"The Prime Minister knows this person?" Xiang Ling Tian asked curiously as well. Even he felt that this poem had a high artistic conception and was brilliant in literary talent. Therefore, he was also curious about this author.
"Your Highness, this Lin Feng is also an outstanding disciple of our Orthodox Academy!”
" Oh…" Everyone revealed looks of surprise when they heard this. They hadn't expected that this person was also a student of the Orthodox Academy, but on second thought, how could a scholar who could write such a masterpiece not be a student of the Orthodox Academy? The academy had gathered all the top scholars in Fengyun Country. In terms of poetry and songs, it was naturally the best in Fengyun Country!
Wang Wenjing continued," Your Highness, this Lin Feng is currently a student of Class-A of the Orthodox Academy. He is the grandson of Grand Scholar Lin Xuan of the Imperial Academy. He has been gifted since young and is proficient in all kinds of poetry and songs, and all of them are of extraordinary standards.”
"He's ranked second in the Fengyun Kingdom's general exams this time. If nothing unexpected happens, he'll definitely be in the top three in the court examinations in a few months!”
"Oh right, this Lin Feng was in the same class as the little prince back then. The two of them can be considered classmates.”Wang Wenjing suddenly thought of something and added.
"Oh right, this Lin Feng is also a classmate of the prince.”
"Ahem…"
It would have been fine if Wang Wenjing did not say this, but he immediately realized that he had misspoken. He quickly looked at Xiang Lingtian's expression and saw that the latter's expression had changed. He then heaved a sigh of relief.
However, the expressions of the others were somewhat interesting. They all looked like they were trying hard to hold back their laughter.
The Orthodox Academy had a total of eight classes: A, B, C, D, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin. The class with the highest standard was Class A. As the strongest transfer student, Xiang Yun had been directly assigned to Class A. Although it was only the last seat of Class A, it was still a position that countless people dreamed of.
However, Xiang Shizi had only studied in Class-A for a few days, and he had been expelled from the Orthodox Academy because he had been engrossed in studying the erotic painting during the principal's lecture!
This matter could be said to be widely circulated in the Fengyun Kingdom's imperial capital, Dragon City. It became a joke among the people. Who would have thought that when Lin Feng was mentioned today, this matter would be brought up?
"Cough cough…This poem of Lin Feng's had a profound artistic conception and was extraordinary. It was already a classic work that could be passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years!”Wang Wenjing coughed dryly and pulled everyone's attention back.
When everyone heard Wang Xiangguo's comment, they couldn't help but be slightly stunned. They didn't expect Wang Wenjing to think so highly of this poem, thinking that it could be praised for hundreds or thousands of years.
However, they didn't have any objections to this. After all, just by looking at these poems, Lin Feng's poems were indeed the best among the geniuses! Even Wang Wenjing's previous poems could not compare to it.
"Haha, I didn't expect that someone could make such a masterpiece at the Lord's birthday banquet. It can be said that the timing, location, and people are all in this Imperial Residence!”
These two excellent works were both written by students of the Orthodox Academy, causing Wang Wenjing to be unable to help but feel somewhat pleased with himself. He laughed with unusual delight, and at the same time, he did not forget to flatter Xiang Ling Tian.
At this moment, there were not many poems left. There were only about a dozen of them. Everyone continued to browse and another masterpiece appeared. It happened to be a poem by Crown Prince Xiang Gan!
This poem was also a seven-character quatrain. The words were concise and the literary grace was soaring, making it quite extraordinary. Although it was inferior to the Orthodox Academy's Lin Feng and Wang Shouyi, it was still an outstanding work.
As the Crown Prince's teacher, Wang Wenjing saw Xiang Gan write such a poem and his expression was filled with pride. Although he did not get the first place, as the Crown Prince, Xiang Gan was not a scholar. Naturally, there was no need to fight for this title. It was enough to prove that he was talented.
At this moment, almost all of the poems had been read. Only the Dongling County Governor still had a few poems in his hands. As the Dongling County Governor had been in the military, his literary standards were not very high. Hence, his reading speed was slower than everyone else.
Previously, he had recommended a piece of excellent work, but after everyone admired it, they felt that it was mediocre in literary talent and did not have a high artistic conception. This made the prefect feel a little embarrassed.
At this moment, almost all of the poems had been appraised, and the top three positions were almost already confirmed. The one who took the lead was naturally Lin Feng, who had composed the poem " West River Moon: A Great Dream of the World ".
And the person second only to Lin Feng was Wang Shouyi. The third place was Crown Prince Xiang Gan. As for Wang Wenjing, as the prime minister, he naturally wouldn't compare himself to the juniors and would automatically withdraw from the selection.
Naturally, Wang Wenjing did not dare to decide the true rankings. He still obediently asked Xiang Lingtian to make the decision. The rankings that Xiang Lingtian decided were in line with everyone's thoughts. Lin Feng was still first, Wang Shouyi was second, and Crown Prince Xiang Gan was third.
"The Orthodox Academy cultivates people, and its disciples surpass their masters. It truly is the cradle of the country's pillars and talents. Wang Xiangguo, as the manager of the Orthodox Academy, your contributions cannot be overlooked.”Xiang Ling Tian said with a smile.
Wang Wenjing quickly bowed and said humbly,""Your Highness, you praise too much. The Orthodox Academy can't afford it, and this old man can't afford it either. Your Highness, you are the true pillar of the nation, the pillar of our Fengyun Nation!”
