At this time, Sheng Yitian came over again, smiled at Mrs. Wang, and said, "My aunt has a big birthday today, and my nephew came in a hurry, so I didn't prepare any gifts." I also heard that my aunt was elegant, and if I sent some turbidity such as gold and silver, I was afraid that my aunt's eyes would be stained. My nephew is not talented, but he also knows some poetry and calligraphy, can his nephew make a birthday word for his aunt today, and talk about his heart? ”

What Sheng Yitian said, where is there a little bit of modesty, it is clearly very arrogant!

Isn't he just slapping everyone in the face when he says this?

You know, everyone is sending what he said about "turbidity"!

And those who are not particularly well-off in the first place, and this time they also slapped their swollen faces and gave expensive gifts to the fat man are going to scold their mothers: the things that labor and management smash the pot and sell iron, and you have become a turbid substance that stains people's eyes with a word? Don't deceive too much, boy!

After listening to Sheng Yitian's words, Wang Chengen was naturally the happiest, and he was very satisfied with Sheng Yitian's witty performance.

The limelight just now has been robbed, and I will be able to come up with a way to express myself right away, and I can teach you!

Even Sheng Yitian didn't notice the anger of the people, and said with a smile: "This is very good, very good!" The talent of Yitianxian nephew is known to everyone in Taizhou City, no one knows, and there is no shortage of talented and beautiful people here today. ”

Hearing this, Sheng Yitian "modestly" arched his hand to Wang Chengen, and then bowed to the people below, showing a sneer on his face from an angle that everyone couldn't see:

Hehe, talk to me?

Sheng Yitian's father, Sheng Yinian, was originally an official in Jingzhou, but he was transferred to Taizhou the year before last.

Although Sheng Yitian, who grew up in Jingzhou since he was a child, cannot be called a "Jingzhou genius", he has some talent of Jingzhou literati, and is proud of it.

So after going to Taizhou, he relied on his reputation as a genius in Jingzhou, and he didn't pay attention to the geniuses of Taizhou, and he defeated the literati and writers of Taizhou in several poetry meetings he attended, and he was in the limelight for a while.

And this Liangzhou is even worse than Taizhou, the genius here - hehe, how can he put it in his eyes? Also, is there a talent here?

There was a sneer in his heart, but this was exactly what he wanted, and it was these talented people who were slapped in the face!

Seeing that everyone had no objections, and Sheng Yitian's performance was so "humble", Wang Chengen waved his hand happily: "Come on, pen and ink are waiting!" ”

…………

No matter what era it is, people are xenophobic and group-minded, especially now, on the boundary of Liangzhou, they are scolded by a hairy boy from Taizhou, how can they bear it?

If he steals the limelight by writing poems again, where will the faces of their Liangzhou lords go?

At this time, everyone's hopes fell on Zhou Zhiwei, the Liangzhou geniuses, compared to this dance and ink thing, you have to read people, some of them are big and rough in business, where do they understand this?

"Zhou Gongzi, a foreign kid is making a lot of nonsense here, and he doesn't take our Liangzhou people seriously!"

"That's it, Zhou Gongzi, as a famous talent in Liangzhou City, give him some color and take a look!"

“…………”

There are different opinions below, anyway, it means that the heavy responsibility of defending Liangzhou fell on Zhou Zhiwei, and Zhou Zhiwei did not feel the pressure, but was a little fluttering.

The unhappiness that was ignored by Zhang Twelve just now flashed, and his heart was happy: Hehe, this is a good opportunity to make a name for yourself!

As for Sheng Yitian, he had also been to Taizhou before, but he had never heard of such a number one person, and he naturally regarded him as a second ancestor similar to Wang Ba, so he didn't take it seriously.

smiled and waved his hand to the people around him and said: "Poetry exchange is a common thing among scholars, but if someone wants to take advantage of this to underestimate us Liangzhou people, then Zhou will be the first to agree!" ”

"Good!"

Zhou Zhiwei's military order was applauded by a small group of people around him, and the atmosphere was warm......

At this time, Sheng Yitian had already picked up the brush, leaned down in front of the desk, and then sprinkled ink with a very chic pen, and it didn't take a moment for a birthday message to be written.

The first thing I saw was Wang Chengen and Mrs. Wang standing next to them, the two looked at each other, and then said at the same time:

"Good word!"

"Good words!"

Especially when Wang Chengen looked at Sheng Yitian, he was even more satisfied, but Mrs. Wang thought differently, because she knew that her daughter also preferred poetry, if she read this poem, would her impression of Sheng Yitian improve a lot?

Wang Yunshi, who was standing behind Mrs. Wang, heard the praise of the two, and couldn't bear to step forward, looked down, and saw that the paper read:

In the incense hall, people are in the cave pot.

Pouring and falling, singing and dancing.

Although Chongyang is near, don't defile the chrysanthemum.

How can Fei Li celebrate his birthday, he has a courtyard full of fairy peaches, and it has been true for thousands of years.

Morning and evening, the Yuan will meet, and the temples reflect the sable cicada.

After she finished reading it, she was shocked, this is indeed worthy of the praise of "good words and good words", but her impression of Sheng Yitian has not improved because of this.

What's so great about writing poetry? The bad guy comes with his mouth open, and the quality is above that!

Well, why do you unconsciously compare him with that bad guy?

Strange, strange......

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Seeing that the response to his word is good, Sheng Yitian is proud in his heart, he is still very confident in his calligraphy and poetry, especially this word, since he left Liangzhou last time, he began to write this word, where is the bad reason?

But he still made a modest look and said, "Auntie, the little nephew began to prepare this poem for my aunt last month...... So there are some places where this word is not so appropriate, I don't know what my aunt thinks? ”

When he said this, he deliberately glanced at the audience, which seemed to mean that everyone present was garbage, which was really a bit arrogant......

Do you know that this is not the case?

Even the Chung Yeung Festival of the ringgit has come out, and those who know know that you are here to celebrate your birthday, but those who don't know think that you are here to mourn!

Zhang Twelve thought darkly, of course, just think about it, he will definitely not say it, after all, he has already scolded this kid named Shengyitian once, where can he bear to slap him again......

However, Zhang Twelve found that the people here didn't seem to care much about the situation, but paid more attention to the artistic conception, such as Mrs. Wang.

"The virtuous nephew is too modest! It's a very well-written song, and it's so attentive to my nephew - I love it! ”

Mrs. Wang said with a smile.

Hearing this, Sheng Yitian was even more high-spirited, but the people below were even more angry......