The so-called target of public criticism is Yue Feng’s current situation.

Yue Feng is a little ant, and Shangguan Wan'er is a god who is surrounded by stars. In this situation, can Yue Feng fight back? Now he cannot. The rules are determined. Yue Feng only needs to obey the execution. This is Yue Feng's helplessness.

There were two pairs of eyes watching him in the distance. Yue Pingting, hiding among the female guards, was so nervous that she was breathing a little uncomfortable, while Taiping's eyes were quite playful and teasing.

Yue Pingting was thinking about how her brother could overcome the difficulties, but Taiping was thinking that her mother wanted to use Wan'er to take Yue Feng. Can Yue Feng pass this exam? How should Yue Feng deal with this situation?

I have to say that Yue Feng’s strategy of escaping the enemy for three days is very correct, but there is a saying that goes, you will always come, and you can’t hide it even if you want to!

In such an atmosphere, with such attention, the text will be re-organized. At present, this link is the propositional poem. Yang Jiong's rules are very clear. Poetry needs to be based on the title of "lands and rivers" and express their feelings for the landscape.

Such subject matter is very broad, and in fact it is to write landscape poems. The so-called expressing emotions is to express the author’s own ambitions, ideals, etc.

However, it is not easy to do poems with simple subject matter well. Of course, for Yue Feng, these are all unknown fields and wordsless heavenly books. He was a special force soldier and read a lot of books, but the books he read definitely did not include many Tang poems.

He could recite no more than twenty Tang poems, and several of them were Song lyrics, so it was impossible for him to pretend to slap in the face by plagiarizing and plagiarizing, so he could only admit defeat in this occasion...

However, the scene was full of talented men and experts. Others rely on real abilities when entering Hongwenguan. The literary meeting continued, and two talented men immediately stood up and blurted out, and a few poems immediately ignited the audience.

Looking at the cheers around and the aspiring expressions of several talented men, Yue Feng just noticed that there was a woman sitting next to Shangguan Wan'er.

Look at this woman, wearing a red silk skirt, wearing the most fashionable round neck shirt of a Tang Dynasty woman with a light-colored shawl, a veil on her face, a slim and elegant figure, and her eyes are as lively as water. If you don’t look at her face, just look at her temperament, this woman is undoubtedly a stunning beauty.

"Who can take the lead in today's lottery so that this girl can serve and drink!" Yue Feng heard two female guards whispering in his ears.

Yue Feng couldn't help laughing, thinking no wonder these talented men performed so actively, it was to win the beauty of a kiss!

The poems were written one by one. Anyway, the appreciation level of the Yuefeng sect layman was extremely high, and there were some appreciations on the spot. For example, the official Banqian or even Su Weidao would occasionally appreciate a few sentences. When encountering a rather amazing work, Shangguan Wan'er would even say a few words. The atmosphere on the scene gradually became warm, especially if a masterpiece was released, it would be copied and circulated immediately, and then the copied works were placed on several tables in front of Shangguan Wan'er.

Any poem that can be placed on it is recognized as a masterpiece today, and the leader of today's literary club needs to be selected from these masterpieces!

Gradually, there were more and more excellent works, especially later, big names appeared one after another. When Song Zhiwen's turn came on, the slutty palace poet's hair-shaking action made people vomit.

Look at the poem he stood upright and shook his head and recited: "When I returned, I felt a love apart from the world, and I read the rock farm with my staff.

The source of water sees flowers entering, and the secluded forest collects herbs.

The savage asked about his surname, and the mountain bird called his own name.

If I go and enjoy myself, I will be ashamed of my life.”

As soon as the poem was finished, the audience immediately cheered thunderously. Shangguan Wan'er, who was seated as the leader, also stood up and praised: "Sir Song's poem is wonderful!"

Landscape poetry expresses love and landscape, and has a high idea. It has a transcendent and secular temperament and mentality. It is really a masterpiece!

Song Zhiwen bowed to all sides in a slutty manner and said, "Showing ugly, showing ugly, let the Fang family laugh when they see each other!" He was very polite, but the smugness on his eyebrows could not be covered. Yue Feng looked at this scene and found it ridiculous.

Song Zhiwen's poem undoubtedly set off a climax, and the atmosphere reached a higher level. At this time, the boy who was responsible for copying the poem copied it out, which immediately attracted many people to grab it.

And the many female guards around him all turned their attention to Song Zhiwen. Women love heroes and talented men. Song Zhiwen is really talented.

However, someone soon became dissatisfied. Yang Jiong stood up and the audience was quiet in an instant. Yang Jiong's reputation was higher than Song Zhiwen!

I saw him recite: "Three Gorges are seven hundred miles long, but I only say that Wu Gorge is long.

The heavy rocks are not too strong, and the mountains are rising into the sky.

The cliff is covered with natural dangers, and the raspberry moss is rotten.

It is clearly seen at night, and there is no storm and waves.

If I am loyal and trustworthy, I will be sad about sailing.

You can rush to the pillars and float on Luliang.

Where is the beauty now? Ganoderma lucidum is fragrant.

The apes roar at night in the mountains, and the tourists' tears were wet."

As soon as his poem was released, the audience was shocked. Yang Jiong was not good at landscape poetry, but this poem was done very well. The steep and majestic scenery of the Three Gorges was vividly displayed on the paper, and he used beauty to imply his embarrassment and difficulties of not being able to meet his talents so that it was extremely moving.

The poem Song Zhiwen just now is so high that it is transcends the world. Yang Jiong's poem is deeply rooted in people's hearts, and then the same play is copied and passed on the poem, and then Shangguan Wan'er praised it.

Then Chen Zi'ang stood up again. Chen Zi'ang had a poem that Yue Feng could recite. This alone shows that this person is a great man. A person who can only recite about ten Tang poems can recite "The Song of Climbing the Terrace of Youzhou". The status of this poem in Tang poems is self-evident.

Therefore, Chen Zi'ang's poems will definitely not be bad, and the same drama will be performed next! At this moment, big names have taken action, and the atmosphere on the scene has reached its climax.

And just after all the big names finished their poems, the damn official suddenly said: "Yue Silang, the proofreader, the last poem of the proposition of today's literary meeting will be left to you! Once you have this poem, the proofreader can be considered complete. Yue Zhilang, please!"

The originally bustling and noisy Tingxiang Pavilion suddenly became quiet and became silent. Everyone turned their eyes to Yue Feng. Half a thousand good people were really good at choosing the opportunity. At this moment, let Yue Feng write a poem at the end. It is better to say that he did it on purpose rather than raising Yue Feng. The purpose is naturally to kneel down and lick Shangguan Wan'er!

The talented people in the audience obviously had the same thoughts as Yuan Banqian. Everyone started to make excuses, and then stared at Yue Feng with a sarcastic look on his face, waiting to see Yue Feng make a fool of himself!
Chapter completed!