Lu Yuntian's face was ashen. He never expected that Jiang Ning could answer the question calmly, and he couldn't find any problems. He had already lost this game. In front of everyone, he could only

Give up.

What Jiang Ning did next was shocking. Although I was shocked, I was surprised, but I also regretted why I hadn't thought of such a method?

Jiang Ning walked straight to the person who recorded it, grabbed the brush, swiped it up, and wrote the couplet on the paper. He immediately handed the couplet to Shopkeeper He: "Make two plaques and hang them on the door overnight.

forward."

"You are... just trying to gain fame..."

"Yes, this couplet is clearly between the two gentlemen..."

Jiang Ning laughed and said: "It's really ridiculous. The first couplet is true of the two gentlemen, but the second couplet is mine. If you can figure it out, I will tear it up now and make it invalid. Can you?"

Everyone was dumbfounded. This was the first time Jiang Ning showed hostility, and what he said hit the point and was irrefutable.

Jiang Ning added: "If anyone is right better than me, I will take it off, make a pair for you personally, and hang it at your door. If not, then shut up and pay back to your mother-in-law and mother-in-law."

Bai Yiyi finally showed a smile, and sweat slowly broke out on her forehead. She didn't know whether it was because of the high temperature in the room or because of her nervousness.

"My uncle is so awesome..."

"What's the matter?" Another person came up from upstairs, squeezed through the crowd, stood next to Lu Yuntian and asked, "Brother Ziyou, what's the matter?"

"Oh, it's brother Gong Ming." Lu Yuntian raised his hand, his eyes softened slightly, and he smiled bitterly.

When Yu Gongming heard that Jiang Ning was absolutely right, he suddenly smiled: "Humph, what great news I had at that time, it turned out that Jiang Ning was absolutely right. What does this mean? We, the scholars, should treat the world like

Taking the common people as our own responsibility, being famous all over the world for our poems and songs, and being famous throughout history, this is the ambition and courage of our generation."

Jiang Ning saw this man talking nonsense and was about to speak when he heard Bai Yiyi whisper: "This man's name is Yu Gongming. Like Lu Yuntian, he is one of the eight talented people in Jinling. His best thing is writing lyrics."

The Eight Talented Scholars of Jinling each have their own merits. The reason why Lu Yuntian ranks first is not only because he is the disciple of the dean. They need a positive figure to guide them. His academy background is indeed the best brand. Lu Yuntian

Although it does not mean that he is very strong in every aspect, his strongest point is that he is very average overall. Each item can reach the level of the Eight Talents, but he is not, so he is ranked first.

Mingben is the first in lyrics.

Wang Ruoyan said: "Just now we still won two out of three games, and now my husband has won the first game, but he has been replaced? This is unfair."

Yu Gongming smiled and said: "I am unknown in Yu Gongming, but Jiangning and Jiangzichuan are famous all over the world. I can write hundreds of poems a day and everyone knows it. Are you afraid of me?"

Everyone present knows that this is unfair, but Jiang Ning is too arrogant. The crushing and disdain he showed from the beginning made everyone jealous. There are many old students present who came after hearing the news. You should listen.

When I read Jiang Ning's second line, I could only sigh in my heart that the future life is terrible.

Even if he wins, he will win without force.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ning said: "Of course you are not afraid. You are humiliating yourself, so you can't blame me."

This is nothing more than killing people and killing people, but Yu Gongming chuckled and said: "Haha, you are so shameless in your words, do you really think you are the most talented person in the south of the Yangtze River?"

Yu Gongming said this, but he had his own reason. Everyone present understood that if a person is good at poetry, then other articles such as couplets and articles will be slightly weaker than poetry. After all, human energy is limited.

, it is impossible to cover everything, even the four great Confucians have their own merits, and they cannot all reach the peak, so there are four great Confucians, not one master.

At this moment, he firmly believes that Jiang Ning can express this unparalleled absolute, and is naturally inferior in other aspects. Those two poems are indeed powerful, but there are not a few that are better than these two poems. Such bragging is really an exaggeration.

Yes, he thought he could write such words and sentences, but he just couldn't be there.

Jiang Ning smiled: "You decide the rules. I will make you convinced that you lose."

"Haha, who gave you the confidence? Is it your status as a son-in-law, or your backbone?" Yu Gongming's words were almost insulting at this moment, which was a deliberate attack on his heart.

On the contrary, Jiang Ning clapped his hands: "Haha, how dare you try your best with a small skill? Well, since you replaced Lu Yuntian to compete with me in this second game, I also have a request. Is that Ye Zuzhi still there?"

Ye Zuzhi hurriedly raised his hand and walked out of the crowd: "You are here, Mr. Jiang, do you have any advice?"

"Since we can't trust each other, let's ask Brother Ye to be an intermediary and come up with a brand name. The two of us will write poems based on the brand name. We can compare the pros and cons, and we can't prepare in advance. It's all done on the spot, and time matters, too.

How about a stick of incense?" Jiang Ning glanced at the incense table on the table. Originally, the incense contained couplets, but it had not yet been burned out.

Yu Gongming smiled and said: "Okay, just as you said, Ye Zuzhi can come up with the questions."

After saying that, someone had already brought a table in front of the two of them, placed pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and placed an incense burner in front of each person's desk. They put incense and waited for Ye Zuzhi to give the question.

Ye Zuzhi looked at Bai Yiyi, was silent for a moment, walked between the two of them and said, "In that case, let's use 'Bu Suanzi' as the word card and write a poem mainly about love."

After Ye Zuzhi finished speaking, he took out the fire stick from his sleeve and lit two sticks of incense.

Bu Suanzi has forty-four characters in a double tone, with four sentences in the front and back sections, and three oblique rhymes; there are forty-five characters in a double tone, with four sentences in the front section and two oblique rhymes, and four sentences in the back section with three oblique rhymes. There are three popular styles of this.

Each has different variations and different artistic conceptions when read. This choice depends on the level of the person who writes the lyrics.

Yu Gongming's brows were furrowed, his mind was not distracted, and he waved the brush in his hand, but he wrote a poem in just a moment, which shows his agility in thinking.

Immediately he shook his head again, pulled out the paper, put it aside, pondered for a moment, and started splashing ink again.

Jiang Ning, on the other hand, remained motionless, staring blankly at the white paper.

The smell of incense is very unique, a little bitter, but very refreshing. When Yu Gongming wrote the third draft, half of the incense had been burned, but Jiang Ning was still motionless.

Bai Yiyi was so anxious that in just half an hour, she walked around the sky and the earth twice. Even in Luoyang, she had never been so nervous. Those talented people competed, but they didn't always act like a great scholar, or they were on the spot.

He performs well but remains motionless. What kind of competition is this? Whether it is a sure win or nonsense, even Bai Yiyi herself doesn't know now.

Wang Ruoyan no longer had the nervousness she had before. "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" was indeed written directly by Yue Ya while looking at Jiang Ning, without any pauses during the process. This was what she had just begun to look at Jiang Ning in a different light after confirming it over and over again.

Lu Yuntian stood next to Yu Gongming, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes smiling. When the last fifth of the incense was left, Yu Gongming finally stopped writing without making any changes, picked up the rice paper and blew

He blew it and stamped it with his personal seal.
Chapter completed!