Zhao Ta watched carefully, but shook his head while watching, he couldn't say that it was bad, nor could he say that it was good, it was just decent.

In fact, there are not only poems on the wall of the flower platform, but there are also two short poems in the middle, but they are not very good, just neat.

The poems and articles of the Mid-Autumn Festival have been written for many years, during which the scenery and the moon are depicted, the joys and sorrows are separated, and the predecessors have almost said it all over again, and it is extremely difficult to write the kind of blockbuster thing that will be passed on to future generations.

But although it is difficult to become famous in one fell swoop, it is not impossible to write a popular article and be sung by the world, but there is no song on this flower pillar wall that can be done, and it is mediocre.

Zhao Ta roughly read these poems, frowned slightly and shook his head, really out of sight.

Next to him, Zhao Fujin and Zhao Yan were also watching, Zhao Fujin looked slowly, but Zhao Yan was ten lines at a glance, and then said: "Second brother, how are these poems written?" ”

Zhao Ta didn't want to comment, and said lightly: "It's okay." ”

Although Zhao Yan doesn't have much literary talent, but he has knowledge, listening to Zhao Ta say this, he couldn't help but know in his heart, and said: "That is the average writing, I said how to read it tastelessly, and I forgot the last sentence after reading the next sentence." ”

Zhao Fujin was on the side: "You can remember ten lines at a glance." ”

Zhao Yan said: "No, it's still not written with any literary brilliance, where can it be compared to the second brother's poetry, but as long as the second brother's is read, it will be difficult to forget in my heart." ”

Zhao Ta listened to his praise, but he didn't feel anything, the poems on the wall were really average, decent, plain like water, and barely read.

At this moment, a soft snort suddenly came from the side, and then a voice sounded: "This brother is invited." ”

Zhao Ta turned his head and saw that it was a famous scholar, and the scholar performed Confucian etiquette, Zhao Ta returned the salute and said, "What is the matter with Brother Tai?" ”

Shizi said: "When I saw my brother Tai looking at the article on the pillar wall, I couldn't help shaking my head, why do I ask?" ”

Zhao Ta smiled when he heard this, this is a fault finder, it is estimated that either his own poems are hanging on it, or his friends' are on it.

He doesn't want to speak, there is no need to talk to the other party about this, literati, the more he talks, the more energetic he becomes, if you talk to him, he will argue with you, and he probably won't stop if he doesn't argue a winner.

If he didn't speak, the scholar's face was difficult to look at, and he felt that Zhao Ta looked down on his family, and he didn't even bother to explain.

However, there is indeed one of his poems on the pillar wall, and it is still in the head, but he spent a lot of effort and took half a year to fill it in, just to make a name for himself at the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting.

As soon as this word was recited on the stage, it was applauded, and several doctors in the school praised it, and then pasted it on the pillar wall, and he was proud in his heart, and after getting off the stage, he glanced at it from time to time, and used it beautifully.

Originally, he was standing there to find someone to show off, but all the people around him were familiar with each other, and it was difficult to speak, so he just saw Zhao Ta squeezing up, so he watched silently, as long as the other party saw the poems on the pillar wall and showed a shocked look, it would show his identity and let the other party admire.

But who knew that Zhao Ta didn't have any shock on his face, but shook his head while watching, and even had the same look from beginning to end.

If the other party just looks at one or two of them and shakes their heads, but they just watch all of them, and it's still like this, is this all invisible? That's a bit too arrogant!

And at this moment, the other party didn't even want to answer, his natural face was extremely ugly, the original good smug mood was gone, he took a sharp breath, and said again: "Brother Tai, the next poem is also on the pillar wall, I see Brother Tai shaking his head, obviously I think it is inappropriate, and I ask Brother Tai to give me one or two advice." ”

Zhao Ta glanced at him when he heard this, and frowned, he had already expressed his attitude just now, and this scholar was still pasted, and he was really a little confused.

