Start by traveling through the Widow's Village

As soon as Xiao Yuan's poem came out, it immediately raised the grade by more than one level, and even Ye Luyan looked at Xiao Yuan in surprise.

The theme she came out with is very simple, but in fact, it is very biased, ordinary people write about flowers will be specific to which kind of flower, such a broad sense of "flower", usually will not deliberately write.

Therefore, the poem that Xiao Yuan just read is likely to be written on the spot.

It's just that before Xiao Yuan read the poem, she once whispered with Huang Yunshuang, so she thought that this should be Huang Yunshuang's doing, just let Xiao Yuan read it.

But there's no denying that the poem is really great.

But now was not the time to admit defeat, Ye Luyan took two steps forward and whispered:

"Flower, flower."

Shallow, Finn.

Condensation is snow, wrong is glow.

Warblers and butterflies arrive, and the garden occupies the palace shade.

Has been lost in Jingu Road, frequent stationed jade cars.

The grass wants to be a fragrant tree, and the owner is half in the west.

May the spring breeze accompany you, climbing and turning to the end of the world.

When she finished reading, the entire hall fell silent.

To say that her song is better than Xiao Yuan's, in fact, it is not, but her one is more in line with the theme, which is a poem purely about flowers.

So for a while, everyone didn't know how to judge.

"The poem of the Lord of Yeluyan County is well written, but I prefer Xiao Yuan's poem, whether it is artistic conception or level, it is slightly better!" A moment later, an old master of the Hanlin Academy stood up and said softly: "But this poem by the Lord of Yeluyan County is more in line with the theme, so... It can only be counted as a draw, can the county owner have an opinion?" This

is the conclusion reached by several old masters after consultation just now, and it is relatively fair.

Ye Luyan smiled slightly and said: "If it is usual, I also agree with the old master's words, Xiao Gongzi's poem just now is indeed very good! But now it is a competition between the two countries, not a literary competition, so according to the rules of the competition, I am more in line with the theme, shouldn't I be slightly better?"

Seeing this, the corners of Ye Luyan's mouth turned up slightly, and said: "Don't say that I am strong words, didn't Xiao Gongzi already write a poem just now?

Seeing this, Ye Luyan was even more proud, not to mention whether the other party still had a poem of that level just now, even if there was that it was Huang Yunshuang's, now she pointed out that letting Xiao Yuan compose poetry, basically equivalent to holding a point of poetry in her hand.

Together with one point from Wubi, they have already scored two points, and it can be said that they are already invincible.

Huang Yunshuang's lips moved, but she didn't speak, at this time she already regretted a little, if she had just done what Xiao Yuan said, and she had read the poem just now, the situation would probably be different.

When Ye Luyan proposed to let Xiao Yuan write another one, she had already guessed the other party's thoughts, but this poem was really written by Xiao Yuan just now, so she felt helpless, because the other party was also crooked.

Because in her opinion, Xiao Yuan could not write two poems of such high quality in a short period of time, and it was also necessary to write about flowers.

So if she had read it just now, the other party might not dare to make such a request, after all, Xiao Yuan really has no reputation now.

On the side of Daxia, he looked at Xiao Yuan, when he and Huang Yunshuang whispered just now, everyone saw that those who were not familiar with Xiao Yuan had the same idea as Ye Luyan, only Mo Wentian and Qin Yuncai, who insisted on watching with injuries, had some expectations in their hearts.

After all, Xiao Gongzi has already written one just now, according to the regulations, we still have not written it here!" After thinking carefully, Huang Yunshuang spoke.

Although she was not sure that she could write a better poem than Xiao Yuan just now, she already had some ideas in her heart, which was better than not writing anything.

"Of course you can..." The corners of Ye Luyan's mouth turned up slightly, and said: "As long as Miss Huang can fit the theme and write better than me, after all, this is part of the competition!" She

dared to guarantee that it was possible for Huang Yunshuang to write a poem that was no worse than just now, but in a short period of time, it was absolutely impossible for the other party to write a poem that was more suitable for the theme of "flowers" than her.

She came up with this question, originally planned to be surprised, if she was won by Huang Yunshuang like this, then she could only bow down.

Lord Yeluyan, as long as I write a poem about flowers that is no worse than just now, will we win this one?" Without waiting for Huang Yunshuang to agree, Xiao Yuan quickly stood up and said.

Although he remembers a lot of poems, he can't guarantee that he wants to find a poem that fits the flower better than the other party, but if he wins with the quality of the poem, he can still do it.

"Of course, if Xiao Gongzi can do it, how about giving this point to you?" replied Ye Luyan haughtily.

"Well, Lord Jerud, listen....

Red lotus incense residue jade autumn. Gently untie the robe and go alone on the Lanzhou. Who in the cloud sent the brocade book, when the goose character returned, the moon was full in the west building.

Flowers float by themselves. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idleness. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so he lowered his eyebrows, but he went to his heart. Xiao Yuan did not give the other party a chance to repent, and directly opened his mouth to read.

His words fell, and everyone in the hall looked at him dumbfounded.

Just let you make a similar poem! I didn't let you surpass it! You are like this, what do you let others do?

Huang Yunshuang's beautiful eyes stared at Xiao Yuan without blinking, as if he wanted to see him through.

On the other side, Li Changfeng, who has always looked down on Xiao Yuan, also had to sigh at this time, just compared to poetry, he really didn't seem to be the opponent of the other party.

Not to mention whether this poem was just written by Xiao Yuan, even if he wrote it before, it can prove that his literary skills are not lower than him.

And not to mention arithmetic, even the old master of Xiahou, who teaches arithmetic in the Hanlin Academy, thinks that he is inferior, not to mention him?

He had a hunch that he would not seem to be his opponent either.

For a time, Li Changfeng was a little envious and a little jealous of Xiao Yuan.

"Good, good, good... Xiao Gongzi's poem is really beautiful, and this word should be revealed!" An old man shouted "Yes three times in a row, which woke everyone up and applauded one after another.

Qin Yuncai, who was sitting on the side, was even more excited and almost stood up, but the movement was too big, which touched the wound, which made her sit down again with a grin.

"Hahaha... The old man knows, how is it difficult to get this kid in poetry?" "Mo Wentian is afraid that he is the happiest at this time, with the relationship between Xiao Yuan and their Mo family, this can definitely be regarded as a treasure.

Even the mind of matching Mo Qing and Xiao Yuan was moved in his heart, of course, provided that Xiao Yuan had to break off contact with those wives in the widow's village.