Bastard’s Resurgence

Chen Gui was aggressive, and Lu Zheng couldn't help frowning slightly.

How could he not understand Chen Gui's intentions based on his disposition and experience? Today’s literary meeting is where Chen Gui and Qin Yue are fighting, each of whom has a group of followers, and neither accepts each other.

These geniuses fight happily, and Lu Zheng just feels that this kind of struggle is dull, otherwise he would not be sleepy.

Now that Chen Gui was involved in the fight between him and Qin Yue, and he was pressing harder and harder, Lu Zheng was upset in his heart.

It is good that he is not good at reciting poems and writing lyrics, but the so-called poems written by Chen Gui and Qin Yue and others in the Zhishui Culture Association today are not so good to him either!

In his opinion, this group of so-called talented people is full of food, and they have gotten into the habit of wanting to gain a name, and the methods they used are also ubiquitous. Now Chen Gui is actually going to step on him to gain a position. Does Lu Zheng really think he is a soft persimmon?

Lu Zheng cast his gaze on Qin Yue and said, "Brother Qin, you invite me to come to today's literary meeting. I have said before. I am not good at poetry and essays. I just came here to gain insights.

Now some people have to compare poems with me, hey, I made it very clear, can't I make a mistake in this regard? Have to humiliate me, and then step on me for a few feet to get me out? "

When Lu Zheng said this, Qin Yue was taken aback for a moment, ashamed appeared on his face.

Lu Zheng looked at the high platform with his hands and said: "My sires, teachers, I slept in the literary society. It is my fault to insult the gentleman. You have to punish me for not complaining. However, the master has said: Know what you know. , I don’t know if I don’t know, today's literary meeting is reciting poems and writing lyrics. It is really difficult for me to make a masterpiece. Do I have to make me groan in order to fight for a high and low?

I would also like to ask Brother Chen Gui, if you really want to fight for the leader, why not have hundreds of three-year-old boys at home, form a poetry club, organize a poem society every day, and I keep Brother Chen Gui as the leader every time! "

When Lu Zheng said this, the audience was silent. His words sounded absurd at first, but the words and sentences were irrefutable.

Things are just like what Lu Zheng said. He made it clear that he was not good at writing poetry, and Chen Gui had to go after him. It was indeed a bit unreasonable.

To be forgiving and forgiving, Chen Gui was too ugly to eat in order to compete for the first prize. Lu Zheng used a three-year-old boy to form a poetry club to ridicule him.

The purpose of the Zhishui Cultural Association is to gather friends, produce excellent works and write famous articles. Fighting for the leader is actually very taboo, but the reality is that most talented scholars regard the Zhishui Cultural Association as a platform for gaining a position and gaining fame.

Driven by this kind of mentality, meeting friends with texts is naturally empty talk. Whether you can be famous and whether you can make excellent works has become less important. Just like today, it doesn’t matter if everyone’s poems are unsatisfactory, as long as they can win Just be superior.

Today Qin Yue took the top spot, and tomorrow he will be famous in the Quartet. If Chen Gui reverses this situation, he can take Qin Yue and replace him.

With just a few words, Lu Zheng analyzed the cause and effect of this incident into the woods. All the adults on the high platform are human spirits. Can you understand what Lu Zheng meant?

The audience was silent, and Qin Yue was ashamed. Without any hesitation, he immediately greeted the deacon to arrange a boat, and then said: "Master Lu, I am very ashamed of today's matter. We will not mention poems and lyrics. Since Wen The meeting is over, I will leave with you!"

With Qin Yue's behavior like this, Chen Gui still had a breath of relief. Lu Zheng's irony to him can be said to be extremely pungent and venomous. If today's events were to spread out, his reputation would be greatly damaged.

Immediately he said: "Hey, there is a yellow-mouthed kid who is not learning and skillful, but his tongue is very clever. The talents of our Zhishui Culture Association are all top figures in Yangzhou.

From its birth to today, the Zhishui Cultural Association has gone through many trials and hardships. It is still the number one literary meeting in Yangzhou. It is a grand event in the literary world of Yangzhou. How can such a grand event be able to give pointers and tell the truth? "

"Since today's Wenhui Master asked us to compose poems, and Lu Zheng coincides with his meeting, how can he make an exception..."

Chen Gui talked a lot, with only one purpose, and that was to hold Lu Zheng and not let go. Lu Zheng ignored him and boarded the boat to leave.

Originally, Qin Yue wanted to accompany him to go, Lu Zheng declined to say: "Brother Qin stayed, I can go today, but you need to stay. Zhishui Wenhui is stained with the word'zhishui', which means you are superior. My student of Guanshan Academy is here, and it is very wrong.

However, I have benefited a lot from today's literary meeting, and I admire Brother Qin's talent in my heart. In a word, thank Brother Qin for his kind invitation, and we will find the opportunity to have a happy drink in the future! "

After Lu Zheng finished speaking, he held a fist and saluted Qin Yue and then slowly turned and entered the cabin. The boat rippled on the lake and slowly left the island in the lake and sailed into the distance.

