Just when everyone was immersed in Su Chen's masterpiece, an untimely voice suddenly sounded: "Everyone, don't be deceived by him, who doesn't know in these five original counties, Su Sima's son is not a martial artist, but a well-known waste, if he can write such an atmospheric heirloom work, then the cow can fly to the sky." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Ding Dong!"

Cui Hao's words were like a stone thrown into the calm lake, and there were ripples in an instant.

When some people heard Su Chen's name, they couldn't help but match him with the rumored waste, thinking about it this way, this poem is indeed a little strange.

As a result, many of the older generation's gaze at Su Chen has changed a little, if it is said that the ability is not good, then everyone will not say anything about you for the sake of face, but in front of everyone, he actually plagiarized other people's poems and texts, this is a matter of character and morality, so many people look at him with a little strange eyes.

Su Wei and Gao Shun didn't expect Su Chen to write such an atmospheric poem, as a father, Su Yu unreservedly trusted his son, this is his Su family's species, it is his Su Yu's species, even if he writes such a good poem, then what's the big deal?

Gao Shun and Su Chen have been in contact for a long time, although he is also a little skeptical, but he still chooses to believe it, because Su Chen has never disappointed him in doing things, he doesn't believe that a person who can even take out the elixir of Dizang Dan to win him over will be a despicable person who plagiarizes other people's poetry and literary treasures.

However, there is no one in the crowd who supports Su Chen, Li Su has always been unfriendly with Cui Hao, and when he heard this, he immediately retorted: "Cui Hao, you can't spit out ivory in your dog's mouth, Brother Su Xian made a good poem, you said that he was plagiarized, it's really shameless, let me ask you, you said that he plagiarized, can there be a certificate?" ”

That's right!

At this time, everyone also came back to their senses, they are all rich and learned, they are all well-educated, Su Chen's poems are enough to be passed down through the ages, but they have not read them from the books of their predecessors, and this kind of style is also very inconsistent with today's Yuefu poems, to say that he heard it from elsewhere, it doesn't make sense.

Can the person who can make poems that have been passed down through the ages be an unknown person?

Even if it may be a mountain master, then they will never believe it, if a mountain and a person can make such a poem that has been passed down through the ages, then they might as well go back and hold their children.

It's not so much that they don't believe it, it's that they don't want to believe it, after all, the ass determines the head, everyone is a family, and some faces still need to be maintained.

Li Su's words just gave Cui Hao a handle, but he quickly snatched the piece of paper from Li Su's hand, handed it to Wang Zhi, and said: "Wang Yuanjun, Uncle Cai, you two are both great Confucians, take a look, is this poem incomplete?" ”

In fact, Cai Yong just read the unfinished taste, but he didn't say it, Wang Zhi obviously didn't have this concern, so he said hehe: "What the virtuous nephew said is good, this poem does look like it has not been written." ”

Wang Zhi's words defined Su Chen's half-words, and Cui Hao was affirmed by Wang Zhi, as if he had obtained Shang Fang's sword, and asked aggressively: "Dare to ask your elders and friends, do you think this poem is incomplete?" ”

"This ......" Although he didn't want to admit it, even Li Su had to nod.

"Good!" Cui Hao continued to ask at this time: "Everyone, imagine that if this poem is really written by Su Chen, then why is it not finished?" So I'm sure he must have heard this poem from somewhere, and he only remembered half of it, and at this time he took it out at the banquet, but it was just a smile and a generous gesture. ”

"Well, it makes sense, it's not rough, it's possible."

"I'll just say that this poem reads a little unsatisfying, so it makes sense."

"Also, Su Sima's son does have a bad reputation, and I haven't heard of any talent from him before, presumably this poem was not written by him, I just can't hear the whole poem, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

“…………”

Although Cui Hao's reason was a bit far-fetched, Su Chen's previous reputation was indeed not good, so everyone took it for granted that he believed his words.

Su Wei was furious when he heard these people slandering his son, and he was about to get up to distinguish it, but one hand held him down, so that he had to sit down again.

It was Su Chen who held him down, he gave his father a slightly calm look, then slowly got up, slowly walked to Cui Hao, and said: "Yes, I didn't want to write this poem before, but when I wrote it, I involuntarily wrote down this half of the word, and you can't read it enough, it's not surprising, after all, I only wrote half of this poem." ”

His explanation, everyone seemed to believe a little, Cui Hao was about to distinguish, Cai Yong at the top keenly grasped the words in his words, and asked, "You just said that this is a word?" What is the dare to ask? How is it different from poetry? ”

As soon as Cai Yong asked, everyone naturally thought of the sentence just now, and savored it, this style is indeed somewhat contrary to the current style, not Yuefu poems, nor ancient style poems.

