Gotcha, the sycophant is in vain, the good things are said in vain,

Originally, the atmosphere had improved, and the situation had developed in a good direction.

Just because of Ye Ning's words, things have seriously deteriorated,

Young Master Zhang hated the guy named Ye Ning to death at the moment,

At this moment, Ye Ning was gloating and hiding behind everyone to steal fun.

Damn, Zhang Bai's hateful teeth are itchy,

"Zhang Caizi, Master Xuezheng asked you something, so I didn't answer quickly, "It's a fat man who is talking at the moment,

Min Shuiwang, your uncle's,

When it was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, people fell down the well stones,

There are always 10,000 people beating the broken drum,

Young Master Zhang is the broken drum at the moment,

Young Master Zhang pondered for a long time, was extremely honest, and said sincerely: "Master Xuezheng, actually...... I don't know much about poetry, and today there are many talented people and masters, how dare I ...... Write poetry in front of you! ”

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Zhang Baiyi said very seriously,

Looking at his appearance, he is really honest, if it weren't for the anger of the public due to his previous behavior, no one can bear to embarrass him for such an honest child.

But......

Lord Xuezheng set his sights on Yu Ren Yu County Order.

Zhang Baiyi said that he didn't know much about poetry, and Xuezheng naturally believed it, looking at this Zhang Baiyi, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, childish, and a businessman's son, he was nurtured in the copper smell every day, even if he was talented, where could he compare with the talents from a scholarly family?

After all, he is a child, and since he has confessed it, it is also a love for future generations of students.

Yu Xianling sighed and nodded gently.

Mainly depends on Zhang Sanjin's face, Zhang Sanjin has made many contributions to Hangzhou as the president of the Chamber of Commerce, although he looks down on these copper-smelling businessmen in his heart, but Yu Ren has to admit that sometimes he is really inseparable from the help of these businessmen.

Economic construction and cultural construction are very expensive.

Master Xuezheng was about to speak, and at this moment, another person stood up in the crowd.

"Master Xuezheng, what Brother Zhang said is not true. Brother Zhang and I have known each other for a long time, and we know that he often writes poems. I once listened to Brother Zhang's "Song of the Goose" goose, goose, goose, song to the sky. The white hair floats in the green water, and the red anthurium plucks the clear waves. Saying that, Min Shuiwang also chanted emotionally,

"Not only do I know this poem, but many talented people on the West Lake know it that day, and the couplet, Bai Yaowen and Bai Gongzi also know about it......"

When everyone heard this, Bai Yaowen, a talented man in Hangzhou, also knew about it, and they all looked at Bai Yaowen inquiringly,

Bai Yaowen nodded lightly and said, "This is indeed the case!" ”

After Min Shuiwang finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Baiyi with a sneer, obviously wanting to avenge the insulting poems on the West Lake that day.

Today is just right, a God-given opportunity, where is you willing to let go of Zhang Baiyi,

When Zhang Baiyi heard this, he couldn't wait to rush up and bite this guy to death,

Young Master Zhang complained bitterly in his heart,

A Ye Ning stabbed a knife in the back, and a Min Shuiwang added fuel to the fire,

It seems that this catastrophe is inevitable!

"Oh~"

Master Xuezheng frowned, as if he was savoring the artistic conception of this "Song of the Goose", and other talents who had not heard this poem also secretly pondered,

This poem is not excellent, but it is also a good poem.

When Zhang Sanjin heard the poems made by his son, he was also pleasantly surprised, and then he couldn't be happy when he thought of the current situation.

"Zhang Caizi, what this genius said is true," Xuezheng said in a cold voice,

Considering the situation, he couldn't stand the deception, and his sympathy for Zhang Baiyi was thrown out of the clouds in an instant.

Li Furong also recognized the young man in front of her, but she just looked at Zhang Baiyi in astonishment, and didn't say anything.

The smell of gunpowder on the huge painting boat was already strong......

Ye Ning and Min Shuiwang stared at Zhang Baiyi with angry eyebrows, and did not hide their hatred for Young Master Zhang in their hearts.

Young Master Zhang was in a complicated mood,

On the other hand, Young Master Zhang hated Ye Ning and Min Shuiwang even more.

I hate these two people for holding on to themselves, and I have to make myself ugly.

Zhang Baiyi's situation is not optimistic, everyone's eyes are staring at him, and they don't even let him go.

Zhang Sanjin and Nan Zhuyu were very anxious, but they were helpless.

Now no one can help Zhang Baiyi, he can only rely on himself,

Zhang Baiyi didn't know how to answer at the moment, he couldn't say that the author of this poem was called Luo Bingwang, a person from the Tang Dynasty in his own time and space, I'm afraid no one would believe it if he said it.

