Chapter 556 Poetry

I don't know who yelled, and everyone's eyes were focused on an inner room in front of the entire hall.

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

"That's Mr. Huangfu."

Tang Panpan whispered something to Chen Mo.

And beside Mr. Huangfu, an extremely elegant woman in a long white dress came out with money in both hands.

Gentle and watery eyes, like the vast starry sky, bright red mouth, lips like crimson spots, and white as jade cheeks, the facial features are perfect like the beautiful stars adorning the starry sky, and the graceful figure is like a resentful Luoshen, Fairy Yousheng A bit, especially a long white dress is more in line with her refined temperament, but the appearance is not clear, because she is wearing a veil, which is a very common situation for women in Tianlin mainland, and there is no such thing as disrespectful to say.

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

"I've met Mr. Huangfu and Miss Liu."

When they appeared, everyone saluted one after another. Although Liu Qingyan's age was not much different from the young talents here, his status needless to say.

A smile appeared on Huangfu's face, then he waved his hand and said, "You don't need to be too polite."

After all, 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' bench.

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

"Everyone."

Mr. Huangfu glanced at the crowd below, and then said: "Being able to come to Miss Qingyan's five-year poetry meeting, everyone must be very accomplished in poetry and lyrics in the Shengyao Empire. Everyone We all know that the Empress loves poetry very much, and the meaning of this poetry club is to show our talents to Her Majesty the Empress. If it succeeds, the poems you write will be known to everyone in the world, and your Majesty will appreciate it, honoring our ancestors, so The old man, Miss Qingyan, City Lord Yang, Chen, Li, and Wang's lyricist masters have come here to select the most beautiful poems in the past five years, and at the same time select the most talented people."

Everyone was extremely excited when they heard Huangfu Gong's words!

This might be their closest chance to Empress Sheng Yao! Maybe it will really take off.

"Okay, let's not talk much, the fighting on the other side will start soon, so our poetry meeting will not be delayed. This poetry meeting is divided into three parts, and the promotion system will be adopted. The six of us Human beings are the judges, who will carefully read your poems one by one. Literary talent does not distinguish between ages and boundaries. I only hope that everyone can display their talents. Please take a seat below."

Mr. Huangfu made a gesture of invitation, and then everyone sat down on the cushions on the ground. There was a small table where they could sit comfortably and write. There were pens and paper on the small table.

Chen Mo wanted to walk away, but at this moment Qin Changqing came over and said to Chen Mo and Tang Panpan: "This is someone else's poetry meeting, and if we come in, it is equivalent to participating, so it is best to sit down Bar."

Chen Mo didn't understand what he was trying to sell. In that case, it would be good to sit down and rest over there!

"But I don't know poetry, can I sit?"

"That's right, Brother Changqing, Panpan doesn't understand poetry at all."

"If you don't understand, just create a song and be eliminated, it doesn't matter much!"

Qin Changqing said.

If Chen Mo didn't participate, how could he let others humiliate him? Don't understand poetry? That would be the best. At that time, only Sun Xiao, who had agreed before, would come out and take the lead in humiliating Chen Mo. Even if he really didn't understand, then his poems would definitely be ridiculed by countless people.

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

The surrounding quiet down,

More than a hundred people all looked at the six people in front of them.

"Miss Qingyan, there are quite a few big names who are here to participate in the poetry meeting."

Mr. Huangfu said with a smile to Liu Qingyan beside him.

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

"It's an honor for Qingyan to come here, and there are some familiar faces. The four great talents in Tianfeng City are all existences that Qingyan admires very much."

In that scene, four handsome men were also deeply proud when they heard Liu Qingyan's words. One of them stood up and saluted.

Chen Mo frowned slightly.

Sure enough, this Liu Qingyan's tone and tone were all ladylike, gentle, and virtuous.

Among these people, Liu Qingyan knew many people, but she would pay more attention to Chen Mo, because among the more than a hundred people, he was the only one wearing a mask, which was very strange.

"Miss Qingyan praises me, we are nothing compared to Miss Qingyan, this time I came here to learn!"

Liu Qingyan also owed a little, and then said: "Young Master Yang is humble, learn from each other, there is no end to learning, and Qingyan also has a lot to learn from everyone."

"Then Miss Qingyan, you can come out and come up with the first round of topics for this poetry meeting." Mr. Huangfu said to Liu Qingyan.

Liu Qingyan nodded slightly, and then said softly: "Then Qingyan would be more respectful than obedient."

This poem will be composed on the fly, and even the person who wrote the poem does not know what he may come up with. This is the most real thing. There is no possibility that you may ask others to write poems in advance and memorize them by yourself.

Liu Qingyan then looked at the crowd, gave another very polite salute, and said, "Then let's take the poetry test in the first round, the topic... how about everyone playing freely?"

Poetry is one word, but it is two things. Poetry is poetry, and words are words, each with its own beauty.

Yang Qianfeng stood up.

This Yang Qianfeng is one of the four great princes of Tianfeng City, and is also known as the head of the four princes. Among the six, the city master Yang is his father, so this person is also powerful and quite powerful. Favored by some women and admired by others! One thing to say, he is indeed talented.

"Then I would like to ask Miss Qingyan, is there no limit to this free play?"

Yang Qianfeng looked at Liu Qingyan's eyes with admiration, yes, this woman is their dream lover.

"If you talk about restrictions, it means that everything you can see here can be used as a poem, how about it?"

Yang Qianfeng hugged his fist: "It's so good!"

"Hahaha, how about this, two quarters of an hour, you can freely walk around this floor of Ruyan Pavilion for two quarters of an hour, looking for the things you want to describe, and read your masterpieces one by one after two quarters of an hour, everyone, please .”