Chapter 467: An eye-opener

“What happened?”

”Why is he not moving?”

”Could he not think about it yet?”

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After seeing the poem written by Li Yi in a short time, Baiguan’s heart was almost desperate. Suddenly, when Zhao Xiuwen watched the poem, he hadn’t written the poem, and he was immediately puzzled.

This is really not a difficult topic to write. If the other party didn’t even come up with a single line of poem after Li Xianzi finished writing, the hundred officials would not only have to doubt, the so-called “Poetry in a thousand years is the highest” , Is it just a name?

But if that’s the case, how could Shigui Wangzhong say “self ashamed”?

“Is there something wrong with Li Xianzi’s poem?” Someone noticed that Zhao Xiuwen’s gaze had been on Li Yi’s poem, and he was puzzled.

”How can this be?” Wei Siye stood in the crowd with a face full of disbelief. He looked at the poem like Zhao Xiuwen, and kept muttering: “How can this be, how can this be?”

A bachelor of Hongwenkan came out, stroked his beard, his expression was a little excited, “I’m eye-opening, it’s really eye-opening!”

Baiguan was very surprised when he heard it. This poem can’t be said to be ordinary, but there is not much brilliance. You can see the appearance of Wei Siye and the scholars of Chu. There seems to be another mystery in this?

So Baiguan looked at the poem again, looking left and right, looking horizontally and vertically—-still did not see the reason.

Everyone’s expressions have changed. Could it be that Wei Siye, the scholar of Chu, and the poetry attainments of that Li Xianzi have reached the level of unpredictability, and they can’t even read it?

At this time, Zhao Xiuwen finally closed his eyes, put down his pen, walked back to the third prince of Qi, and said calmly: “I lost the first game.”

An **** heard this and immediately put out a long burning incense.

Naturally, this competition cannot be unlimited. Otherwise, if you think about a poem for ten and a half days, can your Majesty and many courtiers wait forever?

Three poems, from the topic to the end of the pen, the two share the time for a stick of incense. Li Xianzi didn’t think about it just now. He just wrote the pen and didn’t waste much time. Looking back at Zhao Xiuwen, the incense is already It burned for a short period of time.

”What?”

“Why, you clearly haven’t written it yet!”

Hearing what Zhao Xiuwen said, the expressions of several envoys of Qi state changed drastically. After the young man from Jing Guo wrote the poem, they thought they had a chance to win, but they did not expect it to happen?

Zhao Xiuwen voluntarily surrendered?

In an instant, several envoys looked at him with their eyes and became vigilant. This surname Zhao, won’t it be bought by Jing Guo, or is he —- he is Jing Guo’s undercover agent?

In this round, the envoy of Qi State lost inexplicably, while the hundred officials of Jing State won in a daze.

This won?

Why?

Not to mention that “the highest poem in a thousand years”, even them, during this time, came up with a poem that can beat Li Xianzi’s, although it took a little longer, but only It won’t hurt to win another game. Why did this Qi country give up? Is it true that his poems are blown out?

“You can’t waste too much time in the first game, you did a good job.” The third prince of Qi State finally retracted his eyes and patted Zhao Xiuwen on the shoulder.

Zhao Xiuwen nodded, and when he looked at the figure who was chatting with the little girl again, his expression finally became serious.

“The first game, Li County Zi wins.”

Qi Guo took the initiative to admit defeat, and even the judgement was saved in this round, and the **** immediately announced the result loudly.

Until they heard the news that they had won, Baiguan didn’t understand where they had won.

“Wei Siye, what the **** is going on?”

“Yes, Scholar of Chu, what is so wonderful about this poem?”

“You guys are talking about it.”

Although they won, Baiguan felt even more tormented, and Wei Siye and Chu Scholar immediately became the focus of everyone’s attention.

The scholar of Chu University stroked his beard again, and said with a smile: “Everyone, look at this poem by Li Xianzi.”

Everyone was puzzled, and they looked over again.

”The tide follows the dark waves and the snowy mountains, and the fishing boats in the Yuanpu catch the moonlight.

The 　　 bridge is opposite the pine path of the temple gate, and the alley is spring and the stone is clear.

迢 green trees, rivers, dawn, misty red clouds, sunny evening.

Looking at the surrounding clouds and water, Bifeng has a thousand points of Hongqing. “

But no matter how they look at it, this title “Ti Hanshan Temple” seems to be…, there is nothing special about it.

This poem can only barely describe a few scenes at dusk. If it is carefully studied, it may even digress.

“Old Chu, don’t sell it.” An official urged.

The scholar of Chu shook his head and said: “Masters, might as well try reading this poem backwards.”

”Read it backwards?” Baiguan was puzzled, how could the poems be read backwards?

But some officials subconsciously read it out: “Qinghong counts Qianfengbi, the water meets the clouds and looks around…, hiss, this, this…”

read only one sentence, then he closed his mouth, his eyes protruding from the sockets.

”How is it possible?”

”How can this happen?”

”Here, this poem is read backwards, it is actually a poem!”

After the scholar of Chu University reminded him, Baiguan finally discovered the mystery.

”The tide follows the dark waves and the snowy mountains, and the fishing boats in the Yuanpu catch the moonlight.

The 　　 bridge is opposite the pine path of the temple gate, and the alley is spring and the stone is clear.

迢 green trees, rivers, dawn, misty red clouds, sunny evening.

Looking at the surrounding clouds and water, Bifeng has a thousand points of Hongqing.

Qinghong has a few thousand peaks and green, and the water meets the clouds and looks around.

Sunny sunset, red haze, and green trees at dawn.

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The bright moon fishing boat fishing far away, the mountains and snow waves follow the tide. “

This poem is actually a poem of great quality, no matter whether it is read or not. When the two are superimposed, the meaning of the poem is naturally different.

can not only read directly, but also read backwards, and the reverse reading is equally neat and appropriate. It can be seen that Li Xianzi’s skill in controlling words, he is afraid that he has reached the top in terms of wording and sentence formation, right?

If you say that the reading is from the moonlit night to the dawn of the river, then the reading is from the dawn and dawn to the fishing boat singing night, and everyone can even imagine the two scenes of the Hanshan Temple outside the city.

Poetry, you can still do this?

They finally understand what the academicians of Chu mean by eye-opening. They have lived for decades. Isn’t it the first time they have seen such a magical poem?

It’s no wonder that Zhao Xiuwen gave up surrendering after taking a look, let alone a stick of incense, giving him ten sticks of incense, 100 sticks of incense may not necessarily be okay…

At this moment, Baiguan looked at Li Yi’s eyes, and something changed immediately.

can write such unprecedented poems, even if he had been prepared, where would the poets go?

Perhaps, in today’s competition, they really have the hope of winning. 



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