Do you know the long song of laughter?

Chapter 76 Another Lantern Festival
  "Teacher, the student will go back first."

Li An knew that Liu Xuewen wanted to protect him, and he was very moved.

However, he had no intention of giving up. Since others were bullying him, it was not his character not to fight back hard.

"Go." Liu Xuewen nodded.

Li An bowed, turned and walked out of the front hall.

After leaving Liu's house, he did not go home, but came to Bai's house.

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"Haha, Zhonghe still has some shortcomings when he was still a year old, so he doesn't deserve everyone's praise." Xu Shigao said with a smile.

While speaking, he glanced at Liu Xuewen and saw that his expression was dull, and the joy in his heart also dissipated a lot.

Today's Shangyuan Festival Poetry Competition, after the final judging, Xu Shigao's student Feng Xihui finally won the first place.

Feng Xihui came from a scholarly family and even took part in the county examination twice.

Last year in the county examination, I was very close to getting a meritorious title, so I certainly have some knowledge.

The poem he participated in the poetry meeting was composed by him last year, and Xu Shigao personally helped him make changes. Naturally, it was not comparable to those students from Yangzhou who had not even passed the county examination.

Xu Shigao sneered in his heart: "When the poetry meeting is over, let's see if you can still be so calm."

He is already ready. Tomorrow, he will arrange for someone to brag about his student's victory in the Yangzhou Poetry Society. Then he will ask him to compete with Liu Xuewen's students. If Liu Xuewen dares not let his students take part in the competition, he will add insult to injury. Liu Xuewen will not only be embarrassed. , even his student will be cast aside by Yangzhou students.

Gu Tingye bumped into Sheng Changbai beside him and said, "Do you think he is so arrogant here?"

Sheng Changbai smiled and said: "If you haven't read Zi Qian's poem, I will naturally participate. Okay, it's your turn!"

"Ok!"

Gu Tingye nodded and stepped forward.

"I have met you all, sir." Gu Tingye bowed his hands.

"Ok?"

Xu Shigao was enjoying himself when he was suddenly interrupted. He frowned and said, "What's the matter with this little brother?"

"I was entrusted by someone, and he couldn't come because he had something to do, so he asked me to bring the poem here for your appreciation," Gu Tingye said.

Xu Shigao waved his hand and said: "The rankings of the poetry meeting have been decided. If everyone is like you, wouldn't the rules of the poetry meeting be messed up?"

Although he didn't think the poem Gu Tingye came up with could beat the one written by his student Feng Xihui, he had won now and didn't want to take any more risks.

"Brother Xu is wrong. The purpose of holding the poetry meeting is to see the talents of Yangzhou students."

"Yes, why don't we listen to the poem first? If the poem is excellent, wouldn't it be a pity that we missed it?"

The officials in Yangzhou knew Gu Tingye, so they naturally wanted to show off their face and spoke one after another.

"No, as the saying goes, there is no rule without rules. Rules are rules." Xu Shigao refused.

Although all the people participating in the poetry meeting were from Yangzhou, regional struggles still existed. Counties also compete with each other.

The people who spoke were all Yangzhou officials, and Xu Shigao didn't know Gu Tingye. He had some doubts that Gu Tingye had specially arranged it because the Yangzhou officials couldn't afford to lose.

Even Gu Tingye's poems were written by these officials. If so, Feng Xihui's poem may not be comparable.

"This gentleman has misunderstood. My friend said that he doesn't care about the ranking. He just wants you to appreciate it and make a few comments." Gu Tingye said.

"That's not possible, the rules are the rules." Xu Shigao said.

Now it is no longer a matter of ranking. If Gu Tingye reads more poems than Feng Xihui's, even if he is not ranked, he will steal Feng Xihui's limelight, so he will naturally not agree.

Sheng Hong said: "Xu Xuezheng, since he said he doesn't care about ranking, let's not rank him. Let's enjoy it together."

"Then let's do what Lord Tongpan said." Even though Xu Shigao was unwilling in his heart, Sheng Hong had already spoken, so he couldn't object.

Gu Tingye bowed and said: "If there is a lamp but no moon, it will not entertain people. If there is a moon but no lamp it is not spring."

"When spring arrives in the world, people are like jade, and when the lamp is burning, the moon is like silver."

"The streets are full of pearls and greenery, and the village girls are wandering around, and the gods are dancing and singing in the boiling place."

"If you don't show your face and smile, how can you spend this good time?"

"How to spend such a good time? Most of the poems in the Shangyuan Poetry Society are written in the city, but this poem is unique in that it writes about the countryside. The whole poem has a beautiful artistic conception, which makes people feel like they have seen the Shangyuan Festival in the countryside. The excitement at that time." Sheng Hong praised.

"Indeed, this poem..."

This poem is indeed very good, and Sheng Hong praised it. If they didn't praise it, wouldn't it be a slap in Sheng Hong's face?

Xu Shigao's face was gloomy. He knew that Feng Xihui's limelight had been robbed. To be fair, this poem was much better than Feng Xihui's lyrics, and even he couldn't find fault with it.

If Li An knew what Xu Shigao was thinking, he would definitely laugh out loud.

Just kidding, this is Tang Yin's poem. Although Tang Yin is most famous for his erotic pictures of ladies, Tang Yin's talent and learning cannot be compared to these people.

"I wonder who this little brother studied under? To be able to write such a good poem at a young age, I think he must be a great scholar." Xu Shigao asked.

Gu Tingye said calmly: "This poem was written by my friend Li Ziqian, not me."

"Li Ziqian?"

Xu Shigao thought about it carefully and couldn't remember this person at all.

If he has such talent and knowledge, he should be quite famous. There is no way he has not heard of it.

This made him more certain that Gu Tingye was arranged by Yangzhou officials.

"Mr. Liu, I remember that your student's surname was Li and his given name was Ziqian, right?"

"It turns out that he is Mr. Liu's disciple. No wonder he can write such good poems."

"It is said that famous teachers produce brilliant disciples, and it is indeed true. But since he wrote such good poems, why didn't he participate in the poetry meeting?"

Many officials in Yangzhou knew Li An, and upon hearing this, they all asked Liu Xuewen.

"Impossible, how could it be him?" Xu Shigao exclaimed.

Xu Shigao couldn't accept it. If Li An really had this ability, why didn't Liu Xuewen agree to the competition?
  "Haha, I'm afraid Brother Xu doesn't know that Mr. Liu's disciple wrote a poem last year, but it's a pity that it wasn't written about the Lantern Festival, otherwise he would have won the first prize last year."

An official who was familiar with Xu Shigao reminded him.

Although the poem written by Li An last year was not included in the Shangyuan Poetry Collection and was only spread within Yangzhou, he had naturally heard of it, but he didn't take it to heart.

In addition, he went to Liu Xuewen's house in the morning to propose a competition, but Liu Xuewen rejected him, which made him feel that Li An was nothing more than that.

And if you call Liu Xuewen Mr. Liu, can you please stop calling me Brother Xu? It will make me a generation shorter.

"Haha, I asked him about it, and he said he couldn't come because he had something to do. I didn't know that he had someone bring a poem over." Liu Xuewen said with a smile.

Xu Shigao's face was gloomy. If he was just robbed of the limelight, his original method would be compromised, but it would still be useful.

Now it was Liu Xuewen's students who stole the limelight from his students, and all his methods were useless.

Gu Tingye smiled slightly, returned to Sheng Changbai, and whispered: "It's too boring here, why don't we go find Zi Qian? See how his lantern riddle stall is doing? I think he would make the riddle guessers angry if he asked such questions. Tear down his stall."

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