Su Shi's "Inscription on Jinshan Temple" is a masterpiece of palindrome poems. Although it is not as well-known as most of his poems, it still has a high status in the professional field.
The level of poetry development in this world is far inferior to the world Li Yi is familiar with, because of the particularity of this poem, the shock it caused even surpassed those top-level works.
Not lyrical or expressive, purely for showing off skills, don't you agree to bite me
Zhao Xiuwen saw this, so he simply surrendered to avoid wasting time.
Although he can write an excellent poem that is not inferior to it, but if he wants to write a poem that reads both forward and reverse, and the artistic conception is not bad, it cannot be completed in a short time, even He wasn't at all sure he could write it.
If this poem really came from the young man on the opposite side, then the other party's control over words must have already been perfected to a terrifying level.
Emperor Jing has a calm expression, sitting on the dragon chair, giving people a feeling that everything is under control.
All the officials were determined, His Majesty was indeed His Majesty, and the temporary replacement of Wei Siye had been calculated for a long time.
The third prince of Qi State patted Zhao Xiuwen on the shoulder, and comforted him: "I never thought that Li Xianzi is so young and has such profound knowledge in poetry and prose. You can do your best, and you don't need to care too much about winning or losing."
"I'm very happy to meet an interesting opponent." Zhao Xiuwen smiled, as if he didn't care at all.
At this time, the two eunuchs had already lit their incense sticks respectively, the third prince of Qi State drew the first lottery, and the second lottery was naturally Jing Guo's turn.
Shen Xiang randomly took out a stick from the bamboo tube, glanced at them, then looked at the two of them, and said, "Dragon Boat Festival."
Poems about seasons are actually not difficult, and there are countless outflows every year, but because they are too common, it will become extremely difficult to stand out from the crowd.
The atmosphere in the hall was quiet. All the officials held their breath and tried not to make a sound. Zhao Xiuwen closed his eyes again. He had already investigated the officials in the court. When he wrote poems, he liked to close his eyes and meditate. When is the time when the poem is completed.
Because the hall was too quiet, the sudden sound of footsteps was very clear.
Everyone watched Li Xianzi walk up to the table and start writing, the expression on his face froze again.
From Shen Xiang announcing the title to the time he went to the desk, it was only a few breaths. In such a short period of time, he actually came up with a poem
No matter how high his attainments in poetry are, it is impossible not to think about it!
Baiguan's complexion was strange, and he sighed secretly in his heart, even if His Majesty really had arranged it long ago, this Li County Zi should pretend to be a little bit, such a clumsy acting skill, even they can't be fooled, let alone the Qi people, His Majesty I really found the wrong person once, which one of the hundred officials would not be more similar to Li Xianzi
Under the attention of everyone, not long after, Li Yi put down his pen and said silently in his heart: "Mr. Dongpo, please don't mind borrowing your poems again..."
The eunuch immediately hung up the wet paper again.
When Baiguan looked over this time, he had two completely different expressions from before.
Unlike the previous poem, this que did not deliberately show off its skills, whether it is content or form, it is the mainstream recognized by countless people.
"Huanxisha Dragon Boat Festival."
"Sweat lightly permeates Biwan, bathing Fanglan in the Dragon Boat Festival of Ming Dynasty. The flowing fragrance is full of Qingchuan.
The colored thread is lightly wrapped around the red jade arm, and the small talisman is hung obliquely on the green cloud servant girl. A beautiful woman has met for a thousand years. "
A few short lines of poems not only vividly show the folk customs of the Dragon Boat Festival, but also the last line is the finishing touch. A beautiful woman has met for a thousand years. Is this the longest and most true promise
I just don't know who this beautiful woman is, could it be his wife
Zhao Xiuwen didn't know when he opened his eyes. He didn't pick up his pen and start writing immediately, but walked over to Li Yi and cupped his hands, and asked, "I'm Zhao Xiuwen, don't you know your name?"
All the officials were surprised, at this moment, Zhao Xiuwen didn't write poems, so why come here
"Li Yi." Li Yi arched his hands, and thought to himself, you should write quickly. After you finish writing, you can quickly end this boring competition.
"As expected, Li Xianzi, Li Yi, I should have known..."
There was no surprise on Zhao Xiuwen's face, he sighed, took out a thin book from his sleeve, and said: "Zhao originally thought that poetry was unmatched among the younger generation, until he passed Qing'an, your country. I bought this "Mingyue Collection" in the busy market, and I realized how stupid it is to sit in a well and watch the sky. Since then, Zhao has often been agitated by reading Brother Li's poems, and can't sleep all night. Shixian is nothing more than that, she wanted to make friends with Brother Li, but she never got it, she never expected to meet him on such an occasion, it is really a trick of luck..."
Zhao Xiuwen's words made all the officials dumbfounded.
Even if the other party is from Qi, none of the officials does not recognize his poetic talent. He defeated the poet king Zhong, and many Jing Guo talents were defeated by him. How much praise is there for Li Xianzi
Every word he said was boasting of Li Xianzi, and he didn't hesitate to use words, but what he meant beyond his words was - this competition, did he admit defeat
In this case, Jingguo lost one game and won another game. Although it was a temporary draw, it gave them a chance to breathe, which was of great significance.
"I'm not as good as you." Zhao Xiuwen looked at Li Yi and said seriously.
The faces of the envoys of Qi State were gloomy, and one of them was about to speak, but after being glanced at by the third prince, he swallowed back what he was about to say.
Li Yi was also surprised in the same way. Zhao Xiuwen said such a thing in front of the envoys of the Qi State and the officials of the Jing State, which greatly exceeded his expectations.
Did you meet a fan
He had to admit that no matter whether it was the third prince of Qi or the one in front of him, even if the camps were different, it was difficult for him to feel the slightest bad feeling towards them in his heart.
"Concession." Li Yi cupped his hands again.
The third prince of Qi State nodded to Li Yi, then raised his head and said, "Your Majesty, we lost this competition."
From the beginning to the end, he never asked Zhao Xiuwen a word.
Following the words of the Third Prince of Qi, there was an uproar in the court hall.
No one thought that this competition of poetry and prose would have such a result.
There was no judgment, no debate, Li Xianzi was straightforward, Zhao Xiuwen conceded twice, winning was so simple and easy.
When the people's hearts were in a slump, this victory was undoubtedly an exciting thing, and the court's face was finally saved.
Not long after, all the officials walked out of the hall one after another, and at the same time, one after another news came out from the palace gate.