The Summoning of the Troubled Times at the End of the Sui Dynasty

Chapter 9 Famous for talent and prestige!
The night passed like this, and after dawn, Gao Qi thought that Nanhua would take him to continue traveling around the world.

Therefore, Gao Qi got up quickly early in the morning and packed his bags!
But this time Nan Hua unexpectedly said that he was going to visit a friend in Chang'an City.

And the task for Gao Qi is to let him wander around the city of Chang'an by himself, to see the prosperity of the capital and the communication between people!
After noon, Gao Qi, who was alone in the inn, felt very bored, so he couldn't help changing into a gentle and elegant scholar's attire.

Seeing Gao Qi change into the attire worn by a scholar, Gao Qi has a dignified appearance, an outstanding appearance, and a mighty body. He really has a special style!
In Chang'an Market, Gao Qi was strolling around in a walking pose.

I saw vendors from all walks of life on the two upper and lower streets of the market displaying all kinds of goods and shouting loudly, while on the other side were some hotels that were open.

The advanced level inside is the unrestrained place of some literati and inkmen. The powerful children of various families all gather in groups in major hotels, drinking freely, reciting poems and composing Fu, so happy and happy!
It can be said that the entire capital of the Sui Dynasty, Chang'an, is surrounded by flowers, flowers, willows and greenery, living a life of drunkenness and dreams!
Regarding this, Gao Qi, who was watching this scene from afar, shook his head helplessly, and continued to wander around leisurely.

Ahead, a ring was built, with hundreds of scholars sitting on it, and countless common people gathered to watch below!
Gao Qi, who was at the side, suddenly became curious, and couldn't help but quicken his pace and walked to the ring to watch.

At this time, a slightly older scholar stood up on the stage, bowed his hands and saluted to everyone in the audience, and said, "Brothers and sisters, today I, all the scholars in Chang'an, will compete for talent here, and choose the most talented one among them." People, I look forward to your support!"

After speaking, the older scholar bowed deeply to the audience.

Immediately, the scholar continued to announce: "The rules of this competition are to compose a poem according to the requirements of all the scholars on the stage. The one who meets the requirements and has a beautiful poem is the winner of today!"

Without further ado, the scholar knocked on the drum next to him, and the competition officially began!
Gao Qi in the audience didn't feel anything wrong, and watched with a strange expression.

After the competition started, there were only a few white scholars on the stage and they started whispering and discussing with each other.

It took a long time for the scholars to finish their discussion and write down their respective requests to the elder scholar.

It took a long time for the senior scholar to finish counting the requirements of each scholar, and then said loudly: "Scholars, the requirements for this topic have been counted!"

"Now that summer is coming, whoever can write a poem about the beauty of summer within a quarter of an hour will be today's leader."

"And the requirement is that you can't imitate the poems of the ancients, you must create your own!"

I saw that after the elder scholar announced the rules, all the scholars on the stage fell silent, closed their eyes and began to think in meditation!
Seeing that half a quarter of an hour has passed quietly, but no scholar has written a poem.

In an instant, a quarter of an hour was coming to an end, and just when everyone thought that no one could write a poem, a young scholar suddenly stood up.

He talked eloquently and wrote a poem. After hearing this, the senior scholar at the top made a gesture to sit down, and then asked, "Do you have anything else to write?"

Immediately, the two got up and recited a poem about the beauty of summer!
"Hey! Brother, I wonder if you are shaking your head? Could it be that you have better poems to share?"

Suddenly, the senior scholar who was at the top noticed that Gao Qi was shaking his head, and pointed at Gao Qi and asked intently.

For a while, Gao Qi shook his head helplessly, saying that he doesn't know how to compose poetry.

Just kidding, it is true that Gao Qi is a historian in later generations, but he is also a poetry idiot, not to mention writing poetry, even memorizing poems, it can be said that Gao Qi's old life was killed!

I thought Gao Qi answered like this, and the matter was over like this!

However, suddenly one of the scholars on the stage stood up and taunted fiercely: "This brother, since he shook his head, it must be because he has better poems and does not agree with our poems."

"Brother, please recite your masterpiece and let everyone present taste it!"

It's just that after the scholar finished speaking, all the scholars on the stage spoke sarcastically.

And the crowd watching under the stage all looked at Gao Qi's position.

Suddenly, Gao Qi became the focus of everyone!

Many scholars on the stage all encouraged Gao Qi to compose poems!
Knowing that today's poem writing is inevitable, Gao Qi's mind began to run at full speed, just to think of a poem about the beauty of summer!
After a long time, Gao Qi suddenly looked at the stream next to him, and a flash of understanding suddenly flashed in his mind, and he already had an idea in his heart.

I saw Gao Qi calmly stopped everyone's voice, saluted to the scholars on the stage and then saluted to the crowd.

Immediately said: "Since everyone loves me so much, Gao Qi, a certain one just came up with a song by chance, and I read it for everyone to taste!"

The spring eye silently cherishes the trickle,
The shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the softness of the sun.

Xiao He only showed sharp horns,
Dragonflies have already stood on their heads.

In an instant, Gao Qi ruthlessly embezzled a piece of "Little Pond" by Yang Wanli, a poet of the Song Dynasty.

Gao Qi thought to himself: "I'm sorry, Brother Wan Li, I just borrowed your poems to save my life!"

Just to say, as soon as this poem was uttered, all the people present were extremely surprised, and all the scholars who were sneering at Gao Qi were also dumbfounded!

These scholars originally thought that although Gao Qi was wearing the attire of a scholar, he was just a bully and a thief, so they all spoke out to ridicule him!

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Gao Qi slapped them hard across the face!

In other words, this poem is actually nothing special, but the only thing is that Gao Qi grasped the key point.

In the stream next to the arena, there happened to be some lotus flowers that had just sprouted some horns, and some dragonflies were flying around on the lotus leaves!
Composing poems by looking at the scenery is the most difficult way to compose poems, so Gao Qi deserved to be the leader of this talent competition!

Although the senior scholar who is at the top of the stage knows that he is self-defeating now, but he said it out of his mouth, there are still many people watching.

So it's not easy to go back on my word, I stood up and was about to announce.

"Wait a minute! Since this brother has composed such a good poem, why not make a good one!"

Just when the senior scholar was about to announce, a scholar interrupted again and asked Gao Qi to write a poem.

And hearing the words, all the scholars present did not give up, and echoed the Tao with their words!
Hearing this, Gao Qi thought to himself, since they have already plagiarized, why not just stop doing it and keep plagiarizing!

Immediately, Gao Qi adjusted his mentality, and suddenly another poem came to his mind!

Just when Gao Qi was about to chant, a heroic young man in the crowd was watching Gao Qi.

It's just that Gao Qi didn't notice it!

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Angry, leaning on the railing, resting in the rain.Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement.Twenty fame and dust, eight thousand miles of road, cloud and moon.Don't wait, the boy's head is white, empty and sad!

Five indiscriminate, national humiliation, still unresolved.National hatred, when will it be destroyed!Drive a long car and step through the gap in Helan Mountain.The aspirations eat the meat of the Hulu hungry, and laugh and talk about drinking the blood of the Huns when they are thirsty.Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que.

In an instant, a copy of Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong" surprised everyone present.

All the scholars were silent and silent!

Di, hello host!You have triggered prestige missions, now open!
Di, congratulations to the host, you have reached the fledgling state!

　Ask for collection, ask for recommendation
　　


(End of this chapter)