Just as everyone's gaze was on Yang Chen, Zheng Yan had already walked over. His thin face carried a warm smile." Censor Yang."
Many people in the surroundings were shocked. One had to know that Zheng Yan was the Minister of Works, a person of high status and authority. How could he be so kind to a young fellow?
Of course, there were also some who recognized Yang Chen and did not find it strange.
Yang Chen rubbed his nose." Minister Zheng?”
"I didn't expect Censor Yang to be here.”Zheng Yan stroked his beard." I wonder if Censor Yang has any good works? It's also good for us to admire…"
A masterpiece?
Yang Chen was stunned for a moment before he reacted. This was still the cultural gathering. He was only focused on admiring the figures of these young ladies and did not pay attention to the exchange between these scholars at all.
Xu Jingye cleared his throat." Zian, Minister Zheng has chosen the Lanting Lake as the theme for everyone to write. There are already several masterpieces just now."
He deliberately reminded Yang Chen to avoid him not knowing the question.
Many young ladies around looked at Yang Chen curiously. Some of them had heard of Yang Chen's reputation for the first time, and some of them had long heard of him because of their family background.
"Is this the Imperial Censor Yang from the imperial court?”
"What a handsome Langjun!"
"I heard that Qu Yuanli was made by him."
The men's reactions were more consistent.
"Could it be that Censor Yang who invented the aphrodisiac a while ago?”
"Hey, this aphrodisiac needle doesn't poke."
"My role model."
Yang Chen coughed lightly." Writing poetry? I'm not good at this kind of thing.”
Everyone was stunned.
Zheng Yan felt a little awkward. How was he supposed to clean up the mess in front of so many people?
Yang Chen pondered for a moment and said," How about this? Everyone here is a talent of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the pillar of the country. It's not good for me to dampen everyone's spirits. I'll just improvise and compose a poem. I'm afraid it won't be able to reach the elegant hall. I'm sorry to make a fool of myself."”
Zheng Yan heaved a sigh of relief. If Yang Chen rejected him directly, he would be in a difficult position.
He secretly made up his mind. Even if Yang Chen's poem was average, he would still brag about it.
Yang Chen looked around and pondered for a moment before chanting softly.
"The west wind blows the old Lanting waves, and Xiangjun's hair turns white overnight.
After getting drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams pressing the Milky Way.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the slightly noisy venue instantly fell silent.
The surrounding scholars and celebrities were all shocked.
Those beautiful ladies looked at Yang Chen with burning gazes.
After a while.
An old voice filled with admiration sounded.
"Good, good poem!"
Everyone looked over and saw that it was the Imperial College's Chancellor, Kong Deming.
The old man stroked his beard with a look of admiration.
Wu Sanniang's eyes were filled with splendor. She was born into an official family, so she was naturally proficient in poetry. Yang Chen's wonderful poem shocked her.
In the pavilion.
"When drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water.”A weak voice muttered.
Xu Yingjiu's clear eyes were filled with admiration. Such a stunning poem was simply intoxicating.
The girls next to her looked at Yang Chen with burning eyes.
Zheng Yan finally recovered from his shock. He stroked his beard." As expected of Censor Yang. This poem is truly wonderful!”
Yang Chen's expression was indifferent." It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning. Compared to you, my poem is just ordinary. Next, I would like to ask everyone to please pour the Pan River, and let each of us pour our own seas and clouds!”
The surrounding scholars and celebrities were instantly silent. How could this poem be called ordinary?
Then wouldn't their poems be called saliva poems?
I'll give you full marks for this pretentious act.
Wu Sanniang walked over leisurely with a smile on her lips." Censor Yang, you are too modest. This poem is worthy of being ranked among the best. It is a masterpiece that will be handed down for future generations to study."
"Princess Fenyang." Many people looked at Wu Sanniang in shock.
This was the sister of His Majesty! He was actually so kind and gentle to Imperial Censor Yang?!
Many people who thought highly of themselves looked at Yang Chen with jealousy.
Yang Chen cupped his hands." Your Highness, you flatter me. I am ashamed."
He looked at Wu Sanniang with a smile on his face. This princess looked somewhat similar to Wu Ling, but her temperament was completely different. At this moment, she was wearing a light green elegant dress, which made her look even more beautiful and exquisite.
Wu Sanniang smiled." This question is for Censor Yang to win. Does anyone have any objections?”
Everyone looked at each other. Who dared to object?
Moreover, the quality of Yang Chen's poems was something that they could not compare to.
Zheng Yan coughed lightly," Princess Fenyang is right. Censor Yang, you don't have to be humble. The cultural gathering still has to continue. Next, Chancellor Kong will set the topic."
He was old and shrewd, and his eyes were sharp. He could vaguely see that the relationship between Princess Fenyang and Censor Yang was somewhat unusual, so he quickly changed the topic.
Wu Sanniang pursed her lips and did not say anything.
Kong Deming smiled and said," In ancient times, there was a Lanting Pavilion where wine flowed down the winding stream, and one could freely express one's feelings. Today, everyone is gathered in Lanting Garden. Although it is not as unrestrained as the ancients, it is also interesting. How can there be poetry without wine? How can there be no poetry when there is wine? Everyone, use wine to write poems and recite wine with poems!”
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone cheered.
The atmosphere at the cultural gathering became lively again.
Although they had been dealt a blow by Yang Chen, they quickly regained their confidence.
Yang Chen had taken the first place for the first question. They would never give up the first place for the second question!
After all, no matter how talented this Yang Chen was, he couldn't possibly compose another poem that could stun everyone in such a short period of time, right?
The maids in the Orchid Pavilion Garden were like butterflies. They held wine jugs and poured wine for the guests. The atmosphere was quite warm.
Xu Jingye whispered," Zian is indeed a great talent. That poem just now was simply stunning. After tonight, I'm afraid that many young ladies will have Zian in their dreams."”
" Keep a low profile, keep a low profile," Yang Chen said modestly." Brother Xu, don't you know that the nickname given to me by my servants is the dream of eight million girls?"”
Xu Jingye was shocked." There's actually such a thing? I'm sorry."
"Where, where." Yang Chen said.
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