Honglou: This bastard is too persuasive.

Chapter 574: Poetry comes out, shocks everyone, defense is improved

Wang Yun's words have shown that he is indeed optimistic about Jia Changsheng. However, no matter how much he thinks of him, he dare not offend all these people. If he offends all these people, his plan will not be able to be carried out. So in order to execute his plan smoothly, he can only execute it first. I am enough to rush forward. As long as he can recite the poem he recited regardless of everything, although this kid will be affected, his reputation will definitely spread. A good reputation will definitely be of great benefit to him. Of course, he may not be able to wait for this, because the benefit will be gone before he gets it. Who asked him to become a part of his plan? He can't blame himself for this.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Wang Yun thought for a moment and then continued.

"I think you all already know my situation and what everyone else is thinking. Since you all want Jia Changsheng to show off himself and the topic is out, let's stop talking nonsense and say all this nonsense. What's the point of saying all this? I'll know everything before I see the results, so I hope everyone can listen to my advice. Let's go and take a look at the results first before we look at the rest. Once we get the results and see how the poems written by this kid are, we can talk about the rest. Do you think it's ok?"

So, Wang Yuan is also a big man. When such a high-ranking official speaks to them like this, they naturally have to give him some face. So one by one, the fans said yes, and then they said that someone would look at Jia Changsheng in advance. If ordinary people were looked at like this, they might be scared. What else can they do? Why write poems? So for ordinary people, they can't write this week, but Jia Chaosheng doesn't take it seriously at all. After all, he has extraordinary experience and wisdom from his previous life. The poems in his mind are nothing. He is worried, and even his confident look makes people feel a little puzzled.

We are the ones who are making things difficult for you, so why are you so confident? You know that so many of us are against you, so why are you not worried at all? This is obviously unreasonable. Some of them even think that they may have really made a mistake. This kid may really be very capable. However, no one said anything. After all, most people still don't think highly of him and want to drive him away. However, no one said anything in this situation. They just waited for Jia Changsheng to write a poem. Jia Changsheng naturally did not hesitate. When everyone's eyes were on him, he picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and then wrote the poem.

When the last stroke was made and the brush was dropped, the paper in front of him rose up without wind and stood upright in front of everyone. Then they saw the elegant handwriting of the former Changsheng. However, compared to themselves, they valued the facts above more, one person said loudly.

"The moon is shining brightly in front of the bed. Hahaha, this is also true. It's really embarrassing for us! What's the moon shining brightly in front of the bed? There is a naked moon in front of your bed. Kid, you are quite playful. I didn't expect you to have such a hobby. I know that we literati should have some romantic feelings, but this is a bit too straightforward. Besides, you are going to write a poem. Why do you write about a naked moon? Are you trying to be a hooligan?"

"It's really funny. I asked you to write a poem about a bed and a bright moon, and you wrote that there was a bright moon in the past. Could it be that this bright moon was so beautiful that you remembered it so much and couldn't forget it? This is really hard for you. But don't explain that this bright moon is the bright moon in the sky. What does the bright moon in the sky have to do with your bed? So, don't talk nonsense like this."

"That's right. The moon in front of the bed has nothing to do with the moon in the sky. But let's take a look at the following. Let me see. The moon in front of the bed looks like frost on the ground. Oh my God, your poem is really intriguing. The moon in front of the bed looks like frost on the ground. What? Are you saying that the moon in front of your bed is too white? It really opened my eyes. These two poems sound really good, but when I think of your description of this picture, it is simply unbearable to listen to and unbearable to look at."

"You are indeed a talented and romantic man. Although I don't agree with your poem, I think you wrote it very well. What does the bright moon in front of the bed, which is as white as frost, look like? Can you tell us? I am also very curious. If I can see this bright moon and the body as white as frost, I will also pay attention to the guard."

"Oh, I'm so envious. I also want to have a bright moon like this. Why don't I have such a good life?"

As they were expressing their feelings, a scholar suddenly exclaimed.

"Look up at the bright moon, and think of my hometown. What are you thinking about, you bastards? It's clearly about the bright moon in front of the bed. The bright moon is the light of the moon, not a bright moon that is naked. Clear your minds and stop talking nonsense."

"I suspect it is frost on the ground. It means that the frost on the ground is similar to the moonlight. It means that the moonlight is like frost. What are you thinking about? Because moonlight is everywhere. It is the same moonlight in my hometown and in him. So he looked up at the bright moon and then lowered his head to think of his hometown. He is a poet and has profound attainments. How could you misunderstand me like this? I am unworthy of being a son and a scholar."

His words immediately made all the students who had just laughed loudly blush. How could they have thought that this poem actually contained such a deep meaning? The first two sentences were completely misleading? Wasn't this a trap for them? But now that the words had been spoken, there was no point in thinking about anything else. They were embarrassed, but now they didn't care whether they were embarrassed or not. As long as they could get rid of this kid, it would be fine. So one person stood up and said disdainfully.

"You think it's a poem about missing home, but to me, the first two lines are about a bright moon, which is fine. So his poem is obviously a cliché and low-class stuff. How can such a fact be accepted by the public? Get rid of him immediately. I don't welcome him to join the society."

