An unknown talented man threw out ten excellent poems, blinding everyone's eyes and taking the lead
The poetry meeting has ended, but the performance continues, and the excitement will not end until the next day.
Tianranju, in the pavilion on the first floor, people gathered under the wall where those poems were posted.
Someone looked back at a room upstairs, looked puzzled and said in confusion: It’s not Mr. Xiao, who is the person around him? Why have you never seen him before?
A person beside him shook his head and said: Don’t he look like a big child in the capital, where did he buy his poems?
Some people in the crowd couldn't help but say: These ten poems can be passed down from generation to generation. How could people who can write such poems exchange them for money? Even if there are really, how could ten people appear at the same time?
Someone said unconvincedly: What you mean is that he wrote himself, which is even more fantastic. Each of these ten poems has different styles and is definitely not something that one person can write!
That's because you don't know who he is. A figure stood up from the crowd and shook his head and said: It's not the first time he's doing this kind of thing.
Someone in the crowd looked at him and said in surprise: Brother Zilou knows that person?
Zeng Zilou looked at the direction of a certain room and nodded: He was awarded the imperial edict of His Majesty. On the same day, he wrote that he was not afraid of being broken. He wanted to keep his innocence in the world and was lazy to draw Emei, and he was dressed up and washed up. Lingzhou Jieyuan, Tang Ning
What, he is Tangning?
Yes, but he only wrote two songs that day. Today's ten songs - how could there be such a person?
You don't understand him. Zeng Zilou shook his head and said: I guess he only wrote two songs that day, probably because, in the state test, I only need to write two songs...
He can switch back and forth between boldness and gracefulness in writing poetry and lyrics. He can definitely speak forever like eating and drinking water. He can write a few second couplets in a while, sometimes fighting on the battlefield, then returning to the countryside, and sometimes traveling with his wife and his husband dies. It is not so unacceptable.
On the night of the Lantern Festival, there are not only poetry meetings, but also performances
Zeng Zilou from Lingzhou was talking about Tang Jieyuan's heroic deeds below, Xiao Jue walked out of the room and occupied a table alone, watching the dance on the stage with interest.
A figure walked over from the side. When approaching, he bowed to him and said with a smile: Mr. Xiao
It turned out to be Tang Er Shao. Xiao Jue glanced at him and asked casually: Is there anything to ask me for?
Tang Zhao smiled and asked: Are Mr. Xiao very familiar with the leader of Tonight's poetry meeting?
Xiao Jue glanced at him and said: You said Brother Tang, I met him yesterday. Why? You don’t think he stole your limelight and want to take revenge on him?
Tang Zhao did not answer his question, looked at Xiao Jue and said: For the sake of Mr. Xiao’s good, please stay away from him.
Xiao Jue narrowed his eyes, looked at him, and asked: Tang Zhao, what do you mean?
Mr. Xiao knew what I mean. Tang Zhao smiled and said: By the way, this is also what our Tang family means.
Tang Family... Xiao Jue looked at him with a slightly different expression
Tang Ning is just a student who went to Beijing to take the exam. What does it have to do with the Tang family in the capital? And judging from Tang Zhao's appearance, he and the Tang family seem to have any grudges?
But he was only surprised for a moment
Tang Zhao cannot understand the pain he has suffered over the years
Tang Zhao didn't know what it felt like to be a juren who was not worthy of his name.
Tang Zhao didn't even know what it felt like to go shopping in brothels and call ten girls but only let them feed mosquitoes.
Tang Zhao didn't know, Tang Ning knew, Tang Ning not only knew, but also the only hope to save him from the sea of suffering
Now someone wants to cut off his only hope
What is the second young master of the Tang family, what is the Tang family, and what is the Tang family, even the Emperor, will all die!
Tang Zhao looked at Xiao Jue and said with a smile: Please give me a face in this matter.
Xiao Jue is a big brother. He knows what the right choice is, and he also knows which one is important compared to the Tang family.
How about your face? Xiao Jue stood up, looked at him with a smile, and asked: What kind of thing are you?
The smile on Tang Zhao's face gradually solidified
He looked at Xiao Jue, his expression gradually became gloomy, but more confused and unbelievable
His words were already very clear. Xiao Jue actually turned against him and the Tang family for a so-called friend he had just met for a day?
Xiao Jue waved his hand impatiently and said: If there is nothing to do, stay away from me and don't bother me to watch the show
OK, very good... Tang Zhao glanced at him deeply, squeezed out a few words from his teeth, turned around and left
Xiao Jue looked at his departure back, and a look of doubt appeared on his face again, and murmured: What is the relationship between him and the Tang family?
After thinking about this for a while, his eyes looked upstairs. It was almost an hour, what are you doing? It took so long...
Like him, the eyes of many people in the hall swept across the door of a room on the second floor from time to time.
What are that guy doing inside with Miss Su?
Bang!
Tang Ning slapped a thin piece of wood on the table, smiled at Su Mèi, and said: "It's no avail!"
Su Mèi has long since disappeared from the image of a lady she had just now. She crossed her legs and looked at him, and asked suspiciously: Why are you always fooling around? Are you secretly hiding the cards?
