Chapter Fifty-Four: This Affair Can Be Remembered

"Yongzheng is afraid that it is really hot!" Zhang Wenshan said.

Prince Ning stared at Lu Heng deeply, nodded with a solemn face, and said, "Hehe, if he continues to endure it." The old man can only be said to have seen the wrong person! Fortunately, the old man's vision is still very accurate! Hehe! ”

"Oh? Listening to the meaning of Ning Yuan's words, could it be that there is another hidden meaning in today's matter? Zhang Wenshan heard the meaning of Prince Ning's words, the smile on his face also dissipated, and he asked with a frown.

Prince Ning nodded, and after taking a sip of the teacup, his eyes were a little cold, and he said in a deep voice: "These days, I also asked someone to inquire." Only then did I know that Yongzheng and Su Fu and Liu Fu were a little unhappy......! ”

Zhang Wenshan listened quietly. With the narration of Lord Ning. His face became more and more ugly.

"Hmph, it's ridiculous that a villain like Su Guangyi would become an official of my Great Zhou! Well done Yongzheng! "I heard that Prince Ning said that Su Guangyi was openly forced to intercede in Liufu, but he was put on a show by Lu Heng. Immediately furious, slapped the table with a snap, and reprimanded Su Guangyi. Then he was very satisfied with Lu Heng's approach.

"Hehe, Su Guangyi, you and I know. This man is narrow-minded and a speculative villain. Although there are some abilities, however, it is difficult to become a climate! Lord Ning touched his beard and commented with a smile on his face.

Zhang Wenshan nodded, and then asked, "What about later?" ”

Su Guangyi was put in front of Lu Heng in public, and of course he would hold a grudge. After that, he sent someone to secretly spread some unpleasant rumors between the uncles and sisters-in-law of the Lu family. Lord Ning smiled, his face full of contempt for Su Guangyi's actions.

And, at his behest. Su Zhengwen's repeated provocations are Yongzheng. However, Yongzheng gave up every time with a slight beating! Prince Ning took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and said with a smile: "Originally, I was going to solve this matter for Yongzheng once." In hindsight, though. Didn't shoot either. After all, Yongzheng is now the head of the Lu family. As the head of the family, you must be responsible. If you can't even take care of a weak woman, hehe, it means that the old man is looking at the wrong person! ”

After Wang Ye Ning put down the teacup, he gently shook the folding fan, looked at Lu Heng, who was still smiling indifferently in the field, and said with a somewhat smug smile: "Judging from what I have seen today, the old man still has the vision to know people, hehe!" ”

Zhang Wenshan nodded approvingly. However, he remembered something else.

"Ning Yuangong plans to do this, I guess I don't just want to verify your vision," Zhang Wenshan asked Wu Ningyuan with a smile.

When this old man was young, he was the wolf of the desert in the mouth of the Turks. Cunning is very much、He does one thing, how can there be such a shallow meaning。

Combined with this old man, when he was chatting with himself and Lu Heng some time ago. Again and again, he persuaded Lu Heng to become an official.

Thinking about it now, this old man seems to have watched with the intention of forcing Lu Heng to make a move.

Wang Ye Ning, who was touching his beard and smiling, was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and glanced at Zhang Wenshan, who was also old and cunning. Raise your head and laugh: "Those who know me, Wenshan is also!" ”

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In the field, the field has been vacated.

Lu Heng still didn't leave his position, but Huang Han walked down from the stage and walked in front of Lu Heng. And many Jiangnan Xuezi formed a circle around the two.

Many people watched the two people in the field with waiting. I hope to see a wonderful battle between the dragons and the tigers.

"Under the Huang Han word unicorn, can this classmate tell me his name?" Huang Han first reported his name, and then hugged his fists and asked Lu Hengdao.

This seems to be a kind of etiquette before the competition. Although Lu Heng didn't see this incident as a competition. However, since the other party reported his name, Lu Heng could only smile and nod: "Hehe, Lu Heng, Lu Yongzheng!" ”

Huang Han turned his head and pointed at Su Zhengwen, who was still on the stage, and said to Lu Heng with a smile: "Just now, Brother Zhengwen said that Brother Lu's poem was copied. I don't know if it's true or not? ”

When Huang Han said this, an imperceptible cunning flashed in his eyes.

Lu Heng glanced at him lightly, picked up the tea from the table, took a sip, and then said to Huang Han with a smile: "Brother Huang will know if you try it!" ”

Now that you've decided to fight back, don't be doing anything to put up with it. And for this Huang Han, to be honest, Lu Heng really didn't have any interest in him in his heart.

In addition, it is late at night, and the rice is still hot in the pot at home. Lu Heng also wanted to go back to eat early, so naturally he didn't have much patience.

Huang Han's face froze, and he sneered: "Brother Lu is so big! ”

He was also a well-known talent in Tokyo, and after coming to Jiangning, he was as dazzling as the stars. At this time, he was despised by this show. Naturally, there is some anger in my heart.

Lu Heng shook his head, the expression on his face was still as calm as water, and said to him with a smile: "The tone is not big, you will know if you try it!" ”

Huang Han laughed angrily, and the fan stopped shaking. Squinted his eyes and stared at Lu Heng and said, "Then Huang has learned Lu Gongzi's tricks!" ”

"Hehe, okay!" Lu Heng looked at the other party's face that was red from annoyance, and nodded with a smile.

