C176 Encounter on the Drinking Lake (2/2)
”En!”
Lady Ya's beautiful face turned slightly red.
She nodded her head, then turned to the people who were still immersed in the concept of poetry, and said: ”Everyone, the Young Master Lee's poem has been published, please judge it now. In the end, Prince Rui's poem is better, or is it the Young Master Lee's poem? ”
When the Lady Ya's voice fell, everyone in the hall became embarrassed.
Because before this, they had all decided that no matter what poem Lee Bai wrote, Prince Rui would always be judged as the winner.
However, this poem of Wang Xiaojian's was now on a much higher level than him.
If they were to evaluate Prince Rui's victory as well, it wouldn't make sense!
It would be too fake if he just blindly commented on it without any reasonable explanation. Because others wouldn't believe it either.
”This... Lady Ya herself felt that these two poems were evenly matched. It should be a draw. ”
Suddenly, a voice rang out, shocking the Lady Ya.
Hu Rui, whose face was somewhat ugly, was slightly taken aback. He did not expect that someone would actually say that it was a draw?
Everyone turned to look and saw a middle-aged man with elegant demeanor continue, ”That's right. Prince Rui's poems described the spring colors of the countryside. As a prince, he portrayed the spring colors of the countryside as if they were alive. It could be seen how much Prince Rui loved his people. ”Just this point alone is enough to earn me extra points.”
”Lee Bai's poems are gorgeous. But this was the Western Lake of Tianyang, the contribution of the Lady Ya. If not for Tianyang and the West Lake, and if not for Lady Ya's beauty, he would probably not have been able to write such a poem. ”
”But its mood, and the way it was written, were brilliant. So, in terms of fairness. These two poems should be a draw. ”
”Right, it should be a draw.”
”I also think it's a draw. ”Mr. Bao is right.”
”…”
Some people started writing, while others wanted to comment on Hu Rui's well written words, but couldn't find the right words to do so.
As Chu Xiao stood at Wang Xiaojian's side, he felt that it was absurd.
In comparison, although Lee Bai's poems were many times better, these people actually said it was a draw?
His face was flushed red as he anxiously said, ”What nonsense are you people spouting? It was clearly 'Meeting Xiya on a Drinking Lake' that went up a level, you should be judging Lee Bai as the winner.”
”Young Master Chu, everyone's tastes are different. We don't object to the” Meeting Xiya on the Drinking Lake ”. But we think Prince Rui's village is better. ”
”That's right, everyone's eyes are bright. It's not like I'm talking nonsense. ”
The graceful middle-aged man righteously said once again, ”I am Bao Nan, a poet evaluator in the capital for twenty years. I have always been fair, and people call me Bao Di, I will never lie.”
”Forgive me for my bluntness, but it is not bad that I met Xiya on Lee Bai's Lake of Drink, but Prince Rui's is equally outstanding. Therefore, we should at least have a draw. ”
”That's right, Mr. Balance is one of the leaders of Beijing's poetry industry. ”Since he said that these two poems are on par with each other.”
”Yes, we think so too.”
”I never thought that this Lee Bai is actually quite skilled.”
”Lady Ya, announce the results.”
Sound after sound rang out.
Hu Rui's face revealed a smile as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden.
He almost lost face, but it seemed like these people were on his side.
At that moment, he was extremely glad that Wang Xiaojian had provoked the wrath of the masses.
He was a noble prince, and had once been an anonymous top scholar. If he lost to an unknown youth in Xia Country, it would be a loss of face.
When Wang Xiaojian heard these voices, he felt like he was struck by lightning.
Balance, fairness?
You never tell lies with your eyes open?
What the heck!