This Xu Xuan chatted frivolously, and was pushed out of the hospital by others, but he was hoarse and screaming.

Everyone knows that the wild boy is based on Cao Gong's "Short Song Xing" and then composes poems, but the meaning of the angry scolding in the poem is obvious.

It is tantamount to a slap in the face of the young man's review in public, and he bursts out with monstrous anger in his heart.

Lin Tingzheng and several family heads stood up angrily when they heard this, pointed at Xu Xuan, who was about to go away, and said angrily: "Let him shut up!" Shut him up! Such a fanatic, it's simply ...... It's just ......."

"Hahahaha...... I borrowed Cao Gong's text to scold Er and other scholars and other scholars, and the scholars present, who can be compared with me! Hahaha...... If you kind of you're going to kill me! If you let me go alive, you warriors will be disgraced! ”

"Stop! Tell him to stop! ”

Mrs. Zheng was also so angry that she beat her chest, this kid is too crazy, it's easy to kill him, but today's incident spread.

Where does the face of the Youzhou Shi clan exist?

Now, Mrs. Zheng regrets it extremely much, she shouldn't let these untouchables who agree to come in.

These poor untouchables are here to stir up trouble!

Although Xu Xuan's poems are vulgar and borrowed from others, he can change the works of others in an instant to scold the people in front of him, which is also a kind of ability.

Coupled with the struggle when he was tied up and dragged by the family just now, the ruthlessness came up, adding a bit of momentum to the poem.

"Good, good! You're not convinced! Today, I will let you take a look at the poems of our scholars! Zheng Tai'a shouted loudly, and then shouted angrily at the younger generation present, "You, who has the courage to compete with this Han Shi!" ”

Although Zheng Tai'a's performance is righteous and strict, it is full of momentum.

But after speaking, all the children of the scholars in the garden were silent.

Mo Fei, who came out to relieve the siege earlier, wilted in vain.

Young people have the bottom in their hearts, and they all know that this matter cannot be forced.

If it's better than it, but if it's not comparable, won't it become a joke? It will also become a disgrace to the nobles.

As long as you don't stand up, it will be the entire Shi clan that will be scolded in the future, not a single person.

This account is clear to whoever calculates it.

The scene froze, and the head of the Zheng family was very embarrassed.

"You ...... You guys...... Did no one dare to come out? ”

Xu Xuan had been let go by the family, and when he saw the sight in front of him, he laughed wildly: "Hahaha...... The children of the scholar clan are all gutless rats! ”

"You...... You don't want to be rampant, I'm ...... I have a poem. ”

In the crowd, an abrupt voice suddenly came.

All went to the owner of the voice.

I saw that not far from Lin Tingzheng's side, Lin Xun walked out.

Lin Xun!

Who doesn't know the young master of the Lin family?

But who would have thought that it was the young master of the Lin family who stood up?

Isn't this the number one gentleman in Pi County?

He...... How did he ......

"Hahaha......"

Even some of the children of the scholar clan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

What kind of trouble is this forest found? Does he think that the current scholars are not ashamed enough?

Can this young master write poetry? Isn't Mo dreaming?

The laughter around him came and went, Lin Tingzheng's brows also wrinkled together, and he turned around and shouted: "Go down, this is not the time for you to join in the fun!" ”

"Dad, I really wrote a poem!" Lin Xun is serious.

Lin Ting was so panicked that he was sweating all over.

Xin said that his son could indeed write poetry, but what he wrote was the kind that could laugh off his big teeth.

Reading his son's poems in front of so many people, Lin Ting was eager to find a hole to get into.

In the distance, Lin Xiang'er was also anxious: "Oh, Lin Xun, that kid came out to make a scene!" ”

"Miss, don't worry."

A small head suddenly came out of Xiang'er's side.

"Xiaocui, when did you come back?"

"Just now! My uncle asked me to give the young master something, and the young master must be fine. ”

……

"The son of the Lin family, right? Hahaha...... I have heard of the name of the gentleman for a long time, but I don't know that I still have the ability to compose poetry, and I really want to see it today. Xu Xuan laughed and mocked below.

Seeing that Lin Xun refused to retreat, Lin Tingzheng couldn't stop him, so he could only let him come up and be embarrassed.

"Hey!" Lin Tingzheng sighed and covered his old face helplessly.

Lin Xun turned his back and looked at the paper in his hand again, before he stepped forward and raised his head and said:

"Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine, and I tried the curtain people, but the begonias were still the same. Do you know, know or not, it should be green, fat, red and thin. ”

……

The scene fell silent instantly.

An indescribable strange emotion passed through the hearts of all the people of the young year.

The poem is simple, and it is imprinted in everyone's hearts after reading it in public.

"Do you know, do you know, should it be green, fat, red, thin......"

Zheng Liangqiu read slowly, the preserved fruit in his hand seemed to be no longer fragrant, and he didn't know if he slipped from his fingertips and fell to the ground, and his eyes were hazy unconsciously.

After a long time, Fang asked in a low voice: "Xiang'er, how can your younger brother have such talent?" ”

Lin Xiang'er was also shocked, grew her mouth, and kept shaking her head: "Impossible...... It's impossible...... Lin Xunhe...... He never understood poetry. ”

Everyone's reaction was the same as the two young ladies.

