Chapter 556: Poetry

Someone shouted, and everyone's eyes were focused on the direction of an inner room in front of the entire hall.

There, an old man dressed simply and with a scholarly air came out with a book in his hand, talking and laughing, and behind those old men, an old man wearing a light golden robe and sharp eyes came out.

"That's Mr. Huangfu."

Tang Panpan whispered to Chen Mo.

Next to Mr. Huangfu, an extremely elegant woman in a white long skirt came out with her hands.

Gentle eyes like water, like the vast starry sky, bright red mouth, lips like crimson dots, white jade cheeks with perfect facial features like the beautiful stars decorating the starry sky, graceful figure like the resentful Luoshen, a little better than a fairy, especially a white long skirt is more in line with her unworldly temperament, but her appearance can't be seen clearly, because she is wearing a veil. It is a very common situation for women in Tianlin Continent to wear veils, and there is no so-called disrespect.

This woman's temperament is not noble, nor cold, but more of a kind of...elegance! Gentleness! That's right, like a white lotus, the first sight makes people feel that this must be the best choice for a good wife and mother.

"Meet Mr. Huangfu, meet Miss Liu."

When they appeared, everyone saluted. Although Liu Qingyan's age is not much different from the young talents here, her status is needless to say.

Mr. Huangfu smiled, then waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite."

After that, she, Liu Qingyan and the other four elders who seemed to be the highest status here sat in a position similar to that of the judges' seat.

Mr. Huangfu and Liu Qingyan sat in the middle, which also depends on their status.

"Everyone."

The Huangfu Lord glanced at the people below, and then said: "Being able to come to Miss Qingyan's poetry meeting held every five years, I believe that you are all people with great attainments in writing poems and lyrics in the Shengyao Empire. Everyone knows that the empress loves poetry and lyrics, and the significance of this poetry meeting is to show our talents to Her Majesty the Empress. If successful, the poems you write will be known to the world and appreciated by Her Majesty the Empress, bringing honor to the family. Therefore, I, Miss Qingyan, Lord Yang, and the three lyricists of Chen, Li, and Wang have come here to select the most beautiful poems in the past five years, and also select the most talented people."

Everyone was very excited when they heard the words of Huangfu Lord!

This may be the closest opportunity for them to be with the Shengyao Empress! Maybe they will really be successful.

"Okay, let's not talk too much. The fighting on the other side will start soon, so we won't delay our poetry meeting. This poetry meeting is divided into three stages and will adopt a promotion system. The six of us are the judges. We will read your poems one by one. There is no age or boundary for literary talent. I just hope that everyone can show their talents. Please take your seats."

Huangfu Gong made a gesture of invitation, and then everyone sat on the cushions on the ground. There was a small table that was just comfortable for sitting and writing. There were pens and paper on the small table.

Chen Mo wanted to walk away, and at this time Qin Changqing came over and said to Chen Mo and Tang Panpan: "This is someone else's poetry meeting. We are equivalent to participating in it when we come in, so it's better to sit down."

Chen Mo didn't understand what he was trying to keep secret. In this case, it would be good to sit down and take a rest over there!

"But I don't understand poetry, can I sit down?"

"Yes, Brother Changqing, Panpan doesn't understand poetry at all."

"If you don't understand, just create a poem and get eliminated. It doesn't matter much!"

Qin Changqing said.

If Chen Mo doesn't participate, how can he let others humiliate him? Don't understand poetry? That would be the best. At that time, all he needs to do is let Sun Xiao, who was agreed upon before, come out and take the lead in humiliating Chen Mo. Even if he really doesn't understand, his poems will surely be ridiculed by countless people.

Then Chen Mo and Tang Panpan sat next to each other, and Qin Changqing sat on the other side of Tang Panpan.

The surroundings became quiet, and more than a hundred people looked at the six people in front of them.

"Miss Qingyan, there are many big names participating in the poetry meeting this time."

Huangfu Gong smiled at Liu Qingyan next to him.

Liu Qingyan nodded, then slowly stood up and bowed elegantly to the more than a hundred people in front of her.

"It is Qingyan's honor that you can come. There are also some familiar faces. The four great talents of Tianfeng City are all people that Qingyan admires very much."

There were four handsome men in the field who were also deeply proud of Liu Qingyan's words. One of them stood up and saluted.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

As expected, Liu Qingyan's voice and tone are all those of a lady from a noble family, very gentle and virtuous.

Liu Qingyan knows a lot of these people, but she pays more attention to Chen Mo, because among more than a hundred people, he is the only one wearing a mask, which is very strange.

"Miss Qingyan, thank you for your praise. Compared with Miss Qingyan, we are nothing. We come here to learn!"

Liu Qingyan also bowed slightly, and then said: "Mr. Yang is modest. Learning from each other is endless. Qingyan also has a lot to learn from everyone."

"Then Miss Qingyan, you can come up with the first round of questions for this poetry meeting." Huangfu Gong said to Liu Qingyan.

Liu Qingyan nodded slightly, and then said softly: "Then Qingyan will respectfully obey your order."

The poems in this poetry meeting are all improvisations, and even the person who sets the questions himself doesn't know what he might ask. This is the most real thing. There is no possibility that you may ask others to write poems in advance and memorize them yourself.

Liu Qingyan then looked at everyone, bowed politely and said, "Then let's test poetry in the first round. The topic... How about everyone's free expression?"

Poetry is a word, but they are two different things. Poetry is poetry, and lyrics are lyrics. Each has its own beauty.

Yang Qianfeng stood up.

This Yang Qianfeng is one of the four princes of Tianfeng City, and is also known as the leader of the four princes. Among the six, the city lord Yang is his father, so this person is also powerful and is also favored by some women and admired by others! To be honest, he is indeed talented.

"Then may I ask Miss Qingyan, is there no limit to this free expression?"

Yang Qianfeng looked at Liu Qingyan's eyes with admiration. Yes, this woman is the dream lover of these people.

"If there is a restriction, then you can write poems about anything you see here, how about that?"

Yang Qianfeng clasped his fists: "That's great!"

"Hahaha, then let's do this, two quarters of an hour, during which you can all walk around this Ruyan Pavilion and find the things you want to describe, and after two quarters of an hour, I will read your masterpieces one by one, everyone, please."