"Excellent poem!"
"Excellent poem!"
"It truly is an excellent poem!"
"Brother Li Jing truly deserves to be the talented scholar of Jiangbei, possessing genuine talent!"
Right after Li Jing finished explaining the rules, several locally renowned poets couldn't wait to step forward, nodding and shaking their heads as they recited their poems. The audience below frequently echoed their sentiments, with some seemingly flattering.
Li Jing sat aloft, showing neither sadness nor joy, making him difficult to read.
Honestly, their poems were also good, whether in terms of antithesis or word crafting, they were top-notch. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been known as talented poets. However, Li Jing was not pleased. Because their poems primarily described delicate and romantic scenes, leaning towards a more effeminate tone.
Too delicate and reserved, not in accordance with Li Jing's forceful mindset.
The others, unaware of Li Jing's thoughts, continued reciting.
However!