As soon as he said this, the others also reacted. This poem was definitely a masterpiece, and it could even be passed down through the ages. If they let this guy stay, what else would they compete with? This guy was the only one who stole the limelight, so they had to drive him away. Then someone else stood up and said, "I also think this poem is absolutely obscene. How can such a poem be compared with ours? Get rid of him quickly. He doesn't deserve to stand here. He shouldn't stand with us. If he stands with us, it will only bring shame to us. I hope you can understand. Don't let such people slander and pollute our ears. Don't let such people pollute our hearts."

"I didn't expect that there would be so many boys. These people are also talented. Let's get rid of him quickly. We don't need such talents in the Northern Song Dynasty. We don't need such kind clichés. We can write better facts ourselves. Why should we listen to his facts? Let alone, their people also embarrassed him. This is not good for anyone. Let him go, and we can just do our own facts."

Unfortunately, although their ideas were good, those present were all literati after all, and they all had some integrity, so most people still disagreed with what they said, and some even stood up to refute them directly.

"People with dirty thoughts think dirty things. It's obvious that they miss their hometown, but you turn it into a cliché. I think you think like this because you are dirty inside, so you don't deserve to be in this society. If I were you, you would leave the society immediately and stop embarrassing yourself here. You are embarrassing us and all the people of the Northern Song Dynasty. Don't force me to drive you away."

"That's right, this little brother's poems are so good, I agreed to let him join our association, I think he passed the test because his poem is so good. I am a person who doesn't miss my hometown very much, but after hearing his poem, I felt a kind of longing lingering in my heart, and my longing for my hometown was formed overnight. How can this kind of exam be a cliché? If you are saying this and slandering this work, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"Anyway, I'm putting it here. I don't think anyone can write better facts than this brother Changcheng. In my opinion, his facts are the best facts I have seen so far. It's not about ranking, but no one can live with him. I think none of you can compare with brother Changsheng, so don't even think about competing with him. You can't compete. Let's not talk nonsense now. No matter what you think of this poem, I think he wrote it well, so you can use this poem as proof of approval, so I think you can attend this meeting."

"I also think he can join our micro-meeting. With his accomplishments, it's a foregone conclusion that he will join the committee, and he also has the ability and strength. Since he has the strength, why not allow him to join? Our literary meeting looks at strength, not your goodness, and it doesn't rely solely on you. If you think he has the ability, let him do a good job on this basis. If you think he doesn't have the ability, then we'll just pretend that this thing never happened. But I think he has the ability, so why not let him join?"

"That's right. I agree with the strength of this brother Jia Changsheng. I think he should be able to participate in our committee this time. I hope he can show his talents in the committee and even write more and better poems. This will have a huge impact on our cultural exchange. Besides, no matter how uncomfortable it is, we are all human beings. There is a good fact interview among humans. Shouldn't we be happy?"

"That's right. This idea of ​​passing down good poems through the ages is good for all of us, so everyone should treat this matter with a normal mind, instead of commenting on this poem based on personal wishes or personal ideas. I think this poem is very good, so I hope everyone can support this poem and its author. I think he can participate in our micro-meeting."

More people spoke up now. Originally, only a few people opposed, but now more than half of them spoke up. Seeing this level, everyone present understood that no matter who it was, there was no way to stop Jia Changcheng from attending the party. The one who was shocked was Wang Yu sitting on the stage. In Wang Yu's opinion, this kid had misunderstood the facts. It should be the ones he wrote for him. Although what he wrote was not as good as this one, it was not bad. However, he never expected that Jia Changsheng was actually so talented. This poem was obviously not written for him, so it must have been written by him.

If his son can write such a poem if he wants to be reborn, then it may be easier for him to become famous. When Wang Ye thought of this possibility, he was happy. With this one poem, it would be enough to spread throughout the Southern and Northern Song Dynasties. If he could write two more useful poems or if he was in good shape and wrote two more good poems, then it is very likely that he would civilize the entire surrounding four countries. If he was killed again with his fame, it would definitely cause unrest in the four countries. At least the war between the Southern Song Dynasty and the Northern Song Dynasty would not be able to be stopped. When he thought of this possibility, the wrinkles on Wang Yun's face disappeared.

But he didn't show anything. Although he was smiling, he didn't say a word. He left everything to the students from the Southern Song Dynasty and the Northern Song Dynasty. Especially the students from the Northern Song Dynasty present, they must agree with Jia Changzheng. Only when they agree can things be better.

Or it was indeed as someone said, more than half of the students present had already identified with Jia Changsheng and admired his poem, so Jia Changsheng's reputation had risen, and with the increase of his reputation, all his reputation points were used in the industry. In a blink of an eye, more than half of the hundreds of less than 1000 people present provided him with reputation, and he got 50 points.

In other words, his defense is equivalent to that of 50 ordinary people, and this defense has a direct and clear effect on the realm. After all, he can see the data now, and according to the data, his defense is equivalent to the electrical zone. So in this world, the existence of Pudong in the Qi Refining Period can't cause any harm to himself at all. If you want to cause harm to yourself, you must reach the Foundation Establishment Period.

Of course, these were all his guesses, and he didn't know how the realms of cultivation in this world were divided.

(End of this chapter)