"Young Master Qi's appearance is indeed very impressive."

"I don't know... I thought you were the top pick in high school."

Qi Heng was stunned.

They seem angry?

Why is that?

He pondered slightly, and understood the reason for their emotions.

They... do have reason to be angry.

Because from the beginning, maybe they just thought that this was a simple same-year contest.

But I didn't expect that Gu Tingye would forcefully turn the scene into such a situation!

So—what do these rich and powerful children really mean?

Do you want to step on them to gain fame?

Immediately.

Then another person said with a blank face: "You want to embarrass us... I really don't know where you have the courage."

"Let's take a look."

"After tonight, how can you have the face to call yourself a person who has read the book!"

Qi Heng smiled.

However... still did not give him a chance to speak.

Among the group of students, the one in the middle suddenly drank the wine in his hand.

Let's drink.

He said with a half-smile: "The chaotic strips haven't turned yellow yet, but when they lean against the east wind, they become wild. When they let the flying flowers cover the sun and the moon, they don't know that there is clear frost in the sky and the earth."

In an instant.

Qi Heng's whole body is not well.

what's the situation?

Compose poetry without a word?

And coming up is a big move!

How can this communicate normally?

This poem... Of course he is no stranger to it!

It is no exaggeration to say that this poem alone reminded him of the fear and powerlessness of being completely dominated by these people in his elementary and middle school days.

Chapter 37

Zeng Gong, Yong Liu.

Not to mention what he chanted, what it originally meant, when used here, there is only one meaning!

Tang and Song poets are best at using things to describe people, and express aspirations by using things, which is vividly reflected in this poem.

He was mocking—

Qi Heng and his group, relying on the shadow of their ancestors, are arrogant and domineering, and they don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

"Thinking that their so-called glory can cover the sun and the moon, but they don't know that there are clear frosts like them in this world."

This layer of meaning.

Not to mention Gu Tingye and Gu Qianfan who are both civil and military, even Yuan Wenshao and Ling Xiaoqi, who rarely read books, can hear it.

a time.

People upstairs and downstairs, including Zeng Gong, all applauded.

"What a song about willows!"

On Qi Heng's side, everyone stared angrily.

But all they could do... was glaring.

Gu Tingye was extremely aggrieved.

He knows the quality of essays, and Qi Heng can't compare with them.

He also made an appointment with them, only for endorsement, not for writing.

But the problem is, he can't keep people from talking?

What can you do if people export it?

Gu Tingye gritted his teeth.

Qi Heng smiled casually, and gave up the polite process of announcing himself to them.

He smiled and said, "Second Uncle, this is the beginning of the show and we are going to give us a big blow."

Gu Tingye said bitterly: "Don't pay attention to them, you..."

But did not expect.

Before he finished speaking, Qi Heng took a few steps forward inexplicably, and stood directly in front of Zeng Gong.

……

its year.

Zeng Gong was a few years older than Gu Tingye, he was nearly thirty years old, he looked dignified and stable, but he had a romantic temperament looming, it was really light.

Maybe he didn't know why this little Duke Qi was standing so close.

But of course he doesn't care.

He just poured another glass of wine by himself, quite complacent.

Qi Heng sighed in his heart.

He may not have thought of making friends with the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties before. If he changed the occasion and situation, he might save him some face.

But not now.

He said with a smile: "Actually, I don't like Yong Liu. I always feel that willow branches and catkins are too frivolous and dissolute."

The potential meaning of this sentence is--

Most of the officials and officials cling to power and have no principles, so they are not qualified to ridicule them.

Of course Zeng Gong and his group understand it.

But who would care about him?

From their point of view, this means that Qi Heng Qian donkey is poor and unable to write poems, so he can only maintain his self-esteem through this dying method.

To put it bluntly-death to save face.

And not just them.

Even Sheng Changbai upstairs and Gu Tingye downstairs have this meaning.

They feel that Qi Heng's bluntness is actually a bit inferior.

but don't want to-

Qi Heng smiled and said: "Personally, I like bamboo better. The toughness of bamboo has been praised in ancient and modern times."

"Stay firm on the green hills and not let go, the roots are originally in the broken rocks."

"Thousands of blows are still strong, let the wind from southeast to northwest."

……

this moment.

Zeng Gong, who was only one step away from Qi Heng, changed his expression drastically.

Those present, who can't hear it?

He used Yong Liu to mock Qi Heng, saying that their sons and daughters of the rich and powerful were not arrogant, ignorant, yet they dared to compete with them.

But Qi Heng told them that it doesn't matter what you say, he stood upright and stood still.

As soon as this poem came out, the whole building was shocked.

The students of the same age beside Zeng Gong exchanged glances in surprise and then shook their heads.

meaning is--

They had never heard the poem, it was just made by the person in front of them.

Gu Qianfan was surprised.

Gu Tingye, who wanted to dissuade Qi Heng, was dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at Qi Heng for a long time, then suddenly applauded.

"it is good!"

"It's a good sentence to let the wind from the southeast to the north!"

Followed by.

Regardless of whether you can understand it or not, regardless of whether you can understand the artistic conception of this poem, the group of dignitaries behind Gu Tingye and everyone upstairs and downstairs applauded loudly.

"it is good!"

"Young Lord Qi is mighty and domineering!"

same.

Sheng Changfeng was also full of amazement and couldn't believe it.

Sheng Changbai was absent-minded for a moment, and then he sighed.

"Nice poem!"

Beside the two of them, Mo Lan and Ru Lan also cheered.

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