Chapter 73: Song Jing
Although the other party asked Song Shilang to correct the poem, the fool of virtue and purpose understood at a glance that although the imperial examination in the Tang Dynasty was prevalent in the scholars to apprentice before the examination, in order to gain appreciation and recommendation, but all this in the Song Dynasty sent Huai Huan to interrogate the model β the Song Dynasty.
The father and son on the opposite side have refused many times, but they didn't expect that this time they would be directly targeted, and they were blocked alive in the Hu Mazi mutton soup shop.
"What Song Shilang said is very true, so, after the dog returned to the house last time, the dog was the head of the cantilever beam and the cone of the thorns and painstakingly cultivated and read poetry books, no, I recently made a few wonderful poems, and I dared to ask the waiter to take a look, but I want to get the green eyes of the waiter, even if I am very lucky!"
The sixty-year-old man opposite who was called Li Gong, although he was shrewd and slick as a businessman, spoke in a crepe manner.
Of course, if it weren't for the fact that the person opposite was the servant of the current imperial court, with his Li Gongquan's wealth and net worth in Chang'an, he would definitely not look at him more.
However, his son is more than 30 years old and has participated in the imperial examination for many years, but he has never made any achievements.
No, I just wanted to hug a tall branch, and I could take advantage of it to soar.
And being a court official is the best object.
"Really? Will you read it to me? β
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"Okay, Li thanked Song Shilang."
After the old man finished speaking, he whispered something to the son who was standing behind him.
The young man nodded, and then, coughing, began to recite:
"Chang'an snow is like a plate every year,
This year is more round than last year.
If you ask when the snow will melt,
The city was full of mud. β
The young man's voice was subdued, shaking his head, and while reading aloud, he also peeked at the opposite Song Song?
"Squire, the dog has finished reciting, and please ask the squire to correct it a lot!"
After listening to his son's poems, the elderly man was also proud and complacent.
Chang'an is snowing like a plate, hehe, only his own son can have such a genius imagination in this world!
"Hahahaha-"
The old man on the opposite side of the old man is a beautiful pot and a red leaf.
The laughter was crisp.
Presumptuous and flamboyant, without scruples.
"What are you laughing at?!"
When the old man heard the laughter from the other side, he was immediately furious.
Damn, isn't this a masterpiece that is clearly laughing at his son?
"Old man, I'm laughing at your son's poems for being so bad, and I'm embarrassed to be embarrassed here?"
Yang Jiancai doesn't care who the other party is, he just thinks the other party's poems are funny.
The heavy snow in Chang'an is like a plate, and he thought of it, and it turned into mud all over the city? !
Hahaha, I just want to laugh at!
"Y-you're well-written, you're writing a song to listen to!?"
The old man was annoyed and angry, if it weren't for the servant sitting opposite, he would have called the family to come out and interrupt the little Ding Ding of the shit doll opposite!
It's really a tired dead child, where is it not fun to come here to find death?!
"Me? I'm afraid that when the poem I wrote comes out, it will scare you to death! β
Yang Jian seemed to have suddenly forgotten about hunger, and just smelled the mutton soup and immediately came back to life with full blood?
He didn't know that Song Yue was secretly asking Tang to pry and pry.
He just doesn't like this kind of person!
"Why don't you write one for the old man?"
The old man's beard was already shaking in the wind, if it weren't for Song Song Mound, Silk Nut, Mane Yuan, Paper Lantern, Vulture Haze, Recovery, Testicular Male β₯ Talk?
"Okay, can you give me a good listen?"
Yang Jian was a person who couldn't be excited, and as soon as he heard the other party's tone, he swooped up from his seat.
Isn't that just a poem?
Scared?
Hearing the confident and arrogant voice of the little doll behind him, Song Rice Lu Chunyao Cherry Blossom Vinegar Pie: "i.?
But when he saw that it was **-year-old Yang Jian standing behind him, his brows couldn't help frowning.
This kid is arrogant enough.
Although it is said that there are prodigies in this world, it is impossible for everyone to be King Luo Bin!
Xu Geng looked at his precious grandson with a nervous face, this grandson who wants to be strong and powerful everywhere, can't you settle down a little?
Xu Geng is over seventy years old, and the people at the table opposite look bad at first glance, especially one of them is still a servant of the ministry!
"As far as the harvest ends,
What about a good year?
There are poor people in Chang'an,
Not too much for Rui! β
The voice is loud, the rhythm is sonorous, just a few sentences, but it is the opposite, everyone is looking forward to the heavy snow, and they all say that the snow is a good year, but has God ever known that there are so many people in Chang'an who are cold and unclothed, so cold, how do you let them live? So, although the heavy snow is good, it should not be too much!
When the old man and the young man heard this, they wanted to say a few sarcastic words, because in their consciousness, can a person who cannot even do seven quatrains be worthy of being a poet?
"Good poetry!"
However, just before they made a difficulty, the proficient Song Song and Ya Bi were still in the air?
"Thank you, senior."
Yang Jian saw that his poems had been recognized and commented on by experts, smiled at the father and son, and sat down again.
When the father and son saw the scene in front of them, the anger in their hearts suddenly extinguished.
The little kid's poems have been affirmed by Lord Shilang, so even if he lends another hundred guts, he will definitely not dare to go against the grain!
Yang Jian looked at the father and son who were angry and unwilling with bruised faces, and smiled mischievously.
"I can't think it's you?"
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"Senior knows me?"
Yang Jian was a little surprised.
But I've only been in Chang'an for a few days, and I didn't expect that there are already so many fans? Can you even eat a mutton soup to meet your own fans?
Thinking of this, Yang Jian couldn't help but feel proud in his heart.
It seems that Datang is still a mess!
"Of course, when you accepted His Majesty's reward from the court that day, Song was also there."
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Of course, this is also to blame him, after all, there were so many people in the court that day, and it was impossible for him to remember every face of a little doll, but what surprised him was that the current saint and the prime minister Zhang Jiuling Gong had always praised this son's arithmetic talent, but he never thought that this son's poetry talent was so high!
Take this poem just now, ordinary people may think that it is just a short five-word sentence, but what is amazing is that in these short 20 words, it is from a perspective that ordinary people have never written, expounding a new new meaning, this is a thoughtful brain, he can have such insight at such a young age, it is really impressive.
"Huh?"
Yang Jian looked at the other party's face, but he couldn't recall it, he had seen the other party in the court that day, but since the other party was a servant, he was also a powerful minister, and it must have been a lie that he had seen himself.
"I can't imagine that the little brother is not only outstanding in arithmetic, but also surprising in poetry!"
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If you can have such a disciple in your life, then you will really have no regrets about dying!
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