If it is a short chapter that focuses on writing skills, with the talents of the talents, you can catch the words one by one, and barely match them. Even if it's not completely neat, you can finally come up with something to cope with the scene.

However, in the face of such a long connection, he has no clue and no way to start. The couplet of more than 100 words will take a while to read it. Chen Tang's couplet has a treacherous style, and the most exquisite last sentence "Ask me, whose thing is this half of Jiangyue", is the finishing touch. Not only does it coincide with tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival, but it also expresses a certain kind of compassion and compassion, scratching the itch of a group of literati.

I was speechless.

Song Youyou and Zhu Qingshan glanced at each other, shook their heads, and their faces darkened.

This one, I'm afraid I can only admit it.

If given a few days, they may be able to figure out a link, but it is not in the environment.

Song You arched his hand and said to Ah Lai, who was guarding the stairs: "This little brother, can you invite your son-in-law to come down and see him?"

Before Ah Lai could answer, he heard the sound of stairs, and Chen Tang and Ah Bao walked down.

Tonight's events are so unexpected. With so many people stuck here, it's not a way to do it after all. So after thinking about it, Chen Tang decided to come down and solve the matter well. In fact, he was just passing through Jiangzhou to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival in the city. Who would have wanted to toss such a turmoil, and even has a tendency to intensify.

Seeing Chen Tang, Song Aoyou and others were surprised and envious of his youth. Coupled with the handsome skin, in everyone's hearts, there is an inexplicable sense of sourness. However, Chen Tang does not have a beard, and he is not very in line with the mainstream in terms of aesthetics, and he looks like a little white face.

Chen Tang stood, bowed his hand to the scholars, and said loudly: "Under Chen Tang, I will be appointed by the imperial court and go to Nanfu County, Ningzhou as an official." Passing through Jiangzhou, it coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival. I scribbled on my hand and made this couplet. Unexpectedly, it disturbed everyone and gathered here, which was really unexpected. Thank you for your understanding. It's late at night, so let's all disperse. ”

His tone was neither arrogant nor humble, and he did not mention his identity as Tanhualang, for fear of offending everyone's fragile nerves again.

Zhu Qingshan said: "I am Jiangnan Zhu Qingshan, I heard that Chen Tanhua specially came out with this long couplet, to compete with the Jiangnan literary circle." ”

Chen Tang blinked: "There is no such thing. ”

Reaching out and tearing off the pen and ink, it was crumpled into a ball.

"Wow!"

When everyone saw this, they were in an uproar and felt very sorry. The pair is exquisitely written, the words are even better, and if they are framed, they must belong to a classic. But in the hands of Chen Tang, it became a ball of waste paper in a blink of an eye.

But there is no way, the pair is made by others, and the pen and ink are written by others, how to deal with it, outsiders can't speak.

Chen Tang clapped his hands: "The pair is gone, let's go home." I'm going to take office tomorrow. ”

Song Aoyou took a step forward: "Chen Tanhua, we have been waiting here for a long time, and your Excellency wants to send you away after a few words?"

Chen Tang asked, "What do you want?"

"I want to ask you to say the next link. ”

Song said.

"Yes, let's talk about the next link. ”

The scholars shouted in agreement.

Chen Tang arched his hand again: "This couplet was obtained by chance, but I don't know the next couplet, so I can't write it for the time being." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was dumbfounded and speechless.

In the literary world, such a thing is not surprising. Not to mention couplets, it is to compose poems and lyrics, and this is often the case. Occasionally, a good sentence is written, but it is not a chapter, and it will take a few days, or even longer, to write a complete work.

Hearing that Chen Tang couldn't say anything about the next link, everyone felt a little more comfortable in their hearts.

Chen Tang was reluctant to complete the couplet, which made sense. It's equivalent to getting off the donkey and letting so many people have a step down. Otherwise, it will be a real headache.

Things have come to this point, and it won't be interesting for everyone to stay here any longer. Even in my heart, I still feel unhappy, but I have nothing to say. After all, Chen Tang has never said in person who he wants to challenge, and everyone is here, completely following the trend and joining in the fun.

Besides, people are going to be officials, not just Tanhualang, and they will soon have real power.

So, when the news spread, the scholars gathered outside began to leave in groups. While the time is still early, you can also go to the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference to enjoy the moon.

In the inn, Song Youyou and Zhu Qingshan still refused to leave, and looked at Chen Tang with burning eyes: "Tanhualang, it's better to meet by chance." Since it is a festive season, why don't you invite you to participate in the poetry meeting, drink wine to the moon, and sing in the wind?"

The poetry club in their mouth should be the top in Jiangzhou Mansion. There are a large number of talents, as well as beautiful women, which can be described as a gathering of heroes.

In the hearts of the two, they were still unconvinced after all. So he invited Chen Tang to the poetry club, so that he would have the opportunity to compete. In terms of poetry, they boast that they are no worse than anyone else, and they are bound to win a prize.

However, how could Chen Tang have the idea of a stormy snow? He Tianxuan had also invited him before, and he had already thought about declining politely; at present, he was even less interested in the invitation of the two: "Good intentions, but I am tired all the way, and I want to rest early, so I will not go to this poetry meeting." ”

Zhu Qingshan still did not give up, and said loudly: "As the saying goes: it is difficult to be generous. Tanhualang is proud, talented, and must be full of literary brilliance. I'm waiting for Jiangnan scholars, but I'm looking forward to seeing Tanhualang's masterpiece. ”

This is a bit of a strong man's difficulty.

Chen Tang glanced at him and said indifferently: "It's true that I can't go to the poetry club, but I can take one of the poems." ”

Zhu Qingshan raised his eyebrows, he was afraid that Chen Tang would not enter the oil and salt, and if he didn't speak, there would be nothing to be done. As long as you reply and recite poems, you will immediately have a loophole to exploit and make a judgment. Either way, something has to be faulted.

Immediately smiled and groaned: "Please Tanhualang speak, I will listen to you." ”

Chen Tang put his hands behind his back and chanted loudly: "When is the bright moon, ask Qingtian for wine." I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace......"

A song "Water Tune Song Head", Lang Lang said. This is the ultimate killer of the text copyist, the work of the town altar, even if Song Zhu is a famous Jiangnan genius, but under this word, you can only get a "listen" word.

When they heard the concluding sentence "I wish people a long time, thousands of miles together", the two of them lost their souls, and there was no longer any arrogance and arrogance.

At this time, there were still many scholars staying in the inn, and they also heard this "Water Tune Song Head", and their faces were wonderful:

It turns out that this is Tanhualang!

After chanting, Chen Tang bowed his hand, made a salute, climbed Dengdeng, and went upstairs to sleep.