My husband, please respect yourself. The princess is here to grab the bride.

Bai Shaoqiu really rested in the third pavilion.

He and his silly brother-in-law sat in the pavilion, eating green plums and watching Qi Shaotong and others looking at the writing board and unable to put pen to paper.

Qi Shaotong and the other four had all read the frontier poem he wrote!

After seeing this, everyone was convinced!

This guy...well, he deserves the title of A.

But it was this sight that made them really lose the courage to put pen to paper!

There is a saying that goes "throwing a brick to attract jade", but if what is thrown out is jade...how can it be attracted?

What else can be brought out?

The five young men had sad faces, and from time to time they turned their heads to look at Bai Shaoqiu who was sitting idly in the pavilion, and they felt more and more depressed.

You got an A, so keep moving forward!

What does it mean to sit there?

Are you waiting to see me make a fool of myself?

Even if you want to laugh at me, you can go to Lanting and watch it slowly!

Bai Shaoqiu sitting there was like an insurmountable mountain!

The pressure he brought to these students was enormous.

Five armor-level existences!

This frontier poem is even more beyond their reach!

Looking at him, my head no longer felt as clear as before, and it was actually buzzing.

This seriously affected the thinking of Qi Shaotong and the other four.

When Master Zhu saw this, he knew that it was all over. If those five students could not get out of Bai Shaoqiu's shadow, they would probably stop here.

But if Bai Shaoqiu doesn't want to leave, he can't force him to leave.

Master Zhu sighed, what could he do?

This is a hurdle in their lives!

Once you overcome this, you will have broken through the inner obstacles and may be able to make further progress in poetry and writing.

If you can't get over it...

After all, there is only one leader!

……

……

Lanting.

The poem "Phoenix Hairpin and Red and Soft Hands" composed by Bai Shaoqiu is still being savored by the two great scholars, Mr. Si and Mr. Fang, and the prince and princess are still in disbelief.

Mr. Si and Mr. Fang are already over 60 years old.

There are naturally many regrets in the past, especially the romantic affairs in youth!

They had also written some poems recalling the past, but when they saw this "Chai Tou Feng", they realized that the regrets expressed in their poems could not be compared with Bai Shaoqiu's poem!

Their understanding and knowledge of this poem is deeper than that of the Ninth Princess Tang Xianxian and Dongfang Changying.

The experience is also deeper!

So much so that after some interpretation, the two old scholars were still immersed in this poem and couldn't extricate themselves.

After all, those were the green years of the past, and what remained were the unforgettable people and events.

At this moment, Jiuye came running again, his voice coming before he arrived:

"Sir, Mr. Bai's fifth poem... again gets the top spot!"

The four of them immediately looked up at Jiuye!

No one noticed that Qi Ye, who was standing behind Mr. Si, took a deep breath, and a very complicated look flashed in his eyes again.

"Brother Bai's fifth poem is out?"

"Send it here quickly!"

Mr. Fang was also surprised and asked:

"I remember the fifth poem was about a frontier fortress... Didn't Brother Bai say he'd never been to a frontier fortress? How could he write about it?"

The old scholar stroked his long beard and grinned:

"Isn't this similar to the Cloud Dispersing Alliance he created for you?"

"He had never seen the sea, and didn't know the ebb and flow of the tide, but that didn't stop him from coming up with the best second line!"

"My brother Bai has the ability to draw inferences from one instance to another!"

"This is a rare talent among scholars!"

"He must have read about the customs and practices of the frontier, as well as descriptions of wars in books..."

Jiuye has already run into the pavilion.

He didn't even have time to salute.

He happily placed a piece of paper in front of Mr. Si.

At this moment, the Prince of Zhenxi and the Princess looked at each other again, feeling even more shocked.

All five tests were A-level!

This son-in-law...

No, this son-in-law is simply a rare talent!

There are no literati in the palace.

Even his daughter Dongfang Changying, although she was a student of Master Si and had a good talent for studying, but to say that she was a man of great learning... was obviously flattering the palace.

The so-called mastery of music, chess, calligraphy and painting... I can tinker with it, but I'm probably still more than eight hundred miles away from mastery.

Dongfang Changying’s real strength is still martial arts!

Even though the eldest son Dongfang Ce served as a civil servant in the palace as the Minister of Rites, few people knew that Dongfang Ce was actually still a military man.

The entire palace is like a knife!

A sharp knife!

If a knife is too hard, it will break easily.

Now we have Bai Shaoqiu, our son-in-law, who is a serious and talented scholar!

Wen is like water, and water is extremely soft...

Can this change the fortune of the palace?

How can the royal palace be invincible in the delicate situation that has emerged in Xingguo by combining both strength and flexibility?

Look, now both Mr. Si and Mr. Fang, two great scholars, call him "brother"... This is an affirmation of his talent!

The prince was serious and did not show his joy easily, but the joy in his heart was growing stronger and stronger.

The princess's joy was evident on her face.

Now when she heard Bai Shaoqiu get the fifth A, her face was full of smiles.

She had forgotten her previous resentment towards her son-in-law, and now she truly felt the joy of a mother-in-law who wanted to see her son-in-law.

The King of Zhenxi's eyes fell on the paper, and he was extremely curious.

He criticized the court's bad habit of emphasizing culture over military affairs, but he liked frontier poetry!

Not many people understand better than him the misery of the frontier, the cruelty of war, and the intense sadness of separation from life and death.

Bai Shaoqiu has never been to the frontier.

His frontier poem won the first place.

Can his poem describe even one-tenth of the situation on the frontier?

Even the King of Zhenxi was a little nervous about this guy.

Everyone's eyes fell on the face of Mr. Si.

There was a sudden silence.

Only the waterfall outside the pavilion roared.

moment……

"Crack!" sound!

Mr. Si suddenly slapped the table!

He suddenly stood up!

His face actually flushed with excitement!

His reaction was no different from Master Zhu's when he first saw this poem, and even worse!

"good words……"

"This is what we call frontier poetry!"

Mr. Si, the great scholar, completely changed his usual gentle and elegant image. He actually held the paper in one hand and lifted up his sleeve with the other!

One foot stepped on the stool!

"Once this poem is published, who in the world can compete with it in frontier poetry?!"

"Brother Bai... a genius!"

When Mr. Fang heard this, he couldn't hold back any longer. He also stood up and said, "Show me now!"

"Don't rush!"

Mr. Fang reached out to grab it, and Mr. Si stood on the stool and held the paper high up:

"Wait for me to read it three more times!"

Mr. Fang was very anxious and said without thinking:

"I'm in...you old fellow, why don't you read it out loud!"

Everyone looked up.

The great scholar Si actually stood on the tea table again!

He shook his sleeves, stroked his long beard, and read aloud with high spirits:

"Fisherman's Pride, Autumn Thoughts"

"The scenery in the frontier changes with the coming of autumn; I pay no attention to the geese that have left Hengyang.

The sound from all sides rang up.

Among the thousands of mountains,

Long smoke, setting sun, and closed lonely city.

A cup of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, but Yan Ranwei has nothing to do.

The Qiang tube is full of frost.

People can't sleep,

The general's hair is white and the soldiers are crying...!"

After reciting one word, the whole audience was shocked!