Ten thousand people suspect that cannon fodder does not want to save themselves

Shen Rongci was very irritable.

Not because he was asked to write poetry.After all, he came from time travel. How many Wing Chun poems he has learned in the nine years of compulsory education, and the 5000 years of cultural accumulation are not boastful. He can easily crush this group of elementary school chickens by memorizing a song casually.

What bothered him was that the tea party wasn't over yet.

Originally, I thought drinking tea and listening to music would be the end of the matter, and at most I would eat some food.It's all right now, the tea is almost done, the food is almost gone, and there is another poetry competition.

It's like being caught in some kind of loop, it's really endless.

He stood up with the mentality of making a quick decision, but hesitated before speaking.

...Which song should I recite?

His hesitant expression fell into the eyes of the aristocratic family members, and he seemed to be an embarrassing look who was illiterate and unable to hold back a single sentence.

Someone's mocking laughter unabashedly fell on everyone's ears in the silent water pavilion.

The sons of several aristocratic families immediately booed: "If Shen Shizi finds it difficult, he can wait until the end."

"It's better to just reverse it and start from our side first."

"That's right, Shizi Shen is a distinguished guest of the second prince. In fact, Shizi Shen is fine even if he doesn't participate in the poetry competition."

The princes did not follow suit.

Ever since Shen Rongci spoke out the strategy of building terraced fields under the embarrassment of Zhang Xueshi last time, they have changed a lot towards Shen Shizi.

At least they won't be like these aristocratic families who wishful thinking that asking Shen Rongci to compose poems will inevitably make him look ugly.

The Sixteenth Prince said with concern: "I am the oldest, and I am sitting at the head. I should lead by example. Why don't you let me come first?"

Before Shen Rongci could answer, the sixth prince called out first: "No, Uncle Sixteen is an elder, so he is naturally more knowledgeable and knowledgeable than us juniors, and he has always been obsessed with poetry and books. Composing poetry is even easier. If you do it with us Wouldn't the comparison be like bullying the younger generation? Why don't you simply invite Uncle Sixteen to be the referee, it will be more fair and just."

He had his arm broken by Gu Chiyuan last time, and he wanted to sue his father, but his mother and concubine refused to agree. He wanted him to swallow his anger and not disturb his father because of a trivial matter, so he just called an imperial doctor to treat him. To this day, his arm is not fully healed, and it has been aching.

From that day on, he has always remembered Gu Chiyuan's vengeance, and even Shen Rongci has also remembered it.

If it wasn't for the cowardly mother and concubine who was afraid of even an unfavored fifth prince, he would have asked his father to punish Gu Chiyuan and Shen Rongci together, so why wait until now to let those two have fun?

So today, he will never give up any chance to embarrass Shen Rongci.

That day Shen Rongci was able to answer Zhang Xueshi's question, in his eyes it was pure luck, he didn't believe that impromptu poetry could make Shen Rongci take advantage of it.

The Sixteenth Prince wanted to say something more, but was stopped by the second prince's look.

The second prince said: "I also think it is appropriate for Uncle Sixteen to be the referee. Uncle Sixteen, for the sake of the elders, let us young ones."

The Sixteenth Prince shook his head helplessly, compromised and said, "That's fine."

This time, no one interceded for Shen Rongci, and everyone focused their attention on him again.

Just when the few of them were chatting, Shen Rongci had already thought about which song to recite, and he just waited for them to recite after the discussion.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Shen Rongci asked: "Then I started?"

The sixth prince hummed: "I'll wait for you, Shizi Shen, don't dawdle any longer. Ah yes, Shizi Shen, please remember that five steps make a poem, you can only take five steps, but if you take one step too far It's not advisable for a long time."

With this reminder, he suddenly described Shen Rongci as an idiot who couldn't even understand the rules.

The family members are all snickering.

Shen Rongci didn't care about their ridicule. He cleared his throat, and without thinking, he just said, "The country is broken, the mountains and rivers are here, and the city is full of spring vegetation. Feeling the time and flowers splashing tears, I hate the birds and startle..."

