Chapter 3: May I ask who else is present

Since you have deceived me out of one million yuan

This poem is exquisite! Throughout the entire piece, it describes snow without using the word "snow" even once. However, the various forms of "snow" are vividly portrayed, especially the final character "肿," which is particularly expressive and can be considered the finishing touch. Its natural simplicity and unique style stand out. Although it sounds straightforward, it has already reached the realm of returning to simplicity and authenticity.

The fragrant mist lingers over the high pavilion, while the wine gently washes away the traveler's longing

Since we are going to play, let us play big

The next several individuals did not stand out as much as the first two. Then, everyone turned their gaze towards Liu Zheng, their expressions speaking volumes. They all believed that Liu Zheng had merely stumbled upon success by chance, or perhaps had purchased the poetry. Who could believe that a debauched spendthrift could suddenly experience a surge in literary talent

The mountain peach blossoms are in full bloom above, the Shu River in spring | Water splashes against the mountains and flows. The red flowers fade easily like a young man's affection, the flowing water is boundless like my sorrow.

Liu Dahao harbored various curses in his heart, having been betrayed by a longtime friend for a million taels of silver. Naturally, he dared not voice such words.

Gazing at flowers while drinking, I think of my brothers; in the cold of Du Ling, the grass is lush and green

Why is the behavior after yesterday's drunkenness and today's heavy intoxication so vastly different

Worry gathers at the brow, frowning all day long, with a thousand traces of tears and ten thousand traces of weeping

Human beings experience joy and sorrow, separation and reunion; the moon has its phases of brightness and darkness, fullness and emptiness. This has been difficult to achieve since ancient times

Love poem

Miss Chen, please pose a question

One after another, each piece is of exceptionally high quality

This time, it was the young prince Xie Kangcheng who stood up first, smiling proudly as he said, "Allow me to take the lead this time!"

I hereby announce that the third round officially begins

Raise a toast to the east wind, and cultivate a pair of red beans

The delicate clouds weave their artistry, the flying stars convey their sorrows, the Silver River flows quietly in the dark. When the golden wind and the jade dew meet, it surpasses countless encounters in the mortal realm

This is indeed the progenitor of humorous poetry from previous lives

Those who linger in the realm of fleeting pleasures year-round know nothing of love

For the time being, let me consider you as material

Another song

It seems that everything is capital now

This work can also be considered a rare masterpiece

Liu Zheng scratched his head, wondering why the atmosphere in the entire venue would change whenever it was his turn

In his previous life, he indeed had a former girlfriend, but unfortunately, she was merely a former mhetushucomcom girlfriend

Chen Ruoshi felt her heart tremble intensely

Awake from wine, I sit only before the flowers; drunk on wine, I find my rest beneath the blossoms

The best humorous poem in the world is this one. Although it is a humorous poem, its craftsmanship is quite profound, not inferior to the previous poems by any means. However, such a poem does not exist in this world, so Liu Zheng employs a "bring-it-on" approach to fool this group of people, and he does so with ease.

Chen Ruoshi's gaze was like a knife, cutting through Liu Zheng for a moment. With a slight huff, she sat down, no longer making things difficult. She did not believe that this debauched wastrel could make it through the next round!

Difficult to meet, easy to part, once again the jade tower and flowers resemble snow

Someone else stood up

Many discerning individuals have expressed their admiration

This person

Li Taibai, after drinking, refuses to board the boat when summoned by the emperor. Wouldn't that be even more rebellious than urinating in public, and even more insane

Good poem

At this moment, my feelings are intense, and tears stain the red sleeves.

Is there anything else that can be done

Do not dream of lingering at the Xie residence, as the small corridor curves and the balustrade leans askew

Liu Zheng could not stop at all. Although the turbid wine in his hand tasted far inferior to the baijiu of later generations, he did not mind. ... He recalled his past life as a 996 corporate slave, but that was ultimately his own life ... . ... Now, he could never return; only through intoxication could he bid farewell to the past and embark on his new life.

"Red beans grow in the southern land, in spring they sprout a few branches. I hope you gather more of them, for this is the most poignant symbol of longing."

Good poem

The river is vague, the well is a dark pit. The yellow dog is white, the white dog is swollen

Chen Ping also looked at Liu Zheng in disbelief

Liu Zheng smiled faintly, standing with his hands clasped behind his back

The crows caw outside the gate, gradually causing one to grow thin

After Liu Zheng, several others made it to the shortlist, and those in the top one hundred were filled with excitement, as if their future was clearly visible

Everyone listened as if entranced

In the rain, the fire is forbidden in the empty temple, while on the river, the oriole sits alone, listening.

Startled by his son’s sudden display of prowess, Liu Dahao, drenched in sweat, stood up upon hearing the governor call his name: "Governor, I am here!"

The peach blossom fairy plants peach trees, and then picks the peach blossoms to sell for money to buy wine

Suddenly, he found everything before him, including the *illustrated* book, very interesting

Then

Chen Ping chuckled and said: "Haha, we have been friends for many years, why should we be so formal? Your son is quite bold; if I were to drive him away, wouldn't that imply that I, as a dignified governor, have too small a capacity?"

