Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Princes of the World Rank Ninth
"This old gentleman, looking at the outfits of these people, it shouldn't be your attendants, but your disciples, right?"
Yuan Tan asked with a look of discovery.
"Not bad." For Zheng Xuan, since he has been seen through, there is nothing to hide.
"You are Zheng Lao, the only remaining Hongru in the world!" Yuan Tan took a step back and asked.
Zheng Xuan looked at Yuan Tan's shocked expression quite proudly, touched his trembling white beard and nodded slightly.
The disciples around looked at him with sneering eyes, and counted your kid as having eyesight. At your level, what do you dare to talk about self-taught talent in front of my teacher?
Do you know what it means to be smiling and generous?
"Elder Zheng, when you suddenly asked me to compose a poem, I must have been caught off guard, which is inevitably difficult for some strong people."
Yuan Tan said timidly.
He said that he was very embarrassed, but immediately said: "But looking at the look of shame that you are very ashamed of now, Old Zheng, it shouldn't be deliberately embarrassing me, so I will reluctantly compose a few poems for it." ”
Suddenly, if people are asked to compose poems, they must not be prepared, and if they are not prepared, it will be difficult for geniuses to make poems, right?
As a Confucian master, a generation of Confucianism, it is really ungraceful to embarrass a younger generation like this.
Zheng Xuan found out where he made a mistake, and he was immediately embarrassed. was saying that he admitted his mistake from the side, and when he revealed this matter, he heard the sentence behind Yuan Tan.
Suddenly, Zheng Xuan's eyes widened.
Zheng Xuan's disciples were furious.
"What did he say?"
"Reluctantly, how many ~ poems are you still making?"
You must know that composing poetry is like a big test, and it is already very good to be able to make a poem that suits the situation.
How many more songs does he want, thinking it's as easy as drinking cold water?
Reluctantly?
May I ask this young man, it's okay for you to pretend to be forced in front of us Confucian scholars. You still dare to pretend to be forced in front of the master Zheng Lao, who gave you the confidence? Do you think you're the king of poetry?
"Ding! Master! You are the king of poetry, and you can say that he has one hundred and eighty poems about any snow scene. "The system is a little beautiful way.
“……。” Yuan Tan.
"Wow~! Master, are you pretending? This time, I pretended to be worth it again. ”
Xiaomei suddenly jumped, and conjured up a small bench in the system space, and also conjured up a bucket of popcorn.
“……。” Yuan Tan thought to himself, master, is it easy for me to pretend to be a force, and I have to pave the way.
But in order to pretend to be a forced value, he also let it go.
"I am the master and sit down and close the door disciple Shi Tao, the word Guangyuan, you young man don't be too arrogant. It looks like you're too self-taught, and you have to do 'several' poems. Then you can do it, if you don't do it well, don't blame us for making a name for you. ”
At this moment, a rather dignified young man came out, and his words were as sharp as a knife.
The closed disciple is the last disciple accepted by the teacher, and after that, the mountain is collected, and the direct disciple is no longer accepted, and the apprentice receives the disciple and grandson.
Generally speaking, Guanmen disciples tend to have very high qualifications and are the teacher's favorite disciples, so they have a special status among the disciples.
Shi Guangyuan said that fame will definitely not be a good reputation.
A group of disciples laughed one after another, they didn't think that Yuan Tan could make any good poems as a self-taught person, but they had seen a lot of them when they came out and pretended to be forced.
Zheng Xuan didn't say anything more, but the faint smile concealed the connotation that the young man was about to miss.
"Uh-huh......."
Yuan Tan stood with his hands in his hands, which means, I am going to start pretending.
The scholars and Confucian scholars were very principled, and they no longer bothered Yuan Tan with a loud voice, but there were too many ideological activities in their hearts.
"Thousands of miles of yellow clouds for a hundred days, the north wind blows geese and snow. Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you! ”
Yuan Tan did it in one go. Things like composing poems must not be difficult for him, you must know that there is the title of poet king in his attributes.
"Ha~, what kind of crooked poetry is this......."
A young disciple was already ready to taunt the others, so he immediately shouted out.
I didn't expect to really grab a first!
The young disciple's heart was full of joy, and he felt that he was famous and developed this time.
However, the appreciation of the imaginary brothers did not come, but the brothers were all petrified.
The young disciple looked at the shocked and dumbfounded gazes of the senior brothers, and his heart was suddenly shocked. The flush on his face flashed, and he immediately said loudly: "It's really a good poem, who said crooked poetry just now, dare to stand up for me?" ”
He hurriedly retreated back, and saw a lot of angry eyes.
"Meng Jian, can you still have a face?"
"Really, don't you want it at all?"
This young disciple named Meng Jian pulled over.
"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear. The lonely clouds return and enjoy the snow alone. ”
Yuan Tan stood with his hands in his hands and recited another song.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Even Zhao Yun and Xu Chu, as military generals, could also hear the wonders of this poem, and immediately looked at it with admiration.
Yuan Tan looked at everyone with red eyes and looked at him, startled.
