Lin Yuan.

The spring breeze blows the new green of the garden, and the peach blossoms of the trees hang on the branches.

A group of scholars in Confucian shirts and gauze crowns sat around a gazebo, drinking and flying flowers, and exporting chapters, so that they could not be at ease.

"Liu Che is here!"

Someone suddenly ran over and shouted, and the gazebo fell silent for a moment.

After a while, someone chuckled and said, "This eldest son Liu, which brother has contributed to this year?" ”

"Isn't it among the brothers? Tell me about it! Tell me to wait and analyze the poems first! ”

"Brother Wang, what you said, even if we are Chinese, it is impossible to sell the poems that we are most sure of, and the poems that are sold to Liu Dagongzi are at most those that can be put on the stage! A gentleman loves money, and he takes it in the right way! ”

"Haha, what a 'good take'! I, Tang, have listened to a new solution! ”

As soon as a few scholars sang and harmonized, everyone laughed more cheerfully.

Amid the laughter of the crowd, a young man wearing a brocade robe but with iron bracers tied to his wrists walked in with several young men in short shirts.

The servant who followed behind him was holding two thin dogs with different coats but shiny in their hands.

The group's attire was incompatible with the scholars who drank in the forest garden.

The young man at the head is the eldest son of Liu in the mouth of this group of readers-Liu Che!

He is the youngest son of Zheng Guogong's family, and he is a disciple of Jiangmen, and the reason why this group of scholars will call him Liu Dagongzi is that Liu Che likes to buy poems!

The price spent is quite a feeling of being wronged!

Hence the name Liu Dagongzi!

Liu Che bought poetry, not because he liked poetry and wanted to blend into the literati circle, but because he wanted to use poetry to suppress readers.

and Qin Yu are the two most bizarre among the disciples of the generals!

However, Liu Che's reputation is much better than Qin Yu among the disciples of Jiangmen, although the disciples of Jiangmen feel that Liu Che's approach is very strange, but Liu Che is really going to be bullied by the scholars, and the disciples of Jiangmen will definitely be the first to help!

"Mr. Liu, I bought it again this year... No, is there anything new this year? Say it, let me wait for an appreciation? ”

A person sitting at the stone table in the pavilion saw Liu Che's eyes looking at him, and immediately asked out loud.

"Young Master Zhang is also here! Today, your sixth master came here to hear what poems you sour Confucians can make! Listening to your sour poems every year, the roots of the six masters' teeth hurt! Regarding Zhang Heng's provocation, Liu Che directly scolded back.

Zhang Heng is the third son of Zhang Qian in the fourth product, and he can match his identity, Liu Che is eyeing him, and he was teased by him a few years ago.

"In that case, Grand Prince Liu will retreat on his own, and you won't like it here anyway." Zhang Heng glanced at him and said sarcastically with a gun and a stick.

"You sour Confucians, you really don't like the sixth master, but the sixth master wants to see you sour Confucians drop your bookbag! It's interesting to listen to you recite your best poems. ”

Liu Che's two sentences properly offended the scholars in the pavilion, if it weren't for Liu Che being Zheng Guogong's youngest son, there were so many people gathered around him, and these readers wanted to rush up and slap his stinky mouth.

Zhang Heng snorted unhappily, anyway, the words are not speculative, just ignore it!

"Come on, come on, let's go on! Don't let some idle people who don't know how to learn and not know how to stir up the fun. ”

Hearing Zhang Heng's rather happy counterattack, the readers in the pavilion laughed one after another, and their expressions immediately unified.

Ignore Liu Che directly!

The biggest harm is to be ignored!

Liu Che was really ridiculed and ignored again!

His face turned a little black all of a sudden, and when it came to this kind of lip service, he really couldn't fight these guys who ate with their mouths.

"A bunch of sour people! Since you think poetry is powerful, how about we fight poetry today? ”

Liu Che is a teenager after all, and when he was provoked like this, he was about to start the purpose of coming here today.

When they heard this, their hearts were like mirrors.

It seems that Liu Dagongzi has bought some 'good poems' again.

Zhang Heng stood up from the stone bench, took a few steps forward, with a slightly mocking smile in his eyes, and said, "Okay! Why don't you come up with the question? ”

Comparing poetry with a reader, isn't that just like letting a reader go to the battlefield with a sword to kill the enemy?

"It's just the time of spring, let's take Yongwu as the theme!"

Zhang Heng gave him a roll of his eyes, listened to the first half of his sentence, and thought that he was going to take spring and spring scenery as the theme, but he didn't expect the second half of the sentence to be a song?

Too far-fetched, right?

However, Zhang Heng can figure out what kind of poem Liu Che bought!

"Yongwu is Yongwu! Young Master Liu, will you come first? ”

"Huh! I'm afraid that as soon as my poem comes out, you won't be able to match it, isn't that boring? Give you a chance, and I'll kill you again in the end! ”

"Rough!" Liu Che's clamor made Zhang Heng spit out two words directly.

"We have a lot of people here, and we don't bully you! Only three poems! If you can win two songs, you win! ”

Even if it is a rough blank like Liu Che, Zhang Heng also talks about the rules!

"Hurry up! The Sixth Master doesn't have so much time to wait for you! Seeing them fighting, Liu Che strode into the pavilion.

The people who came with him immediately began to drive away the scholars in the gazebo.

Forced by the movement of the two thin dogs baring their teeth, the scholars who were driven away also dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

In the pavilion, Jing Wei is clearly divided into two camps.

"Brother Zhang, count me in on this matter!"

Among the scholars who were angered by Liu Che's behavior, one person immediately stood up.

"Yes!" Zhang Heng glanced at him and nodded.

This person's poetic ability is still obvious to all.

"Duanrui, how about you and I each make a song?" After selecting one person, Zhang Heng ordered one person, although the person he selected was slightly younger than them, and his poetry attainment was not inferior to them.

"Wish!" Xu Qing'an, who was ordered by Zhang Heng, also agreed.

If Liu Che hadn't driven people away just now, he might not have participated, and would only be a spectator in the crowd.

Liu Che's action of driving people away also angered him!

I have to give Liu Che a little color to see!

"You've chosen it, how about the time to give you a stick of incense?" Liu Che sat on the stone bench and asked, crossing Erlang's legs.

Anyway, he has memorized the poems, and the length of time is of no significance to him.

"Half a pillar of incense is enough!"

The first scholar to stand up to the battle shouted angrily.

Yongwu, this subject is too broad, and it is not a specific object, if the poem can't be written, then what book does he read and what poems do he make?

Zhang Heng frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy in his heart!

In the time of a stick of incense, they have enough time to think and polish, and now the direct time is halved, and they will definitely not be able to make the poems they have in their hearts!

It's all said, how can there be any reason to take it back?

Isn't that underestimating?

"Half a pillar of incense is enough!" Zhang Heng and Xu Qingan glanced at each other and recognized this time.

"Huh!" Liu Che smiled, feeling that this group of sour Confucians was not very good.

With a wave of his hand, he suddenly shouted, "Light the incense!" ”