When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the azure sky

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Is Liu Xianghou available?"

Then Bai Chufeng's expression changed drastically

Tender as water, the perfect moment is like a dream, yet one cannot bear to look back at the path of the magpie bridge. If love endures for a long time, why should it matter whether it is day or night

I wish to compose a hundred poems, resting in a tavern in Jinling City. When the emperor calls, I do not board the boat, claiming that I am an immortal among the wine!

He picked up a glass of wine, gulped it down, let out a sigh, and recited loudly:

It seems that in the final round, everyone must bring out their ultimate moves

Unaware of the celestial palace, what year is it this evening

Boom

Upon hearing this, Bai Chufeng was overjoyed. Everyone knows that he is renowned for writing love poems. Just now, upon hearing about the selection of a son-in-law, he had already formulated a response in his heart

This ... ...

The poetry gathering has been disrupted

Secret longing, with no place to express it, a sense of melancholy as the night brings smoke and moonlight

Good

Bai Chufeng could no longer hold back

Enter my gate of longing, know my suffering of longing, long is the longing, long is the remembrance, brief is the longing, yet endless is the extremity, had I known it would so bind the heart, would it have been better had we never met in the first place

Moreover, it is a fine poem

Indeed, when it comes to poetry, women cannot escape the themes of love and affection

Upon hearing the word "wine," Chen Ruoshi's sharply piercing gaze once again fixed on Liu Zheng. It seems that the embarrassing incident from last night, after drinking, will be held against this man by her for a long time to come

The chopsticks in Chen Ruoshi's hand fell to the ground

The entire venue fell silent

The top ten are already without any suspense, and Liu Zheng is ranked first with an absolute advantage

Thousands of people at the scene raised their glasses and cheered simultaneously. The atmosphere of the poetry gathering reached a peak, all thanks to Liu Zheng's rendition of "Shui Diao Ge Tou." Chen Ping looked on in astonishment, yet did not forget to raise the cup of wine in his hand.

Who else is there

Tears, no matter how they dry, always leave traces; words, when abundant, are difficult to convey and often lack meaning. Who would believe that being in love is so hard to control? I long to ask you, my dear, about a single inch of your thoughts!

Leaning against the pillar, I ponder with increased melancholy, a spring dream that remains indistinct

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This poem speaks for itself, with its beautiful imagery and flawless execution

What does the poem think?

A thousand people, a hundred faces, raising a glass and calling out with joy

He suddenly began to feel grateful for his middle school homeroom teacher... It was that teacher who, with a ruler in hand, forced him to memorize the Three Hundred Tang Poems and the Five Hundred Song Ci.

From the perspective of madness, is it not also a case of striking a similar chord?

At that time, what was there to linger over? Knowing that there is drifting, after all, drifting is drifting, yet even drifting feels your presence

Continue!

Xie Kangcheng wore a look of frustration

Good words

Why is this scoundrel so talented? Everyone knows that Chen Ruoshi is the foremost talented woman in Liangzhou, utterly infatuated with poetry, lyrics, and literary compositions

In this second round, the question was posed by Scholar Wang from the governor's office. Scholar Wang, an elderly man with white hair, stroked his beard and chuckled, saying: "Water is the essence of wine, and wine is the soul of poetry. Today, as we gather together in joy, let us take 'wine' as our theme and each express ourselves freely."

Half awake and half drunk, day after day, flowers fall and bloom, year after year

He laughed heartily

The expressions in a pair of eyes are difficult to articulate

In the morning, I observe the sky; in the evening, I watch the clouds. Whether I walk or sit, I think of you.

Upon hearing the effects of the wine, everyone cheered enthusiastically

Chen Ruoshi involuntarily stood up, gazing at Liu Zheng's fervent expression, as if she were in a dream

Is it merely a desire to take advantage of oneself

The entire audience was momentarily stunned

The affectionate only has the spring courtyard moon, still illuminating the fallen flowers for the parting person

This young prince possesses remarkable literary talent, often composing poetry that leans towards a solitary and melancholic direction. It is uncertain whether he intentionally seeks to please Chen Ruoshi, yet he has indeed succeeded in capturing her attention several times.

Drinking and composing poetry, is that all?

In this life, we may not meet again; far into the next life, who knows the next life? A fleeting echo of love entwines softly.

Ah!

... ... ''

Liu Zheng surveyed his surroundings while reciting poetry, a smile of disdain for the masses playing at the corners of his mouth

Chen Ping looked at Chen Ruoshi

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes

Others, upon hearing these astonishing verses, which they had never encountered before, naturally no longer doubted Liu Zheng's literary talent as a prodigal. However, they wondered if this young man had previously been concealing his abilities.

The red pavilion reflects in the low ornate windows, illuminating the sleepless night

The cool breeze and the moonlight are for the sentimental, yet it is in spring that the hatred of parting arises

Liu Zheng suddenly looked at Chen Ruoshi, boldly meeting her gaze

With a snap

Good, one hundred has been reached, next, the second round

The artistic conception of this poem is quite extraordinary, even surpassing that of the young prince by a considerable margin

The shadows of flowers cast upon the window screen, most feared at dusk.

