In the main hall, facing An Cangming's provocation, Su Cheng remained unmoved.
This kind of childish provocation method didn't work at all in front of him.
However, just when Su Cheng was about to speak, Su Sheng, who was sitting on the dragon throne, suddenly said: "Mr. Wu An, you must think clearly. Once you agree, you will have to face the poems and songs that Dayan Literary Sage is best at. "
Su Sheng knew Su Cheng's temper and was worried that if Su Cheng really agreed, if he lost, it would affect Daliang's status in the literary world.
Su Cheng was the literary saint that Su Sheng had finally cultivated, and he didn't want to be destroyed by Dayan's people at this time.
But as soon as these words came out, the corners of Murong Jie and An Cangming's mouths showed a look of pride.
Even the Emperor of Liang had no confidence in Su Cheng, and even did not hesitate to remind him personally. This shows that Su Cheng is indeed not good in other aspects.
Now, they have more confidence in themselves.
Even the liaison officers of the five dynasties looked at each other at this moment. Their judgments were the same as those of Murong Jie and An Cangming. They all believed that Su Cheng had not very good literary attainments except palindrome poetry.
On the other hand, Shen Youwei, who had never spoken a word, couldn't stand it anymore!
These guys either bully their husband-in-law, or they don’t trust their husband-in-law!
She stood up with a cold snort: "My husband, promise him, I'm afraid he will do something as an old man!"
These words almost made An Cangming angry to death!
Being called an old man in public is a mockery of him being older than Su Cheng and bullying the younger.
In the literary world, naturally the older the person is, the more he knows. After all, after so many years of accumulation in literature, he must know more than the younger person in all aspects.
An Cangming stared at Shen Youwei: "Above the main hall, why is it a woman's turn to interrupt?"
Shen Youwei was furious, her whole body exploded, and a powerful aura suddenly pressed towards An Cangming.
An Cangming, who had no strength to restrain a chicken, could not withstand this momentum. He was immediately shocked and took three steps back.
Fortunately, at this time, Su Cheng stretched out his hand to hold Shen Youwei: "Madam, you can't do anything in the main hall. The other party is a scholar, so let me solve it in a scholar's way."
Shen Youwei glanced at him and then stopped: "Okay, my husband, hurry up and defeat this guy. You must make him lose all face!"
Shen Youwei's husband dared to bully her, and she became hostile to An Cangming. If Su Cheng hadn't stopped him, she would have kicked him.
But what she didn't know was that just when she showed her momentum, the faces of the Dakun Dynasty and the Daqian Dynasty changed drastically at the same time.
It's just that these two people were sitting aside, and everyone's eyes were focused on Su Cheng and An Cangming, so no one noticed the change in their expressions.
At this time, Su Cheng persuaded Shen Youwei to retreat and turned to look at Su Sheng who was sitting on the dragon throne: "Your Majesty, don't worry, if you are not sure, I will not appear here."
Su Sheng stared at Su Cheng closely, and after pondering for a moment, he finally chose to believe Su Cheng: "In that case, I agree, let's get started!"
In fact, there is nothing he can do if he disagrees. Is it possible to find someone to deal with An Cangming now?
The literary world in Daliang has been silent for a long time, and there is not even a literary saint. An Cangming is a man of real talent and learning. Except for Su Cheng, the other bachelors of the Hanlin Academy are no match for An Cangming.
As soon as Su Sheng finished speaking, Murong Jie laughed and said: "Okay, very good. His Majesty the Emperor of Liang is indeed very cheerful. Old man, please be merciful later. After all, the two wives of Duke Wu An are watching from the side, haha." Ha ha!"
He said he was showing mercy, but actually he wanted An Cangming to kill Su Cheng. He just wanted Su Cheng to be embarrassed in front of Shangguan Yunge!
How could An Cangming not understand his master's words? He said with a smile: "My lord, please rest assured, I will definitely show mercy!"
