Su Qingyi glanced at Fang Haoran complainingly, and said faintly: "Why did you come so late, I am worried!"

"What, are you still afraid that I won't be able to slip away?" Fang Haoran said with a smile, "If you can run a monk, you can't run the temple, but I live in a natural residence, if I offend you, the proprietor, I won't be asked to roll up the bunk and sleep on the street!"

"It's good to know, then you have to write a few good poems today to give me more face!" Su Qingyi said with a smile. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't worry, today's poet is none other than me!"

"Boom ......" Su Qingyi glanced at him. Although she felt that Fang Haoran was a good learner, she didn't believe that Fang Haoran could win the poetry in any case, you must know that in addition to some famous students in Qiantang Mansion present today, the key is Liu Qigongzi, a disciple of Shijun!

Seeing the intimate appearance of the two, King Jiangyin's face was very gloomy, and he looked at Fang Haoran and said: "I don't know what kind of talent this Fang Yun brother has, he is fortunate to be able to sit with the Su family for three lives, if he doesn't show some real talent, even if this king doesn't care, everyone here will be unhappy!"

"Yes, I haven't heard of this kid before, how can I sit with the Su family......" Someone sat down and said dissatisfied.

"It was the slave family who invited Fang Gongzi to come!" Su Qingyi chuckled, "The prince doesn't know yet, Fang Gongzi wrote a peerless couplet in the natural residence three days ago, and now it is already famous in Qiantang." ”

"What, he's Fang Haoran, so young?" someone exclaimed.

"It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves!" a scholar in his forties on the table sighed, "I also heard about the events of that day, to be honest, Liu Qigongzi's "free guest" couplet is already a rare good couplet, I didn't expect Fang Gongzi to be able to write a unique couplet for the ages, it is really a great talent!"

Zhu Wen, the fat man in the tail seat, looked at Fang Haoran in surprise, and exclaimed: "I said why did I hear that Brother Fang's name is so familiar today, it turns out that the eternal peerless union was made by Brother Fang, I really don't know the true Buddha in person!"

On the side, Liu Ruming's face turned pale, he glared at the fat man Zhu Wen fiercely, suddenly stood up, and said in a deep voice: "The couplet is just a small Tao, poetry is the avenue, I don't know how Brother Fang's poetry is, but I really want to see it!"

The people around were silent for a while, looking at Liu Ruming in surprise, and many people sighed in their hearts: Liu Ruming's couplet was suppressed by Fang Haoran that day, and now I hear everyone praise Fang Haoran so much, it's no wonder that I can be in a good mood.

"As Ming said, this king also wants to see the talent of Fang Gongzi. The king of Jiangyin clapped his hands and smiled, "It's better to be like this, this king happened to get a pair of authentic calligraphy the day before yesterday, who of the two of you wrote a good poem today, and I will give this authentic calligraphy as a color to whom, how about it?"

The book is genuine?

Everyone gasped, the book saint has been dead for three hundred years, and there are only a handful of authentic works in the world, all of which are worth a thousand gold, and the king of Jiangyin is willing to take it out and give it away, which is really a great courage.

Everyone looked at Fang Haoran and Liu Ruming's gaze, and they couldn't help but be faintly jealous.

Liu Ruming's eyes also flashed a trace of heat, his grandfather Liu Gongquan is also a generation of calligraphers, if he can give the true calligraphy to his grandfather, his grandfather will definitely be very happy, and his position in the Liu family will be as stable as a mountain at that time.

Thinking of this, Liu Ruming stepped forward excitedly and thanked King Jiangyin, as if the true handiwork of the book saint was already in his bag. Then Liu Ruming walked up to Fang Haoran and asked condescendingly, "Do you dare to compete with me?"

Fang Haoran looked directly into the other party's eyes and said lightly, "Why don't you dare?"

Liu Ruming said to the king of Jiangyin: "Since it is a competition, please set a time limit." ”

King Jiangyin smiled deeply, nodded and said, "Then take the kung fu of a cup of tea as the boundary!"

When everyone heard this, they exclaimed, the kung fu of a cup of tea is too short, this is not only a test of talent, but also a competition of speed.

"Lord Wang!"

Su Qingyi stood up and objected, and said: "The effort of a cup of tea is too short, I am afraid it is difficult to write high-quality poems in such a short time, how about limiting it to one hour?"

King Jiangyin waved his hand and said, "An hour is too long, and the big guys are still waiting." ”

Saying that, the king of Jiangyin looked at Liu Ruming and asked with a smile: "Can you write a good poem with a cup of tea?"

"Absolutely!" Liu Ruming said in a loud voice. He had already received the title of the poetry meeting three days ago, and he had already written a few poems to prepare, not to mention the kung fu of a cup of tea, even if he was asked to write on the spot, it would be no problem.

Everyone didn't know that it was boring, and they were amazed by Liu Ruming's talent and self-confidence.

Su Qingyi's heart was exquisite, and he saw at a glance that this was a bureau set up by King Jiangyin and Liu Ruming, and he wanted to open his mouth to oppose it.

Governor Jiang suddenly spoke: "Since Liu Qigongzi can write good poems, we should also believe in Fang Gongzi, and this official agrees to limit the time of one cup of tea!"

These words obviously seem to be praising Fang Haoran, but in fact they are digging a pit for Fang Haoran, if Fang Haoran doesn't agree, wouldn't he admit that he is not worthy of his name?

Su Qingyi frowned, and looked at Governor Jiang deeply, she didn't know the grievances between Fang Haoran and the Jiang family, so she didn't understand why Governor Jiang would do this.

"Do you dare to agree? If you don't dare, admit that you are not worthy of your name, get out of here obediently, and don't use some rhetoric to deceive everyone Su from now on!"

Su Qingyi said coldly: "I befriended Fang Gongzi, what do I have to do with you?"

Fang Haoran pressed her hand slightly, and said lightly: "I promised, let's start the timer now!"

"Young Master Fang, don't fall for their agitation!" Su Qingyi persuaded in a low voice.

"It's okay!"

Fang Haoran shook his head and said with a smile: "Do you remember what I just said? I said that this time the poet is definitely me, how can a mere Liu Ruming withstand me?"

Rumble!

The people present were in an uproar, who is Liu Ruming? That is a dignified disciple of the poet, and no one in the entire Qiantang Mansion dares to be confident that he can beat Liu Ruming in poetry, but in Fang Haoran's eyes, Liu Ruming is just a mere one. I don't know whether to say that Fang Haoran is arrogant, or confident!

"Vertical arrogance!" Jiang Zhifu slapped the case and said angrily: "Come on, drive out this arrogant person who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

"Wait, it's the first time in my life that I, Liu Ruming, have seen someone who despises me so much, isn't it a pity not to see Brother Fang's great talent?"

Liu Ruming turned his head to look at Fang Haoran, and said angrily: "I really said that Brother Fang likes to watch people jump into the river, if you lose today, how about jumping off this boat?"

Boom! Everyone was shocked, this was a five-story building, even if there was water below, it was not trivial for a thin scholar.

"What if you lose?" Fang Haoran looked at the other party lightly.

"Haha...... I'm going to lose?"

Liu Ruming looked up to the sky and let out a burst of wild laughter, and then picked up the pen and wrote, "I will let you see the strength of Shijun's disciples today." ”