At the literary meeting, everyone watched Lu Zheng leave, each with their own minds, and Qin Yue felt very ashamed and disappointed in his heart.

Ashamed because at today's literary meeting, he only cared about himself to show off and ignored Lu Zheng. As a result, Lu Zheng had no one to take care of, lonely and bored, and had to fall asleep in a big way.

The loss was because he knew Lu Zheng’s origins very well. The relationship between Lu Zheng and Yan Lao alone suffices to show that he is no idler. With Lu Zheng’s conversation, is it true that he can’t write poetry?

Qin Yue slowly walked to Lu Zheng's seat. At this time, the crowd began to become noisy, and the adults on the high platform also whispered to each other...

"This kid is too defiant. He didn't feel ashamed of doing such a rude thing, and he went away in his sleeves. It's really unreasonable!"

"Yeah, I think he is completely ignorant and skillless. He is obviously not talented, but he is plausible. It is ridiculous and contemptible."

...

On the high platform, the adults were also talking, Song Jinpi smiled and said without a smile: "Hey, sirs, Lord Nie, I thought Lord Nie had left behind in the dark, and he wanted to fight us at the end. I was caught off guard! It seems that things are not like that now!"

"Haha..." Several colleagues laughed together, and Ma Xuewang said, "Master Song, this is your fault. People are already willing to go down, why are you pressing harder?

I really like this young man just now. Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing. Look, how good is that?

In the counties of Yangzhou, we do what we do, if we do not do it, we can stand up. If not, we must be modest and prudent. Don’t you think? "

Another county magistrate said: "Master Ma, but the child surnamed Lu just now, is his attitude modest and prudent? I think he is clearly plausible, not ashamed, but proud!"

Ma Xuewang laughed and said, "Is that really the case? Then why don't you let Master Nie give you some answers? I like this son because I think this son has the style of Lord Nie.

My lords, you can't ridicule Master Nie like this. Is Master Nie a person who is not ashamed, but rather proud? "

"coax!"

The crowd laughed together, and everyone understood that Ma Xuewang went around such a big circle, dare to feel that he changed his method to taunt Nie Yong! Nie Yong's face is green, but he still can't go crazy. The tiger falls to Pingyang, and there are enemies around him. Not only can he not solve the problem, but he will humiliate himself!

At this time, almost everyone was commenting on Lu Zheng, and everyone was a one-sided negative comment.

Hearing these words, Qin Yue felt even more uncomfortable in his heart. He sat on Lu Zheng's seat and looked at the messy rice paper on several cases with his hands.

"Huh?" He snorted softly, and the surrounding talents looked at him curiously.

The next moment, Qin Yue bounced from the seat, exclaiming "Ah..."

His exclamation caused more people to look at him. Everyone turned their eyes to Qin Yue. Qin Yue's movements became even more exaggerated. He almost jumped up and said loudly:

"Good! Good poem! Good poem!"

"Absolutely, wonderful! I'm not as good as poetry!"

His yelling made the noisy scene instantly quiet, and the adults on the high platform also cast their eyes on him.

Zeng Guoning, the mountain leader of Zhishui Academy, frowned slightly, just about to speak, Qin Yue said:

"Yueniang, hurry up and play the piano, I will chant Lu Gongzi's poems for everyone to appreciate..."

Qin Yue's expression was very excited. Seeing his appearance, everyone's curiosity was aroused by him. The place where Qin Yue was sitting just now was where Lu Zheng was sitting before.

Could it be that Lu Zheng really left poems on a few cases? And is this poem really amazing?

Qin Yue is a well-known talent in Yangzhou, and the poem that can make him so excited and so eager to recommend it to everyone, shouldn't it be a freehand poem?

Du Yueniang's piano sounded, and she played a long tone, sad but not sad.

Qin Yue and the sound of the piano, chanted:

"Don't be jealous of the newly-makeup woman in your boudoir, and Fu Fen Lang on the top of the mou, the moon was as deep as water last night, and I only feel a smell of fragrance when I get started.

After Qin Yue finished reading this poem, the sound of the piano became longer and more mournful. In the sound of the piano, everyone's expressions were frozen on their faces. There were more than a dozen breaths, and no one in the audience made even the slightest sound.

Everyone is immersed in the artistic conception of this poem, unable to break free from it for a long time.

"Good!" On the high platform, a master yelled hello.

Then Master Tong Zhiliang suddenly stood up from his chair, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Wonderful!"

With this shout, everyone finally recovered, and it was immediately noisy.

Many people involuntarily moved closer to the position where Qin Yue stood, and the adults on the high platform looked at each other. They had just mocked and mocked Nie Yong's most powerful Ma Xuewang, regardless of his grace, and shouted at Qin Yue under the high platform:

"Qin Yue, are there other poems?"

Qin Yue said: "Yes, yes, the words on the paper are all pearls and jade! Just now this poem also urged Shan Chang and all the adults to give appreciation and comments! The disciple thought, there is this poem about peony. I'm afraid no one will dare to write poetry in the future."