Su Cheng looked at the two people singing together, and suddenly felt a little disgusted in his heart. He didn't even want to stay here for a moment, he just wanted to resolve this matter as soon as possible.
"Are you done talking? Let's start quickly after we finish chatting. I'm in a hurry." Su Cheng interrupted the conversation between the two impatiently.
An Cangming narrowed his eyes, stared at Su Cheng and sneered: "Is Marquis Wu An so impatient to lose to me?"
Su Cheng raised his eyebrows. He was really tired of this old man being so pretentious!
He immediately shook his head and said: "Forget it, since you are so ignorant, then I won't give you face, right? Let me do the poetry first. If you can beat me in one of them, I will lose!"
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Such arrogant words instantly petrified everyone present.
What is Mr. Wu An going to do?
In the surprised eyes of everyone, Su Cheng stared at An Cangming and said slowly: "Listen up!"
“One day the roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles.
If the wind stops and comes down, it can still blow away the water.
When people in the world see my extraordinary temperament, they all sneer when they hear my eloquent words.
Father Xuan can still be afraid of future generations, but his husband must not be young."
The first sentence shocked everyone directly, and the vitality in it can be seen after reading the whole poem!
Even An Cangming couldn't help but frown when he heard this. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to say that this was a good poem!
But this was not over yet. Su Cheng then said: "The second song, listen carefully!"
"The white wine is newly ripe and returns from the mountains; the yellow chickens peck at the millet and it is getting fat in autumn.
The children cook chicken and drink white wine, while the children laugh and hold people's clothes.
Sing loudly to get drunk and masturbate, dance to win the glory of the setting sun.
It is not early to persuade people to take advantage of all the hardships, and to cross the long distance on horseback with a whip.
The foolish woman in Kuaiji bought the minister lightly, so I resigned from home and went west to Qin.
Let's go out and look up to the sky with a big smile. How can we be the people of Penghao?"
The first sentence of the first song shocked everyone, and the last sentence of this song shocked everyone!
At this moment, not only An Cangming's face turned pale, but Murong Jie was also pressing the armrest of the chair, his face ashen.
Marde, who on earth said that Su Cheng only knew palindrome poetry?
Does this kind of literary talent look like someone who can only write palindrome poems?
Shangguan Yunge's eyes were shining at this moment. She didn't even expect that her husband-in-law was so powerful!
In fact, before she started, she was a little worried, but as soon as these two poems came out, she knew that her worries were right.
But Su Cheng wasn't done yet. In order to prevent others from challenging him, he immediately played another song: "Listen up, the third song!"
"The guest of Zhao is wearing a tassel, and the frost of Wu is bright. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like a shooting star. Kill a person in ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles. When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and hides himself and his name.
When I was leisurely passing by Xinling, I drank. I took off my sword and stood in front of my knees. I ate Zhu Hai from the roasted wine and held the cup to persuade the marquis to win. After three cups of vomiting, the five mountains were lighter. After the eyes were dizzy and the ears were hot, the spirit and energy were born.
I waved my golden mallet to save Zhao, and Handan was shocked first. The two heroes of Qianqiu have conquered Daliang City. Even if they die, they will not be ashamed of the heroes in the world. Who can write to you, the White-headed Taixuan Sutra?"
As soon as the song "Xia Ke Xing" came out, everyone felt as if they were in the middle of a battlefield and were deeply shocked!
However, Su Cheng didn't intend to let An Cangming go yet. He stared at An Cangming and said, "The fourth song is a song, listen carefully!"
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky with your wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be too cold in the beautiful towers and jade palaces. I dance to clear the shadows, how does it look like I am in the human world? Turn around the Zhu Pavilion,
There should be no hatred in the low-rise house, and there should be no regrets. What is the point of being reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. It is difficult to do this in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away."
Now that we have all the poems, lyrics and songs, who will dare to challenge in the future?
"Come on, it's your turn to perform, Dayan Wensheng!" Su Cheng looked at An Cangming with a half-smile but not a smile.