I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

So when Wang Xuan's poems came out, they became fans.

Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the first sentence shows a strong literary talent.

In comparison, Sima Gui's poem is like dung, and the judgment is judged.

Everyone who originally thought that Wang Xuan would definitely lose, suddenly looked at Wang Xuan with admiration.

In the last row, Wang Ben's head, which was about to be hidden in his crotch, slowly lifted up, his face full of shock and surprise.

When did my son become so talented?

This is quite the style of my own year!

"As expected of my son, although my son is not good at martial arts, his literary talent is definitely enough."

Pan Yang next to him couldn't help being speechless, you said just now that he doesn't look like your son.

"it is good!"

Wang Ben couldn't help shouting.

Immediately, the people next to him were also mobilized and applauded.

Sima Gui's complexion was extremely ugly, and he was actually compared to Wang Xuan, his eyes were somewhat gloomy.

This Emperor Xuan must have been prepared long ago, whoever he asked to write the poem, deliberately used it to humiliate himself.

"I still have two..."

Wang Xuan was about to speak.

Since Li Bai's "Qingping Diao" has been copied, it is natural to copy it completely, after all, it is good for the whole family to be neat and tidy.

Unexpectedly, Sima Gui suddenly said at this moment: "Wait a minute, Wang Xuan, did you really write this? Could it be written by someone else?"

"Why, can Young Master Sima afford to lose?"

Wang Xuan pouted.

"Wang Xuan, since you have such a talent for writing, then I will come up with a topic at random, and if you can write a poem, I, Sima Gui, will be convinced."

"Sima Gui, if you ask me to do it, I will do it!"

"Why, don't you dare?

The people around also showed questioning eyes.

Even Wang Ben nodded.

My son can really do things like spend money on poetry.

"Sima Gui, how about this, you come up with a topic and I will compose a poem on the spot, if I come up with it, how about you kneel down and kowtow to me?"

"What if you can't do it?"

Sima Gui said loudly, he is not stupid.

"If I can't do it, how about you go to my house and ask my father for three pennies?"

Hearing this, Sima Gui's eyes lit up.

Three strings of money, that's enough for him to squander for a long time.

"Okay! It's a word."

"Fuck!"

When Wang Ben heard this later, he felt his heart bleeding.

This prodigal son must ruin all his fortune.

"Let's ask questions."

Wang Xuan said proudly.

"it is good!"

Sima Gui took a step forward.

"I don't make it difficult for you either. Your grandfather Wang Jian is one of the four famous generals in the world. He has made many military exploits and is famous. You can write a poem about your grandfather."

Hearing that Sima Gui asked Wang Xuan to write a poem on Wang Jian, everyone fell silent.

Propositional poems are not easy to compose. Generally speaking, if you can compose them within an hour, that's not bad.

If you still want to make a poem with lofty artistic conception and brilliant literary talent, it is tantamount to ascending to the sky.

Regardless of the poetry gatherings that were often held in ancient times, each of your poems and mine were actually prepared in advance.

How can there be a few that can really play out on the spot.

Even Zhou Ziyan sighed.

The poem that Wang Xuan made just now, no matter whether it was written by herself or bought with money, it is very pleasing to her heart.

He felt a little worried about Wang Xuan.

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"My grandfather fought the enemy all his life, and he has made a lot of achievements in battle. I really should write a poem for him."

Speaking of this, Wang Xuan took a sip of wine, then waved his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and began to chant loudly:

The first sentence: When you are drunk, you light up the lamp to watch the sword, and dream of returning to the company of blowing horns.

The second sentence: Moxibustion under the command of eight hundred miles, and the sound of fifty strings turning outside the Great Wall.Point autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

The third sentence: Lu Feikuai made by the horse, and the bow is like a thunderbolt.

The fourth sentence: Settle the affairs of the king and the world, and win the name before and after his life.

The fifth sentence: Poor things happen in vain!

After Wang Xuan's words fell, the eyes of everyone present were already wide-eyed, full of disbelief.

Everyone's heart is full of shock.

They never expected that Wang Xuan would compose such a poem in such a short period of time.

And the genre is novel and unheard of.

The first three sentences vividly depict the image of Wang Jian's fierce battle on the battlefield.

Bringing everyone present back to the battlefield full of gold and iron horses and smoldering flames.

"Solve the affairs of the king and the world, and win the name of life and death."

It is also a tribute to Wang Jian's ideal and ambition to serve the country loyally.

The last sentence "it happened in vain", but it also expresses the emotion of the hero's twilight.

yes!The general is old, but he can only retreat behind the scenes. Isn't this a true portrayal of Wang Jian today?

Wang Jian retreated bravely, but also suffered a lot of criticism.

Some people appreciate his cleverness and wit, but some people think that Wang Jian did this because he was afraid of the sorrow of "the cunning rabbit dies, and the running dog cooks it".

It's because I feel that today's world is not holy enough.

But this poem by Wang Xuan told the world that Wang Jian chose to retire, not because he was worried about the sageness of the current emperor, but because he felt that he was too old to lift a knife.

He also wanted to continue to gallop thousands of miles for His Majesty the Emperor, but he was powerless, so he had no choice but to give up the stage to the young people.

Wang Ben's face was flushed, and his hands were shaking with excitement.

Wang Xuan's poem is more than just a simple victory over Sima Gui because of jealousy.

Instead, he was rectifying the name of his grandfather Wang Jian.

In the future, if anyone questioned Wang Jian again, it would be the most powerful counterattack if he said something pitiful in vain.

"Yeah!"

For the first time, Wang Ben felt that his son was pleasing to the eye.

"Young Master Wang's poem is really shocking! It's a shocking work!"

"Young Master Wang's literary talent is rare in the world, admire! Admire!"

……

There were a lot of praises around, and Zhou Ziyan's eyes glowed.

Sima Gui's face was ashen.

"Master Sima, should you fulfill your promise?"

Wang Xuan would not let go of this opportunity to attack Sima Gui.

"Master Wang, I just made a joke just now."

Sima Gui compensated with a smile.

"A joke? I don't think it's a joke. You can't afford to lose, can you? Get down on your knees."

Wang Xuan said with a smile.

"you……"

"Anger +99."

"Wang Xuan, don't bully people too much!"

Sima Gui said with a gloomy face.

If he really knelt down, he would be killed if he went out, and he would not be able to hold his head up in Fuping City in the future.

"Forget it, this young master will be magnanimous for once. In this way, I won't let you kneel for ten pennies."

Wang Xuan knew that if the other party was really made to kneel, it would be an endless hatred, just to gain experience, it was unnecessary.

"Ten strings?"

Sima Guixin was bleeding, such a large sum of money would kill him.

However, compared with kneeling, it is not unacceptable.