After I transmigrated into those scumbag giants [Quick Transmigration]

Because of his own wild thoughts, Rong Yao hid from Lu Heng for another two days. It was not until the eve of the official start of the Juxian Pavilion plum appreciation banquet that he appeared in front of Lu Heng coyly, and took out tools to disguise him.

□□It was made by Rongyao himself. It is light and breathable, and it doesn't feel heavy when worn on the face. Lu Heng made a slight expression to himself in the mirror, and made the same expression on the face covered with the mask.

Rong Yao was very confident in his skills, and after helping Lu Heng change his face, he said, "Even if you are standing in front of the emperor, he won't recognize you."

Lu Heng looked at the person in the mirror. The face reflected in the mirror was very ordinary, not at all similar to the original appearance. The whole mask fit the face very well, and he couldn't find the joint with his hands for a long time.

"good."

"Of course!"

Rong Yao folded his arms around his chest, raised his chin slightly, and looked proud.

The Plum Appreciation Banquet of Juxian Pavilion was held as scheduled, Lu Heng took Rong Yao into Juxian Pavilion after making some arrangements, because the seat had already been booked, so it was easy.

The street where Juxian Pavilion is located is usually the most bustling and bustling in Chujing. During the few days when the plum appreciation banquet is held, capable people from all corners of the country will gather in Juxian Pavilion, as well as those who come to Chujing and its surrounding areas to watch the excitement. The people make this street especially crowded.

The high flow of people means that the business is very good. The shop that is usually full of customers is now full of people.

Juxian Pavilion can hold the annual plum appreciation banquet, so there is no shortage of plum blossoms.Juxian Pavilion occupies a very large area and is in the shape of a square courtyard. It has an independent garden with rockery and flowing water. The garden is full of various plum blossoms. Every season when plum blossoms are in full bloom, Juxian Pavilion and the surrounding shops are covered with plum blossoms. Surrounded by the sweet fragrance of flowers, red plums and white snow, white plums and red plums complement each other very beautifully.

Lu Heng has never participated in the Plum Blossom Appreciation Banquet, but the original owner did, but the memory of watching it is completely different from his personal experience, and his views on the participants are also completely different.

It can be said that the Plum Appreciation Banquet is simply an alternative imperial examination.

And this special imperial examination was allowed by the royal family.

After all, the official imperial examination is like a single-plank bridge, and there are only a handful of people who can safely squeeze through the single-plank bridge, and more people are squeezed off the single-plank bridge in the process, and there is no scum left by the flood.

The Plum Appreciation Banquet is divided into three directions: poetry, policy theory, and battle.

There are special people in each direction to screen, the survival of the fittest, and only the best talents have the opportunity to stand in front of dignitaries to show their talents and prepare for the future.

Rong Yao lay down by the window, staring outside without interest.

Ce Lun's eyes were darkened, and he couldn't understand it at all.

I can understand some of the battles, such as how to win more with less, and under what circumstances it is better to go. The answers of the participants are different, and everyone applauds.

He thought of his own answer, and felt like crying.

The answer he thought of was that when dealing with a three-legged cat, he can fight with two fists and four hands, and if he can't beat him, he must run away!

As for poetry, he claims to know a thing or two, but he feels that the poems with gorgeous and beautiful rhetoric are usually criticized as useless, and the poems that he thinks are not very good are praised in various ways, and even praised as writing about the difficulties of the world. It expresses the beauty of the scenery and the mood of the poet.

Rong Yao: "..."

Don't treat him as illiterate!

Lu Heng was sitting opposite Rong Yao, he could hear Rong Yao's complaints clearly, and every time he heard the little brat's complaints, he couldn't help laughing.

The poems are ranked third, and the first-class poems express emotions with scenes, blending scenes and making people feel empathetic.

Medium-level poetry, using emotion to describe emotion, although it can make people feel, but it lacks the beauty and elegance of poetry.

Inferior poetry, flashy and unreal, with scenes and no feelings.

Using the poems of Lu Heng's previous reincarnation world, it is why there are [-] classic lines of Tang poems, but Emperor Qianlong wrote more than [-] poems in his life, and few of them were handed down by later generations.

Hearing Lu Heng's laughter, Rong Yao slowly turned his gaze: "What are you laughing at?"

Lu Heng said: "I also have a few poems here, I want to ask the genius doctor to help me appreciate them."

Rong Yao: "..."

He quietly rolled his eyes, don't think that he doesn't know how to laugh because he doesn't understand poetry and theory.

But on the surface, he still smiled and said, "Let's listen."

Lu Heng raised the corners of his lips: "If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning. If you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall is sad and white-haired, like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening."

"Okay!" Rong Yao clapped his hands and smiled.

This poem is simple, and one can recognize its magnificence as soon as one listens to it, sighing at the majesty of the mountains and rivers, and feeling the passing of time, even a person like him who doesn't know much about poetry thinks it is very good.

"and then?"

Lu Heng smiled slightly: "One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces. Nine pieces, ten pieces, countless pieces..."

Looking at the fluttering snow and the plum blossoms in full bloom in the courtyard, Rong Yao murmured: "...flying into the plum blossoms will disappear."

Lu Heng who heard it clearly: "..."

