"You better pray that you won't lose!”
The young official stared at Lu Yan and squeezed out a line of words from between his teeth."Otherwise... You will pay the price for your frivolity. It is a consequence that you cannot bear.”
"Are you even worthy?"
Lu Yan didn't give in. He glanced at the young official and his contempt became more obvious.
The young official's blood instantly surged and he flew into a rage. However, he also knew that this youth in front of him had a sharp tongue. If he continued to pester him, he would only suffer more losses.
It was still the truth.
"I hope you'll still be so arrogant later!”
After saying that, he stood coldly at the side and said loudly,"Isn't it too much of a bully to discuss politics? Since you said that you can pick any poetry and songs, then today... I'll compete with you in poetry!"
He also knew that Lu Yan's words just now could be said to have hit the nail on the head.
He had a unique ability in this aspect.
Although he was burning with anger, he was still rational. He deliberately avoided Lu Yan's strength. Otherwise, if he lost to Lu Yan, he would no longer have any face to be an official in the court.
"In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, you and I will each come up with a poem and then let the ministers judge.”
The young official did not give Lu Yan a chance to speak. Instead, he said to Li Shiming directly,"I'll have to trouble Your Majesty to set a range.”
He was very confident. Poetry had always been his forte.
Moreover, most of the officials in the court were on their side. They were from the aristocratic families.
Even if the two of them were of similar standards, he would still win.
However, he did not think that such a situation would happen!
Li Shimin was stunned, and then looked at this official with some astonishment. He really knew how to choose the gambling items.
Lu Yanshi was talented. There were probably very few officials in the entire court who could compare to him. He chose Lu Yan's strongest option.
He didn't know what to say anymore. The heavens brought disaster upon themselves, but they brought disaster upon themselves.
After thinking for a moment, he immediately said indifferently,"Then let's use the festival as a theme for our poem.”
"Yes!"
The young official immediately bowed and looked up at Lu Yan with a provocative look in his eyes.
Li Shi Min sighed and shook his head helplessly.
The young official was overjoyed. He thought that Li Shimin was feeling sorry for Lu Yan. He was relieved. It seemed that victory was in his hands.
However, he did not let his guard down. Using festivals as a poem was considered very broad, and it was relatively easy.
However, it wasn't that easy to have an outstanding conception and suppress others.
For a moment, he fell into deep thought and immediately frowned.
Suddenly, a clear voice sounded beside his ears.
"When will the bright moon appear?”
"I wonder what year it is in the palace in the sky!”
The young official was shocked and looked at Lu Yan in the distance.
How was this possible?
It had just begun, and he still had some clues, but Lu Yan had already written a poem.
Furthermore, all the civil officials present were well-read.
When the first sentence came out, one could already feel the extraordinariness of it. How majestic was it to ask the blue sky about the wine?
The high level of the idea was shocking.
It was obvious that it was a Mid-Autumn Festival poem, but it was unheard of and rare to see a Mid-Autumn Festival poem written like this.
Other than Li Shiming, the other officials present had a drastic change in expression as they looked at Lu Yan in shock.
Even Wei Zheng, who thought that it was impossible for Lu Yan to win, was deeply shocked by those two lines of poetry.
Lu Yan continued to recite,"I want to ride the wind and return, but I fear the beautiful palaces and jade halls."”
"It's too cold at the top, dancing and making clear the shadows, how can it be like in the human world?”
“............”
The entire hall was silent. Even the illiterate generals could sense a different meaning from this poem.
In the end, only Lu Yan's voice continued to resound.
"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has its ups and downs.”
"I hope we can live together for a long time!”
“............”
When the last sentence landed, Wei Zheng's eyes lit up and he could not help but clap his hands.
Truly amazing!
It should be a quatrain!
He was extremely excited. He had seen Mid-Autumn Festival poems before, but he had never seen such a Mid-Autumn Festival poem.
The entire article was moving and magnificent.
But it was also memorable.
He was originally a person who had read a lot of poetry and books. His attainments in this aspect were extremely high, and his requirements for poetry had reached a harsh level.
Lu Yan's poem had made him lose his composure, which was enough to prove the height of this poem.
The officials of the aristocratic families all had ugly expressions on their faces. They also wanted to go against their conscience and attack.
When they recalled Lu Yan's poem just now, they felt powerless.
His attainments were truly too high, just like a peak.
Although the young official was good at poetry, he was not even worthy of carrying someone else's shoes.
Unless Li Shiming was a fool, he wouldn't do such a thing.
The young official's mind was blank and his face was pale.
From Lu Yan's first sentence, he knew that he would definitely lose.
Even now, Lu Yan's poems were still echoing in his ears, making him unable to forget them for a long time.
"How can this be? How is this possible? This fellow... How could I lose to a kid?"
The young official stood rooted to the ground, his eyes glazed over. He could not accept the reality in front of him. He knew that even if he took out everything he had learned in his life, he would not be able to surpass this Mid-Autumn Ci.
Lu Yan looked at the silent hall and sneered in his heart. This poem was known as the number one Mid-Autumn Poetry in history.
If he couldn't even suppress them, that would be the biggest joke in the world.
However, he was not prepared to let this young official off. As the saying goes, chasing after a victory and attacking head-on was his character.
"I wonder how this song is going. Will it win?”
Lu Yan looked at the young official with a smile."If you're not convinced, I can give you another song!”
The price of flowers had already increased by 2,000. Now, there were 8,000 flowers. It would explode tomorrow!
I will do what I say. Everyone can rest assured. I hope that everyone will support me more. Once I reach the goal of giving comments, it won't be a problem for me to release ten chapters a day!
Also, let me explain. Poetry has always been inseparable. Although ancient poetry is popular in the Great Tang, Ci has also developed very well. It is not as popular as the Song Dynasty, but it still belongs to one, so it is not considered a stray topic. Everyone can rest assured.
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