Tang Ning stood up, turned her sleeves over and let her see them, and said: If you can't afford to lose, don't play anymore, anyway, time is coming soon...
Su Mèi slapped the table and said: Let’s do it three more!
Tang Ning sat down again and reminded: You posted a note first.
Su Mèi had already posted a lot of notes on his forehead. Looking at Tang Ning, who had not posted a single one, he said sweetly: He has posted so many of them, so just let him let him go once...
If she had acted so coquettishly just now, Tang Ning might have been a little reluctant, but now the notes on her forehead were almost covering her face. What else could be said to be confused? Tang Ning looked at him, shook her head, and said: I am willing to accept the loss...
Su Mèi took a deep breath, posted it again, gritted his teeth and said: Start!
If there is nothing to do in an hour, playing mahjong is a good way to spend time
This is the two-person mahjong made with thin wood chips when he was bored on the road. It is bigger than the mahjong in later generations and more like a card. When he was bored on the road, he passed the time with an old beggar.
This girl Su is smart and learned it soon
In the last three games, Su Mèi lost two games in a row
In the last hand, she was even more careful, drew a card, looked at Tang Ning, and put it down carefully, Nanfeng
bump
Tang Ning took back her Nanfeng and typed it out, 60,000 yuan.
Haha! Su Mèi jumped up from the chair and laughed regardless of his demeanor and said: Just wait for your sixty thousand, it’s a waste!
Su Mèi put his hands on his hips and looked at him and said: It’s your turn to post it!
Tang Ning put a note on his forehead, stood up, took it off again, and said: Time is up, Miss Su, I will see you again if you are destined to be together.
He bowed to Su Mèi, turned around and walked out of the room
Su Mèi watched him walk out, took off the note from his face, sat on a chair, with his mouth slightly curled up
A figure walked out from the inside and said: Girl, there are still news from several states, which you need to read. You should also reply to the invitation from King Duan as soon as possible...
Su Mèi's smile was curled, and a hint of fatigue and a deep hidden disgust appeared on her face. She rubbed her eyebrows, closed her eyes, and said: Let it go, I'll see it in a while.
The old woman looked at her and said again: This person...
Something interesting Su Mèi opened his eyes and said: I haven't met such an interesting person for a long time
……
When Tang Ning walked downstairs, the number of people in the hall was significantly lower.
Almost everyone's eyes were gathered on him
Xiao Jue got up and walked over, about to speak, but he seemed to find something, looking at his broken clothes.
After he was stunned, his face showed envy.
The poetry meeting has ended, but the performance continues, and the excitement will not end until the next day.
Tianranju, in the pavilion on the first floor, people gathered under the wall where those poems were posted.
Someone looked back at a room upstairs, looked puzzled and said in confusion: It’s not Mr. Xiao, who is the person around him? Why have you never seen him before?
A person beside him shook his head and said: Don’t he look like a big child in the capital, where did he buy his poems?
Some people in the crowd couldn't help but say: These ten poems can be passed down from generation to generation. How could people who can write such poems exchange them for money? Even if there are really, how could ten people appear at the same time?
Someone said unconvincedly: What you mean is that he wrote himself, which is even more fantastic. Each of these ten poems has different styles and is definitely not something that one person can write!
That's because you don't know who he is. A figure stood up from the crowd and shook his head and said: It's not the first time he's doing this kind of thing.
Someone in the crowd looked at him and said in surprise: Brother Zilou knows that person?
Zeng Zilou looked at the direction of a certain room and nodded: He was awarded the imperial edict of His Majesty. On the same day, he wrote that he was not afraid of being broken. He wanted to keep his innocence in the world and was lazy to draw Emei, and he was dressed up and washed up. Lingzhou Jieyuan, Tang Ning
What, he is Tangning?
Yes, but he only wrote two songs that day. Today's ten songs - how could there be such a person?
You don't understand him. Zeng Zilou shook his head and said: I guess he only wrote two songs that day, probably because, in the state test, I only need to write two songs...
He can switch back and forth between boldness and gracefulness in writing poetry and lyrics. He can definitely speak forever like eating and drinking water. He can write a few second couplets in a while, sometimes fighting on the battlefield, then returning to the countryside, and sometimes traveling with his wife and his husband dies. It is not so unacceptable.
On the night of the Lantern Festival, there are not only poetry meetings, but also performances
Zeng Zilou from Lingzhou was talking about Tang Jieyuan's heroic deeds below, Xiao Jue walked out of the room and occupied a table alone, watching the dance on the stage with interest.
A figure walked over from the side. When approaching, he bowed to him and said with a smile: Mr. Xiao
It turned out to be Tang Er Shao. Xiao Jue glanced at him and asked casually: Is there anything to ask me for?
Tang Zhao smiled and asked: Are Mr. Xiao very familiar with the leader of Tonight's poetry meeting?
Xiao Jue glanced at him and said: You said Brother Tang, I met him yesterday. Why? You don’t think he stole your limelight and want to take revenge on him?