In addition to shock or shock, these short twenty words are infinitely poignant, but they are subtle, and there are countless twists and turns hidden in the short frame, but they are worth a thousand words. Who would have thought that the faint drunkenness that could be read in the poem is exactly the right thing for the wine. The best thing is the final 'green, fat, red and thin', concise image, precise and delicate.

How could this be a poem that a young master could write?

How is this possible?

Xu Xuan was also dumbfounded, and pinched his thighs fiercely, it didn't feel very real.

The elders in the back looked at Lin Xun like monsters.

"Xun'er, this ...... Is this really your poem? ”

Lin Xun had never enjoyed the feeling of being looked up to in his life, and looking at the admiration of these mortals, his heart was a little fluttering.

raised his head and said proudly: "It's just a small order, why worry about it." ”

"Wizard! Wizard! Mrs. Zheng couldn't help but admire, "The Lin family has a genius!" ”

But at this time, Xu Xuan below roared angrily: "Impossible!" You didn't write this poem! This poem is tactful, clearly from a woman's hand, how could it be that you are a stinky boy who has not dried up? ”

Xu Xuan's questioning is also in everyone's hearts.

Although the poem just now is beautiful, it is too tactful, like a woman's work.

It came out of a man's mouth, and it always felt a little weird.

But Lin Xun is a child of the scholar clan, and even if he has doubts, no one dares to point it out to his face.

Although Lin Tingzheng was also suspicious in his heart, he would never expose his son at the moment, and hurriedly scolded: "Ridiculous, this is your humble temperament?" How rampant was it when no one dared to respond before? Now when you see someone else's poetry is better, you suspect that someone else has written it? ”

"I ......" Xu Xuan was speechless, not knowing how to answer.

But Lin Xun was complacent, and took two steps forward: "It's just a poem, how simple it is, I'll write you two more men's poems." Listen up!

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.

Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio.

The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me.

Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring.

I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess.

When they wake up, they mingle with each other, and when they get drunk, they disperse.

Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan. ”

Turtle ......

A bunch of people are stupid again.

The previous song was amazing enough.

A long poem followed is tantamount to proving that he can write not only short sentences, but also long essays.

He can write not only women's words, but also men's poems.

Is this still the young master?

It's just unreal.

Xu Xuan's eyes had already declined, and he boasted of his outstanding literary talent, but he was actually abused by a young master.

Such a poem is difficult to make in his life.

Xu Xuan was ashamed, bowed deeply to Lin Xun, and shouted: "I lost!" But the poor man does not lose! ”

After speaking, the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and he fainted.

Lin Xun had never been so excited, his heart was surging, and he shouted: "Eh, eh...... Don't be in a hurry! I've got it here! I still haven't read a poem! ”

And also?!

Everyone's backs were cold, and they said in their hearts that Young Master Lin is a god of poetry?

Lin Xun was so excited, he had never been a protagonist once, this feeling was so cool!

I was about to recite the poem again, when I suddenly couldn't remember it clearly, so I quietly turned around and turned the paper out again, wanting to relive it again.

Before Lin Xun could look at it, the secret weapon in his hand had been snatched by his father.

"Daddy......"

Lin Tingzheng immediately hid the paper and glared at Lin Xun: "Enough is enough!" Tell me more about it later! ”

……

Pixian is boiling.

When Bai Song was still in prison, he heard a jailer reading Li Qingzhao's sister's "Dream Order" and Li Bai's brother's "Drinking Alone Under the Moon".

Bai Song smiled, knowing that it was the young master of the Lin family who shined on the second day of the young age review and saved face for the scholars at a critical moment.

During the Zhenguan period, it was the era of the rise of poetry and literature.

A good poem brings more discussion to the people than can be imagined.

It's just that several inmates are expressing their opinions, and they all say that they used to underestimate the young master of the Lin family.

Unexpectedly, the young master of the Lin family was talented and unparalleled in the world.

At dusk, Xiao Cui rushed into the prison as quickly as possible.

All the way back shouted at the top of their voices: "Uncle, uncle......"

"Shhh What are you yelling about? ”

Xiao Cui's face flushed with excitement: "Uncle, look who's coming." ”

Behind Xiao Cui, a thoughtful person walked slowly.

Bai Song immediately stood at the door: "Xiang'er?!" There you are? ”

Lin Xiang'er followed the cell leader, her face was full of joy, and she whispered, "You, you!" Don't get into trouble again! ”

Before Bai Song understood for a while, he saw the cell boss open the door and patted Bai Song on the shoulder: "Bai Gongzi, you can go." ”

"May I go?" Bai Song couldn't believe it, this was shorter than expected, and the little year review was not over yet.

Xiang'er whispered: "Hmph, others don't know, but my father knows it in his heart." You should think about how to explain to your father when you go back. ”

"Explain? What to explain? ”

"Of course where those poems come from."

"Huh?" Bai Song was taken aback, "Xiaocui, you sold me so quickly?" ”

Xiao Cui shrunk her neck: "Uncle, it was the young master who was accidentally discovered by the master and forced to ask by the master, Xiao Cui didn't dare not say it." However, my uncle doesn't have to be nervous, this time my uncle has made a great contribution to the Lin family, so my uncle won't blame him. Otherwise, he would not have resisted the pressure of the Zheng family and let his uncle go out early. ”