Writing poems?
This was really life-threatening.
Chen Qi looked at the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table in front of him and could not help but feel a headache.
He did remember a few ancient poems, but the key was that they were not suitable for the occasion.
Besides the famous Ode to the Luo God, there was probably no other poem that could perfectly describe the "immortal" aura of a fairy.
Unfortunately, not to mention that Chen Qi had not been able to recite the Luoshen Ode, even if he had memorized it, he could not use it.
After all, Cao Zhi was a figure from the Three Kingdoms era. His poems had long been spread throughout the world. Even if you wanted to be a plagiarist, you couldn't.
"The Yang family has a daughter who has just grown up and is raised in a boudoir without anyone knowing?”
"Looking back, a smile gives birth to a hundred charms, and the six palaces have no color?”
No, this was written about Yang Yuhuan. It was definitely not suitable to describe a fairy.
"Clouds, clothes, flowers, looks? What was the next sentence?"
Chen Qi racked his brains, but he couldn't remember what the last sentence was.
"A peerless beauty living in seclusion in an empty valley?”
"That's fine, but can you just write these two sentences?”
Chen Qi remembered a very long part of this poem, but he only remembered this line, so he could only pass it.
Then, what other ancient poems were there that described beautiful women, especially fairies?
"In heaven, we are willing to be lovebirds, and on earth, we are willing to be connected branches?”
"The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the queen's song across the river?”
Damn it, it was too difficult. This was completely making things difficult for Fat Tiger.
"There is a beauty in the north, peerless and independent. A smile can topple a city, and then a smile can topple a country. Don't you know that it is difficult to find a beauty that can topple a city and a country?”
After a long time, he finally remembered a complete poem. However, wasn't this poem a little too flattering?
Chen Qi frowned and hesitated. He felt that giving such a poem to a clean official would affect his glorious image. It would not be good if it was spread.
Alright, the above was all nonsense. The real reason was that he had thought of this ancient poem. Wasn't it a pity to give it to an honest official like this?
Wasn't it good to use it to pick up girls?
Chen Qi frowned as he looked around.
He saw that some of the other scholars were writing furiously, while others were frowning like him. Clearly, they were stumped.
He turned his gaze to Chen Guangrui, who was sitting at the main seat. He saw that the top scholar had already put down his brush, and a confident smile appeared on his face.
Then, he looked at Fairy Shi, who was standing in the dense immortal qi like Fairy Lingbo. She was looking at the top scholar with anticipation. It was obvious that she was focused on the top scholar and did not care about the other scholars at all.
When Chen Qi saw this scene, he could not help but sigh.
This feeling of being a green leaf for others was really not good.
However, there was nothing he could do about it. Chen Guangrui was talented and had a shocking background.
"I see. It seems that the main character tonight is still Chen Guangrui. I wonder what role this Fairy Shi has played in this.”
"Forget it, I don't care so much. I'll just write a random poem to deal with it.”
Chen Qi sighed, feeling that he had thought too much earlier.
Today's main character was the top scholar, Chen Guangrui. Fairy Shi might not even read the poems written by the other scholars, so there was no need to think so much.
Thinking of this, Chen Qi no longer hesitated. He picked up his brush and casually pieced together a poem.
"The waning moon shines on the cold painting screen, and the zither music is already in the third watch. I am a melancholy guest in the world, recalling my life in the sound of heartbreak.”
His handwriting was not good, and his poems were also rather casual.
Chen Qi didn't think that he could win the hearts of the fairies of the Heavenly Sonar Pavilion with just a poem. He was just trying to deal with it.
When Chen Qi put down the brush in his hand, the other scholars also finished writing one after another.
In fact, writing poems and lyrics was not difficult for everyone present.
After all, in this era, poetry was an essential skill for every scholar, just like the composition in the language of the future.
It didn't matter if it was well written or not, it would definitely be written.
For example, in novels, after the protagonist traveled through the ancient times, he became famous in various poetry competitions, while the other candidates would write all kinds of limericks.
This situation was just a thought. It was impossible for it to happen in the real world.
Although many of those who could pass the Jinshi examination had connections, this did not mean that they were not talented.
On the contrary, in this era, anyone who could pass the imperial examination was definitely the heir carefully nurtured by the aristocratic families. It would be strange if they were bad.
This could be seen from everyone's attitude towards Chen Qi.
Chen Qi had offended the Tang King Li Shimin and offended Buddhism because of the book. He had also lowered the lower limit of the new Jinshi and was criticized by many scholars.
However, none of the scholars present mocked him or gave him a chance to show off and slap his face. They only isolated and alienated him.
Not good, not offending, not mocking for no reason.
From this incident alone, one could tell that none of the Jinshi present were simple characters.
After half an incense stick of time, everyone stopped writing. Then, a maid from the Heavenly Melody Pavilion carefully put away the poems and songs that everyone had written and handed them to Shi Yufei on the stage to appreciate.
The scholars below the stage also revealed looks of anticipation, hoping that their poems would amaze the world.
Of course, it would be even better if the fairy fell in love with him.
Unfortunately, that was impossible because the main character tonight was Chen Guangrui.
Chen Guangrui had invited the scholars time and time again not because she really wanted to improve her friendship with them, but because she wanted to make a name for herself.
As the top scholar, the best and fastest way to become famous was undoubtedly to write poems and lyrics.
Once a masterpiece was spread at the banquet, Chen Guangrui's name would not only be limited to Chang 'an. Her name would spread throughout the Great Tang and even the surrounding countries. She would become a true celebrity.
Thinking back to how Chen Guangrui would find all kinds of reasons to show off her literary talent every time she invited everyone to a banquet, and how it would be publicized, this method of making a name for herself was a little too obvious.
However, they didn't say anything and still became good friends.
Chen Qi didn't believe that he was the only smart person among the other thirty or so candidates.
Since no one said anything, it meant that no one was willing to offend Chen Guangrui for this little reputation.
Chen Qi's thoughts wandered as he constantly tried to figure out the twists and turns in this matter. He was filled with admiration for the methods of the aristocratic families of this era.
However, just because the scholars were willing to give Chen Guangrui face and be a green leaf did not mean that the others were willing to give him face.
Just as everyone was waiting for Fairy Shi to appreciate her poem, an angry shout suddenly came from outside the hall.
"Get lost. A mere servant dares to stop me?”
Then, everyone heard a " bang " and saw a figure dressed as a servant of the Heavenly Melody Pavilion smash through the door of the hall and fly in, smashing two scholars who could not dodge in time to the ground.
The sudden turn of events stunned everyone present, and they were somewhat at a loss.
Chen Guangrui, who was sitting on the main seat, stood up and looked out of the hall with a gloomy expression.
He wanted to see who it was.
This was not giving face to him, the Great Scholar Chen, and slapping him in the face!
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