As soon as the first two sentences were uttered, the ridicule on the faces of the aristocratic family members gradually solidified.When the next two sentences came out, no one dared to make a sound.

However, Shen Rongci continued: "The flames lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth ten thousand gold. The white hair is shorter and the hairpin is full of lust."

As soon as the quatrain came out, the four seats were silent.

After Shen Rongci recited the whole "Spring Hope", he sat down and drank a sip of tea as if nothing had happened.

To be honest, it is very similar to elementary school students getting up to recite texts.

But looking at the dumbfounded expressions of these stinky kids, Shen Rongci felt a sense of pride—be content, it’s your honor to compete with you with our old Mr. Du Fu’s poems !

After a long time, only the Sixteenth Prince came to his senses first.He clapped his hands three times involuntarily, and praised from the bottom of his heart: "Not only the rhythm is strict, but the confrontation is exquisite, and the short eight sentences are all about the country's ruin and homesickness... It's a good sentence, "I'm feeling the time and splashing tears, I hate the other birds." Shocking" Ah... good!good!good! "

He said "yes" three times in a row, and he was so excited that he wanted to find someone to write this poem down and frame it immediately.

"It's just that Xiao Wang doesn't understand one thing. This poem is so sad and desolate. Shen Shizi is young and has never been out of the capital. How can he express such feelings in the poems about Wing Chun?"

Shen Rongci lied without humility: "To tell you the truth, my father, Mr. Chong Ning, fought on the battlefield many times. When he returned home, he often told me the stories of the border soldiers. I have been fascinated by it since I was a child, and I also know a little about the battlefield. Thinking that in the coming spring rainy season, we can enjoy such a peaceful life in the capital, but the soldiers leave their homes and fight on the battlefield for us, so I feel sad and write this poem to express my gratitude for the hard work of the border soldiers."

"So that's how it is... Shen Shizi is worthy of being the son of Duke Chongning. He really has no sons! It's a blessing for the world to have someone like you assisting my imperial brother and nephew in the future."

Everyone knows that the Sixteenth Prince is obsessed with poetry and books, and he likes to recite the wind and enjoy the moon the most. The Keqing raised in the family is also a good poet and lyricist.Even the Sixteenth Prince praised repeatedly, the poem written by Shen Rongci is really extraordinary.

The second prince looked at Shen Rongci with surprise in his eyes, and more of it was the inevitable desire to conquer; even Gu Chiyuan's eyes showed surprise.

Only the sixth prince and the family members who were waiting to see Shen Rongci's good show were full of astonishment, and they all looked in disbelief.

The Sixteenth Prince looked at Shen Rongci with complete admiration at this time, and the unhappiness caused by the seat had long since disappeared.

He said: "Shen Shizi is able to write this quatrain at such a young age, it is really a wonderful person. I wonder if Xiao Wang is lucky enough to invite Shen Shizi to the mansion to talk about it some other day?"

Shen Rongci thought to himself, isn't that just asking him to memorize poems all day long?

So he said ambiguously: "The sixteenth prince has won the prize. I just happened to post it today because of my feelings. It was purely a fluke. In terms of writing poetry, I still can't compare to the literati and poets under the prince's seat..."

The Sixteenth Prince didn't hear his vague intention of refusal, and insisted: "It's not a fluke to be able to write such a poem. If it weren't for years of accumulation, how could there be such a wonderful inspiration? Shen Shizi, don't be humble. ..."

"I don't agree!"

The Sixteenth Prince was pulling Shen Rongci to discuss poems and songs, when he heard the Sixth Prince jumping his feet and said: "It is really unknown that such a miserable poem is about the destruction of the country! I would like to ask Shen Shizi to talk about it." Look, why do you write such an unlucky poem to curse my father!"

He obviously wanted to incriminate him without excuse, and forcibly labeled Shen Rongci as disrespectful.

