"What this benefactor said is very true, and it is not small to have this understanding!"

Master Huide looked at Zhang Heng, his face full of approval.

"The master has won the prize."

Zhang Heng saluted, and then sat down with a smile.

Seeing this scene, Huang Cheng next to him was also depressed, he originally wanted to show his face, but he didn't expect to be cheaper than this kid.

Zhang Heng saw that he was also honest, so he didn't pay attention to him anymore, and continued to listen to Master Huide's lecture on Zen with Master Li.

However, Huang Chengke couldn't swallow this breath, and immediately got up and left, planning to move the rescuers.

At noon, in the canteen of Shengping Society, Zhang's mother put a pot of prepared dishes on the table and prepared to eat, only to see three vegetarian dishes, two meat dishes, steamed lamb chops and fried pork, and egg soup.

"Wow, that's so rich!"

At this time, Wang Wei and the others also walked in, and immediately looked around these dishes, looking like their saliva was about to flow out.

"If you are queuing up to eat, you can add it if you don't have enough, you can eat as much as you want, but there is one point, if it is wasted, it has to be deducted from your salary."

Zhang's mother admonished, and then began to serve the meal to everyone.

After Wang Wei and the others finished eating, they immediately brought it to the table next to them and devoured it.

Tie Shan looked at them like this, and hurriedly said, "It's all slow, it's not that I haven't eaten." ”

"It's not always possible to be able to eat so casually."

One person replied vaguely while eating.

"In the future, you can manage it every day, don't worry, pay attention not to waste."

Tie Shan admonished, then sat down to eat.

At noon, after Zhang Heng and Master Li had a little fast in the temple, the two were also ready to go down the mountain and leave.

However, as soon as the two walked out of the temple, Huang Chengcheng led a group of people dressed as scholars to come up and stop them.

Looking at Huang Cheng and the others with a menacing look, Zhang Heng also put his hands in front of his chest and said, "What? Want to fight? ”

Huang Cheng glanced at him disdainfully and said, "We are all readers who read poetry and books, how can we do such vulgar things." ”

"What are you doing with so much nonsense, let it go if you have a fart."

Zhang Heng didn't have the patience to follow him in this ink.

"Aren't you a little inky! Let's see how much you can do. ”

Huang Cheng stood up, with a provocative face, with the support of these friends, he also felt full of confidence.

Zhang Heng rubbed his chin and said, "Then what do you want to do?" ”

Huang Cheng looked at him arrogantly and said, "I want to compare poetry with you." ”

Zhang Heng thought for a while and said, "It's not impossible to compare poems, but what good do I have?" ”

Hearing this, Huang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then said, "What benefits do you want?" ”

"So be it! Let's win two out of three games, if you lose, just call me a teacher, and it's not in vain that I spent so much time here with you. ”

Zhang Heng thought that although he couldn't compose poems, he was familiar with 300 Tang poems, and it was okay to borrow a few at will.

"And what if you lose?"

Huang Cheng hurriedly asked.

Zhang Heng spread his hands and said, "If I lose, I will do whatever you ask me to do." ”

Hearing this, Huang Cheng also turned his head and discussed with his friends: "How is it?" Promise him? ”

A scholar with a face like a donkey's face said proudly: "I'm afraid of what he will do, the three of us are the three little talents of Bianjing, can't we win him?" ”

Huang Cheng nodded, and then said to Zhang Heng: "Okay, we agreed." ”

Xiao Ya on the side leaned in front of Master Li and whispered, "Miss, Zhang Gongzi can still make poems?" ”

"I don't know, it's the first time I've seen it."

Master Li smiled slightly, and was also looking forward to this.

At the same time, more and more people are also gathering, planning to watch the excitement, after all, there is no entertainment, watching the excitement is one of the few entertainment activities.

At this time, Huang Cheng stood up and said to Zhang Heng: "In the first game, the poem was based on bamboo, and the pen and ink were used. ”

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately found two tables and took out paper and pen for the two at the same time.

Huang Cheng stood up, picked up the brush and began to ponder.

And Zhang Heng didn't think about it, he immediately picked up the brush and brushed on the paper to write, and then put down the brush.

"So fast"

When everyone saw this scene, everyone's faces couldn't help but show a trace of surprise.

After pondering for a while, Huang Cheng also began to write.

Then he looked at Zhang Heng and said, "You come first!" ”

Zhang Heng smiled slightly and said, "It's better for you to come first!" Lest you be ashamed that you don't even have a chance to speak. ”

Huang Cheng thought that his tone was really big, so he picked up the poem he had written and read it: "There is a clump of bamboo in front of the window, clear and green, the south is crossed with the north leaves, and the new bamboo shoots are mixed with old branches." ”

"Good"

Immediately, the friends behind Huang Cheng also immediately applauded.

Xiao Ya leaned over to Master Li and asked, "Miss, how is this poem?" ”

Master Li opened his mouth and said, "It's a middle-class work!" ”

"Can that Zhang Gongzi win?"

Xiaoya's heart can't help but hang now.

Master Li just smiled slightly, and he would know the result later.

After Huang Cheng finished reading the poem, he looked at Zhang Heng with a smug face and said, "You can start." ”

Zhang Heng stood directly in place and recited the poem: "Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, the roots are in the broken rocks, and the thousands of blows are still strong, and the east and west are north, south, and north." ”

"Good poetry, good poetry, much more comfortable than the poem just now."

The onlookers cheered.

And Huang Cheng and the others were darkened at the moment, so gloomy that they were about to drip water.

At this time, Xiao Ya opened her mouth and said to Master Li: "Miss, Zhang Gongzi is really good at composing poetry, much better than the person just now." ”

Master Li nodded and said, "That Huang Cheng's poems are just ordinary bamboo, while Shengming's poems use bamboo to express people's integrity, not at all at the same level. ”

"How could those people be Zhang Gongzi's opponents"

Xiaoya also looked proud.

Zhang Heng looked at Huang Cheng, whose face was like ashes, and asked, "How is it?" Who won this game? ”

"Count you as a winner"

Huang Cheng replied angrily, in front of so many people, he couldn't deny it if he wanted to.

Then he turned back and consulted with the others.

At this time, the horse-faced man spoke: "I didn't expect this kid to have some ability"

Huang Cheng glanced at him and said, "Yue Feng, you are the most profound among the three of us, and you must win this competition." ”

"Don't worry, with me, that kid can't be rampant."

Yue Feng shook his fan and walked out with a smug face.

Zhang Heng glanced at him, thinking that his face was so long, and his face was really thick enough, and he said, "What poems do you want to compare?" ”

Yue Feng looked at the chrysanthemums on the side of the road around him and said, "Let's compose poems with chrysanthemums as the theme!" ”

Zhang Heng nodded, thinking that the ancient poets had a preference for chrysanthemums, and when the time came, he would know what it meant to lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot.