"good… "
Seeing Shen Zhao opening his mouth, Chen Licheng was about to praise "good poem!", and said "good", suddenly realized that something was wrong, stared at Shen Zhao, and asked with some doubts: "You... what did you just say? ?”
Shen Zhao sighed, looked at Chen Licheng, and said, "Brother Chen, believe me, if you choose martial arts, your odds of winning may be higher."
"Brother Shen, now is not the time to joke around." Chen Licheng raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Shen Zhao's performance was very abnormal. Although Chen Licheng didn't think highly of him because of his background, he had to admit that he was extremely talented in poetry, and it was not difficult for him to write poems.
Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Shen Zhao, who wants to cling to the Chen family, to offend him on these trivial matters. In fact, he did not show any intention of refusing at first, until just now...
Chen Licheng's gaze immediately turned to the young man opposite him.
"What's the matter, what happened to Shen Zhao?" The faces of the people behind Chen Licheng showed doubts, and they couldn't figure out the meaning of what he said just now.
As for the people around him, his mind was even more confused.
"Brother Li, long time no see." Shen Zhao raised his head and cupped his hands at Li Yi.
For some reason, after seeing this person who changed the trajectory of his destiny again, his heart was calm and there was no trace of hatred.
During these days in the capital, I often think back on the past. After losing the pride of the past, I suddenly realized that the youthful and frivolous, arrogant and arrogant at that time, in today's eyes, is just a joke.
The young man woke him up with a loud slap, letting him know what a mountain is and how high it is. It completely shattered his poor arrogance, but it also allowed him to settle something that he had never had before. .
"Brother Shen, long time no see." Li Yi was also a little surprised to see the old man of Qing'an Mansion here, and also cupped his hands.
Although there had been conflicts between the two, there was no deep-rooted hatred. It was not easy to see them in the distant capital.
Of course, the most important reason why Li Yi has no hatred for him is because he took advantage at the time...
At this time, he faintly felt that the Shen Zhao in front of him seemed a little different from before.
"So they know each other."
Only then did everyone suddenly realize that it was no wonder that Shen Zhao was unwilling to stand up for Chen Licheng. If that young master was his old acquaintance, all this would make sense.
Chen Licheng's face was a little restless, and he couldn't help feeling a bit of resentment toward Shen Zhao, and said with a sneer, "Shen Zhao, do you think we can't make a poem without you?"
This time, he didn't even call "Brother Shen".
Shen Zhao smiled and said: "Shen knows that his poetic talent is far from that of Brother Li, so he won't make a fool of himself. Brother Chen and you brothers are all well-known talents in the capital, and they are talented. Naturally, there is no need for Mr. Shen."
He naturally understood the meaning of Chen Licheng's words. He was afraid that after today, they would no longer be able to tolerate themselves, but these were not important anymore. These days, they only wanted to cling to others, but there seemed to be something blocked in their hearts. The sentence just now After speaking, I suddenly felt the long-lost joy.
No matter how conceited Chen Licheng was, he was never so conceited that he was better than Shen Zhao in poetry and prose. He only thought that what he said just now was a word of humility. However, he couldn't compare to Shen Zhao, could he not be compared to an unknown boy
"Have you thought about it? If you really can't write poetry, you should admit defeat as soon as possible." Chen Licheng snorted coldly, stopped caring about Shen Zhao, and asked Li Yi.
"What poetry are you doing, go home and dream."
Being forced to copy poems, Li Yi has experienced many similar things. Li Yi has lost interest in this, waved his hand, and said: "What's the point of fighting all day long, can you stop doing this?" childish… "
"Let's go..." He patted the little fat man on the head, turned around and walked towards the exit.
The little fat man hurriedly took the little girl's hand, and trotted after her, "Brother, wait for me..., the bun seller in front, you also wait!"
Chen Licheng stared blankly at the back of them leaving, his face turned blue and white, and his chest was churning with hot blood.
Just go--what's the matter
Even if you want to leave, you have to apologize and break the legs of those servants before you can leave!
"Stop!" Chen Licheng said loudly, and was about to catch up, when the young man who followed him turned his head, showing two rows of white teeth, and said with a smile: "Follow me again, and your legs will be broken together." !"
After the harsh words, Li Xuan laughed twice, feeling extremely happy, and quickened his pace to catch up.
There was only a group of people left in place, looking at each other in blank dismay.
