A few flowers are sparse and fragrant in quiet places, and the scenery will become a beautiful place without being desolate.

The warmth returns to the poor valley and spring is often early, and the shadow falls into the cold stream.

Relying on the elegant style and high style, only the quality of light clothes are eliminated.

The sky is full of frost and moon, and the flowers are surrounded by flowers, and the butterfly dreams of Wufu Zhuang Zhou are crazy.

"good!"

"What a poem about plum blossoms!"

As soon as Shi Jin finished speaking, colorful sounds rose everywhere.

Shi Jin also looked at Luo Binwang proudly.

Luo Binwang narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly stroked his beard, and his lips whispered slightly, as if he was savoring. From his perspective, Shi Jin's body was filled with shallow literary spirit, and in the hall, he could hear the quiet root needle. Gradually, all his eyes moved towards Luo Binwang and waited for him to speak.

After a while, Luo Binwang praised: "This poem has a lofty artistic conception. Although the brushwork is a bit lacking in level and tone, it is just a skill of writing. It is not easy to cover up the beauty. It is judged by the nine grades of poetry. It can be ranked as the fourth grade. Shi Sanlang is undoubtedly able to scatter ink on the wall!"

Poetry is divided into nine grades. Although poetry can be judged purely by literary spirit, due to many factors such as experience, age, knowledge, etc., the older the age, the higher the fame and reputation, the more literary spirit it is. This is unfair to the true level of poetry and young students. In view of this, customs have gradually formed in the evaluation of poetry and prose.

That is, the higher the fame and reputation, the older the age, the more you are, the less points you lose.

Taking Shi Jinyin's poems as an example, the literary spirit can only be ranked eighth, but considering the comprehensive factors such as the level of poetry, age, fame, etc., Luo Binwang gave the fourth grade evaluation, which is already very impressive at this age.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Shi Jin was extremely satisfied, bowed deeply, and walked out of the table.

A maid has prepared the pen and ink. Shi Jin dipped it in full ink and picked up the pen to write. It was actually a font imitating Wang Xizhi. Although it was a little green, it was very difficult.

"good!"

"Good word!"

From time to time, praise comes out.

Shi Jin was like a chicken blood, and he engraved the book with forty-two large characters, and even wrote the title and wrote the title.

"Brother Bo Yu is a foreign guest, so I, the master, should throw my bricks and attract jade!"

Lu Wen was also in a state of excitement and could no longer hold back, so he started chanting first.

"It's different if there is plum blossom, and it turns into snow and frost in the year.

The sparse fence is falling on the beautiful moon, and the quiet window is faintly breeze.

The growth Yuan comes from Qiongyupu and is arranged in the Crystal Palace.

Why do you need to update the news of spring? There is a faint fragrance in your dreams."

Another poem about plum blossoms is very targeted, and Lu Wen and Shi Jin's anus are on!

Lu Wen looked at Shi Jin like a tactile look and bowed up: "Please give me some advice."

Luo Binwang saw clearly with his secret method. When Lu Wen recited his poems, he also had shallow fluctuations in his literary spirit. Although he was slightly inferior to Shi Jin, his literary words were better than him.

After a moment, Luo Binwang nodded and said, "The words and pronunciations of this poem are remarkable, but unfortunately the artistic conception is slightly inferior, so it can also be listed in the fourth rank. If Nephew Lu has no objection, he can leave the poem on the wall!"

Although he was a little disappointed that he could not defeat Shi Jin, Lu Wen also knew that the fourth to third grades were a natural barrier. The middle and upper grades were almost the ceiling of the white-body person. Moreover, Luo Binwang was in the poetry world, with Wang Bo, Yang Jiong and Lu Zhao, and among the four, he picked up any of them as a master of literary world who was the only one. Not to mention doubt, he could not even have any idea of ​​questioning.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Lu Wen gave a gift and went to the wall to write.

Chen Zi'ang stood up and said, "The students came from Shu, passed by Chu, and had a feeling in their hearts. I got a poem. Please give a tourist a taste!"

"Go to Wu Gorge from afar and look at the next chapter platform.

The mountains and rivers of Ba Country are gone, and the smoke in Jingmen is opened.

