Chapter 39: Wen Dou
"Haha, today's young people are really courageous, and they can't accept the old anymore. Ling Tian looked at it, an old man dressed in jet-black clothes, holding a feather fan in his hand, and his long beard could be braided, this old man reminded Ling Tian of Zhuge Liang.
"Mr. Gongsun, teacher. As soon as the people looked at it, they bowed down respectfully.
"Get up, get up, Gongsun Yang hurriedly stretched out his hand to call everyone up, I can't stand it," Gongsun Yang saw that everyone got up, and then sat down, the throne in the center was left for him, it seems that he is the organizer of this party and did not run away.
"Young man," Ling Tian heard Gongsun Yang call him, and nodded when he got up, "Hello old man." For this kind of real everyone, Ling Tian respects it from the bottom of his heart.
"I heard the party making a fuss in the back just now, so you must be the protagonistγγγγγ It's the first time I've seen a young man who dares to make a fuss in the palace. Gongsun Yang stroked his beard, his eyes were also full of surprise, it was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, the emperor had drunk too much, and he had already gone back to the palace to sleep, otherwise if he was to patrol the party, he might not be able to point out what kind of mess, thinking of the current emperor is also a very troublesome person, Gongsun Yang is very headache.
"Uh... Ling Tian scratched his head and didn't know what to say, admit it, he would definitely fall into this old guy's trap, don't admit it, so many people are watching, it's better not to speak. Ling Tian simply stopped talking.
"Alright, that's over. Hearing Gongsun Yang say this, Ling Tian took a big breath, but before he could catch his breath, he heard Gongsun Yang say, "I heard just now that you want to marry my apprentice?" Gongsun Yang finally got to the point, looking at Ling Tian with blazing eyes.
There are many people chasing him, but there is no such arrogance as this kid, not to say it in front of so many people, but also to challenge me, thinking of this grandson Yang is also bitterly smiling, let's give him a step down in a whileγγγγγ
"That's right, I want to ask the old gentleman. "Ling Tian also scolded this old guy in his heart, I'm talking about bubbles, when did you say you got married? Hmph, let you know what Chinese culture is.
"Ahem," Gongsun Yang was obviously choked, "this kidγγγγγ β
Dongfang Qian hurriedly ran to Ling Tian's side and whispered, "You are stupid, Mr. Gongsun Yang is the number one talent, don't make trouble, besides, you are not allowed to chase Song Ling'er." β
Looking at Dongfang Qian's overturned vinegar jar, Ling Tian had no choice but to persuade, "It's okay, I'll try." β
Ling Tian took another step forward and said in a deep voice, "How does the old gentleman want to compare." β
Ling Tian's series of actions really stunned everyone, and Song Ling'er also flashed something in her beautiful eyes at this time.
Dongfang stomped his feet angrily, "This bastard." β
"You are not worthy of challenging Mr. Gongsun, let me tell you what strength is. At this moment, a young man in a white robe with a sword brow walked to the center of the hall.
"Under Yang Yan. The man in white hugged his fists and introduced himself.
"Ah, it turned out to be Yang Yan, one of the four great literary sons, and his literary attainments are said to have reached a certain level. There was a lot of talk.
"Eye-catching? Ling Tian took a sip, "Come on, eye-catching, what do you want to do." β
"Let's compare poetry, don't you want to marry Miss Song, then take Miss Song as the theme, whoever writes better poems will win?" Yang Yan patted the feather fan and asked Ling Tian.
"Good. Ling Tian thought it was too boring.
"That's a stick of incenseγγγγγ Before Yang Yan could say the limit, Ling Tian interrupted him.
"No need, one stick of incense is too long. "Ling Tian is just a blockbuster if he doesn't make a sound.
"What, you... Yang Yan was speechless by Ling Tian.
I saw Ling Tian close his eyes, slowly take seven steps forward, and said, "A real talent, seven steps into poetry." β
After finishing speaking, Ling Tian opened his eyes, looked at Song Ling'er, and said in a deep voice, "There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. One look at the city, and then look at the country. β
This is the poem that Ling Tian is most familiar with to describe beautiful women, and even writing love letters in the past is a little old-fashioned, and finally used today.
The crowd fell silent.
After listening to this, Song Ling'er was even more beautiful, and her mouth kept repeating Ling Tian's poem just now.
Dongfang Qian bit her lip, "This bastard... Obviously very jealous, "No, I'll ask him to write it for me when I get back." β
"Okay, good, seven steps into poetry, seven steps into poetry, a smile and a country, such a good poem, a real talent. Gongsun Yang was amazed after listening to it, it was really a good poem.
"Alluring the country... Everyone couldn't help but come up with such a picture in their minds, a beautiful woman was slim, turned around with a refreshing smile, and really captivated the country and the city.
"Big brother," Song Zuo on the side was about to kneel on the ground and worship, it was really amazing.
"You cheat!!" A discordant voice sounded.