Chapter 508: Please enter the urn

His foundation is very solid, but because he hasn't read and composed for too long, at first glance, he still feels a little strange at this anthology. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fortunately, there is still half a year to go, which should be enough.

At this time, Xie Shen took the initiative to find him and said that he would hold a poetry meeting in Canglang Pavilion, hoping that he could participate in the organization of the poetry meeting.

In this regard, Tang Yin naturally did not refuse.

Although he is now focused on his career, he is sprinting for next year's Nkowen book, and he doesn't want to waste too much energy on other things.

But the draught did not forget to dig the well, if there was no Xie Shen, how could he resume his status as a lifter to participate in Enke?

Now Xie Shen just made a small request, if he refused, wouldn't he cross the river and tear down the bridge?

So Tang Bohu agreed almost without hesitation, and came to Canglang Pavilion early this morning to arrange all matters for the poetry meeting.

To say that Xie Shen chose Tang Bohu to be in charge of the poetry club, it really makes sense.

Tang Bohu is a well-known local talent in Suzhou, and he has participated in this kind of poetry meeting I don't know how much, but he has rich experience.

For the various links of the poetry meeting, Tang Bohu knew it well and arranged it handy.

The most important thing is that Xie Shen is now a member of the imperial court, and it is very inconvenient to run the poetry meeting in person, and there are too many official meanings. And Tang Bohu is just a person who has just recovered his fame, and he has not entered the ranks.

It is naturally most appropriate for Tang Bohu to organize the poetry meeting.

Tang Dacai is indeed very hard-working, not only is he lazy to borrow the hands of others, but he also cares about everything.

said that he should not have done this thing of welcoming the talented man in front of the garden to participate in the poetry meeting, but Tang Bohu was enthusiastic, and after arranging all the matters in the garden, he rushed to help.

"Brother Wu Xian, please hurry! This poetry meeting was personally organized by the elder of Xiaoge, you have to play hard and win the first place! ”

"Brother Chen Xian, weren't you unconvinced when you lost to Wu Gongzi last time, you have to play well this time."

"Brother Liu, don't stare at me, Brother Fool is organizing a poetry meeting this time, and he won't go into battle in person. You're having a great time......"

Tang Bohu saw familiar faces, not to mention how excited he was, and stepped forward to greet them one by one.

Suzhou Mansion said that small novels are not big, especially the circle of readers is only one acre and three points of land, and they are very familiar with each other.

Although Tang Bohu was stripped of his fame and could not participate in the imperial examination, he could still participate in the poetry meeting.

He not only participated in these poetry meetings, but also won the championship repeatedly, so that later, as long as Tang Bohu participated in the poetry club, everyone targeted Yakui, anyway, the first place must be Tang Bohu did not run.

"Thinking of heaven and earth, lonely and weeping!"

At this moment, a young man dressed in a navy blue shirt and wearing a square scarf strode towards the Canglang Pavilion, shaking his fan as he walked, shaking his head and shaking his head.

"Feng Gongzi, why are you here too?"

Tang Bohu's face was a little ugly. This Feng Yilun is the only son of Feng Su, a wealthy businessman in Suzhou, and he is unspeakably rich. But Feng Gongzi's talent is really not very good, at most he belongs to the kind of rough literature and ink.

However, this Feng Gongzi has no self-knowledge, he always thinks that he is the best in the world, and he will not hesitate to participate in most of the poetry meetings in Suzhou.

The results are predictable. Every time Feng Yilun comes and returns disappointed, it goes without saying that he will be at the bottom of the poetry club, and he will be depressed for a long time.

However, Feng Gongzi is not useless, as long as he participates in the poetry club, he will take out a sum of money to make a lottery for the first name. In this way, the biggest beneficiary is naturally Tang Bohu, every time he participates in the poetry meeting, he can make a lot of extra money, and he is not a loss.

Sometimes Tang Bohu also admires his cheekiness, either making money from prostitutes or profiting from poetry clubs.

But this is also helpless, he is a useless scholar who has been dismissed from his fame, he doesn't rely on showing off his talents, can't he starve to death if he eats with his face?

Now that he has regained his fame, he naturally will not do such a cheap thing again.

"Brother Bohu, what do you mean by this, can't Feng come to this poetry club?"

Feng Yilun's eyes widened, and his words were full of anger.

"That's not it, Elder Xiao Ge said that everyone can participate in this poetry club, and there are no restrictions."

Tang Bohu said with a bitter face.

"Isn't that it?"

Feng Yilun grinned and said: "Actually, this son didn't come for the name of the leader, it's too cheesy!" This son came to see with his own eyes what this little pavilion elder looked like. ”

Tang Bohu: "......"

