"The title of this poem is "Will Enter the Wine"! I'm sorry, everyone, Lu Zheng cheated again, it's just fun for everyone! Lu Zheng's voice sounded in the courtyard.

The audience was silent, everyone's eyes were on him, Lu Zheng was still the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, but at this time, in everyone's eyes, it was completely different from before. Until this time, most people were still immersed in the artistic conception of "Will Enter the Wine".

Lu Zheng once again ascended the poetry seat, he looked at Chen Gui and said, "Brother Chen Gui, do you still have poems?" ”

Chen Gui was speechless, and after a long while, he shook his head and said, "I don't have any poems!" ”

Lu Zheng looked at Zhang Haoran again and said, "Zhang Haoran, where is your poem?" ”

Zhang Haoran's eyes stared at Lu Zheng deadly, and the towering Adam's apple squirmed strangely, and his heart was dead at this time. He does have a poem in his hand, and this poem is his proud work, but as soon as Lu Zheng's "Will Enter the Wine" comes out, what is this poem in his hand?

"I ...... I don't have any more poems! ”

After Zhang Haoran said this, as if he had exhausted all the strength of his body, he finally lowered his head, and the whole person was completely decadent.

He was defeated today, and it is difficult for him to have a chance to make a comeback, Lu Zheng has become a genius in Yangzhou, he has become Lu Zheng's foil and background, and even become everyone's after-dinner conversation and joke, which will be the fate he will face.

Lu Zheng looked at the others again, and all the talents around Shixi who made eye contact with him stepped back in unison, and said one by one: "I...... I don't have any more poems! ”

Lu Zheng put his hands behind his back, looked into the distance, and said loudly: "Who still has poetry?" ”

Before "Will Enter the Wine", many people were eager to try, and everyone was scrambling to be the first to be on the poetry seat, and now, as soon as "Will Enter the Wine" came out, there was no poetry in the audience. At this moment, who can question Lu Zheng's poetic talent?

Sun Yibo's face was pale, the situation in front of him was far beyond his expectations, and the reason why he published the title "Wine" was very clear, that is, to help Zhang Haoran.

He thinks he is smart and thinks he has a plan, but in the face of really strong strength, Zhang Haoran's careful preparation, the so-called masterpiece that is carefully considered, does not even have the courage to take it out, this is crushing!

Compared with Sun Yibo, Luo Guancai is now at the other extreme, he squinted at Sun Yibo who was like a mourner next to him, and he was in a very comfortable mood.

Is the surname Sun also today? Relying on himself to climb up to Zhang's house, he doesn't want to be cheeky, what is the result? Stealing chickens does not make rice, self-inflicted humiliation, and throwing people home, from now on, it will become the laughing stock of Yangzhou academic circles.

Luo Guancai was in a comfortable mood, and the more he looked at Lu Zheng, the more pleasing he became, he still had some regret in his heart just now, and felt that he had resigned from the position of master of Guanshan Academy was too hasty, and now his regret was gone.

Without Guanshan Academy, Luo Guancai accepted apprentices like Lu Zheng, and he opened a private school in his own home, and he was afraid that there would be no students coming to the door?

Luo Guancai's livelihood has been settled, he has food in his hands, he is not panicked, he slowly plots it, even if he doesn't have an official position, it doesn't matter, not to mention, Luo Guancai feels that he can enter Beijing to take the exam again, maybe because of this turnaround, he will come to work!

Luo Guancai looked at Lu Zheng's majesty, he and Lu Zheng were masters and apprentices, one was prosperous, and the other was lost, he also felt extremely proud in his heart, he saw that no one in the audience dared to answer Lu Zheng's words, so he turned his head to look at Sun Yibo and said:

"Brother Sun, do you have any poems?"

Sun Yibo's pale face turned red in an instant, he knew that Luo Guan was deliberately humiliating him, but where could he have poetry? Lu Zheng's "Will Enter the Wine" is simply amazing, with this poem, all other poems have no value of existence.

"Too much deception!" Where did Sun Yibo suffer such humiliation, he looked at Luo Guancai angrily, and he wanted to ask in retort: "Brother Luo, do you have a poem?" ”

However, if Luo Guancai said, "I don't have poetry, but my disciples have poetry!" How should Sun Yibo answer? For so many years in Guanshan Academy, Sun Yibo has suppressed Luo Guancai, and now he has finally tasted the taste of being bullied and humiliated, which is very bitter......

"Liar, Lu Zheng is a big liar, he clearly has a talent for poetry, why do you say that you can't compose poems?" In the side hall, Zhang Baoyi suddenly said loudly.

Under normal circumstances, the ladies in the side hall are talking, but everyone in the courtyard and main hall outside cannot hear them.

But now the audience is silent, and Zhang Baoyi is so excited, she can't accept the result in front of her.

It's just that when she said it, everyone heard it, but she said what many people wanted to say. Now Zhang Haoran wants to say this, and Chen Gui wants to say it even more.

Lu Zheng obviously knows how to compose poetry, why did he deliberately say that he was not good at it? This is the case at the Hydrological Society, and it is also the same at the Zhangjia banquet, isn't this digging a pit for everyone?