"Words are just long and short sentences, which can be sung and sung." Cai Yong's words just gave Su Chen a knife, only to see him take two steps forward and ask Cui Hao: "Brother Cui, you have also heard Cai's words, this style is completely different from today's popular style, if I am plagiarism, who can write such a new style of words?" ”

"This, this, this..." Cui Hao was speechless when asked, but he still didn't give up and said: "Where do I know this, maybe it's not surprising that you heard it from a mountainous place." ”

"Huh!" Su Chen didn't answer his words, but returned to his seat and continued to write: "There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists. Regret the Qin Emperor overlord, slightly lose the literary style; Gaozu Hanwu, slightly less coquettish. A generation of Tianjiao, the King of Xianbei Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle. The past, the number of romantic figures, but also look at the present. ”

"Hiss!!!"

As Su Chen threw the big pen on the table, no one doubted that this poem was ghostwritten by someone else, after all, he had just splashed ink and completed it overnight, and the ambition implied in this word was not something that ordinary people in the mountains and wilderness could write.

Cai Yong couldn't care about being reserved anymore, ran down directly, snatched the yellowed Cai Hou paper from everyone's hands, chewed it carefully, and then shocked his jaw.

I saw him fold up the two pieces of Caihou paper, quickly put them in his arms, and said to Su Chen: "Virtuous nephew and great talent, this word should be a hand-me-down, and this font is also unheard of and unseen, so please also ask the virtuous nephew to cut his love and give this poem to a certain one?" ”

When Su Chen heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said in his heart You have already carried it into your arms, can I still disagree?

At this time, more people beat their chests and paused, secretly regretting why Fang Cai didn't speak first, seeing a masterpiece that has been handed down, but Cai Yong took the lead.

Su Chen just nodded, and Li Su also came to join in the fun, and said: "Brother Su Xian, you have to copy another copy for me, I will take it back and frame it, and hang it on the middle hall, I can't say that it will still be an heirloom in the future." ”

Su Chen was worried about how to get acquainted with Li Su, so he immediately wrote another letter when he heard the words. Li Su took it into his arms as if it were a treasure.

There are one and there are two, and at this time, someone asked Su Chen to transcribe it, but Su Chen pretended not to hear it, and just chatted with Cai Yong about the emerging style of words.

At this time, those who spoke late beat their chests one by one, only hating that they didn't speak earlier just now, and it didn't matter if they couldn't ask for Su Chen's true handwriting, as long as they copied a copy, so everyone surrounded Li Su.

Seeing one by one rushing to transcribe Su Chen's poems, it is self-evident who is the winner in tonight's competition, Cui Hao is quite angry in his heart, he didn't expect to be embarrassed by Su Chen tonight, it is really unexpected, and now he sees Cai Yong and Su Chen talking happily, and then looks at Cai Yan who is fascinated above, and his heart is more and more annoyed.

Although Wang Zhi was also a little unhappy in his heart, seeing Su Chen's victory, he thought that this could be regarded as a fertile water that would not flow into the fields of outsiders, as long as the Su family was firmly tied to his warship, he would not worry about Cai Yong's disobedience.

Thinking of this, I only heard him say: "Everyone, be quiet, the winner of tonight's poetry competition has come out, he is Su Chen Su Xian's nephew, the next thing is to fulfill the previous promise, the winner can worship Cai as a teacher and become Cai everyone's son-in-law, Su Xian's nephew, don't you want to see the courtesy?" ”

Of course, Su Chen did not reject this unexpected joy, and when he heard this, he immediately knelt down in front of Cai Yong.

Although Cai Yong doesn't know much about this future son-in-law, he is like his words, his writing is like his person, a person who can write such majestic poems must also be an open-minded and ambitious person, such a beautiful woman, why not be his son-in-law?

Su Wei is also very happy, you must know that Cai Yong is famous all over the world, famous people from far and near, although he was down for a while, but his reputation has not been affected at all, but it is getting louder and louder, Cai's family is huge, and there are many protégés, if Su Chen can worship his disciples, and even become his son-in-law, Su Wei is comforted.

Gao Shun is also very happy, he has long regarded himself as the general of the Su family, and even the general of Su Chen, the better Su Chen mixes now, the higher his status will be in the future, so he is also happy for him.

Su Chen looked at Cai Yan who was on the top, Cai Yan raised his head and met his gaze, and he was so ashamed that he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

Su Chen was also very happy in his heart, and was about to kneel down to salute, when someone suddenly shouted: "Wait!" ”

Everyone was startled by this voice, and when they heard the words, they couldn't see who else was talking about Cui Rende.

I saw him stand up, arch his hand to Wang Zhi and Cai Yong, and said: "Everyone, as we all know, my Han Dynasty has been in the Han Dynasty for 400 years, relying on the protection of outstanding famous generals, so there is today's peaceful and prosperous world, the paradise of the world, the right talent is just a comparison of literature, but there is no competition, since ancient times, famous generals are both civil and military, so the old man thinks that in addition to the competition, there is also a need for martial arts, and among the young heroes, choose a person who is both civil and military, so as to be worthy of the identity of Cai's son-in-law, do you think so?" ”

Cui Rende's words were obviously ill-intentioned, but everyone thought it was true, and no one felt that it was wrong, which shows that this martial arts cultivation has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the Han people.

Even Cai Yong frowned, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

Only Cui Hao looked at Su Chen with a gloating face, and said in his heart Don't laugh too early, you will suffer later.