He really couldn't understand what Feng Yilun was in his head, what else would he order besides eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling?

How does the little pavilion elder look about Feng Yilun's......

"Brother Bohu, are you really not going to participate in the poetry meeting this time?"

Tang Bohu nodded.

"That's good, it's too boring for you to always be the first, it's interesting to change to a new person." Feng Yilun patted Tang Bohu's shoulder and walked into the garden, Tang Yin's face was black, and he didn't know what to say.

The venue of the poetry meeting is the water pavilion under the Canglang Pavilion, full of green pines and cypresses, gurgling water, and koi hugging each other.

In the end, there were 113 people who came to participate in the poetry meeting, most of them were familiar faces, and Tang Bohu could call them by name.

After arranging for everyone to sit down, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked towards the rockery not far away.

Tang Bohu looked around and coughed and said, "Little Pavilion Elder, everything has been done according to your wishes." ”

Xie Shen slowly walked out of the rockery and said lightly: "There is Brother Lao Bohu." I wonder if there are any people who went to the banquet this time? ”

"Yes, definitely, yes. Although Tang often participates in poetry gatherings in Suzhou, it is impossible to know all the people. However, there are not many people who are born in person, that is, more than a dozen. ”

In fact, Tang Bohu was embarrassed to say that the purpose of his participation in the poetry meeting was to win the championship and get the prize of Feng Yilun's son.

This is the same as him going to the Qinglou not for the girl, but for the girl's red envelope, which is honest.

"Ahem, Xiao Ge Lao should go quickly, those talented people want to see you."

Xie Shen shook his head and said, "Don't worry, the time has not yet come." The most important thing in the poetry collection is the atmosphere, and if I go now, won't I destroy the atmosphere in vain. I'll come back in a little while. ”

Although he didn't know what Xie Shen meant, Tang Bohu nodded subconsciously.

No way, who calls someone a cabinet scholar, compared to him is just an errand runner at most.

"Then Tang will go over and take care of one or two first."

Xie Shen nodded and said, "It should be like this." ”

In my heart, I thought that this pothos should not be able to resist the temptation and take the initiative to take the bait, right?

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The literati are mostly light, so the occasion of the poetry meeting is generally very vinegary.

From this point of view, there is not much difference between a scholar and a prostitute.

The words fame and profit are the shackles that imprison everyone, and no one can jump out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements.

Therefore, when the news came out that Xie Shen was going to hold a poetry meeting in the Canglang Pavilion, almost all the famous scholars in Suzhou Prefecture flocked to it.

That's the little pavilion elder who is the most important in the Son of Heaven, if you can talk to his old man, are you still worried about the future?

What Suzhou four talents, what Wuzhong three masters, are all ready to do it... Uh-huh.

In addition, this Canglang Pavilion is the ancient garden of the Song Dynasty, and the artistic conception is first-class.

It is definitely a pleasure to compete in poetry in such a handsome garden.

As the organizer and host of the poetry club, Tang Bohu is naturally a lot of attention.

In fact, there have been many well-informed people who have learned that this Tang genius has been restored to his fame by the imperial court, and the credit is naturally from Xiaoge Lao.

This made everyone's gaze at Tang Bohu more earnest, this is a person who is old and important in Xiaoge, if you want Xiaoge Lao to appreciate yourself, you have to find a way to satisfy Tang Bohu first, Tang Bohu is satisfied with a few kind words in front of Xiaoge Lao, and they have the opportunity to show their faces.

"Brother Bohu, how is Chen's song "Ascending Nostalgia"?"

Chen Xiao put one hand behind his back, his eyes full of pride.

Today, he climbed the earth mountain in the garden, and overlooked Gusu City in the Canglang Pavilion, which was beautiful. He made this song "Ascending Nostalgia" on a whim, and the more he tasted it, the more satisfied he became.

Tang Bohu pondered for a moment and commented: "Brother Chen's poem is very atmospheric, with pavilions and pavilions near distant mountains and near water. But ......"

Chen Xiao was originally very proud, but after hearing Tang Bohu's voice, his face turned dark.

"However, this poem is too much for the ornate rhetoric, and it is a bit empty."

"Haha, hahahaha, laughing to death, oops, laughing to death."

When everyone heard such a weird and debauched laughter, they all looked sideways, and when they saw that it was Feng Yilun and Feng Gongzi who were laughing at the moment, they were no longer confused.

This guy is just a wine bag and rice bag, but he follows the scholar all day long, trying to add fame to himself. It's not surprising that such a gentleman would do anything.

Chen Xiao even had the heart to kill Feng Yilun at this moment. This guy dared to mock him so much in public, he simply didn't take him seriously.