The smile in his eyes gradually deepened. As expected of a poem in the category of nursery rhymes, even someone like Rong Yao who didn't know how to do it could add the last sentence.

After muttering for a while, Rong Yao didn't hear Lu Heng say the last line of the poem, he tilted his head to look at him, and urged, "What else?"

Lu Heng said: "You said the last sentence, what else can I say?"

Rong Yao blinked his eyes, he just saw the snow scene and the plum scene outside, and he just said it casually, how could he get the last sentence right?

He couldn't help but feel complacent. From this point of view, he wasn't completely illiterate.

However, after the self-review of poetry not long ago, Rong Yao still knows how much he has in his heart, and the poems that can make him conclude the last sentence are of course not good poems that are well-known.

Furthermore, no matter who read the first two lines of poems read by Lu Heng, they would consider them classic lines, even if the other party may not be able to read, but the feeling of beautiful poems will not be too bad.

At this time, the organizer of Juxian Pavilion also read below: "If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning. If you don't see it, the bright mirror in the high hall is sad and white, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening. To be happy in life is to be full of joy, don't let it... Hu'er will exchange fine wine, and sell eternal sorrows with you."

The primary selection of poems for the Plum Appreciation Banquet is that each participant submits an original poem, and the organizer will have someone specially assigned to select the best poems as the start of the semi-finals.There are no special requirements for the poems in the preliminary competition, as long as they are good enough, they can be selected.

This song "Will Enter the Wine" is undoubtedly the best among all the preliminary selection participants. It stood out without any ups and downs and led its 'author' Cui Yan into the semi-finals.

Rong Yao blinked at Lu Heng: "The first two lines of the song "Will Enter the Wine" are the same as what you just read."

Lu Heng said: "They all recite other people's poems, of course they are the same."

Rong Yao was silent for a moment, the plum appreciation banquet was equivalent to a small official examination, and it relied on real skills, whether it was cheating or plagiarism, he would be blacklisted by Juxian Pavilion, and he would never be allowed to participate again.

It is indeed possible to use other people's poems to participate in the preliminary competition, but the subsequent semi-finals and the final finals are composed of poems and lyrics on the spot, and the participants are the ones who write the questions, so no one can know the questions in advance and ask someone to complete the answer sheet.

Who dares to fish in troubled waters without any real skills?

Lu Heng squinted his eyes meaningfully. "Jiangjinjiu" is a masterpiece of the poet Qinglian layman.But in this era, obviously there is no complete collection of poems, and the original owner does not have Lay Qinglian in his memory, let alone "Jiang Jinjiu".

So who are the people from later generations, besides him and Cui Ningyan?

Lu Heng followed the organizer's instructions and saw a thin 'man' walking in. The 'man' was dressed in gray and white robes, holding a folding fan in his hand like a literati. Beauty, like a good woman.

It turned out to be her!

Emperor Cheng of Chu favored his concubine, and the Cui family condensed the smoke.

Perhaps it was because of watching the consummation scene between Cui Shi and Emperor Chucheng, when Rong Yao saw Cui Shi again, he felt a little guilty for no reason, and subconsciously lowered his voice: "Shouldn't Cui Shi be grounded in the palace? Why did she appear at the plum appreciation banquet gone?"

Lu Heng thought of the novels he had read in his previous life, and the cockroach-like hero and heroine in the novels, and said quietly: "There is a kind of person in this world who is covered with halos, and all difficulties and dangers will turn into dust in front of the halos. Let alone a mere palace wall."

Cui Shi can be regarded as a heroine in this world. If she stays honestly in the palace and grounds her feet, how will the plot progress, and how will the "heroes" who are hooked up by her appear on the stage?

Rong Yao really observed Cui Shi seriously, but: "I didn't see the halo!"

"This kind of halo is invisible and untouchable to ordinary people, but it can hurt people invisible."

Commonly known as the protagonist's halo.

Rong Yao said: "I don't know if I can escape with my lightness."

The corners of Lu Heng's mouth twitched slightly, and he called the shop waiter, then picked up the paper and pen that had been placed on the table, and wrote a poem by hand: "Take this poem down, my son will also participate in the plum appreciation feast."

Those who can book a private room in Juxian Pavilion are always rich or expensive. Of course, rich people have some privileges, such as not having to wait in line outside for the preliminary selection.

The shop waiter didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately took the poem written by Lu Heng and went downstairs, and handed it over to the poetry field manager.

The steward was not impatient when he got the poem, he opened his eyes and smiled: "There is a distinguished guest in our pavilion who also wants to participate in the plum appreciation banquet. This poem was submitted by the distinguished guest and it is called "Xie Tiao Lou in Xuanzhou Farewell to the school secretary Shu Yun, please appreciate it.”

"Those who abandon me, don't let the day of yesterday stay. Those who mess with my heart, today's day is full of worries. The wind sends autumn geese thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy the tall buildings. Strong thoughts fly, want to go up to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon. Draw a knife to cut off the water, the water will flow more, raise a cup to relieve the sorrow, and the sorrow will become more sorrowful. Life is not satisfactory in this world, and the Ming Dynasty will spread out and make a flat boat."

"The distinguished guest who wrote this poem is called Li Bai, what do you think?"

The author has something to say:

The poems "Will Enter the Wine" and "Abandon Me" are all Li Bai's poems.