Chapter 221 Capital Boutique

There were only 300 poetry volumes in the second round, and the review speed of Kong Yingda and the others also slowed down a bit.

Those who can advance to the second round will learn much better than those in the first round.

Among the poems reviewed so far, the worst ones are all below C grade, and there are many poems above B grade.

When Yu Shinan saw a piece of white paper, he was not sure how many times he had turned it up and down.

"How could the person who collected the poetry scroll make such a big mistake!"

Yu Shinan immediately suspected that the Imperial Army had collected the wrong poetry scroll, just as he was about to find the person responsible for collecting the poetry scroll. When he was in trouble, he accidentally saw the number in the upper left corner.

"Shuzi!"

Yu Shinan cursed loudly, his whole face turned black.

He remembered that candidate No. 728 in the last round wrote pretty well, and he even gave him a grade of B or above.

I didn’t expect to get a blank result in the second round.

"Humph, bad attitude! You missed a great opportunity!"

Yu Shinan put the white scroll aside and cursed angrily.

What he didn’t know was that No. 728 was none other than Cheng Chumo.

It’s not that Cheng Chumo doesn’t want to write poetry, but that his mind is empty and he can’t think of a single word.

"Great, I have encountered the great talent's poem scroll again!"

It was Kong Yingda who received the poem scroll of contestant No. 666, and he almost jumped up with joy.

When Kong Yingda saw the unique words on the paper, he felt a sense of anticipation in his heart.

""Nian Nujiao·Chibi Nostalgia"? It seems to be a poem about the ancient battlefield of Chibi."

Kong Yingda then looked down and recited it with emotion.

"As the great river goes eastward, the waves are swept away, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages."

"To the west of the fortress, the way of humanity is, Chibi, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms."

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"My motherland is wandering, I should laugh at my affection, and I will be born early."

"Life is like a dream, one statue still shines on the river and the moon."

Yu Shinan and Chu Liang didn't know when he came to Kong Yingda's side.

After listening quietly, they all stroked their beards and closed their eyes, their thoughts seeming to return to ancient times.

"The opening chapter is lyrical about the scene. Time spans ancient and modern times, and the land spans thousands of miles. This boy is really a great talent!" Yu Shinan said with emotion.

Not surprisingly, Wang Jian stole Su Shi's song "Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgia" and was rated as a top grade.

The results of this round came out quickly.

The doctor from the Ministry of Rites walked to the stage and read out the promotion number.

"007, 038...666...1320."

As the eliminated people regretfully left the field, only a hundred people remained.

Wang Jian, Chang Sun Chong, Cui Shenji, Chen Lun, Liu Zijun and others are still therefield.

Only Cheng Chumo and Du He are missing.

"Brother Cheng can do it, he even passed the first round." Xue Rengui admired and praised Cheng Chumo, who looked happy.

"Low-key, low-key." Cheng Chumo waved his hands to look like a master.

"Brother is so good. Maybe we can add some extra dishes tonight." Cheng Chuliang and Cheng Chubi drooled at the thought of beef being eaten tonight.

With the eldest brother’s outstanding performance today, it’s impossible for his father to celebrate without adding food.

"Cheng Dalian, did you step on dog poop when you went out this morning?" Yuchi Baoqi said sourly.

"Go, go, Heitan, you are just jealous. I, Xiao Cheng, rely on my strength." Cheng Chumo showed a proud expression.

Thanks to Wang Jian, without the two poems he casually said, he probably wouldn’t have been able to pass the first round.

Cheng Chumo thought very happily.

On the high platform.

As usual, Kong Yingda presented the poems of the second round leader to Li Shimin and a group of ministers.

At the same time, the doctor from the Ministry of Rites began to tell the questions of the third round.

"The third round is titled 'Ode to Things', and it takes as long as a stick of incense to write a poem!"

As soon as this title came out, some people were happy and some were worried.

Ode to something may seem simple, but it is actually very difficult to write a poem with profound artistic conception.

However, Wang Jian still couldn’t be troubled.

This time he didn't even need to think too much, a poem "Plum Blossom" had already appeared in his mind.

