Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

Hearing the dragon's entanglement, everyone who had a subtle change in their minds felt a bit of contempt inexplicably at the same time: If you lose, you lose. The gathering of literati, the high-level meeting with wine, is just for fun, and it's not about life and death.This dragon is also boring and obsessed, what's the point of messing up the good atmosphere?

Su Mu's family knows their own affairs. In a sense, the poems he wrote are really plagiarized, but the ones plagiarized are from later generations.

After all, the excellent chapters in Ming and Qing poems are limited, use one less than one, and don't waste it until the critical moment.

Therefore, Su Mu happily refused: "The excitement is over, the poem is the voice of the heart, it is expressed with emotion, and it is tasteless to force it. That's it for today, I will leave."

"Haha, it's true, it's true!" Seeing that Su Mu didn't agree, Long Zai thought he had guessed right, and laughed triumphantly; "Su Mu, Su Mu, you are really a villain. If I guessed correctly, you just now This song "Plucking Mulberries" is read from which Song version of the lonely book, and now you have exhausted it, so you dare not fight?"

Su Mu smiled: "Long Zai, I respected you earlier as a seed for reading, but you are so troublesome, but I can't answer it. If I, Su Mu, had so many Song version books, I would have made a fortune long ago. Is it still necessary to wander around Beijing?"

The collection of gold and stone began in the Song Dynasty and ended with Zhao Mingcheng, Li Qingzhao's husband, and finally became an independent study.Gold in troubled times, collection in prosperous times.During the reign of Hongzhi, the country was peaceful and the economy was prosperous. Nowadays, folk collections are popular. A single copy of the Song Dynasty is worth at least a thousand taels of silver.Only one book is needed, and it is the upper middle class, the proper middle class.

Looking at Su Mu's attire, he doesn't look like a rich master.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard what he said.

Even Mrs. Zhang didn't feel Waner, and couldn't help but said: "Indeed, a wonderful poem may be said to be plagiarized, but two poems in a row can already explain the problem. Look at this Su Xiucai. Only such a person can write such a poem, and I am looking forward to it. In the past, Li Taibai's [-] poems on fighting wine, it can be seen that as long as this person is talented, he can write good works at any time. It doesn't make sense."

While talking, the owner of the Zhang Mansion sat back on his seat.

"Mother, how many Li Taibai are there in this world?" Zhang Heling saw the expectant look on his mother's face and knew that she was interested.As long as the mother wanted something, he, a son, would naturally try to get it.

He Zhang Houye has this ability, also has this boldness.

"Okay, everyone is not allowed to leave, that sumu, you have to write another song." Zhang Heling shouted domineeringly: "It can be regarded as giving me Zhang Heling face, if you give me face, Benhou will naturally give you face in the future , the matter is as simple as that, do it for me, servant of the Four Treasures of the Study!"

"Haha, Su Mu, do you dare to accept this challenge?" Zhang Hou's words hit Long Zai's arms. It can be said that this is his last chance.If you can't save your defeat in the next round, your reputation will be over.Not only do you have to lose to the disgraced face, but you also feel that you said that Su Mu plagiarized because of jealousy and intentionally ruined his reputation: "If you are still a man, promise me. Otherwise, what face do you have to walk in this world?"

Su Mu was so entangled by him that he became angry. To be honest, there are too many variables in the next match, and the things in his stomach are limited.Even if I remember some peerless masterpieces, it may not be suitable for the occasion.

If something went wrong, wouldn't the preparations made during this period of time be self-defeating.

But Zhang Heling had already spoken, if he didn't agree, he might not be able to get out of the Shouninghou Mansion today.

Su Mu was still very calm on the surface: "Even if there is another match, I will let you lose today."

Long Zai's eyes were red: "It's not clear who wins and who loses, don't let the thieves run wild!"

"Okay, who will come up with a topic?" Seeing that both parties agreed, Zhang Heling was happy, bowed his head and said to Mrs. Zhang: "Mother, why don't you come up with it?"

Mrs. Zhang said with a smile: "I am a woman from a Taoist family, so I know some poems and songs. Is there such a generous family as Mr. Li Shishi here, please ask Mr. Li to come up with the questions."

Master Zhang Hou hurriedly walked over: "Master Li, you can make one."

Li Shishi didn't refuse, he touched his chin in thought, and tapped lightly on the table with his fingers: "What should we do?"

While talking, he looked at Long Zai beside him with a half-smile.

Su Mu was still on the stage, at this time, Yun Qing who was beside him suddenly pulled his sleeve quietly, as if he had something to say.

Su Mu was puzzled and turned his head to look over.

Yun Qing covered his face with his sleeves, and whispered in Su Mu's ear with a voice that could only be heard by two people: "Master Li and Long Zai are on the same road, listen to the rhythm of his fingers tapping on the table. , Shuangtune, 44 characters, and the opening sentence, 得少平平, 基平平得, is clearly asking what kind of Ci card Long is playing?"

Su Mu is a layman in rhythm, and his head is a little confused: "What's wrong?"

Yun Qing: "In "Bu Suanzi", Wan Shu's "Ci Lv" thought it was derived from "a person who sells divination and fortune-telling". Don't you understand that?"

"Ah!" Su Mu didn't expect to be so particular about it, these two bird people are really sinister!

He couldn't help but look down, only to see that Long Zai also stretched out his finger and knocked on the table a dozen times, obviously understood Li Shishi's intention, and answered in the same way.

"It's "Linjiang Immortal". Long Zai must have written it before. He had the old manuscript in hand and was very satisfied. That's why he chose this title. My son, it's not so easy to write a new poem soon. How can it compare to someone's repeated revisions in advance?" Yun Qing's face was full of worry.

Su Mu comforted: "Miss Yun Qing, don't worry, maybe the truth is not what you imagined..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Shishi stood up: "Everyone, I like the poems of the great Yan Xianggong of the Song Dynasty the most, especially the poem "The bright moon was there at that time, and it once returned under the colorful clouds." " as the title."

Zhang Heling looked back at his mother, saw Mrs. Zhang nodded slowly, and then said loudly: "Okay, just write this. Su Mu and Long Zai, you all give me the full copy."

On the stage, Su Mu took a deep breath: As expected, these two shameless things!

While talking, the boys from the Hou's Mansion came running quickly, cleared a space under the stage, put down two tables, and placed a set of stationery on each.

Long Zai was not polite either, striding forward, grinding the ink furiously, sneering while grinding.

The arena was extremely quiet, and the whole world was filled with the sound of rubbing ink ingots and inkstones.

That's right, as Yun Qing said, he had already guessed Li Shishi's intentions when Li Shishi tapped out the rhythm of "Bu Suanzi" with his fingers.