At this time, another scholar near the left side quipped: "Brother Yan, although you write this word and we look good, but you haven't met a master, this brother is brilliant at a glance, and your word will definitely not enter the eyes of this brother." ”

Zhao Ta glanced at the scholar, these two have a grudge, otherwise why would they fan the flames.

The scholar surnamed Yan was suddenly angry, glared at the scholar and sneered: "Brother Jiang, this brother watched the poems, but he shook his head from beginning to end, how can he just look down on me writing this poem!" ”

Zhao Ta sighed in his heart when he heard this, this one is more complicated than the other, and they are all literati, and their words are full of scheming.

He didn't want to mess with these scholars, and was just about to signal Zhao Fujin and Zhao Yan to leave here to change places, when he saw Zhao Yan on his toes and said proudly: "If the writing is not good, no one is allowed to shake his head?" My second brother writes a hundred times better than you! ”

The corners of Zhao Ta's mouth twitched when he heard this, are you doing this on purpose? He looked at Zhao Yan, only to see Zhao Yan stretching out his hand and pointing at the pillar wall: "Just these things, my second brother ...... with his feet"

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled away by Zhao Fujin, and then stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.

Although the scholar surnamed Yan over there listened to half of the words, he didn't know what Zhao Yan was going to say, and his face turned blue for a while, even the scholar surnamed Jiang next to him didn't look good.

It's humiliating, what is it called to use your feet...... As the saying goes, a soldier can be killed, not humiliated, you can say that I write badly, but you can't say that what I write with my feet is better than mine?!

The scholar surnamed Yan said angrily: "Brother Tai, can what Brother Ling said be true?" It's for brothers...... Feet to write, better than me? ”

His words were so loud that many people immediately turned their heads to look at them, and when they found out what was going on, those scholars also showed angry looks.

Zhao Ta reached out and touched his chin, he didn't say that, it was all Zhao Yan's kid who did something from it, can this kind of thing be said?

Even if it's not bullshit to belittle the other party's poetry, it doesn't matter if you don't know anything about it, it's worthless, you can't say that what you write with your feet is better than the other party, this is not a poem review, this is scolding!

He suddenly felt that no matter what the reason, it was definitely right for Emperor Daojun to demote this kid, and if it was him, he would have to whip two more whips to relieve his hatred.

Zhao Fujin stepped forward with a red face and said: "The two sons forgive me, the younger brother is not more troublesome, talking nonsense, and if you have offended, please ask Haihan for one or two." ”

Her voice was like a warbler's song, although she was still young, but she had a faint stunning posture, originally Yan Shizi was angry, but after seeing Zhao Fujin, she couldn't help but be stunned, and then her expression eased down, her face was also a little red, and she cleared her throat and said, "Brother Ling...... Brother Ling is really rude. ”

Zhao Fujin wanted to continue to say two words of apology, but unexpectedly, his hand was loosened at this moment, and Zhao Yan immediately shouted again: "Fifth sister, I'm not wrong, the second brother is better than them even if he writes with his feet!" ”

This time it was heard from a distance, many people looked here, Zhao Fujin was so angry that he dragged Zhao Yan to the side, and then looked at Zhao Ta with an apologetic face: "Second brother......"

Zhao Ta glanced at Zhao Yan, only to see that this kid lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, obviously on purpose, he said lightly: "It's okay." ”

"Deceive, deceive people too much, just deceive people too much!" The student surnamed Yan was already stammering angrily at this moment.

The students next to him also became more and more angry: "How can it be so humiliating, if you are really talented, it is better to compose a poem to see it." ”

The scholar surnamed Yan also said to Zhao Ta: "This brother, what Brother Ling said is true?" If it's true, ask Brother Tai to compose a poem, if it's not true, ask Brother Tai to apologize! ”

Zhao Ta looked at the angry scholars around him, and thought to himself that it was impossible to apologize or something, just composing poems here, is it really good?

(End of chapter)