This is Wang Anshi's masterpiece.

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This poem has much less text than the previous two. Wang cut the pen and finished writing it in a few strokes as if he was inspired.

Chen Lun from Jiangzhou Academy, Liu Zijun from Luzhou Academy and others were racking their brains.

In this round, those who advance can directly meet His Majesty, and the nature is completely different from the previous two rounds.

If you are eliminated here, it will really be a waste of all your efforts.

After most of the incense burning, these people began to write one after another.

At this time, the atmosphere inside and outside the stadium became much more solemn.

The people outside did not yell, but quietly watched the talented man writing the poem.

Soon it was time for the third round of poetry writing.

"Stop writing and collect the poems for review." The doctor of the Ministry of Rites shouted loudly.

Backend review office.

Kong Yingda first flipped through the stack of poems in his hand and found familiar crooked words in the middle.

His old face instantly became excited.

"What good luck, I'm reviewing No. 666 again!" Kong Yingda held up the poem scroll and said ostentatiously.

Yu Shinan and Chu Liang fell in love with him.He opened his eyes and continued to read the poem carefully.

""Plum Blossom" is very good! Simple and straightforward!" Kong Yingda started to praise it before even reading the content.

He has firmly believed that the poem produced by contestant No. 666 must be a masterpiece.

"There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone."

"I knew it wasn't snow from a distance because there was a faint fragrance."

As expected, it was again. A superb poem about things.

"The poems written by No. 666 are all of high quality and of extremely high attainment!" Yu Shinan and Chu Liang said with emotion after reading this poem.

In this round, the top ten need to be selected from a hundred people.

In addition to this "Ode to Plum Blossoms" and four other poems that were selected, they cross-reviewed the remaining five poems and discussed for a long time before settling on them.

When the doctor from the Ministry of Rites walked to the stage and was about to read out the promotion number.

All eyes in the audience were focused on him.

The doctor of the Ministry of Rites shouted loudly under the expectation of everyone.

"Those who advanced in the third round, 007, 038, 666, 750...1320."

"Take a short break and start the final round of competition!"

After the eliminated people left in despair, only 10 young men were left in the spacious scene.

Wang Jian, Cui Shenji, Chen Lun, and Liu Zijun are still present, but Changsun Chong has been eliminated.

Seeing Wang Jian wait until the last round, everyone from the County Marquis Mansion to Li Chengqian, Cheng Chumo and others were very happy.

Li Shimin held Sanlun Kuishi in his hand and looked directly at Wang Jian.

He can basically lock in the fact that these three poems were written by Wang Jian.

"You are indeed my wise minister Ying Meng!" Li Shimin stroked his short beard and looked at Wang Jian with pleasure.

When the doctor from the Ministry of Rites saw that it was almost time, he walked to the stage and shouted loudly.

"Invite the 10 people who have advanced to the stage to compose poems on the high platform this round!"

The eyes of those who have advanced are hot, because they are going to be up close in front of His Majesty and all the ministers. Show your face!

They walked up to the high platform with excitement.

Cui Shenji and Wang Jian, who was walking towards each other, looked at each other. The enemies were extremely jealous when they saw each other, and his broken mouth began to taunt again.

"Hmph, you were lucky enough to pass three rounds. In the last round, I will step on you hard!"

"I will decide the leader this time!"

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As the self-proclaimed Three Heroes of Chang'an, Cui Shenji has as much talent as the bad water in his stomach.

Behind him, Chen Lun from Jiangzhou Academy and Liu Zijun from Luzhou Academy looked at Cui Shenji like idiots.

His mouth was swollen, but he still dared to speak loudly.

After ascending to the high platform, Li ChengqianWang Jian winked, obviously in a good mood.

After the doctor of the Ministry of Rites saw the 10 candidates taking their seats, he respectfully saluted Li Shimin.

"Your Majesty, please come up with questions for the final round of competition!"

Li Shimin looked at the 10 young talents and nodded with a smile.

"We can hold a grand poetry meeting today, and the people live a peaceful and stable life, thanks to the soldiers guarding the border."

"The last round will be based on "Border Fortress" "Write a poem for the title!"

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