"Cui Xian agreed to compete with Zhao Yaozu in poetry. Now the two of them are heading towards the bamboo forest behind the clan school together!"
Pei clan studies.
Someone came back loudly to report the news, which immediately caused an uproar and astonishment.
Although Pei Jian and others boasted wildly yesterday, everyone in the clan school was reserved about whether Cui Xian was a "genius prodigy".
But "The Legend of the Seven Heroes of Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit" is indeed full of ups and downs!
Moreover, Cui Xian is one of our own, and Zhao Yaozu is here to challenge us.
What’s more serious is that Cui Xian, who is eight years old, has not yet started to learn.
If you follow Pei Jian and a few other playboys and finish reading enlightenment books, then you can be considered enlightened.
But whether it counts or not is another matter for now. What is beyond doubt is that Cui Xian definitely cannot write poetry!
Then what is the point of competing in poetry?
Zhao Yaozu has bad intentions. He wants to use Cui Xian as a stepping stone to become famous!
"Let's go and take a look."
"Where's Pei Jian? He's always so arrogant, why don't you keep an eye on him? Brother Cui Xian actually fell into Zhao Yaozu's trap!"
"How can this be possible, shameless Zhao Yaozu!"
Because the teacher took leave, there was no more restraint.
The indignant students rushed out of the school and headed towards the bamboo forest behind.
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The Pei clan school is surrounded by a bamboo forest.
Further back, there are green willow forests swaying in the wind, and the broad, clean, and beautiful Baihe River.
On a summer morning, the sun shines brightly.
The surface of the river was shining with golden light, and water birds were flying and white geese were wandering.
The scenery is really beautiful.
However, outside the bamboo forest, beside the river, there was a group of young boys who were divided into two groups and confronted each other.
Zhao Yaozu's side looked very proud.
The Pei clan school, however, was filled with anxiety and worry.
Because half a cup of tea ago, Cui Xian accepted Zhao Yaozu's challenge.
then.
Zhao Yaozu used "writing poems based on the scenes and objects that you and I see" as a starting point.
The venue for the 'poetry competition' was arranged here.
He shamelessly said, "I won't take advantage of you. We chose the topic temporarily and the venue randomly. Next, each of you will write a poem based on your ability. I will make you admit defeat with a clear conscience!"
Straight thief!
Pei Jian snorted and looked around: "What a temporary topic, a random venue? Mr. Zhao, you must have found someone to write the poem in advance, right?"
"The theme is the scenery and objects you see. Let me guess. Is it about bamboo, willow, sunrise, or river water?"
Zhao Yaozu's face changed and he gritted his teeth.
Because Pei Jian actually guessed it right!
But he refused to admit it and sneered, "I don't want to talk to a useless person like you! The duel has already begun, so just keep quiet and don't disturb my creation."
After saying that.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhao Yaozu began to pretend to be thinking hard.
Pei Jian rolled his eyes, then looked at Cui Xian with a worried look: "Brother Xian, can you really write poetry? You haven't even started to learn it properly."
Cui Xian said confidently: "I have been enlightened! Big brother, and the other three brothers taught me how to be enlightened."
Hearing this, everyone looked even more desperate.
Zhuang Jin and the other three felt bitter in their mouths——
These four guys are useless and can't even help themselves. How can they teach Cui Xian anything useful?
Gao Qi rolled his eyes and said, "Otherwise, I'll go over now and knock Zhao Yaozu unconscious with one punch. Then today's poetry duel will be over."
What a bad idea!
Cui Xian shook his head and whispered, "Don't worry, I know that Zhao Yaozu wants to use me as a stepping stone. But it's still unclear who will be the stepping stone later!"
He wanted to keep a low profile for a few more days, but someone was looking for trouble, so Cui Xian naturally wouldn't tolerate it.
His reputation as a 'child prodigy' hasn't been fully established yet, so how could he let Zhao Yaozu get away with it?
Zhuang Jin said anxiously: "That's what I said, but the problem is...Brother Xian, you have never learned to write poetry!"
Cui Xian blinked when he heard this: "I have learned it, Brother Zhuang, don't forget it. Among the enlightenment books my eldest brother taught me, there is a book called "Introduction to Prosody."
Ah, so what?
Not only did Zhuang Jin not understand, but the others didn't understand either.
Cui Xian explained earnestly, "Sound and Rhythm Enlightenment is a book that trains children to write couplets and master the rhythm of rhyme. I finished reading it, so I learned how to write poetry."
Everyone:?
No? Is this reasonable?
“Hahahahahahahaha.”
"According to what you said, if I finish reading the Four Books and Five Classics, I can pass the imperial examination and become the top scholar?"
"How ridiculous, absurd, ignorant and arrogant!"
"You dare to call yourself a child prodigy? Get ready to be taught a lesson by Brother Yaozu later!"
The other side.
The group of teenagers who came with Zhao Yaozu burst into laughter when they heard this.
Zhao Yaozu was also laughing.
After laughing, he looked at Cui Xian with contempt and pointed at the bamboo forest with an exaggerated expression: "Got it!"
Cui Xian had been mocked by this person for no reason and had long been unhappy, so he deliberately said, "What do you mean, what are you looking at? There are so many bamboos here. Do you have poor eyesight? Did you just see them?"
This time, it was Pei Jian and others' turn to laugh.
Zhao Yaozu looked ashamed and angry. He was in no mood to put on a pretentious performance. He just wanted to teach Cui Xian a lesson with his "masterpiece".
So after a cold snort, he said loudly: "I wrote this poem, named "Ode to Hsinchu". You listen carefully--"
"Last night, the rain fell slantingly in the East Garden, and bamboo shoots sprouted out of the mossy steps, breaking through the frost.
If Xu Lingyun leaves tomorrow, I will first sweep the hair off your temples."
As soon as this poem came out, the Pei clan school fell silent, with despair in their eyes, obviously shocked.
Pei Jian and the other three were so anxious that they scratched their heads, but there was nothing they could do.
I suffer from the lack of education!
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