After that, the examiners on the scene announced the rules under the instruction of Zhang Wenshan and Ning Wangye.

The content of the rules is very simple. There are just no rules.

The two of them each make a poem, and the poem can be used, and the genre is not limited. A game is won or lost.

Lu Heng smiled and glanced at the two old men who were sitting on the platform, and scolded with a smile in his heart. These two old things.

"If the two sons are ready, let's start!" After announcing the rules, the examiner glanced at Lu Heng and the others, then took a step back and said to the copywriter who was in charge of copying on the side.

After that, the two of them went back to each other.

Huang Han sat there, contemplating his eyebrows, holding the end of the pen in his hand and not falling down. He raised his head and glanced at the other party, as if he had taken this matter to heart, Lu Heng, who was chatting with the woman beside him, was nervous again.

After all, the weight of Jiangbei Pavilion Huaigu's poem is too heavy. Some of the heavy ones left him breathless.

At this time, I saw that Lu Heng didn't take him seriously. Although he was angry, he was more really panicked.

Could he really be the author of that poem?

The more nervous Huang Han became, the more difficult his thinking became. In my head, it was as if I was imprisoned by something. I can't think of anything.

At this time, Huang Han was already sweating. The blue tendons on his forehead burst out. The hand holding the pen was trembling.

On the other hand, on Lu Heng's side, he was leisurely and complacent.

After seeing him laughing with the woman, he saw that the extremely beautiful woman began to grind for him gently, and Lu Heng was holding fragrant tea while staring at the flickering red candle on the table, faintly contemplating. It seems to be organizing ideas.

Then, after a short wait. Lu Heng put down the teacup in his hand and took the brush from the woman's hand.

After a pause, he smiled and put down the end of the pen on the white rice paper.

Brush......

Lu Heng wrote very quickly, and when the end of the pen wandered, two powerful and calm small letters appeared on the paper.

Beside him, Xiao Zhiyuan, who had already walked over, looked at the two block letters on the back of the paper on the paper, and read with a solemn face: "Jin Se! Is Brother Lu going to make poems? ”

His face was full of puzzlement, and even some suspicion.

Poetry flourished from the Sui Dynasty and reached its peak during the reigns of Emperor Zetian and Princess Taiping. During this period, people such as Chen Ziang and Wang Bo emerged. Masterpieces also shine in the literary world like stars in the sky. However, decades after the era of Princess Taiping, poetry, which had continued for a hundred years of glory, began to decline. Later, a new style of writing, with its free style and multi-form expression, became the mainstream of the literary world. That's the word.

Especially in the past few decades, lyricism has reached its peak. Today's Da Zhou, although it does not take words as a scholar, but a good lyric work will inevitably bring a bright future to the author.

So, under the influence of such an environment. Many students no longer reminisce about poetry, but instead begin to work on lyrics.

Therefore, Xiao Zhiyuan was very puzzled when he saw Lu Heng write a poem title.

However, when he saw the first line of the poem written by Lu Heng immediately afterward, the trace of worry and worry in his heart disappeared without a trace in an instant. Instead, there was a deep shock.

"Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one scruff for the year." Xiao Zhiyuan softly read out the first two sentences. The sound of frustration was particularly clear in the silent cabin.

These are the first two sentences of Jinse. In the form of an empty and ethereal self-sigh, people are instantly immersed in the poet's melancholy with a little sadness about the past.

He sighed and looked at Lu Heng's gaze, full of admiration.

Based on these two sentences alone, he had to admit that Lu Heng was much stronger than him.

"Zhuang Shengxiao is a butterfly, and the emperor hopes to trust the cuckoo in spring."

The elegant and gorgeous rhetoric, and the poignant and confusing situation revealed in the writing. At this moment, Xiao Zhiyuan has been completely immersed in this song.

I don't know when, the surrounding students also gathered. There was no anxiety or jealousy in their eyes. They just quietly watched the pen end that kept wandering on it, and the clever rhetoric under the disadvantages.

"There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and jade."

The most wonderful artistic conception, the most luxurious scene. The purest feelings, the most bitter memories. The onlookers felt different scenes from these words. But, in the same way, they were indeed shaken by this poem.

"This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time." When Lu Heng put away the brush, Xiao Zhiyuan also gently recited the last sentence.

"This situation can be recalled, but it was already confused at the time, hehe! Ay! Then, Xiao Zhiyuan read it again, and then savored the poem in his heart.

In the end, he still couldn't contain the excitement in his heart, trembled his hands, and picked up the poetry on the table.

After reading it a few times, he took a step back and bowed deeply to Lu Heng: "Brother Lu is talented, Xiao admires!" ”

And I don't know when, Zhang Wenshan and Ning Wangye also walked down from above.

"I'll take a look!" After Zhang Wenshan walked into the crowd, he couldn't wait to say to Xiao Zhiyuan,

Xiao Zhiyuan hurriedly sent the poem to him, and then still looked at Lu Heng with a look of admiration.

After Zhang Wenshan savored it, he looked at Lu Heng with surprise in his eyes, and then looked down at the poem. In the end, he sighed and said, "I thought that poetry would decline after Queen Taipingxian." I never thought that I would see such a masterpiece today. Hey, Yongzheng's Jinse can be regarded as the most perfect end to the prosperous poetry of the year! ”