Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

The quality of the poem is visible to the naked eye. Even if Zheng Han had a considerable degree of prejudice against Li Xin, who took away his own daughter-in-law, he could not deceive his conscience to say that Li Xin's poems were bad poems. However, it is only limited to the degree of "not bad", and a certain degree of depreciation is naturally inevitable.

"Yes. It's pretty neat." Zheng Han touched his beard and said, his tone was only slightly unnatural.

Chen Yin gave Zheng Han a blank expression and said slowly, "Really? I think it's pretty good."

Although I really want to see Li Xin get embarrassed, seeing him being bullied is something that Chen Yin can't accept. Especially under the premise that Chen Yin himself really thinks Li Xin's little poem is quite interesting.

At this time, Chen Xinheng smiled and said: "Let's take a look at Zheng Xiandi's poem first."

Although this guy doesn't like the Confucian style, but after all, he has a solid family history, and he can see the beauty of Li Xin's poem at a glance. He thought for the first time that if Zheng Boyang wanted to win, the only possibility was that he had already had an old work comparable to this song "I am a siesta in the early summer", otherwise he would undoubtedly lose.

The reason is simple: Chen Xinheng doesn't believe that Zheng Boyang can quickly complete a poem that is more natural and of higher quality than this poem. If Zheng Boyang really has this level of talent, even Zheng Han will not need to bring him to the capital in person—the Zheng family will definitely list him as one of the few people that they focus on training, leaning on a large amount of political and academic resources to help. He quickly became the pillar of the Zheng family.

In fact, the reason why aristocratic families like Wuxing Qiwang have been able to stand for so many years is because most of them have excellent mechanisms for cultivating the next generation. In theory, as long as this set of mechanisms continues to operate, their family can continue to thrive.

Of course, there is always a feast in the world. Theory is theory after all. In the real world, there will be no family that will flourish forever, this is the eternal truth.

Going far, leaving this aside, Zheng Boyang's expression became a bit uglier as Chen Xinheng expected.

Li Xin smiled, calmly, and harmless to humans and animals. However, this smile was very mocking in Zheng Boyang's eyes.

Li Xin raised his hand and said, "Brother Zheng, you can start."

Zheng Boyang quietly clenched his fists, pursed his lips, and finally said, "Qingtun Zhao Lanzhao..."

Zheng Han raised his eyelids slightly. Chen Yin also listened with interest. Chen Xinheng calmly picked up the teacup and took another sip.

Li Xin looked at Zheng Boyang quietly, as if he was also curious about the next sentence.

However, Zheng Boyang unexpectedly did not continue. Although everyone in the hall at this moment, including Li Xin, felt that the first sentence he just said was a bit interesting and the quality was acceptable, but he himself understood very well that he lost.

No one knows his poems better than him. He knew that the old work he wanted to bring out on this occasion had lost Li Xin in terms of interest and refinement. For a while, he couldn't do anything to beat Li Xin's poems. If you lose, you can't hide it.

Damn it.

Zheng Boyang gritted his teeth hard, as if biting a piece of Li Xin's flesh.

This guy, obviously doesn't know where to make a good poem, and deliberately set up a setting to lead me in... Otherwise, how can there be no limit to the genre and no rhyme of a poem?

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