Datang: I played synthesis in Zhenguan

Chang Sun Chong slapped his forehead with an annoyed look, Liao Meiren covered her mouth and snickered, Chang Sun Chong's masterpiece had never been heard in Chang'an City.

On weekdays, the name of the dandy is well-known to every household, but it is hard to describe this true talent and learning.

Beauty Liao parted her vermilion lips lightly, her voice was clear and indescribably cool and elegant.

"Xiao Langjun, there is no limit to the theme of words or poems today, if I can get everyone's approval, I will admit defeat."

What is this, this is blatantly looking down on Chang Sun Chong, which makes Princess Changle anxious behind Chang Sun Chong.

She came to cheer for Lin Meiren. If Changsun Chong could write decent poems and destroy Liao Meiren's prestige, that would be the best.

But this matter can't be counted on Chang Sun Chong's wine bag and rice bag!Fang Yizhi is also the master of poetry and poetry with an elm head, and he is also the master of making people laugh.

She was like an ant on a hot pan, running around in a hurry.

"Cousin don't panic, cousin, I have a solution"

Chang Sun Chong had been prepared for a long time, and took out a piece of snow-white rice paper from his arms, smiling very calmly.

"what is this?"

Chang Le was puzzled, could it be possible that Sun Chong bought other people's poems in advance and wanted to cheat in public?
But when did Changsun Chong have this ability to predict the future? This is really strange.

"Cousin, these are the poems on the master's desk"

"I think that Quan Changan, Yi Zhi Aye, I, Aye, are full of praise for him, and I think his poems will never be bad"

After finishing speaking, he unfolded the paper without haste, grinded the pen, and copied it slowly.

When Changle heard that it was Zheng Renjing's poem, he immediately felt relieved, not to mention that Zheng Renjing's great talent was an existence that made Fang and Du Zi sigh.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chang Sun Chong sent the poems he had written. At this moment, he was the only focus of the audience.

And Zheng Renjing didn't know that the boring things he wrote for them in class were compared with them, and he wanted to see Zhang Sun Chong's jokes.

"Your Majesty, although the assistant dog is a bit stubborn, his courage is unmatched by anyone in Chang'an."

Fang Xuanling sighed at Li Shimin, she reprimanded Fang Qiu calmly on such an occasion, without a trace of timidity, there are not many young people.

"Hey~ Old Fang, don't speak nice words for him, if you want to fight later, you have to fight."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help grinning. After all, his son was in the limelight, and being an old man was very useful. Seeing his demeanor as if he was sure of winning, he couldn't even figure out how deep the water was.

"Pfft~"

Liao Meiren, who was originally indifferent, broke the tranquility of Yufeng Tower with a chuckle. Everyone didn't understand why Liao Meiren, who had always been aloof, lost her composure.

"Mr. Xiaolang, this poem, yes"

"It's a bit weird, I don't know if Mr. Xiaolang is willing to let everyone taste it"

Liao Meiren looked at the words on the poem, frowning and snickering, making everyone's hearts itch.

"What's wrong with this, everyone enjoys tasting, casual tasting"

Liao Meiren obtained the consent of Changsun Chong, and then read the poem aloud.

"Two orioles singing green willows"

After the first sentence, everyone present had different expressions, because Chang Sun Chong's poem clearly surpassed his standard, so it can be said to be a good sentence.

The words are simple, but just a few words can outline a spring scene. This writing skill can be described as a great talent.

"I didn't expect that, the right servant has a successor, and I can't wait for this poem."

"Yeah, I didn't expect Brother Changsun to improve so much after three days, I'm ashamed!"

Everyone in the field praised what they should, and naturally they were not stingy in complimenting the eldest son of You Pu She's family.

Changsun Chong heard that the whole person became taller and taller again. There is no way he hasn't enjoyed this kind of treatment for a long time.

"What's so embarrassing, it's not because of Brother Jing."

Chang Le pouted, not seeing such a villain as Chang Sun Chong.

And Changsun Wuji also felt that he had more face, after all, his son showed him his face once.

"Quickly read the second sentence, let me appreciate it later"

Then someone urged Liao Meiren to read the poem quickly, they couldn't wait to read the second line of the poem.

