No one cares about Hangzhou Shilin?

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent for an instant, and then immediately exploded. The scholars present ridiculed each other, and the scene became more and more chaotic, if it weren't for the prefect still at the scene, I am afraid that they would have rushed up and beaten people.

Hangzhou is the capital of Zhejiang, representing the face of the literati of the province! If they were to be indifferent if they were to trample their faces under their feet today, they would not be worthy to wear this green shirt and dress up as a scribe.

"Arrogance! This son is arrogant! I, Zhou Hua, are inseparable from this person------"

"The ears of those who are arrogant and arrogant, can you dare to compete with me in the article?"

"Huangkou Xiaoer, I don't know how thick the sky is, dare to say such wild words?"

"Isn't the son of the Judge family great? With a little bit of poetry, there is no one in his eyes, but he doesn't know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the human ------."

“------”

Seeing the eagerness of many people, Zhou Chen, who was behind Zhang Fuheng, suddenly took a step forward, pointed to the group of soldiers on the opposite side and asked loudly, "Who came out to fight?" ”

Come out to fight?

The noise stopped abruptly, and it was okay to shout and cheer, but at the critical moment, no one wanted to be this bird------ it was no problem to fight, the key was that they could all understand it, and what the other party said was a competition of poetry.

This makes people very embarrassed, just now they can see clearly, the momentum of these three people's poetry battles, among which the best poetry is the Zhou Chen in front of them! Even Su Ziyang, known as "Little Dongpo", was defeated, isn't he looking for abuse when he goes up?

It's okay to compare anything, but you can't compare poetry with him!

When Zhang Fuheng saw the posture in front of him, his heart was settled, and the pride in his heart was climbing rapidly------ he also took a step forward, and pointed out a few people at random with his fingers.

"Do you want to write a poem in public?"

"What about you? Can you dare to fight? ”

"Or you ------"

The people who were pointed out subconsciously took a step back, which was a manifestation of the lack of ink in the stomach and the weakness of the heart. Zhang Fuheng swept his eyes, but saw a man in his early twenties in the crowd, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes were always full of banter, as if he was watching a monkey------

Yes, that's what it feels like. Zhang Fuheng suddenly felt that he was like a clown jumping off the beam in the eyes of the other party, and he was jumping on his own, but in fact, no one had ever looked at you squarely------

Pointing at the man with some annoyance, he was about to make a provocative speech, but Yang Qing stood up from behind the man.

"Zhang Gongzi, I advise you not to underestimate the heroes of the world!"

"Heroes? Could it be that I am wrong? Are there still capable people in this Hangzhou realm? Zhang Fuheng sneered and looked at Yang Qingdao with disdain: "Or are you going to compare poetry with me?" ”

"I don't know how to write poetry, and I don't plan to compete with you." Yang Qing said very frankly: "However, there is a person in this Hangzhou city, and his poems are all of the highest quality, and I don't know how many times better than your pretentious poems!" ”

"Who are you talking about?"

Zhang Fuheng gritted his teeth, in fact, he already understood who the other party was referring to. He naturally knew Yang Qing, he had a relationship with Yiranju that day, and knew that the other party was Li Qian's friend.

Right now, who could Yang Qing be if he wasn't talking about Li Qian?

He admitted that he couldn't make masterpieces like Qin Yuanchun and Peach Blossom Ange, but he didn't think that it was Li Qian's normal level, but a work that was extraordinary. So he Li Qian can burst out of inspiration, make a good word, and then burst out of inspiration, and make a good poem, can he still have such good luck for the third time?

is still the same sentence, if Li Qian really has such an amazing poetic talent, how could he not be famous before, but it is precisely in these two months that excellent works have come out one after another? If he was so talented, how could he refuse his challenge at Yiranju?

It is precisely because the contrast between the front and back is too great that it is unconvincing. This is actually a doubt in the hearts of many scholars, but no one has yet been able to find out the reason------ who can use their imagination to guess that this Li Qian is not Li Qian?

"The person I'm talking about ------" Yang Qing glanced at him disdainfully, and chuckled: "It's Li Qian, Li Zhongqing!" ”

As soon as this remark came out, it was immediately echoed by many people, and many scholars expressed their approval. This praise, "Li Zhongqing is talented, poetry is world-famous", and the ridicule of Zhang Fuheng, "The light of fireflies, dare to compete with Haoyue", the scene became extremely noisy for a while. A group of scholars in Hangzhou suddenly felt that Li Qian's existence was really a blessing for Shilin------

"Heh, Li Zhongqing? He is a poet, why is he the shrunken turtle today? ”

Zhang Fuheng sneered again and again, and what he said was indeed from his heart. He wanted to challenge Li Qian in public today, but found that the other party was not there at all, so he was even more convinced that Li Qian was avoiding such an occasion, because he didn't have a good work in his hands!

Otherwise, who would easily miss such a rare opportunity to show their faces?

