I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 37
"This... I will wait for my lack of talent and learning, and I will hope that the old lady will take care of me when the time comes."

Kong Zong said neither humble nor overbearing, but all the children next to him were full of pride. Being able to show their faces in front of Master Zhou, they obviously felt that it was very honorable, and they also felt that they were valued by Master Zhou.

At this time, Pan Wenhao at the other table had already stood up, and at this moment, he assured the master Zhou with a respectful face.

"Don't worry, my lord. I will be invited to celebrate the old lady's birthday today. My lord highly values ​​it, and it is my duty!"

"As the so-called scholar dies for his confidant..."

At this moment, Pan Wenhao actually wanted to show off his literary skills a few times, but that week's director immediately interrupted with a smile, apparently feeling that the horse was too stiff.

"Alright, alright, what Nephew Pan Xian said is very good, then Zhou will be waiting to see your literary talents."

After Master Zhou finished speaking, he went to the other side, and all the children hurriedly handed each other off and sat down again. The children all looked excited and talked about what poems to write to be able to enter the master's eyes. Kong Zong looked at each other.

"What do I say, today's matter cannot be escaped."

Kong Zong said dumbfoundedly, Song Mu's expression was calm at the moment, and he just responded in a low voice.

"In all fairness, we just need to do our best and don't need to be too pushy."

"Then you are not afraid of ruining your current reputation?" Kong Zong asked rhetorically.

"It's nothing more than a poem. The real reputation is gained in the examination room and on the battlefield, not just by following others." Song Mu said in a very low voice, and Kong Zong nodded slightly after hearing this sentence. Just tilt your head to look the other way.

"Pan Wenhao seems very happy? Maybe he was prepared."

"That wouldn't be better." Song Mu said softly, but his eyes were looking outside the door, thinking about Li Mo'er whom he just met, wondering where the other party is now in the Emerald Building, and what he is going to do.

Master Zhou walked through the Jade Building once, and greeted all the guests. When everyone was excited, another servant downstairs shouted again.

"The birthday star is here!"

All the people who had just sat down immediately stood up again, looked at the door on the first floor again, and saw an old woman coming with the help of several people, and several relatives of Master Zhou enthusiastically went to support her. Leading the way, followed by the girl and woman, a large crowd of people poured into the building, creating a lively scene.

The guests congratulated one after another, and the old lady was also very happy. They said a few words of thanks, and ordered another play. Master Zhou went downstairs in person, and even carried the old lady to the third floor to take a seat.

The scene of such a loving mother and filial piety was praised by all the guests. Many people even raised their sleeves and wiped their tears. They said frankly that such a scene was really moving and filled with emotion.

Song Mu didn't know whether those people's actions were true or not, but judging by the spirit of the old lady and the way a large group of maids embraced her, it was obvious that she was well-raised.

At least the rules of human relations are normal, even if the master book made a few shows this week, it has achieved some practical points.

When the birthday star entered the banquet, the Jade Building was officially opened, with wine and luminous cups, and countless servants began to serve dishes, and all kinds of auspicious words spread throughout the Jade Building.

This made the scene even more grand.

Not long after, everyone drank for three rounds, and the master of the week also stood on the third floor with a wine glass and toasted again to the guests.

"Everyone, Mr. Zhou is very grateful for being able to attend my mother's birthday banquet today. Here is another toast to everyone!"

Saying so, everyone also echoed, and after drinking, they heard someone propose.

"My lord, today's old lady's birthday banquet is so auspicious, my lord might as well write a poem to cheer up the fun!"

Some people said so, and others responded one after another. No one is unwilling to do such a thing that is too literal and elegant.

That Zhou's master was not polite at the moment, drank all the wine in the glass, and wrote a song when he opened his mouth.

The temples in Chinese clothes are young, and Wan Shiping celebrates his birthday.

I advise the heavenly father to be more generous, and the rare joys to be more affectionate!
Everyone applauded one after another, and Master Zhou also suggested that everyone write poems together, which made the old lady a little happier.

