Song Menghua: At the beginning, ask to marry Sheng Minglan

The two of them tried their best to engrave everything in their minds in the shortest possible time.

Chapter 98 A Thousand Poems Conquering the Literary World

"It's time to—"

The incense burnt out, the two students put away the atlas without hesitation and returned to Zeng Gong's side.

Neither Su Shi nor Qi Heng spoke.

The two of them closed their eyes at the same time, and their minds were highly concentrated.

Everyone present naturally knew that after reading the Xuanji map, the first thing they had to do was not to compose poems immediately, but to deepen the impression of the map in their minds for a long time.

this moment.

In the five halls of Shuixin, the audience was silent.

It is hard to imagine that in such a grand festival, with so many crowds, they could keep such tacit silence.

All eyes were on the two of them.

moment.

Su Shi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Qi Heng with a smile.

Qi Heng opened his eyes at the same time, calmly.

The two bowed their hands to each other to show their respect.

Since then.

Su Shi didn't hesitate any longer, and spoke first.

"Benevolence, wisdom, virtue, sage Yu Tang, chastity, beauty, glory and glory."

"The virtuous and virtuous are worthy of the emperor, and the equals are floating in Jiangxiang."

The truly frightening thing about Xuanji Tu is that almost every word it composes is a palindromic poem.

In other words, if the same poem is read backwards, it becomes another poem.

For example, this song chanted by Su Shi.

Look upside down——

"The Xiangjiang River floats away from Pilun, and the emperor is matched with saints and ministers."

"Zhang Rong re-emphasizes Hua Xianmiaozhen, and Tang Yu's sages are full of wisdom and benevolence."

So in a certain sense, Xuanji Tu can be called a miracle in the literary world.

That talented woman named Su Hui is definitely qualified to leave a strong mark in the history of the literary world.

Of course.

It is impossible for Qi Heng to read the poems composed by Su Shi backwards again, it is meaningless.

He interfaces quickly.

"Sighing, leaving the scriptures, wandering the road, hurting the heart."

"There is no king in the family, the curtain is clear, the appearance is decorated with flowers, and the mirror is bright."

"Beautiful flowers, Zhu Yaoying, who is proud of the many thoughts and feelings."

This is a three character twelve poem.

It can also be read in a loop.

"Sighing, hurting love, the king has no home, the mirror is bright, and the light is shining. Who is proud?"

Su Shi smiled, of course there would be no surprises, he just read the second song very confidently and quickly.

Qi Heng did his part.

The two of you have a song and I have a song, and the fight is evenly matched.

……

Princess Pingning in the stands was full of emotion.

It was the first time she had witnessed her son's extraordinary performance in a crowd.

Even with regard to Qi Heng's literary talent, in the past two months, she has listened to it countless times and received many envious praises.

But at this moment, seeing him standing there, speaking in a word, everyone looked up to him.

She is still inevitably proud, excited!

"The Qi family... is expected to prosper!"

Those rich and powerful families who used to think that her family was weak and laughed behind their backs because she didn't allow the Duke to take concubines, so they could only be helpless—who would dare to see her joke!

She really has only one son.

But one is enough!

She looked at the women beside her as if nothing had happened.

I saw Mrs. Cao and the others were stunned and lost control of their facial expressions.

Someone involuntarily said: "Sister Qi, your Yuanruo is... too incredible."

"How do you usually teach?"

It was also lamented.

"I didn't expect that our Jiangmen Xungui could produce such a scholar... It's just enviable."

Princess Pingning smiled reservedly.

The little lady Qin of Ningyuan Hou Gu's family sighed on purpose or not.

"The county lord."

"It's rare to have such a young talent among us. You have to be optimistic."

"You can't just let him marry a concubine from a petty official's family."

heard.

The eldest ladies of the British family and Ling Guogong's family are a little unnatural.

Princess Pingning also felt quite uncomfortable.

Yes!

How could she, an only son like the proud son of heaven, marry a concubine daughter!

A group of women have their own thoughts.

not far away.

Countless students stared at the two people in the center of the hall, each of them was blushing and thick-necked.

"Over a hundred!"

"This... this is too perverted!"

"Even if I look at Xuanji Tu, I can't solve so many poems!"

"Are the two of them still human?"

"Why do I feel...the two of them seem to have just started?"

With this sentence.

The students were speechless.

in the hall.

Although Zeng Gong, Su Zhe and the others would not be surprised by the strength of these two people, they are also very busy here at this time.

at the very beginning.

Zeng Gong arranged for two people to record the poems written by Su Shi and Qi Heng respectively.

But soon they discovered that two people were not enough!

The two spoke very fast without any pause, almost one of them finished, and the other followed in the blink of an eye.

Such a speed—

Not to mention two people, even if it is four or eight, it may not be enough time!

"never mind!"

"Stop recording!"

"Take a good look at Xuanji's map to see if the two of them made any mistakes!"

Zeng Bu made the first decision.

The students beside them took out the Xuanji pictures they copied, and listened to the two people talking.

……

"Su Zuoxing felt that he hated the gods, and he sinned against the heavens to separate the old from the new."

"Frost Bingzhai's clean aspirations are pure, and I hope whoever thinks of her loved ones."

Qi Heng wrote another song without thinking.

Su Shi also did not fall behind.

"Sad and sad, Mu Zeng is worried, and the hall is empty and only thinks about chords."

"Tibetan urges the sad sound to play the Qin, and the Shang string stimulates the Chu to flow the Qingqin."

Perhaps for many students present, one hundred or two hundred poems is an achievement that is difficult to achieve.

But for Su Shi.

It's a no-brainer.

Not to mention that it is far from the time for him to think deeply, there are at least a thousand poems that he has deduced together with Su Zhe and Su Xiaomei these years.