Tang Zhao did not answer his question, looked at Xiao Jue and said: For the sake of Mr. Xiao’s good, please stay away from him.
Xiao Jue narrowed his eyes, looked at him, and asked: Tang Zhao, what do you mean?
Mr. Xiao knew what I mean. Tang Zhao smiled and said: By the way, this is also what our Tang family means.
Tang Family... Xiao Jue looked at him with a slightly different expression
Tang Ning is just a student who went to Beijing to take the exam. What does it have to do with the Tang family in the capital? And judging from Tang Zhao's appearance, he and the Tang family seem to have any grudges?
But he was only surprised for a moment
Tang Zhao cannot understand the pain he has suffered over the years
Tang Zhao didn't know what it felt like to be a juren who was not worthy of his name.
Tang Zhao didn't even know what it felt like to go shopping in brothels and call ten girls but only let them feed mosquitoes.
Tang Zhao didn't know, Tang Ning knew, Tang Ning not only knew, but also the only hope to save him from the sea of suffering
Now someone wants to cut off his only hope
What is the second young master of the Tang family, what is the Tang family, and what is the Tang family, even the Emperor, will all die!
Tang Zhao looked at Xiao Jue and said with a smile: Please give me a face in this matter.
Xiao Jue is a big brother. He knows what the right choice is, and he also knows which one is important compared to the Tang family.
How about your face? Xiao Jue stood up, looked at him with a smile, and asked: What kind of thing are you?
The smile on Tang Zhao's face gradually solidified
He looked at Xiao Jue, his expression gradually became gloomy, but more confused and unbelievable
His words were already very clear. Xiao Jue actually turned against him and the Tang family for a so-called friend he had just met for a day?
Xiao Jue waved his hand impatiently and said: If there is nothing to do, stay away from me and don't bother me to watch the show
OK, very good... Tang Zhao glanced at him deeply, squeezed out a few words from his teeth, turned around and left
Xiao Jue looked at his departure back, and a look of doubt appeared on his face again, and murmured: What is the relationship between him and the Tang family?
After thinking about this for a while, his eyes looked upstairs. It was almost an hour, what are you doing? It took so long...
Like him, the eyes of many people in the hall swept across the door of a room on the second floor from time to time.
What are that guy doing inside with Miss Su?
Bang!
Tang Ning slapped a thin piece of wood on the table, smiled at Su Mèi, and said: "It's no avail!"
Su Mèi has long since disappeared from the image of a lady she had just now. She crossed her legs and looked at him, and asked suspiciously: Why are you always fooling around? Are you secretly hiding the cards?
Tang Ning stood up, turned her sleeves over and let her see them, and said: If you can't afford to lose, don't play anymore, anyway, time is coming soon...
Su Mèi slapped the table and said: Let’s do it three more!
Tang Ning sat down again and reminded: You posted a note first.
Su Mèi had already posted a lot of notes on his forehead. Looking at Tang Ning, who had not posted a single one, he said sweetly: He has posted so many of them, so just let him let him go once...
If she had acted so coquettishly just now, Tang Ning might have been a little reluctant, but now the notes on her forehead were almost covering her face. What else could be said to be confused? Tang Ning looked at him, shook her head, and said: I am willing to accept the loss...
Su Mèi took a deep breath, posted it again, gritted his teeth and said: Start!
If there is nothing to do in an hour, playing mahjong is a good way to spend time
This is the two-person mahjong made with thin wood chips when he was bored on the road. It is bigger than the mahjong in later generations and more like a card. When he was bored on the road, he passed the time with an old beggar.
This girl Su is smart and learned it soon
In the last three games, Su Mèi lost two games in a row
In the last hand, she was even more careful, drew a card, looked at Tang Ning, and put it down carefully, Nanfeng
bump
Tang Ning took back her Nanfeng and typed it out, 60,000 yuan.
Haha! Su Mèi jumped up from the chair and laughed regardless of his demeanor and said: Just wait for your sixty thousand, it’s a waste!
Su Mèi put his hands on his hips and looked at him and said: It’s your turn to post it!
Tang Ning put a note on his forehead, stood up, took it off again, and said: Time is up, Miss Su, I will see you again if you are destined to be together.
He bowed to Su Mèi, turned around and walked out of the room
Su Mèi watched him walk out, took off the note from his face, sat on a chair, with his mouth slightly curled up
A figure walked out from the inside and said: Girl, there are still news from several states, which you need to read. You should also reply to the invitation from King Duan as soon as possible...
Su Mèi's smile was curled, and a hint of fatigue and a deep hidden disgust appeared on her face. She rubbed her eyebrows, closed her eyes, and said: Let it go, I'll see it in a while.
The old woman looked at her and said again: This person...
Something interesting Su Mèi opened his eyes and said: I haven't met such an interesting person for a long time
……
When Tang Ning walked downstairs, the number of people in the hall was significantly lower.
Almost everyone's eyes were gathered on him
Xiao Jue got up and walked over, about to speak, but he seemed to find something, looking at his broken clothes.
After he was stunned, his face showed envy.
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