I've seen a pit person, but I've never seen a pit person like Lu Zheng, Lu Zheng has to give everyone an explanation!

Gui Liang had already beaten his chest countless times, and now that he heard the words coming from the side hall, he finally felt that he should say something.

If you don't speak now, I'm afraid that there will be fewer and fewer opportunities to talk to Lu Zheng in the future, as soon as he thought of this, he said:

"Lu Zheng, did you hear the words of the lady in the side hall? Why are you so hypocritical? Obviously can compose poems, but he claims that he is not good at composing poems and compositions? ”

Lu Zheng looked at Gui Liang with his eyes, and he was very helpless in his heart, no one believes the truth these days, Lu Zheng really can't write poetry, he cheats, and his poems are copied.

But can he say that in the current situation? If he really told Gui Liang the truth, it is estimated that everyone would only think that Lu Zheng was sarcastic about Gui Liang, right?

Gui Liang is no better than Sun Yibo, Sun Yibo is a nobody, and Gui Liang is a famous Confucian in Yangzhou, belonging to the famous category of cattle.

Don't say that Lu Zheng can't afford to offend such a giant, even today, he doesn't want to provoke this kind of celebrity, as soon as he thought of this, Lu Zheng's expression became very serious, and he said seriously:

"Master Gui, I think that those who read should put their current literature and homework first. Whether it is a literary meeting or a poetry club, it is just a competition for fame, to put it bluntly, it is just a way for scholars to take a trick.

My generation of scholars, should be full of poetry and books, and then the Toad Palace will be crowned and ascended to the Jinluan Palace, relieving the worries of the Son of Heaven and benefiting all the people. The so-called worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world......

Time is like an arrow, the deceased is like a, how can you waste time in a painting boat restaurant? The student is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and if he is too famous, he will inevitably be fluttering, Tao Taoran, and he thinks he can't do it, so what is the difference between the disciple and Zhongyong for the rest of his life? ”

After Lu Zheng finished speaking, Gui Liang and Nie Yong's faces changed greatly, and many of the talents and masters around them also changed color, and everyone bowed their heads in unison for a while, and they all felt ashamed in their hearts.

Lu Zheng's words are indeed what he thinks in his heart, Lu Zheng's purpose of studying is to become an official in the imperial examination, and poetry and poetry are all a waste of time in Lu Zheng's opinion, Lu Zheng really doesn't want to waste time on those useless things.

Of course, some of these words are also Lu Zheng's nonsense, it is necessary for a scholar to be famous, Lu Zheng must also be famous, and the greater the fame, the better, and the name of the reader is the first in these years.

The greater the fame of the scholar, the more chance he has the opportunity to enter the court and the sight of the Son of Heaven, so throughout the ages, it is extremely rare to be able to truly achieve indifference to fame and fortune.

And it is precisely this rarity that makes those hermits who are indifferent to fame and fortune, planting flowers and bamboos envied, and everyone hopes that they can serve the court and be appreciated by the emperor. On the other hand, the readers are envious of the pastoral world in their hearts, and envy the transcendent realm of 'picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan'.

This contradiction is not only the case of ancient people, but also of modern people, on the one hand, modern people chase the city, work hard in the city to make money, on the other hand, they envy the countryside, often like to talk about buying a few homesteads in a certain village, building a few houses, of course, in the Dakang Dynasty, the scholar's respect for fame and fortune is far more than the ideological realm of modern people who hope to live in a rural farmhouse.

And Lu Zheng is now standing on the moral high ground, these words are impeccable, Gui Liang was stunned, he imagined Lu Zheng's possible answer, but he didn't expect Lu Zheng's answer to be so shocking and embarrassing.

"Master Yan has such sharp eyesight, this son is indeed not a thing in the pool, and the future is limitless!" Gui Liang secretly said in his heart, and he thought of Zhang Chengdong in his mind again:

"Although Chengdong is dedicated to business, but his talent and knowledge are not inferior to today's celebrities, I Gui Liangkong has the name of Confucianism, and it seems that Chengdong is much inferior!"

When Gui Liang thought about it in his heart, he was even more ashamed in his heart, and even felt that he had lived for most of his life, and the truth he had mastered was not as transparent as Lu Zheng, a young boy.

At this time, Zhang Haoran had completely collapsed, and in the side hall, the daughters and girls of the Zhang family, who were extremely excited, also became silent.

Lu Zheng's words are impeccable, even if Zhang Baoyi is excited, she can't think of anything else to complain about, everyone has only one thought in their hearts, that is, why Lu Zheng can be so powerful, reading, composing, and composing poetry are almost self-taught, all of this is really incredible.

Look at the current Lu Zheng, standing in the crowd like the stars holding the moon, the huge walls and yards of the Zhangjia family in Yangzhou can still restrain him?

"Everything is fate! People are fate! Ancestor Zhang's mother muttered, she was babbling alone, this is what she often says, but the meaning of her words today is different from before.

Lu Zheng is hard-hitting, not what the Zhang family wants to do to Lu Zheng......