Xiao Yun did not expect that here he would meet two of the four famous writers of later generations, literary and elegant figures, but he felt a little distressed because he already knew from later generations that their lives would not be easy in the future, especially Luo Guanzhong.

These two writers, whose names have been passed down through the ages, were obviously more interested in stories than people, and seemed a bit unsociable. They clasped their fists and smiled at Zhang Chenbao and the others. Even after saying hello, they sat down again and sat down again.

He began to talk about two masterpieces of later generations in a completely unknown way.

Xiao Yun looked at it for a while and saw that the entire venue was full of people, except for the huge chair in the middle that was still empty. Without thinking too much, he knew that it was Zhang Shicheng's seat.

There were also many people coming to the court with the servants of the housekeeper, either men or women. Most of them stood in front of their masters, not looking away. Occasionally, some maids and girls on the court would bring some water, wine and snacks. Xiao Yun watched.

They were eating and drinking in the same way. Although they looked calm on the outside, they were actually beginning to panic in their hearts.

There are at least a hundred people coming today. Judging from the appearance of holding large linear volumes of ancient books in their hands, most of them are scholars who have read poetry and books. Even Shi Naian and Luo Guanzhong are here.

When I came, I learned from later generations that these two men were proficient in all the classics, poems, astronomy, geography, medical divination, astrology, etc., otherwise they would not have been able to write the four great classics. Although he boasted that he was better than them

They have five or six hundred years of experience and poetry and poetry of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but when it comes to poetry and poetry, they are really no match for them. If the two of them join forces and others deliberately make things difficult, then today's banquet will be embarrassing.

Lost it at home!

While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard someone in the distance saying: "The boat with the thin oar returned from selling stones. The wine stains were all over the moss clothes. The attacking chariots and warships were so numerous that they refused to look back and ask questions!" The voice was not loud, but everyone was talking.

After hearing clearly, everyone looked around and saw a man in his forties from the second group near the window on the left. He was wearing a gray robe, holding a paper fan in his hand, and had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked like a statue, standing in his place.

, shaking his head and mumbling.

As soon as he finished speaking, many people behind him cheered loudly, and the sound was quite scary.

Xiao Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and snorted coldly: "I'm just reciting a poem by my predecessors. Is it really necessary?"

"What's wrong with the poems of our predecessors? It's only people's ability to be able to recite them. I don't want some people to be so obscene and shameless...?" Before Xiao Yun finished speaking, Li Xuanxiang, who was sitting beside him, made a sharp exchange of words. After he finished speaking, he didn't forget to turn the page.

A pair of eyes as clear as water glared at him fiercely.

Xiao Yun was a little dumbfounded and thought to himself: "As for it, I just touched your breast accidentally. Is it such a big thing that you need to hold a grudge? Besides, I helped you cover up your shame? Hey, woman,

Women, no wonder they say they would rather offend the devil than a woman!"

Just when the two were tit-for-tat, many people on the field began to chant poems and compete with each other, and the atmosphere slowly became lively. However, most of them were chanting what their predecessors had done, and there was nothing surprising about it. Xiao Yun listened for a long time, and originally

The worry that had been on my mind gradually relaxed, "Damn it, grandma, I thought that all ancient people were Li Bai, Du Fu, Su Shi, and Wang Anshi? It turned out that they were just some elegant fake talents who picked up the wisdom of others?"

"Hey, I, Xiao Yun, have a history of more than 600 years, am I still afraid that I can't beat you?"

Li Xuanxiang had been paying attention to Xiao Yun, and saw that he had a look of disdain on his face after listening to everyone's poems. He felt that this man was not only shameless, but also extremely arrogant. He wanted to teach him a lesson, but he didn't have any good poems at the moment.

He made fun of the poems of his predecessors, so he stopped writing them.

The atmosphere on the field became more and more lively, and many people took the opportunity to show off. Xiao Yun was a little bored and was thinking of a way to leave. Suddenly he saw a person waving a folding fan to Shi Naian, and Luo Guanzhong and two people came over.

Xiao Yun looked up and saw that it was the middle-aged man who was the first to sing "Taihu Old Man" by Lu Guimeng in the Tang Dynasty. The man walked up to Shi Naian, bent down slightly and said: "I'm from Luyuan, Chun'an people.

I heard that Mr. Shi is extremely talented and learned, and it is rare that we meet him at the residence of His Majesty King Wu today. How about Mr. Lu having the courage to ask Mr. Shi to recite a poem?"

Shi Naian smiled and said: "I have only read a few lines of poetry. I am not a talented man. I don't have a deep study of poetry. Isn't it a deep study?"

Xiao Yun was surprised. Influenced by TV dramas of later generations, those so-called talents, such as Li Bai, Su Shi, Tang Bohu, Xu Wei and other famous talents, couldn't be more eloquent and have great poems coming out of their mouths. I thought that although Shi Naian was not as famous as Li Bai and Su Shi,

Tang Bohu and Xu Wei are, after all, the authors of the Four Great Classics, and have been famous for hundreds of years. Reciting poems casually is nothing. Unexpectedly, Shi Naian's speech has no air of talent. Even when asked to recite poems to answer questions, he easily refuses.

!Can’t help but feel a little disappointed.

When Lu Yuan saw Zhang Chenbao and his entourage coming in, although he also bowed to him, Zhang Chenbao, as the prince, bowed his hands to Shi Naian, obviously looking at him favorably. This was something Lu Yuanyuan, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, could not tolerate.

Yes, seeing Shi Naian's refusal, Lu Yuan seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said like a yin but not a yang: "Lu originally thought that Mr. Shi was extremely talented. Today, the scenery of Taihu Lake is so diverse and beautiful that Mr. Shi will definitely be able to compose a poem. Unexpectedly

...Ahem...?" He put away the paper fan and pretended to sigh.

Shi Naian said nonchalantly: "Did you disappoint Mr. Lu?" There was no other word after that.

Lu Yuan seemed very satisfied. He opened the folded paper fan slightly, smiled slightly, waved to everyone, and turned around to leave.

Before I could turn around, I heard a voice saying: "Isn't it just a poem? What's so difficult about it?"

The voice was not loud, but it was steady and powerful. People above and below the venue could hear it clearly. Some people had begun to turn their heads to look for the speaker. Fang Taiping and Li Xuanxiang, who were sitting upright, were closest to the voice, so they could naturally hear the words clearly.

Clearly, Fang Taiping raised the corner of his mouth and said with a slight smile: "Finally I couldn't bear it anymore!" Li Xuanxiang frowned and muttered: "I don't know whether to live or die!"

Lu Yuan was provocative. Originally there were many people in the venue who were dissatisfied. However, he was a Jinshi in the 11th year of Yuan Zhizheng, and was awarded the title of county magistrate of Huating, Songjiang Prefecture (now part of Shanghai City). His reputation was well known, and now he is even more favored by His Majesty the King of Wu.

However, no one dared to say anything, so when they saw his appearance just now, everyone looked at Shi Naian. They thought there was going to be a fight, but Shi Naian didn't pick up the fight, which made many people disappointed.

Who would have thought that such a shameless statement broke out from the crowd, and everyone was immediately curious to find the source of the sound. They went back and forth, and the people around Xiao Yun had already told everyone with their eyes that the words just now were said by this kid! You guys look for it.

Him!

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Chapter completed!