Kong Sheng's deep and somewhat powerful gaze looked deeply at Liu Nian and Zhou Chang. Liu Nian pretended to shake his head in disdain, while Zhou Chang was secretly awe-inspiring.

"Since you have repeatedly urged me to sacrifice my ugliness, then, Kong is better to obey his fate than to be respectful, and listen to me-"

"Tea."

"Bay leaves, young shoots."

As soon as Kong Sheng's two sentences came out, not to mention Zhou Changda's frowning, Xue Jiao and these scholars were dumbfounded, and even Liu Xinru and Tian'er, who had always had a sense of expectation, were also a little disappointed.

"Miss, what kind of poem is this? Cheesy and blunt, it's just nonsense! If this is also called poetry, Tian'er can also come to the mouth. Tian'er whispered in Liu Xinru's ear and laughed.

Liu Xinru sighed lightly and shook her head secretly.

Liu Nian finally seized the opportunity, and he laughed wildly: "Kong Sheng, this is the masterpiece you have been brewing for a long time?" Tsk, fragrant leaves, young shoots - the leader of the Wangjianglou Poetry Club is indeed worthy of his name, everyone, let me and others applaud for the great talent of Kong! ”

Liu Nian's voice was full of endless ridicule, and Xue Jiao's group immediately laughed and agreed.

Zhou Chang felt comfortable, but after all, as the leader of the scholars and the master of the tea party, he couldn't help laughing, knocked on the desk, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, please be quiet, and listen to Kong Dacai continue to chant!" ”

Kong Sheng smiled, disagreed, ignored everyone's mocking or contemptuous gazes, walked to the middle of the field with his hands behind his back, and groaned loudly:

Tea

bay leaves, young shoots.

Mu Shike, love monks.

Grinding white jade, weaving red yarn.

Cho fried astragalus, bowl twisted dust flowers.

After the night, he was invited to accompany the bright moon, and he was ordered to the morning glow before the morning.

Wash away the tirelessness of ancient and modern people, and it is not possible to boast when you are drunk.

If the first three lines of this poem are plain and unremarkable, they can be called vernacular, but in the fourth sentence, they turn around, and a few words are full of emotion.

Liu Xinru's eyes lit up, and she praised it lightly. After all, the young scholars present were not all Zhou Chang's sworn friends, and there were two or three people who couldn't help but applaud and took the lead in applauding.

Zhou Chang's face suddenly became a little ugly. Xue Jiao and the others lowered their heads silently, although they had ulterior motives to help Zhou Chang suppress Kong Sheng, but Kong Sheng's export was a masterpiece, and no one could stop the edge, so they couldn't open their eyes and say nonsense, so they had to keep silent.

Kong Sheng slowly turned around and looked at Zhou Chang and Liu Nian, although his voice was calm but there was a trace of impatience, his patience had reached the limit, and he didn't want to continue to have a boring literary test with Zhou Chang, so he simply stabbed it to the end: "Ask Brother Zhou and Liu Gongzi, is this enough?" If it's not enough, Kong still has seven bowls of tea to offer—"

"One bowl of throat kiss moist, two bowls of broken loneliness.

Three bowls of dry intestines, only 5,000 volumes of words.

Four bowls of light sweat, life injustice, all to the pores.

Five bowls of muscles and bones, six bowls of fairies.

Seven bowls can't be eaten, but the two armpits are used to the breeze.

Penglai Mountain, where is it? Kong Sheng took advantage of this breeze to return......"

Kong Sheng spoke eloquently in one breath, laughed after the song, and sat down with his sleeves brushed up.

The audience was silent. Only Liu Xinru was agitated with feelings, and she couldn't control her praise loudly: "Kong Jialangjun's seven bowls of tea song are wonderful, wonderful!" ”

"The first bowl of throat kisses moist, and the second bowl drives away loneliness; The third bowl pondered repeatedly, and there was a way in my heart; The fourth bowl, throwing away the injustices in the heart, shows that the heart is open-minded and generous; The seventh bowl is already two armpits with wind, and I want to take advantage of the breeze to return to feather and become an immortal. Seven bowls of tea, the charm of tea, wonderful, the world of tea drinkers can have such a big realm of Kong Jialangjun, it can be called rare! ”

Liu Xinru's eyes were full of eager brilliance, she stared at Kong Sheng's back a little stupidly, excited, as for the infinite disgust for the prodigal son Kong Sheng before, she had already thrown it out of the clouds.

The maid Tian'er's smart eyes blinked, she didn't understand poetry, but she knew that although her young lady was a prostitute, she knew everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her heart was high, which made her so emotionally gaffe full of praise, which was enough to show that Kong Sheng's talent and name were not made up.

The girl felt weird and strange in her heart, and she said in her heart: Since Kong Sheng is so talented, if he showed it in the past, how could the young lady hate and humiliate him? Even, the young lady will have a soft spot for him, and it is not impossible to take out all these years of savings to redeem herself and follow him. But he didn't, he ran to the rose shop to be extremely ugly, and whoever saw it was disgusting!