If life were only as it was at first sight, what need would there be for the autumn wind to mourn the painted fan? Casual changes in an old friend's heart, yet it is said that an old friend's heart is easily changed

Chen Ruoshi's autumn water-like eyes, sparkling with brilliance, gazed at Liu Zheng, the corners of her mouth curling into a hint of sarcasm

With whom shall I discuss the joys of life? Under the flowers, I am entranced; beneath the moon, I am entranced.

It is unlikely that anyone present is unaware of this

Chen Ruoshi covered her small mouth, her spirit radiant

The entire venue was in a daze, and someone immediately took out paper and pen, frantically recording everything.

In the entire venue, those who were kneeling or sitting all rose, shouting and calling out. Some even held one of the poems, weeping bitterly, tears streaming down their faces, as if this poem encapsulated half a lifetime of emotions, with ten years of hard study all in vain...

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In the Peach Blossom Dock lies the Peach Blossom Temple, beneath the Peach Blossom Temple resides the Peach Blossom Immortal

Then Bai Chufeng also stood up

This scoundrel seems different today, just as she announces her selection of a husband. If he were to win, wouldn't that be? Chen Ruoshi, with mixed feelings, did not notice that her gaze lingered on Liu Zheng for too long.

Young master, great talent

Many people gasped in surprise

At this moment, he seemed to have completely merged with the unfamiliar ancient world before him. He is Liu Zheng, and Liu Zheng is him

What is this ... ... word

Thousands of people have become numb

Regarding love

Only Liu Zheng remains.

Good

At this moment, the gaze directed at Liu Zheng seemed as if one were looking at a monster

Dancing and playing with the clear shadows, how does it compare to the human realm

In keeping with the occasion

I wish to ride the wind and return, yet I fear the jade towers and crystal palaces, for the heights are unbearable in their coldness

Liu Zheng, still lingering in thought, gradually enters a better state

At this moment, even Chen Ping stared blankly at Liu Zheng

In dreams we meet, lovers entwined,\nParting is bittersweet, a bond hard to unwind.\nWhispers of sorrow, shadows of despair,\nEchoes of longing linger in the air.\nEach moment cherished, yet fleeting like mist,\nIn the silence of night, our hearts coexist.\nA melody of tears, a song of the heart,\nIn the realm of dreams, we shall never part

However, after a few glasses of mhetushucom.com wine, Liu Zheng was completely unable to stop

May we all live long, sharing the beauty of the moon even if we are a thousand miles apart

Liu Zheng smiled faintly, walking back and forth while softly reciting.

The entire venue was as if struck by lightning

This led to both Xie Kangcheng and Bai Chufeng simultaneously developing animosity towards Liu Zheng. Who would have thought that such a dark horse would emerge at this year's poetry conference? Originally, wherever the two went, they were celebrated as talented individuals, yet now they have been overshadowed by Liu Zheng, this prodigal son!

Suddenly, he began to have a bit of affection for the "Liu Zheng" who had taken over his territory. The world may not understand you, but I do

Yesterday at the poetry gathering, there was a moment of indiscretion; today at the poetry gathering, there is a display of grandeur

Do not come for half a year, with no news; every inch of separation ties a thousand knots in my heart

Good

All eyes were focused on Chen Ruoshi, yet she looked at Liu Zheng with a complex expression in her eyes

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At the thought of this moment, she couldn't help but spit in disdain, and a flush briefly appeared on her face, which had always maintained a calm demeanor

At this moment, Liu Zheng was already indifferent, sitting there with a cheerful smile and a calm demeanor

The words of Lishan have faded by midnight, tears fall like rain, yet I harbor no resentment. How does one compare to the ungrateful brocade-clad youth, who once vowed to fly side by side like intertwined branches!

Xie Kangcheng let out a cold snort

Seeing the dazed expressions of these people, Liu Zheng felt quite pleased with himself

There should be no hatred; what matters is that things often come full circle at parting

Unlike the spring breeze flaunting its vibrant beauty, the jade hairpin falls empty before the mirror

This is truly too much

What is even more shocking is actually Chen Ruoshi

Chen Ruoshi pondered for a moment, then lightly parted her red lips, showing no signs of hesitation: "Since this concerns the selection of a son-in-law, it inevitably revolves around the theme of 'emotion.' Let us take 'emotion' as the topic, with no restrictions on the subject matter, and feel free to express yourselves."

It is indeed a poem! From the very beginning, it gets straight to the point, expressing the pain of longing. In contrast to the deep-seated grievances of Bai Chufeng, Xie Kangcheng's poem appears more grand and carries a hint of national sentiment, which further highlights Xie Kangcheng's imperial lineage. In every aspect, this poem surpasses Bai Chufeng's work.

What can he do about this

Chen Ruoshi silently recited it several times, her eyes revealing a hint of unusual color

The rain strikes the pear blossoms, and the door is tightly shut, forgetting youth, and misplacing youth

In moments of thought, in moments of memory, time aligns with spring

Others were also taken aback, but soon they were captivated and entranced.

Everyone laughs