Chapter Twenty-Three: Fighting Talents

Tang An frowned, this Luo Dongchen is one of the "Three Youths in the Capital", and there is no reason to hand over to this little scholar. Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief!

"Are you Gongzi Chen?" Tang An pretended to be confused.

Luo Dongchen cultivated kung fu and did get home, and said with a smile: "My surname is Luo." ”

"Oh, yes, yes, the fall of the well, the fall of the stone, the fall of the son." Tang An arched his hand.

Luo Dongchen said: "Luoshui's Luo." ”

Tang An smiled: "Look at my memory, yes, it is the 'fall' of falling into the water, and I have been looking up for a long time." ”

Cheng Caihe said in a daze: "Tang An, do you still have a friend surnamed Luo?" ”

"Not a friend. Luo Gongzi is so famous, how can he make friends with a small person like me? Tang An smiled, "If you fall into the water, swim eastward so that you won't sink." This must be the son of 'Luo Dong Shen'. ”

No matter how good Luo Dongchen's temper is, he has been ridiculed again and again, and he doesn't feel good in his heart. But no matter what he said, Luo Dongchen's friend at the table next to him was already very dissatisfied with Tang An.

The loudest one who slapped the sycophants first: "This slave can't speak, and I don't know which slave it is." Brother Luo is a dignified and three young people in the capital, how can you allow such a small person to slander! ”

Tang An snorted coldly: "I don't know which family's son, it's rude to be a good student." I'm joking with Luo Gongzi, talking about my heart and chatting, what's the matter with you? I don't know you, but you interrupt other people's conversations, and you hurt people, so you have no education, and I don't know which master trained you. ”

The brocade-clothed boy said angrily: "You slave, I am Pang Guangda, the son of the country, and I am under the tutelage of Master Li Chunfeng!" ”

Enlarged bladder? What a name.

Tang An interrupted him and said, "This boy, I advise you not to report to your family." With your bearing and mind, others thought that Lingshi only taught you the ability to hold urine. ”

Pang Guang was slightly stunned, and then reacted that this guy was making a fuss about his name, and said angrily: "You dog minion! ”

A person next to him said: "Brother Pang is angry, why is he so familiar with such a lowly minion?" ”

Minions, what a minion!

As soon as Tang An heard this, his anger immediately rushed up, and he said to everyone: "All living beings are equal, and you sons are full of wealth, so you look down on us ordinary people, but you don't want to think about what you eat and wear if you don't have us so-called 'slaves'?" We are not like you who only know the yin virtue of the ancestors, but we rely on our own hands to support ourselves, which is many times more glorious and noble than you do not know. The sheep still have the grace of kneeling at the milk, but these two sons keep saying that our most simple working people are reduced to 'slaves'. How can such an ungrateful person build our Datang better? ”

Tang An's words were sonorous and powerful, and even rose to the height of his family and country, pulling the room full of people to his camp. After listening to Tang An's words, they all felt quite reasonable, and looked at a few noble sons with unkind eyes, obviously treating them as public enemies.

Several people didn't expect Tang An's words to be so sharp, and they were all a little stammered. Pang Guang couldn't stand everyone's eyes, and said with a red face: "You, you're just nonsense!" ”

Tang An looked around in search of resonance, and when he saw Cheng Cai and this idiot, he saw him looking at Luo Dongchen standing next to him with a stupid face, and stammered: "Luo Luo Dongchen Luo Gongzi, you are also here?" Hurry up and sit down, you pour me a glass of water and wine, bah, no, I will pour you a glass of water and wine. ”

This unproductive thing! Tang An was so angry that he really wanted to go up and give him two slaps. When I saw the rumored genius, I had a groveling face, and I was fooled with you for so long.

Luo Dongchen was quite helpless, he didn't expect to come to say hello, but the two sides were on the same page, this Tang An is really a character.

"Brother Tang is angry, my friends have no intention of offending, please forgive me." Luo Dongchen is a peacemaker.

Tang An was too lazy to talk nonsense with these talents, and said: "The Tao is not the same. If there is something to do, please say it quickly, so as not to displease your friends. ”

Cheng Caihe gave Tang An a look, how could he be so rude to a talented man? Tang An didn't pay attention to it at all, this wretched scum, he didn't even have any eyesight, it was really incorrigible.

"I didn't expect things to turn out like this, and it seems that it's inconvenient to bother more." Luo Dongchen smiled bitterly. "But I want to take the liberty of asking, what is the relationship between Tang Gongzi and Miss Lan Haitang Lan?"

Tang An looked at him meaningfully, this guy originally came to Lao Tzu for this, no wonder.