"Shrunken turtle? Haha------"

Yang Qing laughed out loud, pointed at him and said, "My brother Zhongqing will be afraid, can you wait?" Like "There are so many rivers and mountains 1 Jiao, leading countless heroes to bend their waists", "The world laughs at me for being too crazy, I laugh at others can't see through" and other good sentences, which of you can do it? If you say it, you're not afraid of making people laugh off their big teeth, just with the ink in your stomach, you are also worthy of competing with him? ”

"Hehe------"

Zhang Fuheng laughed angrily, and said sarcastically: "If you have real talent and real learning, are you afraid of competing with others?" On the same day, I proposed to compete with Li Zhongqing in poetry, but he refused to fight, and today he 'coincidentally' was not there, isn't this a weak heart? Otherwise, you will take this competition on his behalf, say a time, and I'll come to the door another day to ask for advice? ”

"I can't do this." Yang Qing shook his head and said with a smile: "If you really want to be taught by Brother Zhongqing, it is better to have some sincerity, otherwise he will not have the leisure to teach you------ as for why he is not here today, it is just that he was drenched in the rain last night and occasionally felt cold!" If not, how can you be arrogant here? ”

The word "ask for advice" was originally a humble word of the literati, but in fact, he didn't think that the other party could be qualified to teach him------ but Yang Qing deliberately misinterpreted his meaning and used it to mock Zhang Fuheng, which made him even more annoyed and angry.

Zhang Fuheng was about to argue with him again, but Zhou Chen, who was beside him, was a little impatient, and preemptively opened his mouth and said: "It's useless to say more, there is no one in Hangzhou Shilin today, then it can be regarded as a loss!" As for Li Zhongqing------ in my opinion, he is just a famous person! Oh, this clumsy excuse of feeling the wind and cold will not be used again in the future! ”

"Fame?" The young man from before finally stood up, looked at Zhou Chen calmly and said, "You mean, Li Zhongqing is not worthy of his name, and he is in vain?" ”

The man is none other than Yu Ren.

His mind was on the three people in front of him at the moment, so he didn't realize that after he stood up, the corners of Yang Qing's lips behind him faintly evoked a meaningful arc.

"Isn't it?" Zhou Chen didn't raise his eyes, and said in a calm voice: "If he is here today, I would like to ask him a question or two!" It's a pity that he was infected with a cold ------" The mockery in his words was very strong.

"Jumping clown, dare to make a big statement here? It is the poems that Li Qian made casually that day, and the poems that were given to me on the painting are thousands of times better than you! ”

Yu Ren is indifferent, and he lives in a simple place on weekdays, rarely fights with others, and today he just comes out with his friends to join in the fun, who would have thought that such a thing was born. With his recuperation character, he categorically disdained to participate in this matter, so he had been watching coldly, but the other party slandered Li Qian one after another, which really made him feel a little angry.

Could it be that today's scholars are so blind to no one?

"Oh? Then show it to the people! ”

"Why not? I Yu Ren thinks that I am mediocre in my studies, and I write poems and lyrics just to cultivate my temperament! Maybe the poems you write are not as good as many people, but I just can't get used to your style! Today's poem is not mine, but I also want to teach you to understand what it means to have a heaven outside the sky and a person outside the world! ”

"Good!" Quite a few people applauded.

"Humph!" Zhou Chen snorted coldly and said, "Then you can write it!" ”

Yu Ren's friend next to him pulled him at the right time and signaled him not to be too impulsive.

But all the famous talents, are very cherished their feathers, today there are many people who are outstanding in learning, Li Qian's poems may be able to beat a few of them, but who can guarantee that there is no better poet than him among the Jiangxi scholars who come?

If it was because of Yu Ren's impulsiveness, which caused Li Qian's reputation to be damaged, and Li Qian's strength was not large, I am afraid that he would also be dissatisfied with his arbitrary assertions, and then resentful.

"It's okay------"

Yu Ren shook his head at him, obviously very confident in Li Qian's poem, and went straight to the bookcase to stand still. He raised his eyes and glanced at Zhou Chen and the others lightly, then dipped the brush in his hand with ink, pulled out the paper, and wrote down three big characters -

Welcome Pine!

Naturally, he didn't know the original name of the poem, so Li Qian just changed it casually, and after the title was given to him on the painting, he didn't feel anything wrong, after all, the original author was not born yet------

The wolf in his hand did not stop for a moment, and wrote down like a cloud. A group of people who were already anxious to get on fire and red-faced people surrounded them, including Zhang Fuheng, who looked calm and seemed to be sure in his heart, but was actually a little nervous.

In just a few moments, the poems on the rice paper jumped onto the paper, and some people around them were already whispering along.

Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is blowing!

"How is this possible------ this?"

Zhang Fuheng "oh ooh The faces of the other two people who were traveling with him were also very ugly at this time, as if they could drip water.

On the other hand, Hangzhou Shizi was a sound of admiration, and finally had a sense of raising his eyebrows. Of course, there are some people who are not very happy, that is, the members of the Qingfeng Poetry Society led by Su He and Zhao Peng.

Lin Qiuyun, who was dressed in men's clothes, stood in the crowd, and her face also showed joy, but there was a faint worry between her eyebrows, and she could hear Yang Qing's words clearly.

Li Qian fell ill and contracted a cold.