"Feng Yilun, what are you laughing at? If you have the ability, you can make a better song! ”

Fighting snakes and hitting seven inches, in Chen Xiao's opinion, Feng Yilun's biggest weakness is that he has no talent. Or rather, this guy is a straw bale with no ink on his chest.

"That's. Why does Lao Tzu want to compose poems to compare with you? Lao Tzu is not as good as you in poetry, but it does not prevent Lao Tzu from laughing at your bad poetry. As the saying goes, haven't you ever eaten pork and never seen a pig run? Lao Tzu's level of appreciating poetry, you can't catch up in your life! ”

When it comes to the level of spraying, Feng Yilun asks himself that he is invincible, and a little Chen Xiao dares to spray with him, which is simply self-defeating.

Feng Gongzi is a sideways character in Gusu City, when has he ever suffered a loss? Now that he felt that he had been swept away by Chen Xiao, he naturally wanted to slap the other party's face and get the field back.

Feng Yilun was a mouthful, and Chen Xiao was about to explode.

His face was pale, he couldn't bear it, so he simply rolled up his sleeves and rushed up to beat Feng Yilun.

Feng Gongzi was scolding his mother, who expected that Chen Xiao's iron fist had already smashed towards the door in front of him.

Feng Yilun couldn't dodge and was hit by a heavy punch, which bent his nose.

Chen Xiao was still angry, and Feng Yilun, who was punched by a combination of right hook and left hook, had gold stars in his eyes.

Chen Xiao scolded while beating: "As long as your mother talks a lot, will you call Lao Tzu?" Lao Tzu lets you see who Lao Tzu is! ”

The scholars were directly stupid.

It is normal for Feng Yilun to scold his mother, because he is just a gentleman, and he can't be classified as a scholar at all.

But Chen Xiao is a great talent who is famous. On weekdays, he reads his Sven writings and is full of moral articles, why do they look like ruffians and little hooligans now, are they all deceived by Chen Xiaoswen's appearance?

Some scholars hurriedly went up to pull Chen Xiao, but Chen Xiao was already red-eyed, how could he stop it, and kicked Feng Yilun's ass a few times.

"Ahem, don't hurt the harmony because of a few jokes."

Tang Bohu had no choice but to stand up and pull the shelf in person.

This Chen Xiao is too lacking, doesn't he know what kind of person Feng Yilun is? Can you be angry with Young Master Feng?

It's good that this way, Chen Xiao's Sven image is completely ruined, but Feng Yilun and Feng Gongzi have become victims, which is really funny.

"Fight, if you have the ability, you will kill me. The surname is Chen, are you a fucking man or not, don't stop if you have the ability. I want to see if you can get out of this garden alive if you kill me! ”

At this moment, Feng Yilun's face was bruised, the corners of his eyes were black, and his nose was crooked, not to mention how embarrassed he was.

This made everyone present sympathize with him even more, this Chen Xiao was really too much.

Hasn't he heard of hitting people without slapping them in the face?

Chen Xiao was provoked by this, and he was about to kick again, but he was quickly pulled back by everyone.

At this moment, Feng Yilun spat out a mouthful of phlegm and shot it on Chen Xiao's face.

Chen Xiao was spit on his face, and scolded directly: "Little bastard surnamed Feng, Lao Tzu will teach you how to be a person today!" ”

Somehow, he broke free from everyone's pull and rushed directly towards Feng Yilun, but when Chen Xiao was less than three steps away from Feng Yilun, he suddenly slipped and fell to the ground.

He fell very hard in this fall, and the key was that his momentum was lost all of a sudden.

Isn't it just a momentum to fight?

Chen Xiao got up embarrassedly, shook the dust off his body, and looked at Feng Yilun not far away with resentment.

Why did he fall? It's also weird.

In fact, this is not to blame Chen Xiao, but to trip him with a black foot.

This person is pothos.

But it was said that after the pothos left the Land Temple, he went straight to the Canglang Pavilion.

She is a woman dressed as a man, and it is usually easy for people to see the flaws, but because of the dirt on her face and the shabby clothes that are good cover, she does not show the flaws.

The most important thing is that Tang Bohu has never seen pothos, so he let her blend into the garden.

Luluo wanted to find a chance to end up with Xie Shen, but she waited left and right, and Xie Shen just didn't show up. In desperation, she inquired left and right, and learned that Xie Shen would appear at the end of the poetry meeting, so she waited patiently.

Who knew that two idiots fought over a poem.

If the poetry club ends early because of the brawl between the two, the pothos will lose the best chance to stab. How could she endure it, she had to stretch out a foot to solve Chen Xiao's trouble.

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