This little white face like a dog did not hesitate to brave the cold to light the lamp for the blue begonia, if he said that he had no ideas, even a fool would not believe it. It seems that Lao Tzu behaved too much that night, which made this talented man feel threatened.

Tang An didn't hide it from him, and said: "Luo Gongzi's words are really funny, Miss Lan is the dragon and phoenix among people, I am a little scholar, how dare I climb high?" ”

Luo Dongchen carefully observed Tang An's expression, and saw that he didn't look like he was lying, so he smiled: "That's it, I'm sorry." ”

Tang An didn't say a word: If it weren't for an arrogant and unreasonable brother-in-law, Lao Tzu would have spent candles in the cave several times!

"Brother Luo, what do you have to say to such a villain who can only speak quickly?" Seeing Luo Dongchen return to his seat, the group of people began to complain again, and they also glared at Tang An several times.

Luo Dongchen said with a smile: "You can't say that, Tang Gongzi's talent and learning, even I admire it tightly." ”

"Hmph, just him?" Pang Guangda, who had been insulted by Tang An before, was unconvinced.

"A smile on the red face is beautiful, and the begonias have no color. Brother Pang should have heard these two lines of poetry, right? Luo Dongchen said Tang An's good sentence describing Lan Haitang, and said: "This is from the mouth of this Tang brother." ”

Tang An scolded secretly in his heart, knowing that there was a gap between the two sides, he still praised Lao Tzu vigorously, and sowed discord with a soft knife. This surnamed Luo is really not a good thing, I knew that I had just told him that I had taken a bubble bath with Lan Begonia, you kiss me and I kiss you, you are angry with you bastard!

"Is that him?" Everyone at the table had obviously heard this sentence, and they couldn't help but look at Tang An a little differently.

Pang Guang stood up suddenly, and said to Tang An: "Boy, don't think that you can learn from others by plagiarizing two lines of other people's poems, go back and weigh your own catties first." Brother Luo is also a first-class talent in the country, 'the Tao is like Qionghua is colorful, and the virtue is like Qingyun Nine Heavens.' Our generation should raise the ambition of the bird, and Anbang expands the land to win the sages', can you make such a good sentence? ”

Yesterday, Luo Dongchen was quite amazing in Guozijian's song "Youth Xing", which was widely transmitted in the market, and these talents set up a banquet for Luo Dongchen for this reason, but they didn't expect it to become a weapon to suppress Tang An at this time.

Alas, in this world, why are there so many competitive laymen? Expect you to be able to expand your territory and surpass your predecessors with the embroidered pillows that you don't like to use? It's not bad not to be a slave to the country.

Guotai Min'an gave these talented people a life of fine clothes and food, but they didn't know that Gentle Township was also a hero's grave. I don't know how to be prepared for danger in times of peace, this is the misfortune of the country.

Tang An suddenly felt uneasy, and Chong Cheng Caihe said: "Childe, these people are too noisy, I have no appetite, let's go." ”

Cheng Caihe saw that Tang An's face was not very good, so he said "oh" innocently, and secretly waved his hand at Luo Dongchen to say goodbye.

Pang Guangda refused to give up, and said with a smile: "If you can't do it, you can say no, why do you want to run away like a mouse?" I learned this thing, but I can't fake it. ”

A group of people laughed, and they were all happy to see Tang An's jokes. But everyone on the side clenched their fists, watching Tang An being insulted, as if they were also insulting them. But this poem was made by Luo Dongchen, and he learned it from the three young people in the capital, but they didn't have the ability.

As if he hadn't heard, Tang An said to Xiao Er: "Help me put these meals up, I want to take them back." ”

Cheng Caihe asked: "It's all some leftovers from cold rice, why take them away?" ”

Tang An said: "Young master, I'm afraid that the people in the mansion don't have such a good mouth as me, I want to bring it back to them to eat." ”

Cheng Caihe was a little moved, and said, "Tang An, I really didn't mistake you." ”

"Haha, I have to go back to eat leftovers." The pang Guangda laughed out loud for fear that the world would not be chaotic.

Tang An glanced at him coldly, feeling that this person was really annoying. Thrift is a virtue, but these rich people who are used to living a good life have long thrown the admonitions of their ancestors out of the clouds.

"Every grain of rice is grown by farmers, and if you don't eat it cleanly, it is not only disrespectful to others, but also disrespectful to yourself." Tang An got up, picked up the wrapped oil paper, and said as he walked: "On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work." ”

After reciting a song "Compassion for Nong", Tang An had disappeared at the top of the stairs. Compared with Tang An's sincere compassion for the poor peasants at the bottom, Luo Dongchen's empty slogans fell behind. Everyone got up and clapped their hands desperately, but the talents looked at each other, not knowing what to say, only an embarrassed wry smile.