Chapter 116: Irony
There is no cumbersome charter for the tea party, everyone comes just like a gathering of friends, talking, laughing, and drinking tea.
This state has always been Yang Xiu's favorite.
Or rather, he likes to be lively, so he called everyone together.
But at the same time, he didn't like constraints very much, so everyone was a little more casual.
However, as the guests came almost now, Yang Xiu was finally going to start his own game, and if he just drank tea and chatted, he would be a little bored.
Someone came here to win the game so that he could ask Yang Xiu for conditions, so when Yang Xiu stood up and said that he wanted to play a game, these people suddenly became very excited.
The people who were present were all wealthy families, so although they were playing games, it was impossible to say that they were playing that kind of interesting game like some variety shows.
Playing games here is mostly related to elegant things, such as poetry, calligraphy and painting, etc., anyway, a lot of Chinese culture things are played.
Yang Xiu stood up and thought for a while, but this meeting was a bit long, but everyone didn't have the intention of urging, a few minutes later, Yang Xiucai said: "Recently, I have been obsessed with poetry, and I feel that my Chinese literature is profound, it is really unpredictable. β
When these words came out, everyone present couldn't help but get excited, and Sun Shan was even more so, their family's business had deteriorated in the past two years, and he came this time to let Yang Xiu support him.
Because of this, he even did not hesitate to spend a lot of effort to help his son chase Li Jiaojiao, he knew that Yang Xiu liked Chinese studies, and Li Jiaojiao was very good at this, bringing her here today was to let Li Jiaojiao help.
Li Jiaojiao here, in fact, what she doesn't see for Sun Jianhong is true love, everything is just for her own reputation, although she is a best-selling author, but her financial resources are completely incomparable with the Sun family.
And with the Sun family, she can enter high society.
Both sides can be said to take what they need, so she followed.
Today's first game, Chinese Poetry, is completely in her hands.
And when she was secretly happy, Li Jiaojiao couldn't help but glance at Tang Mu's side, today she planted a heel in Tang Mu, and when she tried poetry later, she had to find this field back.
"Elder Yang, is this poem both ancient and modern poetry okay?"
Yang Xiu nodded: "Both ancient poetry and modern poetry are fine, but I personally prefer ancient poetry, everyone has their own ability." β
Yang Xiu naturally likes modern poetry, but relatively speaking, he prefers ancient poetry, ancient poetry is more literary, and modern poetry is also good, but he thinks that many modern poets in China write poems that are really not good, they are simply a sentence split into a few sentences, what is there to see?
After Yang Xiu said this, some people knew it in their hearts, and others secretly smiled bitterly, feeling that they had no ability in this area, so they didn't come out to show their ugliness.
There are many things in this world that many people can do, but there are some things that no one can do if they want to, such as literature, and among literature, writing poetry is the most exquisite, and only some professional people can write it.
Of course, limericks are nothing, but on such occasions, no one will take out limericks to be embarrassed, to be made fun of, but to lose their family's face.
Therefore, after the game started, there were not many people who actually came out to write poems, and there were only about a dozen people, and a dozen or so people were certainly not small, but they were really not very many.
And among these dozen or so people, most of them are not from these wealthy families, most of them are people they invited to have a hard relationship, such as Li Jiaojiao and others?
These people are also well-known in the literary world, so although the poems they write are not particularly amazing, they are also considered to be stable and very good.
Yang Xiu is also quite skilled in this regard, after a person finishes chanting, he will also comment on one or two sentences, he doesn't have to care about the feelings of these people, good is good, bad is bad, so most of the people have been slightly criticized.
Of course, there are also a few people whose poems are good and have been praised by Yang Xiu, such as Li Jiaojiao's poem.
Li Jiaojiao wrote a long poem about Yuefu, writing the story of a wealthy son who acted recklessly and ran away from home, and then couldn't get along and could only come back.
Obviously, her poem has the meaning of reflecting Tang Mu.
And her poem is a bit clichΓ©, but fortunately, she has a strong literary foundation, the words are very exquisite, and the poems are very beautiful, so she suppressed the idea or something.
For this poem, Yang Xiu praised a lot of words, obviously, if no one can surpass this poem, Li Jiaojiao is afraid that she will win.
Sun Jianhong saw these on the side, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, as long as Li Jiaojiao wins, it will be much easier for their Sun family to turn over.
However, when Sun Jianhong was thinking like this, he suddenly saw Tang Mu talking and laughing with people next to him, as if he didn't take this seriously at all, and he didn't have the slightest intention of coming out to compare.
He suddenly got a little angry, Li Jiaojiao's side, naturally she also had this meaning, her poem reflected Tang Mu, didn't he hear it?
If he hears it, won't he be angry?
Soon, Sun Jianhong smiled at Tang Mu and said, "Tang Mu, I heard that you also write lyrics, don't you want to play this game today?" β
Sun Jianhong said, and Li Jiaojiao also echoed: "Yes, write a poem for us all to see." β
As soon as the two of them spoke, many people present looked at Tang Mu, they were not stupid, thinking of Li Jiaojiao's poem just now, it was clear who Li Jiaojiao was satirizing in her poem.
Everyone wanted to know what Tang Mu's reaction was, and at this time, Tang Shi looked at Tang Mu with a cold face, his son didn't like to behave, and he wasn't very forced.
But if someone comes to the door and he doesn't dare to resist, then he doesn't like it a little.
You can be low-key, but you must not be cowardly and afraid.
Therefore, Tang Shi hopes that his son will stand up bravely, whether he can win or not, but he must have an attitude of courage to challenge.
Everyone looked at Tang Mu, Tang Mu secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, he wanted to hide from many things, but he couldn't hide from it, he didn't want to slap Sun Jianhong in the face, but he died by himself, so he couldn't blame him.
He will make Sun Jianhong and Li Jiaojiao regret calling him out.
"Writing poetry can be said to be my old profession, so naturally there is no problem."