', 'empty', echoes the previous idle mood, giving people a feeling of loss."

"It's just that the first half of the poem is about cold smoke and frost, which should be written in the early morning, but in the second half, the poem is about green clouds and light mist, and it feels like the time is a little off."

“Maybe just write about two time periods.”

“I feel like it was a mistake by the author.”

Everyone agreed that this poem should have been written by Xie Yun, but surprisingly, the author of this poem was Zhou Qingyu.

Everyone quickly changed their tune.

"As expected, this poem was written by Miss Zhou."

"Miss Zhou is indeed very talented in writing."

"Ms. Zhou is second only to Miss Xie in terms of literary talent."

"Sure enough, apart from Miss Xie, only Miss Zhou can write such excellent poems about women's pleasure."

Everyone knew that Zhou Qingyu admired Xie Yun.

So they compared Zhou Qingyu with Xie Yun and praised him lavishly, especially those scholars from poor families, who encouraged Zhou Qingyu vigorously, hoping that this young lady from a noble family would notice them.

Hearing these compliments, Zhou Qingyu's eyebrows slightly curved.

She looked at Su An who was not far away.

Su An's focus was not on the words. He grabbed a handful of candied fruits from the fruit plate and stuffed a few into Su Wan's hand. Then he picked up the teacup and took a sip of the fragrant tea, smiling and chatting with Su Wan for a few words.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Qingyu was a little puzzled.

Isn't it said that Su An and Su Wan have a bad relationship? Seeing his gentle smile, he even fed a candied fruit into Su Wan's mouth, which made her look disgusted.

They obviously have a very good relationship as siblings, and Su An also acts like an older brother.

On the contrary, Sima Yue was alone and seemed a little distant from Su An.

If "Jiang Xue" was really written by him, then his attainments in poetry would crush those of Xie Yun and the Fifth Prince.

I thought I would be able to see him embarrassed, but instead I saw him come to the limelight.

I don’t know when I can avenge that slap. It seems I can only wait for my father and others to come back.

Soon, the third poem began to be presented.

This poem, no, it should be said that the author of the poem is Xie Yun.

Walking on the Imperial Street

"Don't complain about the rich green ants in the golden cup, I am drunk alone, the jade pavilion is empty, there is no trace of me in the sound of breaking cold, and I have no intention of tuning the jade harp."

"Where is the wild goose delivering the letter? The sky is dark, the moon is dim in the courtyard, the rain is drizzling and the wind is light. I am alone leaning against the tall building and looking out."

"This poem was written by Miss Xie."

"It is indeed a little bit better than Miss Zhou's "Huanxisha"."

"The drizzle is gentle and the wind is light, I am alone leaning against the tall building and looking out, what a wonderful sentence."

"The sound of breaking cold, this metaphor is good."

"Hey, why does Miss Xie's lyrics also have the word 'empty' in them, just like Miss Zhou's, '梧桐空落', the two are somewhat similar."

Hearing someone's doubts, Zhou Qingyu stood up and explained in a light voice.

"My poem was written under the guidance of Miss Xie. The word 'empty' was added at her suggestion."

After hearing Zhou Qingyu's explanation, everyone suddenly understood and started praising him.

"It turns out that Miss Xie and Miss Zhou have a little-known master-disciple relationship."

"Miss Xie is a good teacher, and Miss Zhou is smart and eager to learn. This is indeed a good story."

"Miss Zhou has made great progress in poetry. In time, she may be able to stand on equal footing with Miss Xie."

Zhou Qingyu felt a little embarrassed by everyone's praise, but Xie Yun's expression remained unchanged, as calm as ever.