The Sixteenth Prince spoke for Shen Rongci: "It's just a poem, why should Xiao Liu be so serious. Besides, Shen Shizi's poem can serve as a warning to be prepared for danger in times of peace, so what's wrong?"

"Uncle Sixteen, why have you always favored this bitch! What kind of ecstasy did he give you!"

The sixth prince had no results against Shen Rongci several times, he was extremely unwilling, and now he didn't care about his face anymore, he pointed at Shen Rongci's nose and opened his mouth to scold in front of everyone.

Hearing his unreasonable words, the Sixteenth Prince frowned uncomfortably.

"shut up."

The sixth prince wanted to point out Shen Rongci's fault again, but a cold voice interrupted him.

It's the second prince.

"Sixth brother, enough is enough."

He had never shown such a cold expression before, and his eyes were full of alienation when he looked at the sixth prince.

The sixth prince had never seen such a strange appearance as the second prince, so he was frightened and stayed where he was.

"Second, second brother, don't be angry, I, I just..."

"enough."

But the second prince obviously didn't want to hear another word from him, so he interrupted him impatiently, then turned to Shen Rongci, and put on a gentle smile again: "Brother Shen made this quatrain, even my brother You are ashamed of yourself. Tell me, what kind of reward do you want?"

Shen Rongci just wanted this endless tea party to end quickly, and said casually: "I don't want anything, the second prince just compliments me a few words."

Unexpectedly, his words fell into the ears of some people, and the taste changed instantly.

Shi Jiazi, who was the first to speak, was immersed in Shen Rongci's poems, but suddenly heard the sound of a piece of porcelain shattering behind him.

Looking back, the teacup in Gu Chiyuan's hand was cracked and shattered.

Just as he was about to ask Gu Chiyuan if he wanted to change the cup, he looked up and saw Gu Chiyuan's expression.

Immediately, as if seeing a ghost, she was so frightened that she avoided her sight, and dared not get any closer to Gu Chiyuan.

After hearing Shen Rongci's words, the second prince was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then showed a meaningful smile.

"That's right, brother Shen is my honored guest today, and he wrote such amazing poems, how can he pass them off at will? Why don't you wait until the tea party is over, and brother Shen will come to my room in person and randomly choose one or two treasures from my treasure chest As a reward, how about it?"

As soon as these words came out, the sons of several aristocratic families showed envious expressions.

Only Shen Rongci's smile froze on his face, and he felt a little hopeless in his heart—then when can he go back?

With two "clicks", the fragments of the teacup in Gu Chiyuan's hand directly turned into powder.

The aristocratic family in front of him trembled, not daring to move an inch, for fear of accidentally getting angry.

Gu Chiyuan lowered his eyes and threw the powder and teacup fragments under the table with his expression unchanged, as if nothing happened.

The poetry competition is still going on, with Shen Rongci in front, no matter how good the latter ones are, they still don't look good enough.

There was also a prince who hesitated for a long time, but failed to compose a complete poem within five steps, so he was given a glass of wine as a fine.

The princes can also drink alcohol on weekdays, but most of them are fruit wine with very low alcohol content, which is no different from fruit juice.

However, since it was to be used as punishment, it couldn't be just a glass of ordinary fruit wine.

The second prince proposed to let the wine glass flow down the spring water in the canal, and put some ingredients into it every time someone passed by.

Things like soy sauce, chives, anything edible that can make this drink taste weird.As for what each person wants to add, it all depends on everyone's imagination.

Shen Rongci watched the boat-shaped wooden wine glass float in front of him, put a piece of tea in it symbolically, and suddenly had an idea.

Isn't this a good opportunity to poison?

The author says:

I won't say who is jealous (hard mouth.jpg);

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Note: "The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring grass and trees. Feeling the seasons, the flowers splash tears, and the birds are frightened by the hatred. The beacon fire lasts for three months, and the family letter is worth ten thousand gold. The white hair scratches shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust." - Du Fu " spring hope

感谢在2022-08-1617:38:18-2022-08-1700:32:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: take me as a mirror 2 bottles; Hua Yinzhao 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!