latelenovela Chapter 137: Poetry Overwhelms the Entire Audience!
Chapter 137: Poetry Overwhelms the Entire Audience!
Chapter 137: Poetry Overwhelms the Entire Audience!
The moment the poem was written, the last few seconds quietly passed, and the entire National Competition Square came to a standstill. Some students from prestigious families walked down from the venue, dejected.
"Phew, almost... I wonder what the Left Prime Minister will think when he sees this poem by Yue Fei."
Ye Ru stroked a corner of the Xuan paper, muttering to himself. He looked around and was surprised to find that nearly half of the people had been eliminated in the first round.
No wonder, ten minutes is all it takes to come up with a theme and write a poem. Unless you're a very quick-witted person, that time is really tight.
Shifting his gaze to the left, Ye Ru saw that Fan Ziling, Kong Hexuan, and the others had finished and were hanging their hands at their sides. When he looked at Fan Ziling, the latter also had a mocking expression on her face, smiled at Ye Ru, and said sarcastically:
"I didn't expect that Ye, the top scholar, had already finished it. It was rushed out at the last minute, so the poems and essays must be rather shoddy. If Ye's poems and essays don't reflect his talent, then he really has failed the title of a model scholar and the top scholar..."
"Hehe, as the saying goes, 'Heaven's movement is ever vigorous; so should a gentleman constantly strive for self-improvement.' Remaining calm in the face of danger is the mark of a true man. Compared to those who resort to underhanded tactics, this is far more honorable."
Ye Ru sneered, then smiled faintly.
"No, no, are you only capable of deceiving yourself? If you remain calm in the face of danger now, you will soon be disgraced and your literary reputation ruined..."
Fan Ziling shook her head, her expression becoming even more sarcastic.
"I never expected this student from a poor family to succeed. I really don't know if the poems and essays he wrote in the end will be worthy of being presented in a refined setting."
"I suspect it's difficult. This is a national competition, and it must be at least at the Hongmeng Poetry level. I think that although this person seems calm and composed, he has actually lost his composure."
Countless learned scholars shook their heads and said disdainfully.
"This Chief Scholar Ye is truly..."
Chen Tianjian, Wen Xiang, and the others on the platform secretly breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from their brows. The first round was already so thrilling; there were probably more shocks waiting for them later.
"Fortunately, I finished the poem at the last minute. It can be said that misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, and a blessing may be a misfortune in disguise."
With a hint of relief in his smile, Wen Xiang said.
"If he really can't even pass this first hurdle, I'm afraid that his title of top scholar will be truly undeserved."
Chen Tianjian stroked his beard and shook his head.
At this moment, Kong Delin still stood on the stage and looked around at everyone:
"This time, there are no unusual signs of talent, because this place has been shrouded by the Holy Temple of the City of Outstanding Talents. Only by using the Poetry Seal can we see the level of the poems. Therefore, please place your poems under the Poetry Seal and let it judge them automatically. If you are not satisfied, you may request arbitration!"
"Alright, everyone, please begin."
As soon as the words were spoken, those who had finished writing their poems took their Xuan paper to a distant seal, whereupon crimson and orange light intertwined, while others showed no reaction at all, which made them feel frustrated.
"Brother Ye, although we failed in the first round, as long as we can produce a poem that transcends the primordial chaos, we can still advance to the second round. Don't worry."
Kong Hexuan comforted Ye Ru, saying that he knew that poems and essays hastily conceived could not possibly be of a very high standard.
Meng Qingyang and the others also gave Ye Ru comforting looks.
"Let's go test our poetry level."
"it is good."
When everyone arrived, Kong Hexuan placed the poem under the seal, and a bright orange light shone out, which was very eye-catching.
Poems for Cultivating Virtue!
Meng Qingyang and the others also put it in. The poem seal was silent for a moment, and then several beams of light burst forth, turning into red and orange, extremely rich.
The next moment, everyone's eyes were on Ye Ru, including the scholars below. They all wanted to know what kind of talent this poor scholar had that made him dare to participate in the National Examination for Children.
"Chief Ye, it's your turn. How is your work?"
Han Lu looked at Ye Ru with a mocking smile.
Ye Ru did not answer, but took out the poem "Man Jiang Hong - My Hair Stands on End in Anger" by Yue Fei, a famous general of the Southern Song Dynasty who resisted the Jin Dynasty, and placed it under the poem seal.
The poem seal remained silent for a moment, without emitting any light, which undoubtedly made everyone's hearts sink, including Chen Tianjian and others.
"Alas, it's no wonder. Poems and essays completed in haste are indeed somewhat forced. Even if Ye Ru's poetry and essays are unparalleled, it's just a pity that petty people are in power."
Wen Xiang's face darkened, his previous confidence completely shattered, and Chen Tianjian directly crushed several cracks in the armrest of the chair.
"Master Ye, your poem seems inadequate. You should pack your bags and hurry back to your hometown to get married. Stop dreaming of instant success and meteoric rise..."
However, as Fan Ziling's mocking laughter subsided, his face suddenly froze, and he swallowed the rest of his words. A dazzling light suddenly burst forth from the poem seal.
Yellow light shines, poetry emerges that astound even the most brilliant!
The entire venue fell silent. Even Han Lu and the others were dumbfounded, their hearts filled with shock.
"A poem that astounds even the most brilliant poets..."
Chen Tianjian's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth.
"No, look beneath the yellow light, it's as if life is just beginning to emerge, and green light is just beginning to bloom. If I'm not mistaken, this poem is not about astonishing the sage, but rather..."
Wen Xiang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:
"It is the whole world!"
"No way... In the National Tournament for Children, there has never been a case of such a world-class achievement..."
Hearing this, Chen Tianjian was even more incredulous, wondering if this was an exaggeration.
"A poem that astounds even the most brilliant poets..."
Kong Hexuan stared in awe at the yellow light, while Ye Ru frowned, fearing that the poem was unworthy of the sage's attention.
"This poem seal is definitely fake!"
Fan Ziling's face suddenly darkened, and he almost had the urge to smash the seal.
"It seems we won't be able to reach the world stage."
After a while, Chen Tianjian saw that the light did not change and laughed.
However, as soon as the words were spoken, the yellow light shot upwards four feet again, completely transforming into green light.
The green light pierced everyone's eyes, leaving all the scholars with a blank expression.
Click!
Chen Tianjian's armrest was completely shattered, and Wen Xiang, Zuo Xiang, and the others were all dumbfounded, their faces full of disbelief.
"Perhaps... in a few years, the Yanhuang Kingdom will produce another great Confucian scholar."
The representatives of the various holy families exchanged glances, their eyes revealing a hint of horror.
"Elder Kong, it's time for the next one."
Wen Xiang reminded him softly.
"Oh, right, next one."
Kong Delin also recovered from his shock and then quickly said.
Immediately afterwards, a young man dressed in a scholar's sword robe stepped out from the crowd. As he placed the poem into the poem seal, a dazzling light rose up directly.
With a talent of four feet tall, his poems astonished even the most brilliant!
This bizarre scene not only shocked the students of the various aristocratic families, but even Ye Ru was taken aback. He then frowned, pursed his lips, and seemed to have vaguely guessed something, a bad premonition rising in his heart...