The city is divided into vast wilderness, and the trees are broken and the clouds are covered with white clouds.

Today’s crazy singer, who knew that he would come to Chu.”

"good!"

Zhang Jian applauded loudly.

"Good poem!"

Xiao Ye also nodded in praise.

Luobin Wang saw that Chen Zi'ang's equally meager literary spirit was not as strong as Lu Wen and Shi Jin, but in terms of the poem itself, it was better than the empty chanting of plum blossoms.

To be honest, since the Six Dynasties, there have been many poems about plum blossoms. Which poet has never chanted plum blossoms? No matter how outstanding the writing is, it is inevitable that the aesthetic fatigue will be caused, and it will even give people a feeling of rebelliousness. On the contrary, Chen Zi'ang's poetry style is fresh and not cliché.

After a moment of pondering, Luo Binwang said: "The so-called traveling thousands of miles and reading thousands of books, the ancients did not deceive me. Chen Xianniang's poem depicts a landscape painting based on his own experiences and experiences, showing the scenery of Bashu. I am sorry that my literary talent is a little lacking. I am also rated as the fourth rank. If my nephew has no objection, he can leave a poem on the wall."

"Thank you for your advice!"

Chen Zi'ang bowed and left the wall to leave ink.

The three major talents actually tied, and there were many discussions in the table.

Fifth floor, East private room.

A pretty maid asked, "Does these three people not distinguish between the top and bottom according to their wife's opinion?"

“Oh ~~”

The woman sighed: "Each person is good at it and has his own strengths. The literary talent of these three people is the pinnacle of their peers. How difficult is it to break through to the third grade without fame?"

In the West Box, Zhang Jianzhi also looked at the mirror and recited the three poems silently. Finally, he sighed dejectedly. He couldn't tell the difference, and he always felt a little regretful.

"Who else is willing to present a poem?"

After Lu Wen and Chen Zi'ang left their own mourning, Luo Binwang asked again.

Zhang Jian whispered: "Brother Xiao, don't you go and give it a try?"

Xiao Ye shook his head.

Originally he had a plan to try his best, but Chen Zi'ang, Shi Jin and Lu Wen were named by Luo Binwang, and the main dishes were already served. He went to recite poems by himself, which was not suitable for the situation or the time. No matter how good it was, it was just the dessert rice porridge after the meal.

When reciting poetry, we also pay attention to the harmony between the right time and the right place and people. We cannot speak a few words on a casual occasion. That is called losing and downgrading!

Xiao Ye would rather give up this opportunity and try Tong Sheng to fight with real swords and guns than be inferior to others.

Others have similar ideas, and no one writes poetry to deal with it.

Luo Binwang looked at it and planned to summarize two sentences. A student named Huang Wenguang stood up beside Shi Jin and bowed up and said, "Mr. Tourism, Sanlang, Lu Lang and Brother Bo Yu each have their own strengths, and it is difficult to distinguish between literary talent. But for us spectators, there are always regrets. The so-called friends are promising friends and have the responsibility to solve their worries and problems. Since the three of them cannot distinguish between superiors and inferiors, our friends will each publish poems and prose to determine the outcome."

"This is a good idea!"

Lu Wen's younger brother, Lu Wu, slapped the table: "After a certain person, Brother Bo Yu, had two friends, so his brother and Shi Sanlang each chose two, and six of them wrote poems. I think he could distinguish the difference!"

Lu Wen's heart moved. He understood what Shi Jin meant. Chen Zi'ang was an outsider. He was not in Zizhou, but went to Jiangdu to take the exam. With his literary talent, he would definitely occupy the quota for a child. However, thousands of students in Jiangdu County only took thirty points. He occupied one, and there was one less one person. Shi Jin planned to squeeze Chen Zi'ang away first.

Zhang Jian knew the two people brought by Chen Zi'ang. The son of the silk merchant had an average literary talent. Not to mention writing poetry, it would be good to write rumors. Although the other person was dressed in a cold manner, he was mostly an unknown person, and it was no problem to win.

If Chen Zi'ang loses, not only will he be of careless friendship, but he may affect the examiner's judgment, but he may be more likely to be affected by his mentality, perform abnormally in the examination room, and miss the quota for child students.
Chapter completed!