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Another half hour passed.

Finally, Du Ning relaxed his brows and began to write poems on paper.

Many scholars suddenly became happy and looked at Du Ning expectantly.

Ji Yansheng quickly looked at Ke Changzhi, opened his lips slightly, and transmitted the message with his spiritual mind: "Mr. Ke, judging from how confident Du Ning is, he can't really compose poems that perfectly meet the four topics, right?"

"Impossible! Who is Du Ning? How can he have that kind of literary talent!"

The corners of Ke Changzhi's mouth raised slightly, showing a deep look of contempt, and he said disapprovingly: "We have set up many difficulties for him. No matter how talented Du Ning is, he still can't do it."

"Mr. Ke's words are extremely true. In this way, Du Ning will definitely lose his literary reputation because of today's failure at the literary conference. In serious cases, it may even cause his literary courage to crack." Ji Yansheng was overjoyed.

Ke Changzhi couldn't help the excitement in his heart and whispered: "Great! Our Ke family can finally defeat Du Ning once and avenge the shame. The facts have finally proved that everyone who opposes my semi-saint family will be defeated."

It can't end well."

Not long after, Du Ning wrote a poem, put the brush back on the eucalyptus, and said to Kong Chunfeng: "Master Yan Shenggong, I have completed the work. Please take a look."

As soon as the words fell, someone came over to take away Du Ning's poems and presented them to the judges' table.

Kong Chunfeng took a look, and the great scholars around him immediately came over to take a look.

"Huh? Why did you forget the sentence breaks and punctuation? But here are four columns of fourteen-character verses. It should be a seven-rhythm poem."

"Please ask Yan Shenggong to read this poem aloud."

"Okay."

Kong Chunfeng smiled and nodded, "Let's all watch this poem together."

Then he started reciting with a tone as loud as a bell.

"The lonely building is separated by a dreamy cold lamp, and the drizzle is forced by the cold wind through the window.

The pearls and dew flutter on the hairpin, the worms are on the rope, the jade ring is round and the phoenix is ​​exquisite.

The skin is thin and powdery, and the remaining makeup is faint, and the shadow is in the empty courtyard with sparse columns.

The greenery brings out the fragrance, and near dusk the moon shines on the curtains red."

Immediately afterwards, Kong Chunfeng began to comment and appreciate everyone.

"This is a poem about a girl's resentment. The poem tells the story of a woman who woke up from a sweet dream and faced a cold lamp, listening to the drizzle hitting the sycamore trees outside the window, and the cold wind blowing with raindrops.

On the golden hairpin, this phoenix hairpin on the round temples is exquisite and exquisite."

"The makeup on the woman's face is as creamy as cream, and she is leaning alone against the railing. The plants in the empty yard are even greener, and the fragrance is filling the air. The moonlight after dusk shines red on the curtains, shining on her remaining makeup, which makes her even more...

Add infinite sorrow."

"The rendering of the artistic conception in this poem is extremely clever and can be called a masterpiece."

After the words fell, many readers smiled.

Kong Chunfeng continued: "This should be a palindrome poem written by Yun Qijun. If you read it backwards, the artistic conception will not be reduced at all. I will recite it to everyone again."

"The red curtain reflects the dim moonlight, and the strong fragrance attracts the greenery.

The small columns in the empty courtyard contrast with sparse shadows, and the remaining makeup and powder are thin and condensed on the skin.

Longling phoenix ring with round jade, Suoluo insect hairpin fluttering with dewdrops.

The cold wind is blowing against the window and the drizzle is drizzling. I lean against the building with a cold dream under the lamp."

After finishing reading, there were bursts of exclamations from the scene.

"Okay! Yun Qijun is really talented. He created this palindrome poem with excellent artistic conception, which is enough to surpass the works of most people present!"

"Yes! The seven-rhythm palindrome poem is exactly the same as the first question. What a genius!"

"It seems that the great scholar who proposed the question is going to become Du Ning's teacher."

Many scholars looked at the scholar who asked the first question.

The great scholar was convinced and immediately bowed deeply to Du Ning and said: "Student Xu Yongnian has met Du Banshi. From now on, Xu will be Du Wenjun's half disciple. How can he become Wenjun's half disciple?"

An honor?"

Du Ning accepted Xu Yongnian's apprenticeship unceremoniously, pretending to be old-fashioned and smiling: "Okay, okay, I have another student. From now on, you must study hard with your teacher.

”

"Yes, students must follow Master Du's teachings."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scholars around him burst into laughter.

"Haha...haha..."

Suddenly, Ke Changzhi also laughed.

Everyone was attracted by Ke Changzhi's laughter and looked over one by one.

"Why is Mr. Ke laughing?" Comte asked.

Ke Changzhi raised his hand to Du Ning and said: "Congratulations to Mr. Yunqi for writing a good poem. It completely conforms to the meaning of the palindrome. I admire you very much. But unfortunately, it does not meet my "simplified" word title, so you lose.

, then you have to accept the punishment at the cultural meeting."

As his voice fell, the expressions of scholars from all over the world changed, and discussions started happening everywhere.

"Oops, although Du Ning's palindrome poem is very well written, it lacks the artistic conception of the word 'simple' after all. It is more than enough to answer the first question, but after all it cannot deal with Ke Changzhi's too tricky question. What should I do?" Tian Feipeng was filled with laughter.

