Although Zhao Luosheng's official position is not high, he has a great influence among the local scholars in Yangzhou, and with him endorsing Wei Chen, at least in Yangzhou, no one will question whether Wei Chen is the author of "Linjiang Immortal".

Feng Hanzhang's face changed, and he still couldn't swallow this breath after all, he wanted to test Zhao Luosheng's tone to see if there was any possibility of continuing to plan.

After thinking for a moment, Feng Hanzhang spoke: "Mr. Zhao, will this poetry meeting continue?" ”

Before Zhao Luosheng could answer, Yang Lin, the president of the Drunken Poetry Society below, smiled bitterly and said: "Once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud." As soon as Wei Xingyun's "Linjiang Immortal" comes out, who will dare to go up and offer ugliness? ”

The poem that Qin Ming chanted earlier was Yang Lin's proud work, and Yang Lin was expecting Qin Ming to defeat Wei Chen in one fell swoop with this poem.

But as a result, Wei Chen's song "Linjiang Immortal" was shocking, and Qin Ming had no power to fight back at all, and was directly defeated.

Looking at this situation, the Canglang Poetry Society will definitely not be able to withstand it, and the next one to appear, Bacheng is their drunken poetry club.

But can the Drunkard Poetry Society beat Wei Chen?

Yang Lin is really bottomless in his heart!

In order to avoid the drunkard poetry society copying the tragedy of the Canglang Poetry Society, Yang Lin can only choose to avoid the edge for the time being, so that he can still save a little face.

As soon as Yang Lin said this, the rest of the poetry societies echoed it, and none of them were willing to become Wei Chen's next opponent.

Zhao Luosheng couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he saw that all the poetry societies had avoided the war, anyway, he was already satisfied when he heard a song "Linjiang Immortal" today, so he said: "Then let's stop here today." ”

Just as everyone was about to go back to their respective homes, Feng Hanzhang came out again: "The poetry meeting is about to disperse, why don't you ask Brother Xingyun to write a poem as a conclusion?" Brother Xingyun can make a masterpiece like "Linjiang Immortal", presumably this finishing work will not be bad! ”

Feng Hanzhang's implication is obvious, didn't you Weichen know it by birth, didn't you make a world-shattering work like "Linjiang Immortal"? Okay, you can make another song for everyone to see!

If Wei Chen's poems are as good as "Linjiang Immortals", then Feng Hanzhang naturally has nothing to say, but if Wei Chen can't write them, then it is debatable who the author of "Linjiang Immortals" is.

At that time, even if Zhao Luosheng protects him again, I am afraid it will be useless, and even Zhao Luosheng himself will be implicated.

Wei Chen glanced at Feng Hanzhang and couldn't help shaking his head and sneering.

This guy is a smiling tiger, and his ability to hide a knife in his smile is a must, and he is the best at leading people into his preset logic traps.

But so what? In the face of absolute strength, all intrigues and tricks are in vain.

Want to test my poetry skills?

Okay, then I'll be with you to the end!

Wei Chen took a deep breath and arched his hand at Zhao Luosheng: "Please give me a question!" ”

Zhao Luosheng was a little silent, he had lived for such a long time, how could he not see that Feng Hanzhang was deliberately making things difficult for Wei Chen.

But Feng Hanzhang spoke without leaking, and he was extremely polite on the surface, and Zhao Luosheng was not good at directly vetoing his proposal.

What's more, Zhao Luosheng really wanted to see if Wei Chen could bring him a bigger surprise.

So Zhao Luosheng coughed lightly, waved his hand and said, "Let's take this matter as the topic." ”

Wei Chen knew in his heart when he heard this, Zhao Luosheng wanted him to defend himself, his eyes swept over Feng Hanzhang coldly, and almost without thinking, he shouted loudly:

"The danger is not in the chest,

What a strange floating cloud through space.

Thirty thousand miles of quiet seas,

The moon is bright and the tin is blowing in the sky. ”

This "Oceanwide" is Wei Chen's favorite poem in Mr. Yang Ming's poems, and it is just right to use it here.

In just four sentences, Wei Chen's free mind and strong self-confidence were vividly displayed, and Wei Chen's disdain for Feng Hanzhang's narrow view of right and wrong was expressed.

For Wei Chen, Feng Hanzhang is like a "floating cloud" in the poem, leaving no trace in his heart.