"Back to the University of Political Science, this poem is indeed written by a student," Zhang Baiyi lowered his head, his mood was very complicated,

But then there was relief, although Young Master Ben can't compose poems, but Young Master Ben can chant, you guys who target Young Master Ben, look at how Young Master Ben kills you in poetry and turns you into scum in seconds!

Thinking of this, Zhang Baiyi was in a good mood, didn't he just want Young Master Ben to chant poetry, and Young Master Ben chanted it to you.

Although Master Zhang was in a good mood, Master Gu, who was confirmed to have been deceived, was in a bad mood.

"Zhang Caizi, in previous years, the West Lake Poetry Club will start to sing a poem with a Wing Chun proposition, you will use "Wing Chun" to compose a poem, if you do it well, today this matter will be over! ”

Although he was angry, he still gave Zhang Baiyi a step down, and he was an official who couldn't twist with a child, just now Zhang Baiyi said that he had been preparing for the West Lake Poetry Club for a long time, and he must have already played a draft, but he was the son of a businessman, so he decided that it was not difficult for him.

Zhang Baiyi lowered his head and searched his stomach as much as he could, thinking about the poems about Wing Chun that he had recited in his previous life,

"Zhang Baiyi, why don't you speak, maybe you can't even make the simplest Wing Chun poem?" Min Shuiwang is aggressive,

Zhang Baiyi couldn't stand it, and Young Master Zhang's biggest temper was that he couldn't help but have the urge to beat people when he met someone he hated.

He suddenly raised his head and stared at Min Shuiwang, and said, "Did your mother give birth to the placenta when she gave birth to you and raised it, how can there be such a disgusting thing for you in the world!" ”

Damn, it's much more comfortable to scold,

Min Shuiwang's face immediately darkened,

The scholar finally cultivated, and the talented masters around him frowned for a while.

Zhang Sanjin can't wait to break up the relationship with Young Master Zhang at this moment,

What a shame!

Isn't it just chanting poetry, this young master will chant it for you to see, Zhang Baiyi walked slowly out of the crowd,

As he walked, he chanted loudly: "Spring Dawn" is not aware of spring sleep, and birds are heard everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much. ”

"Okay,"

Although I hate Zhang Baiyi's personality, I have to admit that Zhang Baiyi's song "Spring Dawn" can be called a wonderful sentence.

Hangzhou West Lake, the whole poetry will be in an uproar,

On the huge painting boat, many talented people are also talking to each other, each of them is appreciating Zhang Baiyi's "Spring Dawn",

Simple words, simple words, without any fancy words, but the artistic conception is lofty, like a flower roll will present spring in front of everyone,

Ye Ning and Min Shuiwang's faces were ugly, they knew that Zhang Baiyi could recite poetry, but compared with many talented people from scholarly families, Zhang Baiyi should not be enough to see.

I wanted to humiliate him after he chanted a bad work, but I didn't expect Zhang Baiyi, the son of a businessman, to be able to chant such good verses.

This poem is at least at the level of a four-horse poem,

Shangguan Qian'er and Yu Yuanbu glanced at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes,

Neither of them thought that a son of a merchant could sing such good verses,

The happiest person in the crowd is Zhang Sanjin,

Father Zhang, who just felt that his son was embarrassed and wanted to strangle him back to his mother's womb, was also excited and burst into tears at the moment.

"In terms of a single round of poetry, although this poem is not as good as Bai Yaowen's "Peach Blossom" and Li Furong's "Qihuai", it is not far behind," Yu Ren came to Gu Jing's side and said,

"Boyuan, you still haven't tasted this poem carefully, and you don't see where the magic is at this time...... let me ask you, what is the first sentence at this time?"

YU Renzi Boyuan,

Yu Xianling was stunned: "The first sentence is 'spring sleep is not aware'......"

"Why is there a word 'sleep' in the first sentence? Think about it, what was the reason why Zhang Caizi was reprimanded by everyone just now? ”

"Sleep...... He's sleeping. Yu Ren's face immediately changed, and he exclaimed, including Yu Yuanbu and Shangguan Qian'er, who were not far from here,

A good sentence of spring sleep is not aware,

In layman's terms, spring is coming, and it is the season of thirst and sleep

Feelings Zhang Baiyi is a defense of the reason why he slept just now,

Immediately, some people seemed to think of something, and their faces changed greatly.

Isn't this poem a poem that Zhang Baiyi has been preparing for a long time, but a poem that was improvised on the poetry platform.

"This person's talent is almost like a demon...... The genius prodigy is still a poem in seven steps, and this Zhang Baiyi actually made a wonderful sentence that responded to the situation between breathing and breathing," he muttered after thinking about the situation for a long time,

Because the voice was too low, the people next to him didn't hear what the student said clearly.