The face is anxious.

Fu Yue sighed and said: "With Ke Changzhi's despicable and shameless behavior, he will definitely take this opportunity to attack, but as Du Ning's friends, we must also fight for him."

"You're right, Ke Changzhi hates us, and we can't let him get what he wants no matter what." Tian Feipeng nodded lightly.

Ke Changzhi continued to say to Du Ning: "Since Mr. Yunqi has agreed to my challenge of writing a question, he shouldn't go back on his words in public, right?"

Du Ning smiled mysteriously and said nothing. Instead, he looked at Ke Changzhi with a slightly mocking look.

Ke Changzhi suddenly felt a little angry. He obviously did not meet the requirements of the fourth question, but he still showed such an expression. It was simply ridiculous.

Tian Feipeng said: "Why is Mr. Ke so impatient? Du Ning has to deal with three questions at the same time. It is completely normal for him to be frustrated in the first poem. After all, the question you asked is really too tricky. I think this one can barely pass by Du Ning.

How about we look at the next song he creates?"

"No!"

Ke Changzhi said firmly: "As a literary monarch of the human race, we should set an example and set a good example for the world's scholars. How can we respond to the literary meeting with a perfunctory attitude? If it does not conform to the meaning of the question, it does not conform to the meaning of the question. This is what everyone can see.

Regarding the matter, does Yun Qijun still want to default on the debt?"

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Du Ning smiled and said: "Of course I will not default on your debt, but the poem I wrote may not be in line with your "Jian" title."

"Haha..."

There were many sarcastic voices everywhere.

Ji Yansheng sneered and said: "Du Jun, you underestimate our wisdom too much. Can't we still see whether a poem meets the meaning of the title?"

"If you saw it, how could you say such vulgar words?" Du Ning asked.

Ji Yansheng and Ke Changzhi looked at Du Ning as if they were looking at a fool.

A Liao man stood up, cupped his hands to everyone, and said slowly: "I dare to question Du Jun. There are many scholars now. In this grand gathering, although the poem you wrote meets the first topic, it does not meet the first question."

For the fourth question, you should accept your failure happily instead of making excuses for your failure."

Another Kongcheng man stood up and said: "That's right! As a scholar, you should have an upright mind and courage. How can you make excuses for your own failure? Wouldn't this make the world's scholars laugh?"

"Du Jun, I know you don't want to be punished by the Cultural Council, but tradition is tradition and rules are rules. No exceptions or changes can be made because of you. Please ask Yun Qijun to fulfill the punishment."

"Please Yunqijun be punished!"

More and more scholars stood up, and hundreds of them stood up in an instant. They created a strong momentum invisibly, putting huge pressure on Du Ning.

"Jun Yunqi, the matter has come to this, what else do you have to say? If you want to excuse your failure, it will make more people look down on you."

Ke Changzhi spoke out, laughing from ear to ear, thinking that Du Ning had only written the first poem and would be punished by the fourth difficult problem. From now on, even if this matter is not recorded in official history, it will be recorded in unofficial history.

It will definitely become a joke that will be passed down through the ages.

Du Ning glanced at these people, thinking that they must have colluded long ago just to wait for this time.

"You have misunderstood Du Jun. The poem he wrote is actually very consistent with the meaning of the word 'Jian'. It is very mysterious and can be understood by people." Yan Shenggong's voice sounded.

The faces of many scholars changed.

The faces of those scholars who stood up to ask Du Ning to be punished changed drastically and showed expressions of disbelief.

Could it be that even the dignified Duke Yan had to openly cover up Du Ning? Is Du Ning already important to this level?

Du Ning glanced at Kong Chunfeng, then at Ke Changzhi and Ji Yansheng, smiled slightly, said nothing, and didn't bother to talk to them.

Ke Changzhi was immediately dissatisfied and said: "Mr. Yansheng, what you said is too biased towards Lord Yunqi. You are the head of the Confucius family and the master of the Holy Court. If you don't distinguish between black and white, I can only be

I’ve asked my half-saint to come and judge.”

"What? You want to use your family's semi-saint to threaten me?" Kong Chunfeng looked unkind.

"I dare not, but I only want justice. The poem written by Du Jun does not meet the meaning of the title. No one can deny the fact that Yun Qijun failed." Ke Changzhi said fiercely.

Ye Jinghong said contemptuously: "Ignorant guy, as a great scholar of the Ke family, can't you see the mystery of Du Ning's poem? You are not afraid of being laughed at by the scholars in the world!"

"What did you say? Who are you saying is uneducated and incompetent!"

Ke Changzhi was furious. The use of the words "ignorant and incompetent" on a great scholar can be said to be a great humiliation.

"Of course I'm talking about you!"

Ye Jinghong said contemptuously: "Du Ning wrote this poem. As long as you calm down and savor it carefully, you can know the mystery of it. I have to say that Mr. Yunqi is worthy of being Mr. Yunqi. He responded perfectly with just this poem."

With four topics, it can be said to be unprecedented and unparalleled in ancient and modern times. It is truly the most amazing poem in all times."

"Impossible!" Many readers exclaimed.

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