Datang: I played synthesis in Zhenguan

"Grandpa, do you want me to go out and teach this kid a lesson?"

Zheng Rentai didn't expect that the eldest Sun Chong would throw the blame on his grandfather, and he was very angry. As the Zheng family in Xingyang, how could he let outsiders bully his grandfather.

"It's okay, small scene, watch me"

He didn't panic at all, he lifted his foot out of the box door, and the mocking voices in Yufeng Tower became even louder as soon as he entered the stage.

"Hey~ I said who is it? It turns out to be the farmer of the Zheng family!"

"No, how can a farmer know how to write poetry?"

Some people laughed at him, because Zheng Renjing was famous for supplying food and vegetables to Chang'an, and his ability to farm the land was recognized by everyone, but he had never heard of Wuwen.

Moreover, Zheng Renjing was not from the Zheng family in Xingyang, and everyone knew Chinese and ink in his chest, so some people who were jealous of him or disliked him from other aristocratic families took the opportunity to laugh at him.

Otherwise, for the younger uncle of the Zheng family in Xingyang, all those present would have to bow and salute when they saw him, and the younger generation would have to kowtow twice to show respect.

"Who says my poem is not good?"

He didn't care about these people's comments at all, as if these ridicules were just the fart of a group of people who don't know how to read.

"Xiao Langjun, you'd better go back and farm the land. This poem is written in nonsense, and you dare to use it to make a fool of yourself."

"Yes, Mr. Xiao Lang, listen to my advice and go back to farming."

This was exactly what the uncle and nephew of the Lu family said. Lu Yuancheng had long held back his bad intentions to embarrass Zheng Renjing, but he didn't expect him to be delivered to him.

How could Lu Yuancheng let go of such a good opportunity at this time, and wanted to humiliate him severely.

"Who are these two guys?"

Zheng Renjing didn't recognize the Lu family's uncle and nephew, but Zheng Rentai did. The two uncles and nephews had a lot of opinions on the Zheng family in the court, and Lu Yuancheng's attack on the farm last night by the eldest grandson was also the work of Lu Yuancheng.

"Grandpa, these two are Fan Yang's Lu family, Lu Yuancheng and his uncle Lu Xinzheng, the Lu family has been at odds with us recently"

After finishing speaking, Zheng Rentai glanced at Chang Sun Chong, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, the Lu family had something to do with Chang Sun Chong.

After hearing this, Zheng Renjing looked at Zhang Sun Chong again, then looked at Lu's family, and understood, it was these two guys who instigated Chang Sun Chong and Fang Yi to run into him. Unexpectedly, Lu Zhai, the enemy, met here.

"Fan Yang Lu's family is just a group of ignorant villains who can't even recognize good or bad poems. It's really ridiculous."

In front of everyone present, Zheng Renjing insulted Fan Yang's Lu family's children in an open and honest manner, which made Lu Yuancheng and Lu Xin half dead.

"Zheng Renjing, how dare a child with a yellow mouth insult my Lu family?"

"Think of me as the heir of the Lu family's poems and books. I have a collection of over ten thousand books, which is like a pile of cows and countless books. My knowledge is a hundred times higher than yours."

"The Lu family is also worthy of your insults!"

Lu Yuancheng jumped and scolded the street, the spittle almost flew over, but fortunately they were still some distance away.

"A hundred times more knowledgeable than me?"

Zheng Renjing looked at Zheng Rentai, then at the surroundings, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Yellow-mouthed boy, he is disrespectful to his great-grandfather. The Lu family doesn't know anything, so they learned to be stubborn, right?"

"These are just some small works written by my great-grandfather casually. If my great-grandfather takes it seriously, you are not even worthy of listening to it."

Zheng Rentai stood in front of him like a rooster in battle, blushing and thick necked.

"It's your Zheng family who lost their talents. You have no talent to write such crooked poems."

Lu Yuancheng curled his lips and smiled contemptuously. No matter what Zheng Renjing said now, he couldn't wash away the influence of crooked poetry.

"Crooked poems, it seems that your appreciation ability is not enough."

"This poem is just some playful sentence patterns in it"

Zheng Renjing smiled contemptuously. That poem was "Quatrains" by Du Fu, the sage of poetry. Even elementary school students would recite it today, but the simpler the poem, the more extraordinary it is.

"You throw out the sentence that you hang from the southeast branch and read it again. Is my poem good or not?"

Zheng Renjing was extremely confident, which shocked everyone present, yes, except for those self-proclaimed jokes, what is this poem like?

Liao Meiren hastily unfolded the paper in her hand, and used a brush to erase the sentence hanging from the southeast branch.

Then the poem is fully presented.

"Two orioles sing green willows, and a group of egrets ascend to the sky."

"The window contains the snow of thousands of years in Xiling, and the gate is anchored by the boat of Dongwu thousands of miles away."

It is really a poem about scenery. After reading this poem for the first time, it is catchy and easy to sing.

After careful study, a vibrant natural scene rushes towards the face, and a fresh and relaxed atmosphere lingers between the lines.

"This poem is wonderful"

Liao Meiren couldn't help but praise, Lu Yuancheng and Lu Xinzheng were also surprised, they didn't expect the first few lines of this poem to be really a good poem.

"Mei Liao is right. I was the one who underestimated Mr. Zheng's family just now. This poem is really a masterpiece."

Liao Meiren is explaining to everyone

"The first two sentences of this poem, two and one, one vertical and one horizontal, and a short cross outlines two beautiful scenes, and the last two sentences are also a sentence and a scene."

"This poem is written in the Fu method, which is completely natural and just right without showing any traces. It is really rare."

If this poem was written by a person who was over seventy years old, everyone present would be convinced, but this poem was written by a 16-year-old boy, and he was still the farmer in their mouth.

This gave them a solid slap, and the person who laughed the most just now wanted to find a crack in the floor.

They laughed so hard, they were just like Lu Yuancheng, Bai Ding without the ability to taste.

"Boy of the Lu family, do you know you made a mistake this time?"

"Correct poetry, you are afraid that you will not be able to write such poetry until you die."

Lu Yuancheng's face was on fire. He had the upper hand just now, but he didn't expect this to change.

The people who had just laughed at Zheng Renjing's crooked poems suddenly turned around and laughed at Lu Yuancheng's lack of appreciation ability, which made them lose their minds.

"Hmph~ It's just a poem I made by accident. I, Lu Yuancheng, will definitely surpass him in the poems I write in the future."

Zheng Renjing chuckled, this kid from the Lu family is quite stubborn not to admit defeat, the key point is that he really has him if he doesn't talk about the present in the future.

"I'm here today to see beauties, but I don't have time to argue with you idiots."

Zheng Renjing looked at Liao Meiren
"Miss Liao, this poem has been recognized by everyone, you keep your word, it's time to take off your veil."

He brought everyone's attention back with one sentence, that's right, they came to Yufeng Tower for the beauty of the oiran, how could they be half-hearted.

"Zheng Langjun, don't worry"

Liao Meiren didn't want to take off the veil at this point, she originally planned to wait until the last link to take off the veil, but she didn't expect her eldest grandson to rush in and lead out a good poem.

Now it's difficult for her.

"Just now, the little girl made an agreement with the eldest grandson Langjun, but the one who can write poems is the Zheng family Langjun"

"Is this a bit of bullying the little girl?"

Liao Meiren's eyes were full of autumn water, her eyes were provocative, and there were some crystal tears in her eyes every time she blinked, as if he was really a bully.

"Hu Meizi, what kind of flirting is there, I really want to pull out those eyes"

Chang Le sat in the box and pointed at Liao Meiren and cursed bitterly