Although Wang Wenjing spoke modestly, he was inwardly extremely pleased. As the Left Minister of the Fengyun Nation, he was the true manager of the Orthodox Academy.
In this moonlit night poetry competition, the first and second places in the top three were all students of the Orthodox Academy, and the third place was also his own disciple. In other words, the top three were all his disciples, so how could Wang Wenjing not be proud of himself?
" Alright, since the rankings have been decided, Jing Hong, go out and announce it. Ask these three people to come…" Xiang Ling Tian was about to give the order to distribute the rewards.
"Wait a moment, Your Highness! " Suddenly, the Dongling County Governor who was holding the last poem on the table suddenly interrupted Xiang Ling Tian.
Xiang Ling Tian looked at the Dongling County Governor in surprise.
Jing, Wan Bing, and the other mayors all looked at the Dongling County Mayor in shock. They didn't understand why he had interrupted his highness.
"Is there anything else? " Xiang Ling Tian didn't show any dissatisfaction. He just asked curiously.
"Your Highness! This…this poem, it seemed…It seems a little good."
The Dongling County Mayor's gaze never left the piece of paper in front of him as he spoke with some hesitation.
He wanted to say that this poem was excellent, but he was worried that his literary level was too low and would make a fool of himself, so he only said the word 'good'.
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but reveal a strange expression. Wang Wenjing and Wan Bing were still fine, but the other mayors all secretly gave the Dongling County Mayor a look, telling him not to speak nonsense.
Everyone felt that the Dongling County Governor's recommendation of the poem was of low standard and did not catch their eye. Now, he actually wanted to recommend a poem and even interrupted Xiang Ling Tian. In everyone's opinion, the Dongling County Governor did not know how to appreciate favors and was out of his mind.
However, in the face of his colleague's kind reminder, the Dongling Prefecture Mayor who had read the poem before him once again seemed to have lost his cool. He still insisted on his opinion,"Everyone, I think this poem is really good.”
For a moment, everyone was speechless. Even Wang Wenjing cursed in his heart,""You brat, you really are a reckless man. Now that the top three have already been selected, you, a fellow with no ink in your stomach, still want to propose a poem. With your level, how good can the poem you appreciate be? At most, it will be considered ordinary.”
"Eh…who wrote this? It's so well written!”Meng Yuezhang, the Mayor of Xiliang County, who was the closest to the Mayor of Dongling County, glanced at the words on the paper and could not help but exclaim in admiration. Then, he stretched his head out to take a look.
"One second, two seconds, three seconds…Ten seconds have passed." The Mayor of Xiliang County, who had a slightly surprised expression, seemed to have been immobilized. He did not move and only stared at the poem on the paper in front of him.
His posture did not change, but his gaze gradually turned from surprise to horror!
"This…this!" The Mayor of Xiliang County seemed to be tongue-tied. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.
"Hmm…?"
At that moment, everyone sensed that something was wrong. The Dongling County Mayor had made a mistake, but the Xiliang County Mayor was also a person with an extraordinary literary foundation. How could he reveal such a strange expression?
Immediately, the surrounding mayors gathered around the Xuan paper on the table and began to read it. Unexpectedly, the rest of them had the same expression as the Xiliang County mayors. They were stunned and speechless, as if they had entered a meditative state. Their faces were filled with shock!
"Let me take a look!" At this time, Wang Wenjing couldn't sit still. He thought to himself, What are these guys doing? Isn't it just a piece of poetry? Why are they making such a fuss?
Wang Wenjing walked behind the crowd and stood in a commanding position, just enough to overlook the contents of the entire piece of Xuan paper.
The first thing Wang Wenjing felt when he saw it was his body trembling. He couldn't help but say,"
"This handwriting is really good!" The ink on the Xuan paper in front of him had not yet dried up. The words written in the ink were like undulating mountains. The strokes were like iron paintings and silver hooks that connected into words!
Every word was like floating clouds, powerful like a dragon, and the strokes were smooth like flowing clouds and flowing water, forming a majestic peak!
Even Left Prime Minister Wang Wenjing, who was also highly skilled in calligraphy, could not help but feel a sense of admiration when he saw the handwriting in front of him!
"This person's calligraphy is no longer at the advanced level, nor is it at the level of perfection. He has probably reached the peak of perfection!”Wang Wenjing muttered to himself with shock in his eyes!
Upon hearing this, not only Crown Prince Xiang Gan, Princess Xiang Fei 'er, even King Xiang Ling Tian was surprised!
They all knew that Wang Wenjing was one of the top three calligraphy masters in Fengyun Kingdom. Yet, he praised his calligraphy so highly and even described it as reaching the peak of perfection. It was obvious that this person's calligraphy skills were definitely above his!
For a moment, even Xiang Ling Tian was curious. He wanted to see the words on the Xuan paper. However, with his status, he naturally would not stand up and squeeze over to take a look.
At this moment, Wang Wenjing was already admiring the entire text on the Xuan paper with a state of worship. He thought to himself that it was no wonder the Dongling County Mayor would be so persistent. With such calligraphy attainments, if he didn't read it once, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
"Let me see how this poem is written.”At this moment, Wang Wenjing was unwilling to admit defeat. The person in front of him had completely surpassed him in calligraphy. Then he wanted to see if this person's poems could also surpass him. If they were not as good as his, he would be able to balance his mentality.
"When will the bright moon appear? I take my wine and ask the blue sky.
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