"Little brute, arrogant and pretentious, I don't know how thick the sky is, I'm really angry with my father!"

Tang Xiucai deliberately scolded with a calm face, putting on a strict father's posture, in fact, his heart had already blossomed. In the past, Tang Yi kept thinking about it, but Tang Xiucai was still worried that in the Ming Dynasty, the sign of success was not how much money you earned, but whether you could make a name for yourself in the imperial examination room, and it was your talent and knowledge. It has to be said that later generations have obviously become vulgar.

Seeing that his son could be a pair, could make lyrics, and write dramas, Tang Xiucai cried with joy: "God, you are so good to me, the ancestor of the Tang family, there are successors in our family!" ”

Of course, the scene still has to be done, I hope this kid doesn't play donkey and saves some face for himself. Tang Yi saw the embarrassment that his father wanted to eat but was afraid of being hot. Hurriedly ran over, worried, and flattering: "Dad, the child is not filial, and he has caused trouble for you." ”

"Hmph, at a young age, competitive and competitive, there are so many talented people in the world, just show you, how many people are more educated than you here, more educated than you, all of them are your predecessors, you know how to blindly show off, so how can you rest assured that your father!"

Tang Yi obediently lowered his head, didn't say a word, and put on the appearance of a strict father and filial piety, giving his father enough face. But Wei Liangfu couldn't listen to it anymore, and said with a smile: "Tang Shentong is talented, he must be a tutor, and he hasn't asked for ......advice yet."

Tang Xiucai felt a little guilty, and hurriedly saluted: "Student Tang Shen has seen Master Wei, his parents, and all of you. Tang Xiucai was courteous and courteous, and the courtesy was thorough, which attracted everyone's praise.

Chen Menghe smiled: "You call yourself a student, but you have a reputation?" ”

"Qiqi old parents, ashamed to say, the student is a talent in Jiajing for 17 years, and then he failed to try again and again, which humiliates the family!"

When Chen Menghe heard this, he didn't care, and said with a smile: "The science field is impermanent, there are young people who are ambitious, there are late bloomers, and this official has also taken the exam twice, don't be discouraged." According to this official, you have a good way to teach your son, and you must be not bad at learning, maybe you will be able to get a title on the gold list in the next subject! ”

Chen Menghe encouraged a few words, Tang Xiucai promised, and said that he didn't dare.

"Students only hope that this rebel can succeed in his studies, but he has a flamboyant temperament, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to become a great tool."

Wei Liangfu said with a smile: "Don't be too modest, it's a good thing for young people to be sharp, and you can't let teenage children learn from us old guys." By the way, let's not say hello, the old man wants to see what kind of exquisite drama Tang prodigy can write. ”

As soon as he said this, everyone present clamoured.

"That's right, we can't wait, let's write it quickly!"

Tang Yi peeked at his father, and Tang Xiucai nodded.

"Evil obstacles, don't sell them."

Hmph, you can't talk well!

Of course, Tang Yi would not put his dissatisfaction on his lips, and said obediently: "The article I just wrote called "Sword Pavilion Wenling" is also taken from the story of Tang Minghuang and Yang Guifei. ”

Introducing the background, Tang Yi paused, and read: "The grass under Ma Wei Slope is green, and there are still concubine tombs today, and there are poems on the inscription wall that are all hated......"

He read slowly, Tang Xiucai picked up the pen to write, at this time it was no longer a competition, everyone came up, took a closer look, and couldn't help but widen their eyes and be speechless in shock.

Chen Menghe and Wei Liangfu saw their strange expressions, they also stood up, and when they arrived behind Tang Xiucai, at a glance, both of them couldn't help but give a thumbs up!

"What a handsome skinny golden body!"

No wonder Tang Yi is extraordinary, people's father is not an ordinary person, just calligraphy here is afraid that no one can win, presumably other skills are still on calligraphy, what a pair of hidden father and son! In fact, they don't know that Tang Xiucai has nothing else except calligraphy.

"Boss, I've been in the Hanlin Academy for three years, and I've never seen such chic handwriting.

"Hahaha, give the old man a drink too!"

They talked and laughed and kept admiring, Tang Yi read faster and faster, and Tang Xiucai was like a flying pen, and it was not bad at all. Gradually, when Emperor Tang Minghuang looked forward to meeting with the beautiful woman in his dream but couldn't, and cried sadly, everyone present became more and more embarrassed.