Liao Meiren looked puzzled, smiled wryly, and shook her head.

"This second sentence confuses me the most, please explain it later, Mr. Xiaolang."

Liao Meiren's cold voice sounded again

"Aye's self-hanging southeast branch"

Um?Everyone present thought that there was something wrong with their ears, and looked at the opposite person one by one, staring at each other for a long time, unable to speak.

"Two orioles sing green willows, Aye hangs the southeast branch by himself"

"What kind of verse is this?"

"Dross, ruins poetry"

"That's right, the first sentence describes the scenery, and the second sentence describes some outrageous remarks."

"Hahaha, this poem is about the scene where the right servant shoots himself on the southeast branch in the spring, wonderful, wonderful"

For a moment everyone burst out laughing, the eldest grandson Wu WuXi hid in the box wishing he could get into the cracks in the ground, it was so fucking embarrassing.

He has lived so long and has not had such a shameful moment, and he was still slandered by his own son, which made him go where to reason.

"Auxiliary machine, don't let your mind get lost. I still count on you to assist me, and Guanyin's maidservant can't do without you!"

Li Shimin thought that when the eldest grandson Wuji really hung himself on the southeast branch, he was really afraid that his brother-in-law would hang himself, so he hurried to appease him.

"Asshole, when did I hang up the southeast branch? I'm going to beat this brat to death later"

Changsun Wuji squeezed the belt fiercely, if it wasn't for the embarrassment of rushing out on this occasion, he would have killed him long ago.

"A group of egrets go up to the blue sky, and Aye hangs on the southeast branch"

"The window contains the snow of Xiling Qianqiu, Aye still wants the southeast branch"

"The boats of thousands of miles in Dongwu, all kinds of self-hanging southeast branches"

Liao Meiren recited the entire poem in one breath, and she couldn't help licking her lips. This poem is so unique.

"Nizi, Nizi!"

Changsun Wuji was held back by Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling, one on the left and the other on the right. Now he really didn't care about his face and wanted to rush out and kill his son.

"Auxiliary machine, don't worry, we will teach him a lesson later"

"That's right, that's right, I'll lend you a belt for the auxiliary machine later, I'm afraid it won't kill him"

And Zheng Renjing in the private room only said "Fuck" after hearing it

Isn't this a self-hanging southeast branch that he wrote on his desk when he had nothing to do?He remembered throwing it in the trash can.

I didn't expect this kid to steal trash to play with, and even showed it off.

"Look at you, how this will end, if you, Aye, find out, you will definitely be killed."

Chang Le was worried for Changsun Chong, this poem was so sensational, it would definitely reach Changsun Wuwu's ears tomorrow, will Changsun Chong still be alive at that time?
"Brother Changsun, why don't we go back and hide for two days, we can't go to other places, so we don't have to worry about no firewood if we stay in the green hills."

Fang Yi has been thinking about the way out, this poem is too rebellious.

"Who said I wrote this poem?"

Chang Sun Chong chuckled, his appearance was extremely lowly.

"It's not you, it's impossible"

Chang Le realized that Chang Sun Chong wanted to sell Zheng Renjing!
If this poem is touted by others, then today's flowers and applause are all his. If there is a problem with this poem, then he will shirk this poem to Zheng Renjing.

This is really a best-of-both solution, and he has nothing to do inside or outside.

"Dare you, brother Jing is here, you are not afraid of him beating you to death"

Chang Sun Chong is not afraid, he has made up his mind a long time ago, Zheng Renjing can't avoid this pot.

"Who said I made this poem, I just copied it for you"

When Chang Sun Chong spoke, Liao Meiren was surprised, she didn't expect that Chang Sun Chong turned against the water under the eyes of everyone.

"Then I don't know who made this poem. This poem really makes people laugh!"

"That is, who is the person who can make such a masterpiece?"

Under everyone's questioning, Zhang Sun Chong pointed to another box and told them loudly

"This poem is written by my teacher, Zheng Renjing of the Zheng family in Xingyang, and Master Zheng."

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Zheng Renjing's private room, and Zheng Renjing, the living Bodhisattva who was well-known in Chang'an, became the target of public criticism.

"I'll go, this apprentice is cheating Master!"