"Master, I wonder what you mean by these words? Are you questioning whether the poems written by Master Chang are not good?" A young man came over and glared at Bao Zheng.
"Haha, the poem is a good poem, and the words are good words. Unfortunately, it is really ridiculous to be immersed in this principle for many years. If you don't study the wonderful art of war, let the barbarians invade our borders, disturb our land, and cause chaos. It is really sad for our people to study such licentious words. There are many corrupt officials in the imperial court. Therefore, instead of studying the ways of being an official and the way to govern the country, it is another sigh for us to talk nonsense here. ah."
Bao Zheng¡¯s words were so resounding that even if the young man wanted to refute, there was nothing he could do. He opened his mouth but didn¡¯t know what to say.
"Huh, you are obviously jealous. You can't compose poetry yourself. Now you see others compose poems and you are jealous. Who are you?" A girl glared at Bao Zheng and scolded: "You look poor and poor, even if you think about it. You don¡¯t understand anything, but you are yelling nonsense here, it is really an insult to politeness!¡±
"Although I can't compose poetry, once I say the poems, I won't scare you to death. I pondered for a moment, shook my head and didn't want to refute. I am not a savior. Are these people here to care about their own business?" After thinking about it clearly, Bao Zheng no longer cared, and just drank a cup of tea calmly, as if the things around him had nothing to do with him.
"Since this young master is very negative about my poem, why don't I ask you to make another one and compare it with mine. If you win, that's fine. If you lose, how about you apologize to me?" Chang The young master was also very angry at the moment, but he had to take care of his own image, so he didn't have an attack and just waited for Bao Zheng.
At this moment, Bao Zheng felt like he wanted to go up and slap this guy twice. He was too coquettish. At that moment, he suppressed the anger in his heart, glanced at Mr. Chang and said, "The mentality of comparison is so strong and the mentality of vanity is so strong. Even if you are an official, you are still a bad official. It is better for you to study poetry here."
¡°As for composing poetry, I don¡¯t know how to do it.¡±
As soon as Bao Zheng finished speaking, there was a burst of boos from all around: "Tsk, you look like a country bumpkin at first glance. He doesn't know anything, and he's embarrassing himself here."
"Yes, it is obvious that we are jealous of Mr. Chang. Mr. Chang, it is really an insult to our status to ignore this kind of person." There were constant boos from all around. He was still dressed in gorgeous clothes, but the words he said at this moment were really hurtful. .
"You are going too far. Our country is surrounded by enemies from all sides. You have not studied the ways of governing the country or the art of war at all. This is not what you should do. You are writing poems and lyrics here to gain fame and reputation. It is a waste of your life."
"Hey, hey, what are you talking about? You still look like a human, but why do you speak so unpleasantly?" A girl on the side glared at Liu Yan.
Liu Yan was stunned when he heard this, and then felt funny, but he didn't know what to say. He wanted to get angry, but now that he had hidden his identity, it was really bad to be exposed like this. While hesitating, he heard the bag he picked up. Zheng spoke.
"Although I can't write poetry, I can also make some nonsense." Bao Zheng said calmly, which made Mr. Chang's eyes light up. Haha, the opportunity for revenge has come.
"Since this young master knows it, let's make some nonsense. However, the condition just now still exists." Young Master Chang looked at Bao Zheng provocatively and said.
"This is not fair. If I lose, I have to apologize. I won't say anything now. I'll see how you compare. Besides, this is too cheap. If you have confidence in you, how about we bet money? If I lose I¡¯ll give you fifty taels of silver. If you lose, you give me fifty taels of silver. What do you think?¡±
Fifty taels of silver is really not a small amount in this society, enough to provide an ordinary family with two months of income.
Hearing Bao Zheng's words, Mr. Chang was stunned, and then said angrily: "Studying is actually being tainted by your money. It is really an insult to gentlemen, no, it is a disgrace to gentlemen."
"When did I say I'm polite? I'm just asking you if you dare to bet. Are you still scared by me?" Bao Zheng took a sip of tea disdainfully. This tone and demeanor did not change the Chang's attitude at all. Young master takes it seriously.
Liu Yan looked at Bao Zheng funny. This guy didn't even have money for tea, and he still wanted fifty taels of silver. It was really ridiculous, but this guy seemed to have some real talent, but I just heard him say that he He also despises poetry very much. I wonder if he can¡¯t write poetry to pretend to be noble or if he really has real talent and learning? Liu Yan is looking forward to it.
"You, you are so shameless!" Mr. Chang finally said a word after a long time.
"Hey, Mr. Chang, forget it if you don't have money. If I win, I won't take your money." Bao Zheng said kindly.
? ?Mr. Chang, this guy looks extremely vulgar. How can he look like he is writing poetry? And fifty taels of silver is not a lot, so if you don¡¯t have it, we¡¯ll help you cushion it first. You are so accomplished in poetry, why are you afraid of this kid? "The person next to me offered advice.
Mr. Chang thought the same thing, and immediately took out a silver note from his arms and put it on the table: "Look, this is fifty taels of silver. If you win, this is yours. If you lose, you not only have to give it to me, but also give it to me." Fifty taels of silver, and you still have to apologize to me."
"Haha, the eldest son is really refreshing. Okay, I will write a poem here." Bao Zheng paused and then chanted: "After all, in the middle of June in Miluo, the scenery is not the same as that of the four seasons. The Tianlian Lotus The leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are exceptionally red when reflecting the sun.¡±
When one of Bao Zheng's poems was finished, everyone present was immediately shocked. This poem, both in terms of confrontation and artistic conception, is much better than Chang Gongzi, especially the last sentence, the lotus leaves connecting the sky are infinitely green, reflecting the sun. The lotus is uniquely red. In this poem, the lotus is described in such a fiery way that it blooms heartily, as if it has entered a world of red.
"Good poetry, really good poetry. It turns out that the young master is also hiding his secrets. I admire him deeply." An old man clapped his hands and praised.
Bao Zheng turned his head and looked around, only to find an old man looking at him with a smile. He nodded and said, "I just said a few words casually. I can't go to the hall of elegance, but I still want to ask the old man to be a witness. I'm going to Do you have the ability to get Mr. Chang¡¯s fifty taels of silver?¡±
Bao Zheng is quite concerned about the fifty taels of silver. After all, he needs it very much. As for spending it all, he will have to consider it later.
"Haha, of course Young Master has this ability. Young Master Chang, this time, I served as a notary, but you lost." The old man said with a smile.
"Of course what Mr. Li said is correct. Chang Bai is also convinced that he has lost. These fifty taels of silver belong to this young master. May I ask what your surname is?"
"Bao Qingtian!" Bao Zheng said coquettishly, which immediately surprised everyone present again. Bao Qingtian, there are really people who dare to call this name. Even Qingtian dares to call it, so what else can he not dare to do?
Recommend Cheng Kongxiao¡¯s new book "The Holy Doctor Kills", welcome to read.