Immediately, someone stood up and took out the poems that had been prepared and read them out, receiving bursts of applause.

Some people came out to play the tune, and others were naturally eager to try it. At present, there were people writing poems on every floor, but they were all slobber poems, which could not be said to be talented, but soon, the poems made by a scholar made everyone feel excited. The field exclaimed.

Because he wrote a brilliant poem.

Although it is only a poem of the second level, it is enough to make people feel surprised. The director of Zhou was even more happy at the moment, praised the scholar again and again, and even rewarded the scholar with ten taels of silver.

This made the children who were watching quite restless, they also wanted to show their faces in such an occasion and make a difference.

Kong Zong also took a look at Song Mu at the moment, and said with a wry smile: "Then I will do it later, after all, I promised Master Zhou to write a congratulatory poem."

Kong Zong summoned a servant, brought a pen and paper, and immediately picked up the pen to meditate.

Song Mu looked up, and the other Tongsheng also looked up.

"The pines and cypresses in front of the gate are growing towards the sun, and the treasures are all five blessings at the gate."

Kong Zong wrote these two lines of poems, and there was a bit of literary energy on the paper. The expressions of all the children were surprised, and Song Mu straightened his back and looked at Kong Zong.

But when the word "Quan" fell, Kong Zong's pen tip did not fall again, and the talent that had just arisen disappeared one after another.

Kong Zong turned his head to look at Song Mu, and shook his head with a wry smile.

"My mind is empty for a while."

Everyone couldn't help sighing when they saw this, but they also thought about what good poems they wanted to write.

Just when everyone was scratching their heads and trying to write a good poem, Pan Wenhao stood up at this moment, with his head held high and his chest held high, and walked outside confidently.

"Pan Wenhao, who was born late, also wrote a small poem, saying that Mrs. He is as blessed as the East China Sea, and her life is longer than Nanshan."

Pan Wenhao's voice was so loud that it could be heard in almost the entire Emerald Building, and Pan Shun, who was sitting on the third floor at the same moment, also smiled when he heard Pan Wenhao's voice.

Hearing that someone was composing a poem again, a servant immediately went upstairs with the poem. Song Mu and Kong Zong also looked at each other, wanting to see what kind of poem Pan Wenhao wrote.

The mountains and rivers are vast, and the blue moon washes the sky.

Nanshan takes fairy peaches, and borrows them for a long time.

A five-character quatrain appeared on the paper, and the guest who was reading the text raised his eyebrows when his voice fell, because at that moment, a wave of talent jumped out of the paper, and that talent unexpectedly rose up, appearing in the old lady's elegant eyes all the time. In the middle of the day, it turned into stars and fell in front of the old woman.

"This...is a three-double talent, and it's a special birthday celebration poem?"

Immediately, someone exclaimed, with a surprised expression on his face.

And all the talented students of the county school began to taste the quatrain just now. Although there are only twenty characters, the artistic conception is very beautiful.

Ask Nanshan for a fairy peach in exchange for a long life.

This poem is not amazing, but this sentence is really wonderful in this artistic conception.

Even Song Mu praised in his heart, this is really a good poem.

Seeing that the poem was actually written to be beneficial to his mother that week, the chief bookkeeper also blushed at this moment, and cupped his hands towards Pan Wenhao.

"Nephew Wen Hao has a good literary talent and is so full of knowledge, he must be in high school in the future!"

"Uncle's praise is ridiculous, and Wen Hao also expressed his feelings. I wish the old lady a long life and a happy life. I will also be diligent and live up to the expectations of adults. I will win more glory for my Shiyang County students!"

Pan Wenhao, who was praised, was also excited, and he cupped his hands quickly and said, Pan Shun, who was sitting upstairs, also laughed heartily at this moment. What could be more gratifying than this for his son to give him such a face?
After saying this, Pan Wenhao turned his head and glanced at Song Mu, and the corner of his mouth curled up, but he said suddenly.

"It's the old lady's birthday today, so I took the liberty to come out and make a fool of myself, but Song Mu seems to have prepared a poem, Wen Hao thinks it must be brilliant."

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