Feng Hanzhang is also a talented man in the school, so he can naturally feel the clear and clear state of mind in Wei Chen's poems, and when he looks at Wei Chen again, he can't help but feel ashamed of himself.

After a while, Feng Hanzhang lowered his arrogant head and stared at the ground in a daze, without saying a word.

As for Yang Lin and others, who were already jealous of Wei Chen, they were even more respectful and awe-inspiring to Wei Chen at this time, and they all turned their heads and praised the wonder of Wei Chen's poetry.

Let them come forward to challenge Weichen?

No kidding.

Most people still know how many pounds and taels they have.

Zhao Luosheng originally had a trace of doubts about Wei Chen, but when he heard this song "Oceanwide", which had a lofty artistic conception, this trace of doubt disappeared in the end.

Wei Chen has both the bearing of a great Confucian and the demeanor of a celebrity, how Zhao Luosheng looks at it and how pleasing to the eye, and even has the idea of accepting apprentices.

Even if Wei Chen already has a teacher, but the teacher can't only worship one, if Wei Chen's teacher is just a small person like a showman, Zhao Luosheng is bound to grab this disciple.

Zhao Luosheng glanced at Feng Hanzhang, who was standing on the side, and sighed lightly: "Today's poetry meeting ends here, Wei Chen stays and returns to the mansion with the old man." ”

Although Wei Chen didn't know what Zhao Luosheng had done, he still gave his hand and said: "The old man's order, the student dares to disobey." ”

……

The sun sets and the moon rises, in the study of Zhaofu in Yangzhou, an old man and a young man sit opposite each other.

Zhao Luosheng picked up a sunspot and put it down calmly, then looked at Wei Chen, and said with a smile: "The old man won this game again." ”

Wei Chen smiled bitterly: "The old gentleman has superb chess skills and deserves to be a big player, where is the opponent of the student?" ”

Wei Chen also played Go in his previous life, but he was not even an amateur, and Da Zhou's Go was very different from his previous life, if Wei Chen could play Zhao Luosheng, who had lived a lifetime, he would be a ghost.

As for this life, Wei Chen has been concentrating on the way of righteousness, and he has never had time to be distracted to study chess.

In the final analysis, Wei Chen has been in this world for too little, and it is not easy to specialize in one of the imperial examinations, how can he be comprehensive.

As the saying goes, a gentleman is good at chess, and playing chess is a necessary skill for the upper circles, and there is no one in the court who has poor chess skills.

It's still early to leave the hometown and have enough time, so Wei Chen should also spend some time on Go.

Otherwise, when you win the Jinshi in the future, enter the Hanlin Academy, and play chess with your colleagues for fun, you will inevitably be laughed at as a stinky chess basket, and you will lose face and lose your hair.

Zhao Luosheng pointed to the boxy chessboard, and said in a deep voice: "Don't underestimate this chessboard, although it is only the size of a palm, but to achieve vertical and horizontal shut-offs, advance and retreat from the heart, you have to go through tempering." You are still young now, and you may not understand what the old man said to you, but it will take a few years to step into the officialdom before you will have some understanding. ”

Wei Chen bowed down and said, "Mr. Xie's teachings, students must remember them. ”

Zhao Luosheng waved his hand: "At the age of the old man, he has no desires and no desires, and he just hopes that there will be a few more talents in his hometown." ”

He went around in a circle, and finally came to the point: "The old man sees that you are talented and intelligent, are you willing to worship the old man as a teacher?" ”

Zhao Luosheng's tone was earnest, but Wei Chen's face was embarrassed when he heard this, and he got up and said: "The old gentleman appreciates the kindness, and the students are grateful, but the students already have teachers, but it is not good to change to others." ”

Zhao Luosheng had expected that if he was as talented as Wei Chen, he must have worshiped the teacher early, but Zhao Luosheng was quite confident in his reputation, so he just asked: "Who is your teacher, but a person from Jiangnan?" ”

Wei Chen said truthfully: "The family teacher Zhuang Zizhong, known as Mr. Qingteng, is a person from Ji'an, Jiangxi. ”

"Bang dang!"

Zhao Luosheng stumbled under his ass and almost knocked over the chessboard on the eucalyptus.

After a while, Mr. Zhao, who had regained his seat, coughed lightly and asked Wei Chen with an embarrassed face: "Isn't Mr. Qingteng only lecturing and not accepting disciples?" ”

Wei Chen bowed his head and said: "Wei is a shallow learner, and it is thanks to his mentor who does not give up that he has the honor to serve left and right." ”