A poem in seven steps?
This was an allusion from Cao Zhi of the Wei Dynasty.
Mu Wenfu had originally thought that with his nimble literary sense, he was already at the peak of this world to be able to write a poem in seven steps.
In the current world, other than him, no one else could achieve it.
Who knew that He Shen would actually propose a condition ten times harsher than this-three steps to compose a poem.
Moreover, he was writing poems continuously.
He really doubted if there was anyone in this world who could do it.
Using this condition to compete, only He Shen would be crazy to raise such a condition.
"A poem in three steps? Or was it a continuous poem? Is He Shen crazy?"
"This is an impossible condition for poetry. No one in this world can achieve it.”
"Could it be that because I know that I can't win against Young Master Mu, He Shen brought up such a strict condition to make things difficult for Young Master Mu?”
The Juren and scholars sitting around felt that He Shen knew that he would lose, so he came up with such a strict condition to deliberately make things difficult for Mu Wenfu.
"He Shen actually proposed such a condition?”
Chen Yuanyuan, who was sitting behind the white curtains, was a little surprised as she looked at He Shen, who was standing in the crowd.
She didn't think that He Shen's harsh condition was because he thought he couldn't beat Mu Wenfu, so he deliberately raised it to make things difficult for Mu Wenfu.
Because since He Shen brought it up, he must have this confidence.
He Shen would not take risks for no reason. This could be seen from his previous two poems.
"Do you dare to agree?"
He Shen ignored Mu Wenfu's reaction and asked again.
Mu Wenfu's face darkened. Logically speaking, he could have rejected such an unreasonable request.
However, if he refused, it would seem like he was afraid of He Shen.
"Aren't you afraid? What am I afraid of?"
Mu Wenfu immediately made a prompt decision.
"In that case, please!"
He Shen made a welcoming gesture.
"Humph!"
Mu Wenfu snorted and walked out of the crowd.
He Shen also followed behind Mu Wenfu and arrived in front of everyone.
"You first or me?"
Mu Wenfu asked when he saw He Shen walking out.
He had thought that He Shen would definitely let him go first, but who knew that He Shen would surprise him. A mocking smile flashed across his face."I'll go first, lest everyone says that I'm deliberately making things difficult for you.”
After saying that, He Shen took a step forward.
One step…
Two steps…
Three steps…
Inch by inch mountains and rivers, inch by inch gold,
the melons are split apart, who can bear the strength?
The cuckoo bows again, tears of sorrow shed from heaven,
Jingwei's boundless heart fills the sea.
One step…
Two steps…
Three steps…
Mist shrouds the cold, the moon shrouds the sand,
I moored at night near a tavern on Qinhuai River.
The merchant girls don't know the sorrow of a subjugated country,
across the river I still sing of flowers in my backyard.
One step…
Two steps…
Three steps…
In Qin the moon was bright, in Han the pass,
the marchers of ten thousand li have not yet returned.
As long as Dragon City's flying general is here,
I don't teach Hu horses to cross Yin Mountain.
One step…
Two steps…
Three steps…
I swear to sweep away the Xiongnu, not caring for myself,
five thousand minks, brocade, and the dust of Hu's funeral.
I pity the bones by the River of No Fixed,
I'm still the man in my dream of spring boudoir.
He Shen took a total of twelve steps and recited four seven-character quatrains about protecting the country.
After He Shen finished his three steps and recited the first quatrain, the entire Spring Breeze Courtyard fell silent as if no one was there. The hall on the first floor was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
They stared at the high-spirited figure in the middle of the hall with their mouths agape. Their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost.
Because they really didn't expect that He Shen would be the first to complete the impossible task that they thought was to make things difficult for Mu Wenfu.
This made many of the scholars present feel as if they had fallen into a dream.
"This is impossible."
Yu Minzhong and Zhuang Yougong pinched their arms hard, hoping that if this was a dream, they would wake up quickly.
However, the clear pain coming from their skin told them that this was not a dream. This matter had really happened.
Most of the people present thought that they were hallucinating and kept rubbing their eyes, hoping that they would wake up from the hallucination.
However, the extremely realistic touch made them know that this was not an illusion.
"Poem in three steps! Consecutive poems! There was actually someone who did it. Not only that, among these four poems, there were two exquisite ones and two famous ones. Young Master He Shen was a peerless talent.”
Chen Yuanyuan, who was sitting behind the curtain, saw this and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
Because of her excitement, she almost couldn't help but stand up and announce that He Shen was the winner of tonight.
However, he remembered that Mu Wenfu had yet to participate in the competition and the results had yet to be announced. He quickly suppressed his excitement and continued to pay attention to the situation.
"Your turn!"
Feeling that the four ancient poems were more or less enough to win the competition, He Shen stopped and looked at Mu Wenfu.
Mu Wenfu felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head when he saw He Shen's performance.
Originally, he felt that he was already very impressive to be able to compose a poem in seven steps.
Who knew that there would be an even more powerful person who could compose poems in three steps and continuously compose poems?
As a genius from Jiangnan, this was hard for him to accept.
Hearing He Shen's reminder, the coldness in Mu Wenfu's heart gradually turned into fear.
He knew that he couldn't compose a poem in three steps, much less compose a poem consecutively. However, at this point, he had to do it for the sake of his reputation.
He was proud and wouldn't admit defeat like Zhuang Yougong.
This was something his pride would not allow.
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