Even if he is a genius, he is a madman, and he has a problem with his brain. The girl made a final evaluation of Kong Sheng in her heart, but when she looked at Kong Sheng again, she felt completely different from the past, and the more she looked at it, the more pleasing it became.

Although no one echoed Liu Xinru's words of praise, Xue Jiao's hearts were extremely shaken. Although literati are light, it is easy to arouse the jealousy and attack of others; But from another point of view, the literati still rely on poetry as the carrier and foundation for getting along with each other, and someone's status in Shilin must be equated with his true talent and learning.

At this point, I am afraid that no scholar present will not admit that Kong Sheng's literary style is difficult for the world to match. This is an invisible change in mentality, once the mentality changes, some people gradually feel disapproving of Zhou Chang's approach.

Xue Jiao secretly glanced at Zhou Chang, who was not good-looking, and sighed lightly in his heart: Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, I'm afraid that your efforts are in vain, this Kong Sheng's talent is shocking, and he can't be suppressed, and competing with him in poetry is simply a humiliation!

Zhou Chang calmed down and let out a sigh of relief. At this point, he could not understand that he could not make any more fuss about poetry, and since this was the case, he would not do anything without stopping--this thought, he was angry in his heart, evil was born in his guts, and he was determined to tear through the disguise and meet Kong Sheng's sword.

Zhou Chang got up with a smile on his face, and arched his hand to Kong Shengchang and said, "Brother Kong, Zhou is not as good as sighing!" Come on, abandon the tea and wine, let me wait for Brother Kong's wonderful work to drink, float a big white! ”

Zhou Chang cast a gloomy glance at Liu Nian.

Liu Nian also got up and ordered: "Liu Tong, take the ten-year-old daughter of the prince and change it for a big pot!" ”

Liu Tong got the order and instructed the maid Tian'er and other women to start serving wine. The guests' exquisite tea sets were removed and replaced with a medallion bowl that was more than three inches high. Kong Sheng sat there quietly, watching the maid holding a tray and serving wine one by one, her face was silent, but her heart was tense.

If there was a ghost in the previous tea, there must be something different in this wine! Kong Sheng squinted his eyes and saw that the wine cup that the maid served to Liu Nian next to him looked the same as his own on the surface, but in fact there were still some slight differences-Kong Sheng looked down at the red mark at the bottom of the wine cup that was almost difficult for people to notice, and the corners of his mouth were raised, gradually outlining a cold arc.

Zhou Chang quickly glanced at Liu Nian, and they both read the thick yin and ruthless color in the other party's eyes. Zhou Chang immediately raised his lamp to invite a drink: "Kong Jialangjun, please!" Everyone, please drink this cup to your heart's content! ”

Just when everyone was about to raise the lamp, Kong Sheng suddenly said lightly: "Kong is in poor health today and can't drink, thank you Brother Zhou for your kindness!" ”

Zhou Chang's hand holding up the wine cup suddenly trembled slightly.

Liu Nian suddenly became anxious: "Kong Sheng, don't you don't know how to lift!" Brother Zhou's toast is to give you face, do you dare to drink it?! ”

Kong Sheng's expression suddenly sank, and he grabbed the sword with his hand, only to hear the sonorous sound of gold, and then a white light flashed, and the short sword flew out, inserted into the carved beam of the attic, and made a trembling roar!

Everyone was shocked, and everyone looked up at the sharp and shining short sword, and their faces changed.

Kong Sheng shouted: "Liu Nian, don't deceive people too much!" Kong repeatedly backed down, do you really think that a certain family is a soft persimmon? ! If you are humiliated again, don't blame someone for being polite! ”

Liu Nian's face became extremely pale, and the corners of his mouth were trembling. Only then did he realize that the master beside him was not only a talented man, but also a fierce person taught by Kong Wuli and a famous teacher, and the distance was so close, if this guy went crazy as always, he couldn't escape if he wanted to.

Zhou Chang scolded Liu Nian into a puddle of mud in his heart at this moment, and said in his heart that this gentleman is really not enough to succeed and more than to lose. But for the sake of the big plan, he still had to play a round and accompany a smiling face: "Brother Kong, don't be angry!" Liu Gongzi is also enthusiastic and has no malicious intent. Come on, come on, today I will meet friends with texts, or drink this cup to release the previous suspicions! ”

Kong Sheng sighed, slowly raised the wine in front of him, and a sneer on the corner of his mouth flashed. He raised the lamp and drank it all, and Zhou Chang couldn't help but be ecstatic when he saw him drink it, and he drank it too.

Liu Nian's heart was full of joy, and he also raised the wine cup to drink it happily, and when he put the tea cup on the desk, Kong Sheng's cold gaze swept over the red at the bottom of the wine cup in front of him.