Zhong Wenbo said in a deep voice to the scholar holding the money: "Give it to him!" Take it out again, let's come again! ”

The scholar who took it had no choice but to stare and hand over the money to Xiao Jiading. And the usual money was withdrawn.

This time it shows that Zhong Wenbo lost.

A little-known scholar is better than the first genius in Yizhou in public poetry! This is big news, and soon, the news spread, and the scholars around came to see the excitement, and even the scholars who ate flowers and wine in the jade building and other ** came out, and immediately surrounded three layers inside and three layers outside.

Xiao Jiading took the money, hung it on the banner, and smiled faintly: "I'm sorry, now the gambling money is two!" ”

Zhong Wenbo said angrily: "How can you sit on the ground and start the price?" ”

"If you don't want to, you can't come. I don't force it. ”

Zhong Wenbo stared at Xiao Jiading, who was smiling, gritted his teeth, and said, "Okay!" Two runs are two runs! Take it out! ”

The scholar had no choice but to take the consistent money from the hand of the servant who followed, and together with the consistency in his hand, there were two times.

Zhong Wenbo said: "My topics are the three questions you came up with just now, mine, yours, and the mood of everyone present, hurry up!" Seven steps to poetry! Fast! ”

Xiao Jiading smiled and said, "I'll pick my own mood and write poems." He began to pace slowly, walked to the seventh step, stood still, turned around, glanced at the onlookers, and said: "I am in a foreign country, I can't help but feel a little homesick, but fortunately, there are still wine and beauties, and if you win your money, you can enter this jade building to buy drunk, and I will write this happy mood!" At the moment, he recited Li Bai's famous article "Guest in the Guest":

Grape wine tulips,

The jade bowl brings amber light.

But that the master may be drunk,

I don't know where it is.

This poem was written by the great poet Li Bai when he lived in Lanling, East Lu, so the original work of the first sentence was "Lanling Wine Tulip", Xiao Jiading changed the first two words to grapes, that is, to borrow the famous sentence "Grape Wine Luminous Cup". Although this poem is written about the nostalgia of the traveler, there is no sadness and depression, that is, because of the drunkenness of the wine, I can't remember that I am in a foreign country.

As soon as this poem came out, there was a burst of applause in the audience, and the scholars around looked at Xiao Jiading, already surprised, admired and jealous.

Zhong Wenbo's face was pale, and he had the heart to find fault with the other party's poem, but where could he find it? Stay there and make no sound.

Xiao Jiading smiled and said, "It's time for me to ask the question." My topic remains the same, but I still ask you to write about you or me, as well as the mood of everyone present. Seven steps into a poem. The reason why I still have this question is because you have already thought about the time of seven steps just now, plus the current seven steps, a total of fourteen steps into a poem, hehe, to give you a discount, count you as seven steps. Please! ”

He saw that Zhong Wenbo didn't have a clue just now, and he didn't change the topic, he still came up with this question, he believed that even if the other party was really good and made a poem, it would definitely not be as good as the poet Li Bai's masterpiece. So, I am already in an invincible position.

Sure enough, after seven steps, Zhong Wenbo still blushed and couldn't think of a good sentence. The ancients made poems, which also needed to be conceived and scrutinized, like Cao Zhi, who became a poet in seven steps, after all, there are very few, and this Zhong Wenbo is naturally not one of them.

Xiao Jiading stretched out his hand, but did not speak.

Zhong Wenbo bit his silver teeth and said, "Give it to him!" ”

The scholar could only stare and sent the two pieces of money to Xiao Jiading's hands.

This shows that the No. 1 talent in Yizhou has lost again! Suddenly, the onlookers began to talk about the hornet's nest, but this time, they all looked at Zhong Wenbo gloatingly, watching him lively.

Zhong Wenbo's face was red and white for a while, and he didn't look at the onlookers, and said angrily: "Come again!" - Take two pieces of money! ”

Xiao Jiading smiled and shook his head: "I'm sorry, now the color head is four!" So saying, he hung the two copper coins in his hand on the banner again, and the four coins weighed twenty or thirty pounds, and they had bent the banner.

Zhong Wenbo's old face turned red, and he said angrily: "Four times is four times!" Afraid you won't make it? Get it! ”

The scholar had no choice but to take out four more pieces of money from the box held by the servant with a bitter face.

Zhong Wenbo looked around looking for a suitable topic. I heard the singing and piano of the singer floating out of the jade building, mixed with the sound of a flute, the sound of the flute was resentful, full of homesickness. It is estimated that the guest was homesick and let the singer play.

Zhong Wenbo said: "Okay! With this singing, the sound of the piano and the sound of the flute, choose one of the three to write a poem. Begin! Hurry up! ”

There are many Tang poems written in these three. When Xiao Jiading heard this topic, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but there was a solemn expression on his face. He began to pace slowly, wondering which one to use. These three voices, what he felt the most was the homesick flute, which reminded him of his parents and relatives, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad, and before he could walk seven steps, he had already begun to slowly recite Li Bai's quatrain "Listening to the Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night":

Whose jade flute flies in the dark,

Scattered into the spring breeze full of Yicheng.

