Dressed as Tang Bohu

It was still raining, but the busiest street in Wu County, Suzhou was still full of people.

Zhang Ling held an umbrella and followed Tang Ziwei, and when he arrived at a familiar place, he greeted everyone familiarly.

The two of them didn't stay in Tang Ji Restaurant for long before they were invited out by Tang Shen. The boy made up his mind not to let Tang Ziwei get involved in these troublesome matters, and his attitude was very firm.Tang Ziwei had no idea about the current situation of the restaurant, so he followed Zhang Ling to Jinfan Street.

Jinfan Street is named after the spring flowers of peaches and plums on both sides of the strait are reflected in the water like brocade.Today the sky is gray, and apart from the ripples caused by the continuous rain, only the painted boats in the water can be regarded as dazzling.

"Clear water and vermilion curtains are here, do you want to see Su Niang?" Zhang Ling looked at the painting boat, which was a circle larger than the surrounding boats, and looked sideways at Tang Ziwei.

Tang Ziwei searched in his mind, and only vaguely remembered that it was a beautiful woman with a quiet personality, but the residual emotions of leisure and joy that emerged with the memory made him curious. "Then go and have a look."

So the two got on the boat, bought some money at the door, and were led inside.

This painting boat looks ordinary from the outside, but inside it is quite different.Entering from the entrance, there are several corridors set up by carved screens. When you walk to the end, the center of the cabin suddenly opens up, surrounded by dozens of tables and chairs.At this time, there were many people around the stage, and there were shouts from time to time.

The boy leading the way led the two of them to the front of the stage and said: "Ms. Xu Su has more rules. If you want to see her, you have to compete with the young masters on the stage."

"I haven't seen you for a while, why is there such a troublesome rule!" Zhang Ling wanted to say more, but the boy had already retreated quickly.He touched the tip of his nose, and looked at Tang Ziwei with some embarrassment: "This..."

Before the words came out, suddenly there was another commotion on the stage.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"'The cloud bun is combed and it is still facing the mirror, and the clothes want to be changed to make it more fragrant.' Mr. Tang's poem is very clever, it should be the first!"

A group of people talked to each other, and there was no tit-for-tat, but they praised that Mr. Tang was going to be elected.

Zhang Lingren was still under the stage, seeing them like this, he didn't care so much, he stared and said loudly: "Why are you so anxious, Tang Yin, the number one talent in the south of the Yangtze River, is here, this girl Xu Su is not something you have seen today!" Saying, He nudged Tang Ziwei with his elbow, turned his head and smiled flatteringly: "Tang Yin, do you think so?"

The fiery eyes of a group of people immediately shifted from this ignorant boy to Tang Ziwei's face.

"Are you Tang Yin, the childish and mad boy who is number one in the Chinese Academy of Sciences?"

"..."

Tang Ziwei made a note of Zhang Ling in his heart, but he didn't show any embarrassment on his face. Instead, he raised his eyebrows leisurely, nodded and said, "That's right, I'm next to Tang Yin. I must see Miss Xu Su today!"

Some of the scholars said: "It's really arrogant, but we don't follow your set. If you want to see Miss Xu, you can beat Mr. Tang." Shi, can you be better than him?!"

"What is this broken poem, Ziwei just recited it casually." Zhang Ling folded his hands on his chest, shaking his head with a look of disdain.

Tang Ziwei snorted softly, but didn't answer, instead he asked, "What about Mr. Tang, why don't you see him?"

As Tang Ziwei finished speaking, the crowd in front of him moved slightly, and a teenager came out.He looked around, met Tang Ziwei's gaze, and showed a respectful expression on his face:

"No need to compare, brother Tang is a great talent, and I have learned it a long time ago. Since brother Tang is here today, Miss Xu must also meet you. A gentleman has the beauty of an adult, please."

The boy cupped his hands slightly, and turned sideways to make way for the stairs leading to the upstairs wing.Some of the people behind them still had dissatisfaction on their faces, but they all retreated a little to both sides following the boy's movements.