The people around who wanted to watch the fun were obviously a little disappointed. They thought there would be a wonderful literary competition and two excellent poems, but they didn't expect that one side would retreat without a fight.
But think about it, knowing that Wendou is no match for Chen Licheng and other talents, if he really writes poetry, he will be humiliating himself, and it would be better to retreat like a rascal like this.
"How unreasonable!" Chen Licheng's face no longer had the slightest trace of elegance, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.
"Check, after you go down, you must check the details of those two guys!"
Suffering this great humiliation, if he can't avenge his shame, I'm afraid he will be depressed forever in his heart.
"Brother Licheng, why should you be so angry? The left and right are just two cowards. They don't even have the courage to fight Wendou. Thinking about it, they are illiterate and can't even write a decent poem... The left and right are two Idiots, after today, there will be no place for them in the circle of scholars in the capital."
"Extremely, extremely!"
"Brother Lu is right!"
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…
One of the people beside Chen Licheng offered a word of comfort, and the rest of the people showed contempt in due time, and echoed them one after another.
As for the onlookers, although they felt that Chen Licheng and other talented scholars proposed a literary battle, it was a bit unfair, but those two young masters didn't even have the courage to fight. Although they were wise, they didn't have the backbone of a scholar.
"Haha, I don't have any ink, I'm an idiot..." At this moment, there was an undisguised laugh from the crowd.
The laughter was harsh, and everyone turned their heads to look.
"It's Shen Zhao..." After discovering the source of the laughter, everyone was taken aback.
"What are you laughing at?" Chen Licheng glared at him viciously and asked.
Shen Zhao covered his stomach, out of breath from laughing, pointed at Chen Licheng, and said, "Chen..., brother Chen, the fan on your waist... can you lend me a look?"
Seeing Shen Zhao's appearance, Chen Licheng was startled. At this time, what kind of fan do you want? Isn't this Shen Zhao crazy
I heard that once this person becomes crazy, he can do anything. If he doesn't follow what he said, who knows what he will do. There is a trace of fear on Chen Licheng's face, and he will fall from the waist soon. Handed over the wearing fan.
brush!
Shen Zhao spread out the fan with a wave of his hand, and said with a smile: "Write this song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" on the fan, I think Brother Chen likes it very much?"
Chen Licheng took a step back, thinking that he liked this "Water Tune Getou", what's the matter with Shen Zhao
Shen Zhao stopped laughing, took a strange look at the gifted scholar who said "I don't have any ink" and "Idiot" just now, and said, "When will Brother Lu write a poem that surpasses this "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"?" Come on, let’s talk about other people’s lack of ink!”
Returning the fan to Chen Licheng, he laughed and said, "Brother Chen, you don't need to check him anymore, that idiot brother with no ink on his chest is—Qing'an Mansion, Li Yi!"
Seeing the expressions of Chen Licheng and the talented scholars all changed, Shen Zhao felt extremely happy in his heart, laughed a few times, turned and left without looking back.
Qing'an Mansion, Li Yi.
Although he didn't know his appearance, this name was no stranger to talented scholars and beauties in the capital.
The pretty face under the curtain was full of shock, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she took out the round fan in her arms to take a look, there was "Magpie Bridge Immortal" embroidered by her own hands.
In this world, the best way to become famous is to write a good poem.
No matter where the poem first appeared, it will be known by the scholars of the Panorama Kingdom in the end, and it will be passed down forever.
"How could it be, how could it be..." Chen Licheng muttered to himself with a blank mind.
The talented man surnamed Lu was blushing, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.
The onlookers were astonished, and several poems involuntarily appeared in their minds.
After the curtain left, Miss Qianjin blushed slightly, and looked towards the exit of the Plum Blossom Forest from time to time.
At this time, no one would think that the person who left had retreated without a fight.
That's disdain...
He was right, Chen Licheng was extremely stupid and childish compared to the gifted scholar Wendou's poems who wrote "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" and "Magpie Bridge Immortal".
Shen Zhao was really not modest just now, he was treating this matter as a joke from the beginning to the end, so what about Chen Licheng, what about Jing Guo talents, they can make all the women in the world whisper in the boudoir "If the two loves last forever For a long time, how could it be day and night", embroidering the poems they wrote on the handkerchief stitch by stitch
They can't!
Thinking of this, everyone looked at Chen Licheng, and immediately became weird.