Datang's free and easy concubine

Chapter 16

"Is that poem good? I think it's not bad. Master Kong of the Imperial College praised a few words because of his affection, but it was passed on and passed on, but he became a gifted scholar. Don't you know that the surname Su is behind the scenes?"

"Hypocritical! Too hypocritical!"

Boom!

Cheng Chumo, Yu Chigong and the others swaggered in, and the scholars in the room looked astonished.

"Who are you? What are you going to do?"

"What kind of broken poems are you reading? Chirping and murmuring, you disturb my drinking, do you know that?" Yu Chi Gong shouted, raised his hand and slapped the scholar who was leaning against the door.

"You, how dare you hit someone?"

"It's just insulting to Sven!"

"Is there any king's law?"

A few scholars scolded with pale faces, while the girl in the room shrieked with a pale face.

"Wang Fa? Grandpa's fist is Wang Fa!" Cheng Chumo punched.

Su Cheng, who was going to come over to start a fight, stood silently aside, and for a while there were screams of ghosts and wolves in the room.

"You rascals, do you know who I am? My uncle is the imperial censor!"

"My father is the county magistrate of Wannian County! You just wait to go to jail!"

However, Cheng Chumo and the others turned a deaf ear to it. What's the point of beating someone?As long as it doesn't kill people, it doesn't matter!

Soon it stopped, Yuchi Baolin said: "I can't help but fight!"

Cheng Chumo shouted: "Grandpa, I'm drinking, what kind of broken poems are you reading, it's sour and smelly, I can't beat you to death!"

Su Cheng was a little speechless and said, "I wrote that sour and smelly broken poem."

Cheng Chumo and the others were stunned for a moment: "Aha? Did you write that broken poem?"

This is very embarrassing, Cheng Chumo said with some embarrassment: "So it's your poem, they all like your poem, haha..."

Su Cheng shook his head and said, "They don't like my poems, they are criticizing my poems!"

Cheng Chumo was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses and shouted loudly: "What the hell? They are gossiping behind their backs, so fucking shameless!"

While talking, Cheng Chumo gave everyone another kick.

This movement attracted the attention of the entire Xiangmanlou. I don't know how many people are watching the fun.

"Hey, my little master, why are you fighting? If you have something to say, talk it out, and if you have something to say, talk it out!"

"Yo, it's really lively." Several people watched the excitement appear outside the booth.

The few scholars in the room seemed to see a savior after seeing the person coming: "Young Master Zhangsun, Young Master Du, Young Master Gao, you have to decide for us, these rascals committed murder in public."

"You guys, I'm new to Chang'an, I'm afraid I don't know these people yet, let me introduce you, these are the two sons of Duke Lu's mansion, and these are the sons of Duke Yi's mansion..." Chang Sun Chong explained with a smile .

Every time they heard a name, the faces of the scholars turned even paler. Changsun Chong smiled and said: "These are all noble sons, what is it to beat a few people for no reason? If you can't beat them to death, you are already a favor. Not grateful Dade?"

Cheng Chu moaned: "Don't be sarcastic, Changsun Chong, come and fight if you have the guts!"

Su Cheng has already seen that Changsun Chong and the others are obviously at odds with Cheng Chumo and the others.

So Su Cheng walked forward slowly and smiled: "When I first arrived in Chang'an, I wrote a few poems casually. Although I didn't care, I was lucky enough to get a lot of praise. I just didn't expect to hear someone talking about it when I came to drink today. The poems I wrote are nothing more than that, but they slandered me behind my back, Brother Cheng and the others couldn’t get angry for a while, so they did it, how can it be called for no reason?”

One of the scholars changed his face drastically and said, "Chun Mian didn't know you wrote it?"

Su Cheng said lightly: "Yes, I wrote it!"

"Heh, how could you write this poem? Are you pretending to be a poem writer?" These scholars naturally didn't believe it.

Not to mention them, even Zhang Sun Chong and the others didn't believe it, because Cheng Chumo and the others were warriors who shouted and killed all day long, so it would be good if they could know a few words. How could this person write poetry if he mixed with Cheng Chumo and the others?

Chang Sun Chong questioned, "You really wrote it?"

Cheng Chumo shouted: "Of course! Brother Su is a great talent. He even wrote a poem yesterday. Why is the Yumen Pass full of yellow sand, wearing a golden armor to break through Loulan..."

Su Cheng couldn't help stroking his forehead, Cheng Chumo, you are probably not an undercover agent sent by the other party, are you?

Yuchi Baolin and others shouted loudly: "Good poetry! Good poetry!"

If it wasn't for the swollen nose and swollen face, these talented scholars would have burst out laughing, and they hummed: "How dare you call poetry writing? You must be pretending!"

A pretty girl, Pingting, came down gracefully, and said with a gentle smile, "This young master is really the author of How Much Do You Know and the Prophet of Spring River Plumbing Duck?"

Changsun Chong's eyes were immediately attracted to them, and they all cupped their hands and said, "Miss Mengyue!"

Mengyue girl's gentle blessing: "I have seen a few young masters!"

Su Cheng smiled slightly and said, "That's right, these two poems were indeed written by me."

Miss Mengyue smiled and said: "Young master is a great talent. I admire these two poems deeply. These young masters did not know the name of your talent, so they misunderstood you. Why don't you just compose a poem? The misunderstanding will be resolved, and it will be a good story to spread!"

It has to be said that although the girl Mengyue who appeared suddenly was full of laughter, she was extremely powerful, and she hit the vital point all at once.

Didn't you say you wrote the poem?Then you write another song, as long as you write it out, then they are wronged first, and this turmoil will naturally pass.

If you can't write it, it's your fault.

The moon and stars were sparse, and the river was sparkling. Seeing the beautiful scenery of Qujiang, Su Cheng's heart moved, and he came to the window with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile, "Poetry? There is a chance for poetry tonight, so let's write one!"

Mengyue blessed her body slightly and said: "My family is all ears!"

For a while, the whole Xiangmanlou fell silent. Both the guests and the girls in Xiangmanlou were all staring at Su Cheng. How the conflict ended tonight depended on his poems.

With his hands behind his back at the window, Su Cheng chanted slowly: "The tide of the Spring River connects to the sea level, and the moon rises on the sea. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, where is the Spring River without moonlight?"

Su Cheng only chanted four lines, and the whole building could be heard falling needles. Mengyue's big eyes were shining, looking at Su Cheng standing by the window with a look of amazement on his face.

Everyone in Xiangmanlou who knew poetry looked at Su Cheng in shock.

This poem is so amazing!

However, this is just the beginning.

"The river flows round Fangdian, and the moon shines on the flowers and forests like hail;

Frost in the sky flies unconsciously, and Baisha cannot be seen in Tingshang.

The sky is the same colorless, and there is a solitary moon wheel in the sky.Who first saw the moon by the river?When does Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year?

Life has been endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. "

(End of this chapter)