Datang: Son-in-law, I beg you to come out of the mountain

Kong Yingda looked at Yang Zhuo in bewilderment!

The idiom Solitaire just now, Yang Zhuo is too good!

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zhuo didn't even think about it, so he just picked it up!
It's hard to describe how quick he is!
Kong Yingda took a deep breath, comforted herself, and calm down!

It is good to have a large reserve of knowledge, but if you don't know how to use it, it's useless!
"This round, I admit defeat! Old Wei! What is the next round?" Kong Yingda couldn't help but want to play the second round!

Good win Yang Zhuo, save face!
Wei Zheng smiled and said, "This is the second round! It's about writing poems!"

Afterwards, he took out a book, which was a book recording the plants of Tang Dynasty!

"For the sake of fairness, I flipped through the book at random. The above is He Caomu, and the two of you will write a poem on this theme. The one with the best artistic conception will win! This game is a three-game two-win system! What do you think?"

After saying this, Kong Yingda immediately felt as if he had been beaten to death!
He is best at writing poetry!

You know, when he was seven years old, he would recite poems from ancient and modern celebrities!

At the age of ten, he could point to things and compose poems!The mood is still very good!
Later, it will be even more serious!
Drinking with Lao Wei and the others, taking turns composing poems, Kong Yingda never lost!
So, when he heard that he was composing a poem, Kong Yingda was so excited that he wanted to take off!
This poem is too simple for him!

This round!If he doesn't take down Yang Zhuo, he will bark like a dog! !

"Old Wei! The old man has no objections! I agree!!" Although Kong Yingda tried his best to keep calm, the corners of his lips couldn't help showing a smile!
Yang Zhuo stretched his waist and changed to a more comfortable position to lie down.

"Then hurry up."

It's late at this time, don't delay him from taking a nap.

Wei Zheng smiled, rubbed his hands together, and turned the pages of the book with his eyes closed!

Then, I opened my eyes and saw that page, it was a grass!

"Okay! The two of you will use grass as the theme and write a poem! Time is like a stick of incense!"

After Wei Zheng finished speaking, he was about to light incense!

Yang Zhuo has already spoken lazily.

"The grass grows on Lili Plain, withering every year. Wildfires can't be burnt out, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates."

As soon as this verse came out, Wei Zheng and Kong Yingda were shocked!

I rely on!

No!That's it!

Horror!
Kong Yingda's face turned pale from fright!
This Yang Zhuo is a monster!This is more than quick thinking!It's almost like cheating!
However, Kong Yingda didn't know Yang Zhuo's details!I just think it's incredible!

"The wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze blows again! The poem is so philosophical! It's so flavorful!" Wei Zheng chanted repeatedly!
This is the first time he has heard such a good ancient poem in his life!
Simple and straightforward, but rich in content!
What's even more surprising is that Yang Zhuo came here just by opening his mouth!

"Old Kong! It's your turn!" Wei Zheng looked at Kong Yingda.

Kong Yingda had already thought about it, but after hearing that Yang Zhuo was so quick, he made such a good poem!Scared him!
"I... I'll be fine soon!"

Kong Yingda wiped the sweat from his forehead while thinking very fast!
However, under the tremendous pressure, Kong Yingda couldn't write poems at all!
Wei Zheng waited for Kong Yingda for a long while, and the incense was almost burned out!Kong Yingda has no idea yet!
"Old Kong! Are you all right?" Wei Zheng asked with a frown.

Kong Yingda faltered, and finally, he could only sigh and said: "This time, the old man loses!"

Don't be afraid!Two more chances!He didn't believe it, later, Yang Zhuo could compose poems so quickly!
Wei Zheng smiled and said, "Okay! Yang Zhuo won a round! I'll make it again!"

He closed his eyes again and turned around!
"plum!"

"The two of you will write a poem on plum blossoms!"

Wei Zheng laughed!

"plum!"

Kong Yingda's eyes lit up!
What the hell!The old man loves Mei the most!
The ancient literati and poets like Mei's integrity the most!Therefore, there are countless people who use plum to write poems!
He, Lao Kong, is one of them, and he also wrote plum blossom poems before!
"The old man has it!"

Kong Yingda's sleeves flicked!Smiled excitedly!
He made a poem about plum blossoms before!I have never shown it to everyone!

It's stock!but!It's not cheating!

Kong Yingda was shocked by Yang Zhuo just now, so at this time, she wants to learn from Yang Zhuo too!
Good to win back some face!
"Old Kong! Continue!" Wei Zheng was also happy for Kong Yingda!

If they win this time, they will win some face back for their generation!

Therefore, Wei Zheng looked at Kong Yingda eagerly!
"Xiangxue Aomei has two white heads, and the group of fragrances withers and blooms alone. The cold wind blows and the fragrance is scattered, and the sound of the cold flute is what you want."

After Kong Yingda finished singing, his face was full of pride!
This old man has a talent of seven steps! !

Wei Zheng stroked his beard and said, "Old Kong! He is indeed a great Confucian of the Tang Dynasty! Amazing! Admire him!"

Kong Yingda shook her sleeves, put her hands behind her back, and looked at the blue sky proudly.

It's a cool autumn! !

"My son-in-law! The old man is done! Do you have it?!"

However, Yang Zhuo still didn't answer.

Kong Yingda thought that Yang Zhuo was in a state of desperation right now, so he was speechless!
"My son-in-law, the old man knows that this inspiration can't be obtained in a few moments! Don't worry! The old man can let you think about it for a while!"