"It's not that the bow shoes are lazy to step on the three watches, it's not that the shirt sleeves can't help the midnight wind, it's not that the hotel is depressed and boring, and it's not that the soldiers and horses are galloping and are afraid ......of being frightened."

If you complain, the sad and tactful lyrics make everyone sigh and sigh, Wei Liangfu even smiled bitterly: "I knew that Tang Prodigy had a masterpiece, why did the old man bother to hear the bell!" ”

With the affirmation of the great master, there were more and more voices of admiration present, especially some people found that there was an obvious connection between this song and the words made by Tang Yi just now, telling the same story, it can't be that a word and a drama are all copied, that's too much of a coincidence!

Everyone became more and more unconvinced of Wan Hao's original doubts, and could only say that Tang Prodigy was unparalleled in talent. And people don't come out of thin air, my father's calligraphy is also overwhelming, I think it is a scholarly family, and the family education is strict, so as to cultivate such a great prodigy.

There are also people who are familiar with Tang Xiucai's appearance, and he personally said that he was a talent in the seventeenth year of Jiajing.

"Oh, I remembered, I was a talent who was tested with Brother Tang back then, and Brother Tang was unparalleled in talent back then. It's just that I heard that the ancestors of the family passed away and kept filial piety for many years, so I failed to take the exam, and I still feel sorry for Brother Tang! ”

"Yes, yes, I also remembered, when it comes to regrets, I don't think it's possible, Brother Tang has cultivated such a smart son, it can be said that there are successors, but we should go home and discipline the monkey well!"

……

The more these people talked, the happier they became, and the more they talked, the more suspenseful they became, and they lifted Tang Yi and Dad to the sky. In fact, do you want to say that these people are really familiar with Tang Xiucai? Not necessarily, but seeing that Tang Yi became famous, everyone came up, not only raising the value of Tang Yi's father and son, but also creating braggadocio for himself by the way, that's all.

However, Tang Yi also needs these guys, with them spreading their fame everywhere, no one will suspect Tang Yi of plagiarism, and there will be no hidden dangers.

They are a bit like the stars and paparazzi of later generations, each taking what he needs and using each other. It's a bit of a fuck, but that's the way it is.

After writing a "Sword Pavilion Hearing the Bell", Tang Yi was still unsatisfied, and said with a smile: "Master Wei, the kid still has two articles, but he just made a draft, I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand scrutiny......"

"Hahaha, Don't be modest, just say it."

"Okay, I'll be ugly, but the kid is not strong, and I invite the boss to appreciate a pot of wine."

"Okay, take a jar of champion red!"

Wang Shimao moved quickly, and as soon as he turned around, he hugged a jar and poured a bowl for Tang Yiman. Tang Yi took two sips, and his white and tender little face was flushed.

"My second article is called "Listening to the Piano in the Child'."

"The story of mountains and rivers, good!" Everyone couldn't help but slap their hands.

"The princes of the nations are in turmoil...... The autumn mountains and autumn waters were in a hurry for a while, and I called someone to set up a yaoqin for me to burn the incense...... Jin Lanbai, a friend of Yiqin, and later, in front of Ma'anshan, Mr. Yu Boya smashed Yaoqin's Xie Zhiyin! ”

Wei Liangfu has seen a lot of singing operas, and he has written a lot of them himself, but he is very happy to find that Tang Yi has done elegant and vulgar appreciation. It's just that some music cards are unique, he hasn't seen them, he is more and more happy, he can be ingenious, bring forth the new, and the helper he is looking for is finally here!

Old man Wei is obsessed with quyi, otherwise he would not have been in his hometown in Jiangxi, but ran to live in Taicang.

Taicang is really the place where the north and the south are at the intersection of opera, and there is no shortage of masters who sing and write lyrics, and the big-nosed scholar Cao Dazhang is one of the best, but Cao Dazhang is dedicated to the imperial examination, coupled with conformism, which is not quite in line with the mind of the old man Wei, and now when he sees Tang Yi, he is simply overjoyed, and the more he looks at it, the more pleasing it is.

He also promised that as long as Tang Yi defeated Wan Hao, he would promise him a condition, Wei Liangfu just meant to accept Tang Yi as an apprentice, for a little doll who had not entered the official career, there could be a high-ranking official as a teacher, and the road to the imperial examination would definitely be much smoother in the future. Of course, it was only in name, and the old man didn't want to waste time.

But seeing the lyrics made by Tang Yi, the old man actually changed his mind, with this little doll here, his hope of improving the opera could be at least three or five years in advance.

Anyway, I'm sure of this student! Wei Liangfu secretly made up his mind.