"Okay, good, good sentence, no one in the world knows you!"
Zheng Xuan, who was sitting there cross-legged, got up excitedly and stroked his palms in praise.
"This young man is amazing!"
"It looks like they really have the capital to be self-taught."
A group of Confucian scholars suddenly felt hot on their faces.
Suddenly, they saw the burning gaze of their teacher.
Who in the world doesn't know you!
These students who followed Zheng Xuan grabbed their hair, you young man is so talented, you can use your talent to make a fool of yourself. I've been shooting my mentor for seven or eight years, but I haven't accumulated this effect.
Zheng Xuan's gaze almost melted Yuan Tan, in his eyes, Yuan Tan was simply a treasure.
"This scholar, old man, I still lack a closed disciple......
Zheng Xuan's face was a little flushed when he said it, after all, it was always others who begged him to apprentice, and it was the first time he took the initiative to ask for a student.
The students under him who can be released to be famous all over the world are all stunned at the moment, teacher, have you been closed for many years? What's the matter, close it again? Is it really good to turn it off and off like this?
"This scholar, don't worry, you will definitely be my last disciple. By the way, what's your name? ”
Zheng Xuan had already closed the door once, and he was afraid that it would be inappropriate for Yuan Tan to know about it later, so he explained bluntly.
I don't know what people's names are, so I ask for it.
How can there be such a big difference in the treatment between people!
The students wanted to cry without tears.
Thump!
A snowflake is flying.
When everyone raised their eyes, they saw Shi Guangyuan, a disciple of the closed door, lying in the snow, and exclaimed, "Teacher! ”
Zheng Xuan touched his beard and smiled, "From now on, you also have a junior brother." ”
No~!
Shi Guangyuan screamed in his heart, I don't want a junior brother, I want to be a closed disciple, I don't want a junior brother!
Everyone no longer looked at Shi Guangyuan, who was about to go crazy, but Yuan Tan.
found that Yuan Tan looked hesitant.
Can you hesitate?
Everyone was sad and indignant, this young man, do you know how difficult it was for us to apprentice in the first place?
Talent is capital.
Yuan Tan thought about it, this Zheng Xuan is a Hongru, the president of the Confucian Association, and worshipping him as a teacher will definitely enhance his prestige.
But Yuan Tan will not apprentice just by looking at his reputation, but looking at the words and deeds of this old Mr. Zheng Xuan before, he is a literati with a pure and heroic spirit.
"The teacher is above, please be worshiped by the disciple!"
Yuan Tan bowed.
"Okay, good, I didn't expect that I, Zheng Xuan, would be able to receive such a talented disciple as you in my later years, it is really a saint who favors me, and the mantle has been inherited."
Zheng Xuan was overjoyed, and immediately helped Yuan Tan up, and took out a simple sign from his arms, with a vigorous Confucian character written on it, and said solemnly: "This is what my mentor Master Ma Rong passed on to me, and now I pass it on to you." ”
When the disciples saw this sign, they grabbed their hair violently, and immediately felt the urge to cry, and they said to each other: "I am really glad for my teacher." ”
And Yuan Tan found that his prestige had skyrocketed by 200 points at this time.
It has reached 1421 points and successfully moved up one rank from 10th in the world to 9th in the world.
However, I was surprised to find that Liu Bei, who originally thought that he had caught up with the ninth in the world, did not expect that Liu Bei's prestige had surpassed Sun Ce and came to the seventh in the world.
Now the top ten current rankings in the world: Yuan Shao, Cao Cao, Yuan Shu, Gongsun Zhan, Lu Bu, Liu Biao, Liu Bei, Sun Ce, Yuan Tan, Liu Zhang.
Today's Sun Ce has not yet unified Jiangdong, and is competing with Yan Baihu and Wang Lang for the land of Wu, so the ranking is not very high.
Liu Bei is a rising star and has a momentum of soaring.
It's really worthy of a lot of bad and ringworm, which should not be underestimated.
Zheng Xuan was very pleased to have Yuan Tan as a disciple.
"Teacher, you are from the north, where are you going?"
Yuan Tan asked. Zheng Xuan's trend may affect him, so he asked.
Zheng Xuan touched his beard and said lightly: "The Qunfang Talent Conference is about to be held in Lujiang, Jiangnan, and I accepted the invitation to do the review." ”
The disciples showed yearning expressions.
"The Qunfang Talent Women's Conference, held every five years, discharges the Qunfang spectrum."
"Unmarried women can participate."
"The last session was Cai Yan, and the last session was Diao Chan, and I don't know who can get the first place this time."
"We have the privilege of following our teacher to watch this event!"
Yuan Tan heard the discussion of a group of senior brothers, and immediately became interested, and asked, "Teacher, are all those celebrities participating?" ”
Zheng Xuan took out a paper notebook and handed it over, and said proudly: "It just so happens that the teacher has a roster here, take it and look at it." ”
Yuan Tan opened it and took a look, and immediately cautiously jumped with his liver.