Kong Yingda smiled proudly.

Yang Zhuo still didn't respond.

Kong Yingda and Wei Zheng felt something was wrong and turned to look at Yang Zhuo.

"Whirring whirring"

There was a sound of sound sleep from Yang Zhuo's hair!

Kong Yingda...

Wei Zheng...

Been mad!I have never seen such arrogance!

Yang Zhuo actually fell asleep!
What the hell!Are they still playing? !

"My son-in-law! My son-in-law!"

Wei Zheng shouted a few times.

Yang Zhuo just woke up from his sleep.

"Huh? Who disturbed my lucid dream?"

"My son-in-law! Isn't this a competition for poetry! It's your turn!" Wei Zheng sighed with emotion.

This Yang Zhuo, if he is allowed to be an admonisher, he will definitely be more insane than Wei Zheng!
It will definitely make the emperor doubt his life!
"Excuse me, I fell asleep just now." Yang Zhuo stretched his waist and said.

There is no sincerity in this apology! !
Kong Yingda:  …

humiliation!Chi Guoguo's humiliation!
"My son-in-law! Please write a poem!" Kong Yingda said slightly angrily.

Only then did Yang Zhuo stand up slowly, then, shaking the folding fan, recited.

"Beside the broken bridge outside the post, there is no one left alone. It's already dusk to worry about alone, with wind and rain. I don't want to fight for spring, and I'm jealous of all the beauty. Scattered into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same."

After Yang Zhuo finished reciting, he closed his eyes slightly and immersed himself in this poem!

In other words, this poem is the smoothest one that Yang Zhuo recited back then!Moreover, I was rewarded with a notebook by the teacher at that time!
Therefore, it can be regarded as Yang Zhuo's favorite ancient poem.

After Yang Zhuo finished his recollection, he turned around and saw Wei Zheng and Kong Yingda, the two of them had exploded on the spot!

"This, this, this... this poem is so wonderful! It almost touched my heart!" Wei Zheng was so moved that he was about to cry!
"I don't want to fight for the spring, and let the crowd be jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same!"

Isn't that what he is talking about? !
He Wei Zheng, as an admonisher, didn't want to show his presence in front of the emperor!
Of course, sometimes I want to.

But it's mainly for Datang Sheji!
However, in the court, how many people understand him? !

Everyone felt that Wei Zheng liked to show off!

As for him, although he is always misunderstood and disliked, he still has no change in his nature!
Only the fragrance remains the same!
Wei Zheng: Yes!The old man has decided!Learn from the proud plums in poetry!walk my own path!Let the emperor have nowhere to go!If you are unhappy, let's talk about it!

"This poem! It's... too good!" Kong Yingda felt her legs go weak!
This poem expresses aspirations with things!too noble!So lonely!
But, why do you feel that you don't fit in well with Yang Zhuo who is doing nothing! ! ?

Could it be that he doesn't know Yang Zhuo well enough?
Misunderstood him? ? !

"The old man thinks! The son-in-law's poem is exquisite! The son-in-law wins!" Wei Zheng announced.

Because the poetry is to praise Wei Zheng, no matter how Kong Yingda goes through the back door, Yang Zhuo must win this game!

"Husband! It's amazing! It's amazing!"

Li Li asked them to become a cheerleader!

Yang Zhuo smiled, shook his head, hey!The ancients are so easy to deceive!
Anyway, idleness is idleness, how about teasing these ancients, watching them shocked and admiring, it's also quite fun!

"Next is the third poem competition!" After Wei Zheng finished speaking, he was about to flip through the book, but Kong Yingda stopped him!
"Old Wei! Don't overturn it! This round! I lost! Let's go to the next round!" Kong Yingda said without tears.

It was the first time to be run over by someone like this, and I felt that my face was full of wheel marks!
Let's go to the next round!
Wei Zheng smiled, nodded, and said, "Okay! Let's go to the third round!"

"In the third game, how about the parallel prose, you two?"

"I agree!" Kong Yingda hastily agreed!
Seeing that Kong Yingda agreed so readily, Wei Zheng couldn't help winking at Kong Yingda!
The old man!The acting is too bad!Agreeing so quickly, it was easy for Yang Zhuo to discover that the two of them had colluded beforehand!

Before he came, Kong Yingda told him that he wanted to compete in parallel prose!

If it weren't for the sake of his good friends for many years, he, Wei, wouldn't do such a thing!

However, parallel prose can indeed test one's strength!

This parallel prose began in the Han and Wei Dynasties and was most popular in the Six Dynasties.

The words and sentences in the parallel style pay attention to neat antithesis, the harmony of sound and rhyme and the magnificence of words.

Therefore, it is more difficult!
And Kong Yingda, in this regard, is particularly accomplished!

When he was in school, Kong Yingda was known as a master of parallel prose!
Do a good job of parallel prose!

And Yang Zhuo is definitely not his opponent!

It's finally time for him to avenge his shame!

Kong Yingda was so excited that his hands were shaking!

bring it on!bring it on!
Let the storm be more violent!

"parallel prose?"

Yang Zhuo looked at Kong Yingda and Wei Zheng leisurely.

"Yes! It's parallel prose. However, this parallel prose is a bit difficult. Young people nowadays don't know how to do it. That's normal. If the son-in-law finds it a bit difficult, we can..." Kong Yingda was about to show off.

"How can such a simple style of parallel prose be so difficult?" Yang Zhuo shook his head, wondering.

Kong Yingda...

I XX you XX!