After Tang Zhou finished speaking, Cheng Chumo, who was still crying just now, immediately got up from the ground, and soon returned to his previous heartless appearance, Tang Zhou was really speechless for him like this. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Brother Tang, this silk contest is not lively at all, and it is very boring, I really don't know how you have stayed here for so long, if it weren't for my father having to let me come to the station, I wouldn't have come to kill me."

For this, Tang Zhou was even more speechless, so he didn't pay much attention to him, and at this time, Changsun Wen suddenly came from not far away with a few people, Tang Zhou looked up and saw that there was an old acquaintance among the people who followed Changsun Wen, Li Mubai.

If Li Mubai hadn't chanted the poems he wrote in the capital, he wouldn't have caused trouble to himself, and Hou Junji wouldn't have been so easy to get out of the mountain.

However, thinking that Li Mubai was also defending his reputation at that time, Tang Zhou's impression of this person was still very good.

Eldest Sun Wen took these people to Tang Zhou, and Eldest Sun Wen smiled: "Brother Tang, when you can compose poems, you have to be merciful, my eldest grandson's family invited Li Mubai, he admires you very much, if you kill the Quartet, it will be too chilling for me." ”

The eldest grandson Wen has a good family education and speaks decently, it is really rare to be half-joking like this, Tang Zhou glanced at Li Mubai, Li Mubai greeted with a smile, still neither humble nor arrogant, which made Tang Zhou feel that this young man's family background must be good, but he had not heard of Li Mubai's situation.

"Brother Eldest Sun is polite, everyone is trying to have fun, and besides, Brother Li is no less talented than me, if he plays well, I will ask him to keep his hand more."

The eldest grandson Wen glanced at Li Mubai, and Li Mubai smiled: "The talent of the little marquis, I Li Mubai is not as good as me, but being able to compose poems with the little marquis is also a happy thing in life." ”

After Li Mubai finished speaking, the eldest grandson Wen said: "It's not just a quick thing, it's not impossible to become a good story." ”

Hearing the words of the eldest grandson Wen, Tang Zhou had somewhat understood what the eldest grandson Wen meant, and dared to love this eldest grandson Wen to ask Li Mubai to use his fame to elevate Li Mubai, but the eldest grandson's family has always been very shrewd, how could they help Li Mubai for no reason, could it be that Li Mubai has already taken refuge in the eldest grandson Wuji?

But if he becomes the protégé of the eldest grandson Wuji, it is easy to be an official, so why should he use his own name to open his reputation?

A few people said like this, one by one, and after a while, the embroidery competition ended, and the judges over there began to vote, and Tang Zhou and the others dispersed to their own camps.

At this time, Li Mubai and Changsun Wen, who were walking behind, didn't seem to care much about the results of the embroidery competition, as if they had already expected the results.

"Brother Li, with your family background, it is easy to make a name for yourself in Chang'an City, but why don't you want to show your identity, and you have to compare poems with Tang Zhou, I don't look down on Brother Li's talent, it's really that Tang Zhou's talent is too high, it's just a demon, I'm afraid you are not his opponent."

As the son of the eldest grandson Wuji, the eldest grandson Wen has always been above the top, but at this time, he called Li Mubai Brother Li, but it can be seen that Li Mubai's identity is definitely not ordinary, and Li Mubai at this time behaved very casually, as if he didn't regard the eldest grandson Wen as the son of a family at all.

"Brother eldest grandson, I came to the capital this time to make a career through my own skills, so as not to be looked down upon by my father, if I borrow my father's name to gain fame, is that my Li Mubai's ability? As for comparing poetry with Tang Zhou, I also admire his talent, but I only compared with him once, and I am still a little unconvinced, this time if he can really write better than me, it will not be too late for me to obey him, the back road you just found for me is not necessary at all. ”

Just now, Changsun Wen said something to Tang Zhou in a half-joking form, which means that he wants some people to know that even if Li Mubai loses again this time, it is not very embarrassing, and leave Li Mubai a step down, after all, there has been one time before, and Li Mubai has also protected Tang Zhou, and losing Tang Zhou again this time will not only not make people feel that Li Mubai has lost face, but feel that the two of them will join hands to compare poems again, which is a good story.

It's just that Li Mubai doesn't seem to appreciate Changsun Wen's affection, I don't know if he is too confident in himself, or if he feels that Changsun Wen's words just now made him lose face, Changsun Wen's face turned slightly pale, but then he smiled and opened the topic.

"Embroidery has begun to score and vote, let's go quickly, my eldest grandson's shop is very big, and this competition will definitely be brilliant."

Li Mubai nodded, but smiled with some disdain in his heart, in fact, a competition like this is completely like a show, who of these judges dares to offend the business of the powerful in Chang'an City? Once they know that these shops belong to the prince of the country, they are afraid that no matter how bad their embroidery is, they will have to vote.

For this matter, the eldest grandson's family is afraid that they have already made arrangements.

When Li Mubai and Changsun Wen came to the competition venue, the rating was basically over, and the selected ones with good embroidery were all shops opened by the magnates of Chang'an City in the capital, and their embroidery was not bad, but those who were eliminated must be better than them, but it was a pity that the power of those people was too weak and they did not dare to compete.

And just after the end of the embroidery competition, one of them stood up and said the rules of the last competition, the last one is compared to a poem, and whoever gets the most votes in the end will win, and the theme of this poem is embroidery.

The game time is a stick of incense.

After saying this, the embroidery winning shops hurriedly invited the talents they invited out, and when everyone saw that Tang Zhou was among them, the people around them suddenly screamed.

Many people discovered Tang Zhou, but they just thought that Tang Zhou was here to play, or to build momentum for their own shop, and they never thought that he would also compose poetry.

Many people are crazy about Tang Zhou, they keep shouting Tang Zhou's name, but those talents who participated in the competition and the bosses behind them were dumbfounded, they were so non-existent in this round, they were very strange, how could there be Tang Zhou, their poems were not poems?

However, among these people, Li Mubai still kept calm, because he wanted to compare with Tang Zhou in his heart, and the more optimistic everyone was about Tang Zhou at this time, the more face he would have if he won.

But just when Li Mubai was thinking like this, there was another exclamation from the crowd.

"Look, the little marquis is ready, so fast."

"Yes, back then, Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps, but the little marquis immediately started writing after getting the title, which is even more powerful than writing a poem in seven steps."

"It's not, the little marquis is the first genius of my Tang Dynasty, he is not only quick-witted, but the poems he wrote are also the first classics, which are enough to be passed down for thousands of generations......"

The people are crazy, and Tang Zhou is a myth in their hearts.