Tang Ziwei glanced at him, nodded slightly, and walked upstairs calmly.

Zhang Ling followed closely behind, and while he glanced at the person with the eyes of "you are acquainted", he caught up with Tang Ziwei and asked, "Did you know this would happen a long time ago? When did you compare with that kid?"

Tang Ziwei shook his head, "I don't remember."

Zhang Ling was surprised, "If you don't remember this, then why did you ask him to come out just now?"

"His poem is good," Tang Ziwei boasted casually, and then said: "It's too troublesome to win him in poetry. I planned to solve it violently."

Hearing this, Zhang Ling glanced at Tang Ziwei's thin face strangely, and closed his mouth wisely.

When they went up to the second floor, a servant came over and led the two of them to the wing where Xu Su was.Incense was burning in the room, and on a low red-and-black lacquered table, yellowish paper was spread out, the paperweight was on the left side, and black ink was running on the paper.

Zhang Ling only took one look, then backed out, said hello to Tang Ziwei, and went to find other girls.The rest of Tang Ziwei pushed the door open and entered alone.

Seeing someone coming, Xu Su put the pen on the inkstone with his slender fingers, stood up from the table, and bowed to the person, "Mr. Tang, long time no see, how are you doing?"

Tang Ziwei shook his head and said, "Not very good."

Xu Su was stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly, "Mr. Tang hasn't come for a long time, and when we met, he made Su Niang a problem again."

Tang Ziwei also laughed, "How can this be called a difficult problem? If you ask me whether it is good or bad, I will naturally choose one answer from good or bad. If I can only say yes, then what else is there to ask?"

"It's Su Niang's slip of the tongue, so why don't you punish Su Niang to drink a cup?"

Xu Su poured a full glass of wine from the jug on the table, and was about to toast when Tang Ziwei said, "Not good."

Now Xu Su was really stunned, let Tang Ziwei take the wine glass from her hand and drink it down, still a little dazed.Then Tang Ziwei asked her, "Is this the poem you wrote?"

……

It's not the first time Xu Su has been with Tang Yin, but it's the first time he can talk to people so freely.

The words I know, my humble opinion when reading, and even all kinds of criticisms of this world, it seems that I can say nothing in front of this person.So much so that he often came to his senses, Tang Ziwei looked at her with a half-smile while holding his chin in front of him, and said some deviant nonsense.

Xu Su lowered his head and sipped his wine, and suddenly heard Tang Ziwei's question: "Tell me, why did you let them meet for poetry? I only saw these plots in those scripts, but I didn't expect to meet them." once."

She thought for a while, and said frankly: "Isn't that how people are? If they are too easy to get, they don't care much. I set this rule, regardless of whether it is worth it or not. First of all, they will remember me. Besides, sometimes I want to To do one thing is not necessarily to get the final result, passing the test itself is attractive enough. I just want to make myself appear more rare."

"Really." Tang Ziwei seemed to have an idea in his mind, but he couldn't grasp it in the end.He rubbed the space between his brows and stood up from his chair.

"I don't bring any silver, and I don't have anything to give you, so I just give you a word, okay?"

Xu Su smiled, "If Mr. Tang sincerely gives me a gift, even if it's just a stroke, it's fine."

Tang Ziwei then took up the pen and dipped it in the thick ink. As soon as the soft tip touched the paper, it danced like flowing clouds and flowing water.The ink color fainted after the stroke of the pen swam away, but within a second, Tang Ziwei's wrist stopped, the tip of the pen was lightly lifted, and put aside.

"If that's the case, I'll take my leave." After Tang Ziwei finished speaking, he opened the door and left.

On the light yellow rice paper that was left behind, the character "Xiu" was well-structured, but the pen was swift and joyful.The characters are excellent, but the meaning of the characters and the brushwork are mixed together, which seems a bit inappropriate.

Xu Su stood alone in the room and watched for a long time.