Seeing that Zhao Xian didn't seem to want to play, Ling Xian immediately stood up and said excitedly: "Brother Zhao Xian, Lord Shen has said so, everyone is waiting to see, if you don't come out to make a fool, it will be very disappointing, of course, if you don't dare to come out, just say it, everyone present has an identity, and they won't laugh at you because of this." ”

Ling Xian has known Zhao Xian since he was a child, in his cognition, Zhao Xian is not like a learned person except for trouble, he was squeezed by Zhao Xian once last time, and he was very unhappy in his heart, if he didn't let Zhao Xian make a fool of himself here, he couldn't be angry in his heart.

"Hmph, haw, haw..." The talented people in the audience nodded one by one, and even said that they would not laugh at Zhao Xian, but the smile in their eyes was all revealed.

Zhao Xian glared at Ling Xian, and secretly said that this guy is a dog, catch me and bite me.

Since everyone is forced to do this, Zhao Xian can't show his timidity, frowns and thinks for a moment, and then says: "Since the dust has fallen into the cold frost, I only taste the west wind." Mo praises this gentleman with many bones, and has never been the first fragrance of the snow. ”

As soon as the words fell, Shen Lingshan and a few old men were all brightened, since the dust fell into the dust, and the first fragrance of the snow, this poem is also too proud, however, this poem has the qualification of pride, and it also does not carry the word "plum", but the arrogance of the plum blossom is vividly displayed, and the courage is faintly pressed on the first two heads.

Shen Lingshan touched his beard and read it with a lot of reminiscence, and several masters of Songshan Academy beside him also discussed with each other, discussing where this Zhao Xian was sacred, where he was taught by him, how he had not found this kind of talent before, and how good it would be to be accepted into the academy earlier.

The audience was also stunned for a while, all the talents were surprised, I didn't expect this guy who looked like five big and three thick, he could really make a poem, everyone noticed Zhao Xian's trickiness, and secretly discussed and whispered, discussing the method against Zhao Xian, but after discussing for a long time, there was no result, in addition to making a better poem, what other way could Zhao Xian be suppressed?

For a while, all the talented people pondered hard to see if they could be inspired and come up with a good poem that amazed the audience, and then their fame would be great.

As for the identity of Zhao Xian's blacksmith, some people also know, but no one brings it up, and those who can stand in it are all young people with meritorious status, naturally not a bunch of stunned people outside, leading to the identity of Zhao Xian's blacksmith, which can only prove that he was born poor but does not lack ambition, and there is no slightest blow effect.

Liu Yan'er was leaning on the couch sickly, but now her eyes widened, she looked at Zhao Xian incredulously, and said in a lost voice: "This guy must have copied someone else's, how could he have such ability." ”

Huang Tiantian lowered his head as if he was right or wrong, and answered softly, staring at Zhao Xian with big flickering eyes, as if to say: "See, this is my man, tall, handsome and talented, so many talents have been compared to him." Although I don't know Huang Tiantian's true thoughts, the little face occasionally turns red, and the shy answer is indeed a little suspicious, which makes Liu Yan'er feel sullen when she sees this, and shakes Huang Tiantian a few times to make her sober up.

Shen Yu, who was next door, was lazily snuggling by the window, taking a sip of tea, looking down with interest, revealing a faint smile.

Shen Lingshan saw Zhao Xian's sullen appearance, and remembered in his heart that he belittled his results the day before yesterday, he didn't want Zhao Xian to be so easy to become beautiful, so he touched his beard and laughed, and said loudly: "Zhao Xian Xiaoyou, Song Gongzi and Liu Gongzi are both written down, but you said it directly, it's a bit unruly, right?" You're not a daughter, you can't show up easily. ”

Shen Lingshan really wanted to find out if the words 'Zhao Da Hammer Blacksmith Shop' were written by Zhao Xian himself, how could he let go of such an opportunity.

Seeing this, Ling Xian jumped out again, and mocked loudly: "Brother Zhao Xian, Lord Shen has said so, if you don't come out to make a fool, it will be very disappointing, of course, if your handwriting is not good-looking, just say it, Xiaosheng can ghostwrite, I believe that everyone will not laugh at you." ”

"Hmph, haw, haw..."The genius in the field nodded again, the poem may be copied from someone else, but the words are real and can't be faked, they want to see if this Zhao Xian has real skills.

Zhao Xian looked at Ling Xian helplessly, quite speechless, the two brothers of the Ling family are simply a pair of living treasures, specially come out to annoy people, the master has practiced calligraphy for more than ten years, will he be afraid to write a few words?

