Wang Ying sat in the private room and had no intention of going down to compete.
Cai Xianggao also closed his eyes, not in a hurry to get off the stage.
"These two people are starting to compete now.”
Many people muttered in private.
Regardless of what Cai Xianggao was thinking, Wang Ying didn't have such intentions.
He looked at the competition below curiously.
There were about 30 scholars who were writing poems on the table.
As soon as the pen fell, the talent in his body began to surge.
The entire Spring Breeze Building emitted a refreshing ink fragrance.
"The taste of poetry is wonderful in the world. If I can read a good poem, I won't eat meat for three months.”
Liu Sanyuan shook his head and said.
He seemed to be a little tipsy, and his face was ruddy. Looking at the scholars below, he felt a little wild.
After all, he was also a scholar, and it was easy for him to get lost in such a rich literary environment.
"Young Master Huang's poem is mediocre. If there's no twist, I'm afraid it won't be good enough.”
"Young Master Zhang's poem is not bad, but the assimilation is too serious. It has been written badly, so it's not very talented.”
"From the looks of it, Young Master Wang's skill is still a notch higher. He's only three feet tall and can be considered a masterpiece!”
The crowd discussed animatedly.
It could be seen clearly from talent.
At the moment each scholar drew, wisps of talent Qi would gush out. This talent Qi was orange in color and floated above the poem, beautiful and magnificent.
From the density of talent, one could effectively judge who was more talented.
At present, there were no outstanding figures.
Not to mention moving Xiao Qianqian, even the Eight Courtesan Belles would find it hard to catch her eye.
"Pretentious."
Cai Xianggao finally opened his eyes and looked at the private room. Seeing that Wang Ying still did not move, he sneered and went up the stage.
"The top scholar is about to write!"
Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation.
This was the top scorer!
From a certain perspective, he was the most talented scholar in the Great Zhou Dynasty this year!
Cai Xianggao picked up the brush lightly. He had already drawn the table and smoothly drew a stroke.
"Good handwriting!"
Someone's eyes lit up.
As soon as he put down his brush, his talent surged.
This was because his handwriting was too good.
He didn't stop writing, and in the blink of an eye, he had finished half a seven-character poem.
The talent qi was so dense that it was visible to the naked eye.
All of a sudden, there was a violent tremor, and an even richer ink fragrance spread out in all directions.
"Half a head reaching the residence!"
The scholars were shocked and revealed ecstatic expressions.
When those people who were competing with him heard this, their expressions changed drastically. However, their minds were in a mess and they could no longer write.
Wang Ying knew that there was a standard for evaluating poems in this world.
When one's talent reached a certain level, one would reach the "Grand Mansion".
As the name suggested, the poem could be passed down to a prefecture, and could be considered a masterpiece.
After reaching the prefecture was the Ming Prefecture.
Ming Province was famous in a province. Such poems could already be passed down.
After Ming Province was the "Guarding Country".
Such an outstanding poem could become the treasure of a country and be passed down through the ages.
Finally, it was "Spread the world!"
A work that was passed down to the world was rarely seen in the world. Once it was written, it would be earth-shattering and enough to shake the world.
The current "Ci Saint" and "Poetry Saint" had only written one or two works that were spread throughout the world in their lives.
Such a work could only be found by chance.
"The fact that half of the top scorer's work has been delivered to the residence means that once he finishes writing this work, it's very likely that he will be in Mingzhou!”
"If we can really get to Ming Province, that would be a great event for the literary world!”
"I'm convinced. As expected of the top scholar. He's indeed talented.”
Everyone was in high spirits.
In this era where talent was not strong, it was even more difficult to write poems in Mingzhou.
Moreover, Cai Xianggao was improvising, which made it more difficult.
"This Young Master Cai is indeed extremely talented.”
As Liu Sanyuan spoke, his gaze shot towards Wang Ying.
He wanted to see Wang Ying's reaction.
Unfortunately, Wang Ying was expressionless.
It was hard to say whether it was because of pressure or because victory was within his grasp.
Cai Xianggao continued to write. His forehead was covered in sweat. His literary courage was trembling, and the literary qi in his body surged, supporting his spirit and allowing him to write a masterpiece.
Finally, he stopped writing.
His talent surged and rose a few times, but he was still a little short of reaching the level of Ming Zhou.
"What a pity. I was so close."
"A work from the Ming Province is truly rare.”
"For Young Master Cai to be able to do this, it's already extremely difficult.”
People sighed, but they weren't mocking him. Instead, they encouraged him.
In their opinion, this was indeed not bad.
The foundation of this poem was very good. After Cai Xianggao went back and carefully deliberated and made some changes, it was very likely that it would reach Mingzhou.
If an ordinary person could have such a piece of work in their lifetime, they would be able to boast for a long time.
This was already an achievement that they could only dream of.
Cai Xianggao obviously thought so too. Although he was a little regretful, he still had a smile on his face.
He was very satisfied with his work.
However, the smile on his face did not last long.
Because he noticed that Wang Ying still hadn't come downstairs.
This made his joy dissipate by more than half. Looking at the private room upstairs, Cai Xianggao couldn't help but say,
"Lord Ye, why haven't you come down yet? Could it be that your inspiration has run dry and you can't write a word?”
Wang Ying's curiosity was satisfied after watching everyone write for a long time.
He had originally planned to join the battle.
Seeing Cai Xianggao urging him, a smile appeared on his face.
"Young man, you're really brave!”
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