In this nocturne, I smell the willows,

Who can't afford to be in the old garden.

He changed the second sentence of the sentence to Manyi City. This is one of the famous homesick poems of the great poet Li Bai, which has been passed down through the ages, and naturally heard the praise of those scholars, and the expression of looking at Xiao Jiading was full of admiration. And Zhong Wenbo was pale all over the place, his lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

Xiao Jiading was confident that Zhong Wenbo would not be able to write a better poem than Li Bai's, so he smiled and said: "I don't change the title, I still use your three topics,—— with singing, piano or flute as the theme, and make a poem in seven steps." ”

Zhong Wenbo glanced at him, closed his eyes, and slowly paced forward. His pace speed was much slower than Xiao Jiading's, and he had to stop for a long time for almost every step. As a result, when the scholars saw him laipi, they all started to make a fuss.

Xiao Jiading laughed and said, "This Brother Zhongtai, isn't it just four pieces of money?" Also take it so seriously? If Brother Tai is so stingy with this money, then it doesn't matter if he doesn't give it, he doesn't have to learn to climb the turtle so slowly. ”

The onlookers laughed. Zhong Wenbo's forehead was bruised, and he was in a cold sweat, but he didn't hear it, and he didn't open his eyes, but the footsteps under his feet were a little faster. No matter how slow it is, it is only seven steps, and it will eventually be reached.

Zhong Wenbo finally walked seven steps, but it took him more time to walk seven hundred steps than others, which caused the onlookers to coax. Zhong Wenbo still pretended not to hear, stood there, and slowly chanted:

The beautiful woman of the high pavilion plays the jade flute,

Flute edge luan line hanging silk ......

Just reciting these two sentences, Zhong Wenbo was stuck, and there was no way to continue. Standing there with a red face, I don't know what to do.

Xiao Jiading waited for a moment and asked, "Brother Tai, the time has already come, do you give this money or do you keep it for yourself?" ”

Zhong Wenbo's face suddenly turned red and white, although it was indeed a bit painful to hand over the four times of money again, but he claimed that he was also a leading person, how could he regret it in public? He could only say to his scholar: "Give it to him!" ”

The scholar sent the money to Xiao Jiading. Xiao Jiading took it unceremoniously. This time he did not hang it on the banner again, because the banner frame made of willow branches could no longer bear the four pieces of money, so he hung it on his arm.

Zhong Wenbo gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe in this evil, let's do it again!" - How much to bet this time? Four-run or eight-run? ”

Xiao Jiading smiled and said, "Of course it's eight guan money." ”

As soon as they heard that Xiao Jiading would bet all the money he had won, the onlookers were all smacked.

The scholar's scholar smiled bitterly and said, "Young master, we don't have so much money......

Zhong Wenbo turned his head and looked at the scholar. The scholar was holding a cash box, and there was only the most consistent money in it.

Zhong Wenbo boasted that he was the number one talent in Yizhou, but now he was defeated three times in a row by a scholar younger than himself, and this face had to be recovered no matter what. He stared at Xiao Jiading like a gambler with red eyes, and with a bang, he tore off a piece of jade pendant from his waist, held it up and said: "This jade pendant was bought by me for nine yuan a year ago, and the depreciation is seven yuan, plus the rest of the consistent money, how about we gamble again?" ”

Xiao Jiading shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you have to be like this, I can't say no, it's not my habit to leave when you win." Please ask the question! ”

Zhong Wenbo waved his hand and said: "This time, let's not bet on seven steps to become a poem, choose a topic that is mutually agreed, with a pillar of incense as the limit, and each of them will write a poem, how about it?" ”

Xiao Jiading secretly wondered, the topic agreed by both parties, that is, he can see if there are Tang poems that he has recited, and he has hundreds of famous poems by Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, Li Shangyin and other great poets in his stomach, and I am afraid that you will not be the first talent in Yizhou? He shrugged his shoulders again and said, "Okay." You choose the topic, I'll listen. ”

Zhong Wenbo showed a smug smile at the corner of his mouth, pretending to be a deep groan, and after a while, he said: "Previously, we were all about the scenery in front of us, but this time, how about we sigh about the ancients?" ”

"Which ancient man does Brother Tai want to sing?"

"Out of the Saiwang Zhaojun!"

Xiao Jiading was secretly happy, and there were many poems with Wang Zhaojun as the title. Among them, there are many famous stories through the ages. Not afraid to lose to him. He nodded and said, "Yes, but how to judge whether you win or lose?" ”

"How about you please judge?"

Because Xiao Jiading had made a proposal from both sides to invite everyone present to be the referee before, he generally secretly paid attention to whether the scholars in the field were familiar with Zhong Wenbo. Through observation, it seems that this Zhong Wenbo is indeed very famous, but his eyes are above the top, and he does not have much contact with ordinary scholars, so most of these scholars who are watching him have a stupid look, and when he delays time, these scholars almost laugh at him, and they are also sincerely admired for themselves, so they should not be biased towards this Zhong Wenbo.

Xiao Jiading said: "Okay! Let's go! ”

The scholar who had good deeds had already asked for an incense stick from the Jade Building, lit it, and inserted it on the ground.