Zhao Xian took a sip, shook off his long flowing hair, and was about to get up and write a pair of words in the field, blinding their dog eyes, but suddenly there was a shout outside the academy:

"Brother Xian! Something happened to Little Dream! Come out of here! ”

A knife! Zhao Xian was shocked when he heard this, the voice was from Hu Yidao, and his voice was very hoarse, as if he was very tired. Hearing that Xiaomeng had an accident, Zhao Xian was anxious, and immediately stood up and wanted to go out, asking what happened.

Seeing this, a group of talented people immediately understood that Zhao Xian had something urgent to leave.

How could they let Zhao Xian get out of the limelight once, and immediately sneered: "Yo~ If you can't write it, you want to sing a double reed and want to slip away?" When the text will be child's play? Seeing that you are so well prepared, even the nursery is ready, the poem just now should have been prepared a long time ago, right? ”

These guys are too cunning, and when they saw that Zhao Xian was impatient, they deliberately ridiculed them like this. Zhao Xian was so eager that he couldn't make another poem in a short time, and deliberately said that the poem he had just prepared in advance, so that even if Zhao Xian wrote down the poem just now, it could only prove that he wrote well, and there was no way to prove that the poem was written by him.

In this way, Zhao Xian suppressed a lot of limelight, that is, Zhao Xian later proved that the poem was written by him, and the literary meeting has passed, who will pay attention to this matter? If Zhao Xian is in a hurry and doesn't write, it will be even more interesting, why not write? It's still up to everyone to guess.

There is only one chance to become famous, this time the reputation is stained, there will be no second chance at all, the status of all the young people present is not given by the court for nothing, and they definitely don't want to be pressed down by Zhao Xian who suddenly appeared, although the means are suspected of taking advantage of people's danger, but everyone deliberately ignores this, who makes Zhao Xian anxious now, Zhao Xian is anxious and has nothing to do with them, as long as they can suppress Zhao Xian's limelight, they will be satisfied.

"Get out of the way!" Zhao Xian didn't care about a little reputation at all, if it wasn't for Huang Tiantian's little ass and promised her, Zhao Xian wouldn't have come to this ghost place, and now he suddenly heard Hu Yidao say that Xiaomeng had an accident, and he had the heart to write, so he didn't have time to pay attention to these bird talents.

Everyone really dodged away obediently, looking at Zhao Xian's figure and sneering, as long as Zhao Xian didn't raise his pen to write and left, everyone could think that he didn't dare to write, why didn't he dare? I'm afraid of being exposed to my true face.

Anyway, as soon as Zhao Xian leaves, this 'black horse' will immediately become a 'black donkey', and the limelight just now will naturally become a joke before and after tea.

However, not everyone wants to be idle, Zhao Xian just had the intention of leaving, and a young man flashed and stopped Zhao Xian.

Zhao Xian was anxious in his heart, and raised his hand to push away the person who was blocking the way, but what he didn't expect was that his hand was bounced back by a soft force, without the slightest feeling of strength, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he had met someone with strong martial arts, Zhao Xian raised his eyes and saw that it was Liu Feiyue, the son of Liu Zhifu.

Liu Feiyue flicked the white robe on her body, showed a friendly smile, and persuaded: "Brother Zhao Xian, a poem is only a few words, and it will never delay Brother Tai's effort, and I also ask Brother Tai to raise his pen to meet everyone's wishes." ”

Liu Feiyue's father is the prefect of Changzhou, if there is a talented young man on the territory under his father's jurisdiction, it will definitely be beneficial to the future assessment of merit, and Shen Lingshan, the secretary of the Ministry of War, is also present, as long as Shen Lingshan returns to Beijing on the premise of the saint, it is not a matter of time before his father becomes an official and becomes a knight, so he enthusiastically stopped Zhao Xian, hoping that Zhao Xian really has the talent to learn and grow a long face for his father.

"Good boy!" Zhao Xian's chest was full of anger, the voice outside was very urgent, he didn't dare to do any more entanglement, so he had to turn around and walk to the middle of the field, and raised his pen to write quickly on the paper.

Hundreds of people were silent, and they could only hear the slight 'whoosh' sound of the brush rubbing against the paper, and all the talented people and Shen Lingshan and others were probes, stretching their necks to watch, but they found nothing because of the angle, but there were many young ladies and ladies on the second floor, their beautiful eyes were slightly bright and they looked at Zhao Xian, who was waving and dancing in the field, and discussed something in a whisper.

