Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 196 Peach Talisman?

boom!
The onlookers on the field completely exploded at this moment.

"I keep saying that the people of Tubo are following the etiquette of the Central Plains, with disheveled hair and unshaven beards. What do they look like?"

"A barbarian is a barbarian. Don't think that if you wear this Confucian robe, you are a student of Confucius. We Confucius don't have students like you."

"Hehe, it's not just Confucius, even the students of our Tang Dynasty academy don't dare to accept such an arrogant person. People who don't even know how to be modest and questionable, how can they talk about playing chess?"

"Come on, it's fine to have a show, you can show off your talents, whoever makes our Tang Dynasty a country of etiquette, we should be tolerant."

Among the miscellaneous words, several aliens with sunken eyes and leather felt hats moved onto two low tables and laid them on the stage.The barbarian woman who had danced earlier held the pen and ink in her hand and presented it.

Ignoring the words around him, the previous man swung the hem of his wine-red shirt, sat cross-legged at the table, and wrote quickly.

In a short while, the last stroke was heavily drawn, the ink was dried, and the children of the barbarians unfolded it in their hands and showed it to everyone.

Parrot Island, the boat on the island, the water pushes the boat to stay on the island.

With a graceful figure and black and white letters in hand, he walked around the high platform and showed it to the people of Tang Dynasty.

Peach charm?

When the people present looked up at the couplet, they frowned slightly.

To say that this couplet is something that every household is familiar with. After all, at the end of the year, many people will put up bamboo boards and hang them at the door to scare away the legendary Nian beast. Way of praying.

But upon closer inspection, there is another mystery in this couplet.

The literati of the foreign race in Tubo stood up with the help of the case, stepped on the red velvet carpet, and explained.

"At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a talented man who had a close relationship with Kong Rong, Mi Heng."

"When Huang She had a big banquet for the guests, he wrote the famous sentence 'Qing Qiang Jia Jia Jin Yu, every sentence wants to fly' on Yingwu Island."

"Since I have entered the Tang Dynasty today, I will use this as a couplet, and I hope you will make a couplet."

After the voice fell, there was a little commotion in the entire venue, and many people whispered.

Sitting next to the open window, the arrogance on his face dissipated, and instead showed a hint of surprise and disdain.

"Pretending to be a ghost, such deeds that have never been publicized, I am afraid that not many people know about them, so I will still tell them."

"Do some of these things, but in the end it's just a peach charm!"

Hearing Cheng Chumo's nagging, Li Xian didn't say a word. As a good friend of his own, he was not very interested in these literati things, so it was comfortable and normal to have these words.

Staring at the hanging scroll for a long time, Li Xian smiled with great interest, raised the teacup to his mouth and took a sip.

"The handwriting is not bad, quite a bit of Xizhi's legacy, but every time the pen is written, there is a touch of hostility, and the sharp edge destroys the beauty instead."

"The story is true. The Shanglian fits the place name, and we are very familiar with the Datang area."

"This Tubo envoy at least worked hard on the topic."

Cheng Chumo, who was sipping his tea, was startled when he heard Li Yi said so, and looked over.

"Really? Didn't this story come out of a trick?"

"Unexpectedly, this barbarian is not good-looking, but he is indeed capable."

Looking down at the figure on the open ground, Cheng Chumo asked.

"Is it difficult? Will there be no one to fight?"

Li Xian put down the teacup slowly and smiled faintly.

"We Tang people have a profound background, so it's not difficult."

When the voice fell, a sound suddenly came from the open ground

"I come!"

When the crowd looked back, a thin scholar with a dignified face pushed aside the crowd and walked out slowly.

Most of the onlookers are ordinary people, so they can naturally see that this homophonic "Shanglian" is not easy to match. When they see someone coming out to fight, they spontaneously applaud and cheer.

The thin scholar stepped onto the stage slowly, stood upright, and greeted each other with crossed hands.He didn't report his family background, and sat down to write with a pen.

In an instant, it was completed.

Luoyang Bridge, buckwheat under the bridge, when the wind blows, the buckwheat moves and the bridge does not move.

A picture scroll with the breeze blowing and the swaying vegetation unfolds in front of you.

The words are against each other, and the accent is written.

The artistic conception is different, but there is indeed the same combination of movement and stillness in the picture, and it is actually a seamless confrontation!
"it is good!"

Cheers suddenly erupted from the crowd, and the tall and strong men understood the general idea and applauded first.

The dignified faces of the surrounding people slowly relaxed, looking at the scrolls hanging together, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay! Completely face to face!"

"Look, there is no one in Tang Dynasty, and we scholars can match your peach charm."

"Isn't it? Why are you still bragging about allusions, don't add mystery, just play tricks on it."

The Tubo envoy on the stage narrowed his eyes slightly, and took a closer look at the scroll, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Your Excellency and Your Excellency's couplet is unremarkable, and the rhetoric is not delicate enough, but it is a match after all."

Ignoring the sudden voices around him, the Tubo envoy stretched his arms and tapped the desk.

"That is to say, when you get on the stage and match the Taofu, your brother will write a question and verify it."

Regarding the previous Tubo envoy's simple comments, the scholar did not make any comments, and there was an unwillingness to admit defeat in his heart.

With a clatter, he flipped the hem of the skirt, sat cross-legged on the spot, glanced at the figure opposite, and sat down to meditate.

"Come out! Come up with a difficult problem, let him also experience the background of our Datang."

"This peach talisman is the rest of our family's New Year's Eve. Let's show them what is absolute!"

"Shut up, don't brag, let this scholar think about it, don't disturb his thoughts!"

"Brother, come on, give us scholars and literati a good face, and don't let the Tubo barbarians look down on you!"

The audience was filled with many shouts of encouragement, cheering for the scholars on this stage.

Some people even quickly thought of some historical names in their minds to cheer for the figure on stage.

Cheng Chumo in the teahouse seemed to feel the same way, he clenched his fist unconsciously and hammered it on the desk, shaking the cups and spilling the tea.

"Damn it, don't give face to this Tubo envoy, you must do something nice!"

"I don't believe that those of us who have read the books of sages can't fucking be a barbarian from the outside world!"

Looking at the figure standing up and leaning against the window, he clenched his fists tightly, turning white.Li Xian took a sip of tea comfortably and leaned back on the seat.

This kid still looked down on the master of the scribes before, so for a moment, he seemed to be more excited than going to the battlefield.

With a slight smile on the corners of his lips, Li Xian glanced at the contemplative figure on the stage, looking forward to it.

A scholar, what kind of couplet will he publish?

The morning light passed over the three-story building, and the soft sunlight shone on the figures sitting face to face.

Swipe across the scholar's slightly wrinkled eyebrows, and the brush hanging in the air.

The surrounding voices gradually disappeared, and the poems and books I had read in the past flashed in my mind like an electric shock, and lines of writing appeared in my mind out of thin air.

It seems that at this moment, my thoughts suddenly become active, and a line of big characters shines brightly and becomes clear in my mind.

The scholar stretched his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth, and a knowing smile flashed across his face, and the pen holder that was hanging in the air fell down.

Brush brush.

A line of large characters jumped onto the paper with the flow of thoughts.

(End of this chapter)