The beautiful woman called 'Mrs. Qingnu' didn't look at the table, her delicate eyes moved up and down Zhao Xian's sturdy figure, and she also poked her head slightly to look at Zhao Xian's bare broad chest at the collar, biting her lower lip and not knowing what to think about.

After a while, the well-made wolf pen was thrown to the ground and rolled out a streak of ink, Zhao Xian snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves, blasting everyone away and hurrying away.

Liu Feiyue and Song Shuhuai were quite curious, and they were busy coming forward to observe, but after seeing the words on the paper, they all froze, and the two looked at the paper speechlessly, and after a while, they glanced at each other, both nodded and sighed, with a little admiration in their eyes.

Song Shuhuai looked back at the direction in which Zhao Xian left, and sighed: "Good poetry, good words, and such a proud person, this literary meeting, I am afraid that no one can stand out, and it is a pity to leave the scene ahead of schedule because of something." Liu Fengyue nodded without denying it, looking at the rice paper and being silent.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, with an incredible expression on his face, what did Zhao Xian write, and Song Shuhuai, the head of the four great talents in Jiangnan, made this comment?

Governor Liu smiled like a flower, with an expression of 'really give me a long face', after Song Shuhuai's words, Zhao Xian must be famous today, Zhao Xian is a person under his rule, the four talents in Jiangnan plus Zhao Xian are a total of five people, three of them are in his Changzhou, and one is his son.

Governor Liu was about to express a few thoughts, but when he saw that all the talented people were arguing around Zhao Xian's words, discussing something with red faces and hot ears, Governor Liu couldn't help but wonder, and probed his brain with a few masters, wanting to see what Zhao Xian wrote.

Shen Lingshan's curiosity was the heaviest, so he didn't let his subordinates present the words, but tapped the ground with his toes, and personally jumped to the field, everyone immediately retreated to both sides, Shen Lingshan saw a few lines of big characters dancing with dragons and phoenixes:

Jin Ge Iron Horse shook the border pass, defending the territory and attacking the city soaked in blood. The old and the new words are rotated, who pities the white bones and artemisia?

A swarm of moths!

"Who pities the white bones and artemisia?" Shen Lingshan paused suddenly, his slender fingers trembled slightly, looking at this pair of words with a strong pen, he was silent for a long time, or speechless, he finally understood why Song Shuhuai made such an evaluation, and why everyone was arguing.

Liang Shangwen's habits are very strong, especially in the south of the Yangtze River, talented sons and ladies, all of whom are proud of their outstanding literary talents, and are elegant in their poetry. In the peaceful and prosperous era, these are not wrong, but in such a national disaster, the Northern Qi invaded the border pass every year, and people died outside Jinling City every day, and the situation of Daliang was already precarious, but they still chanted the wind and the moon, and sneered at for a little fame, these people, are they the talents of the country cultivated by Daliang? If so, what is the future of the girder?

Zhao Xian used 'moth' to describe the talented people present, it is not too much, he despises all scholars, he is indeed very proud, but he is so proud that people can't refute it, at least Shen Lingshan can't refute it, maybe Zhao Xian's poem is written for him, written for him to see a general, and written to him, an important minister of the Liang court.

Governor Liu also came to the bookcase to take a look, his bright smile immediately froze, and he turned into a sad color like turning a book, looked at the talented people in disappointment, shook his head and said, "What's the use of making a few bad poems?" Can you govern the country? Can you install the girders? Can it save the people, the water and the fire? Hum! The misfortune of the country, if everyone has the consciousness of Zhao Xiangong, why is the country not happy? Why can't the world be unified? After speaking, he secretly glanced at Shen Lingshan and observed Shen Lingshan's reaction, but Shen Lingshan ignored him.

"This son is not a mediocre person." Shen Lingshan was silent for a long time, sighed after a long while, raised his hand and asked Ah Xiang to put away the words, swept away the talented people who were arguing in the field, let out a wry smile, and was helped by Ah Fu to leave the academy.

Seeing this, Governor Liu knew that the meeting ended early, he coughed lightly and suppressed everyone's discussions, and said loudly: "After the official and the masters discussed, the leader of the Wenhui here was won by Zhao Xian, do you have any opinions?" ”

"Hum..." This is the answer of everyone, their eyes are unconvinced but no one is silent, they are not qualified to give opinions at all, and their eyes are all on the four talents led by them.

Song Shuhuai spread his hands and smiled casually, and Governor Liu waved his pen, this literary meeting, the dust settled, and the dark horse of Changzhou was born.

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