Xuan Yubei's heart-stirring poem caused a stir for a while. Even though everyone didn't look at it, they still admired his poem many times. Many women couldn't help but tremble and wanted to spend the night with him. The look in the eyes of a long conversation, hoping to wait for the other party's approval. After all, there are not many men with talents, official positions, and not too bad looks. They are in the seventh grade at this time, and the future is unknown, at least compared to those who are full of talent. The dandy who spends his days doing nothing is much better.
Zhang Ling looked at Ren Pingsheng with a strange look and joked: "It's quite surprising that you didn't say anything."
Ren Pingsheng also glanced at him and retorted: "It's not that I don't like anyone, but they are really good at writing poems. Why should I criticize them? It's just that when a young man is obviously proud, he still insists on writing such melancholy poems. It’s really a bit of a teenager’s fault to express his sorrow.”
Zhang Ling said with a smile: "Is it because his poems are good, or because he is ranked second in the rankings, so he is given a bit of a thumbs-down."
Ren Ping said angrily: "You sound like you are very powerful, why don't you go up and write a song?"
Zhang Ling shook his head: "That won't work. If I write it, the people behind me won't have to write it again."
Zhang Ling came here only to find the answer he wanted, a goal for which he could devote his life. Therefore, whether it was "Tiangong Kaiwu" he had read before or countless masterpieces of ancient poems, he did not want to use it to disturb this For him, in the normal operation of the world, he is just a passerby, leaving nothing behind for the world to remember.
Ren Pingsheng was a little confused. Zhang Ling took his hand and silently wrote and drew on his hand. Ren Pingsheng's expression also changed to surprise, and he looked at Zhang Ling in disbelief, but Zhang Ling just did He moved silently.
The two of them were silent. Only Ren Pingsheng knew about the masterpiece just now, but this made him even more confused as to why he refused to leave this poem in the world.
After Lu Zhaoxian and Xuan Yubei finished talking, they both moved to the bow of the ship at the same time.
Xuan Yubei cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your advice."
Lu Zhaoxian nodded and said with a smile: "Now you can tell which daughter you admire."
Xuan Yubei smiled and shook his head: "A good man should have his ambitions far away. Let's talk about the love between children later. I'll take my leave first."
The two of them saluted each other, and Xuan Yubei climbed down the rope ladder. This scene made many women eclipse them. When Xuan Yubei's boat passed by his boat, they all tried to persuade him to stay. It's a pity that a gentleman behaves from the beginning, Faced with the adoration of the girls, he remained unmoved.
When Xuan Yubei's boat passed between the big pleasure boats, he saw a boat that was simpler than his own and was sailing inside. good luck."
The other party nodded and replied, "I'd like to lend you some good words."
The two of them could see each other as equals, and it was thanks to the Prime Minister's efforts to rectify the situation that the polarization between "scholars and poor people" did not appear.
When this ordinary boat sailed out of the lane, everyone's eyes fell on it. The young master climbed up along the rope ladder. When everyone saw it, he was a man in simple clothes. He was dressed in coarse linen. He was obviously just a commoner. At this time, The few people started whispering, laughing at him for wanting to imitate Xuan Yubei without looking down to see what he was wearing.
Faced with the strange looks on everyone's faces, the commoner boy remained calm and composed, and saluted Lu Zhaoxian. Lu Zhaoxian did not look down on this civilian boy, and treated him the same as Xuan Yu Beiping.
The young man faced everyone, without any sense of inferiority, and said loudly: "I am Cao Minghua, a commoner."
When the young man revealed his identity, the other disciples were even more disdainful. They were just wishful thinking toads who wanted to eat swan meat.
The young man faced Lu Zhaoxian, gestured from the other side, sat down and composed a poem. He finished it in an instant, stood up and handed it to Lu Zhaoxian. Lu Zhaoxian took a closer look and smiled obviously. He did not read his poem first, but asked softly: "Can you participate?" Pass the science test.”
Cao Minghua nodded, and Lu Zhaoxian stopped asking any more questions and started reciting a poem: "The wind blows and the blue mist stirs up the clouds, the water is deep and hot, and the horse falls in love with the flowers. The joy is shining, and the light gauze wipes the body. The Hongfang Pavilion stands like a flame, obscene I'm afraid that the ground will be covered with wounds. Try to be like a lotus in the pond, don't be frightened by the arrogant wind and rain."
Lu Zhaoxian had just finished reading, and many people began to get agitated. They not only lamented the talent of this commoner boy, but also hesitated to abuse him, because this is not a love poem, but an exhortation poem, not to exhort people to make progress, but to encourage people to make progress. It is to persuade people not to be emotional. The first half of the poem is about the beautiful time after a man and a woman meet, but the second half is about emotions hurting people. It is better to be a willow under the eaves, no matter how hard it is, no matter how hard it is. I'm so moved. If a poem like this were written in normal times, everyone would only praise his talent. But today, everyone is using poems to meet beautiful women, but you insist on singing the opposite tune, which will naturally arouse public outrage.
Ren Pingsheng was stunned when he was on the Ye Family Cruise Boat. When he reacted, he still didn't make any sound. Zhang Ling was also deeply surprised to see his reaction. The people next to him looked at these two and said nothing. Even more confused.
Song Linjie was the first to break the deadlock: "Why don't you say anything?"
Zhang Ling chuckled and said, "This man is playing devil's advocate. Others are writing love poems to girls. It would be better for him to advise them to return from their lost ways."
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Lu Zhaoxian wanted to discuss it with Cao Minghua, but he didn't know where to start. After spreading the poems, he handed him a jade pendant and said, "You... I can't talk to you today. I'll think about it when I go back." , you can take this jade pendant and hand it to the palace gate guards, and they will bring you to me. Of course, it’s up to you whether you come or not, but don’t pawn the jade pendant, otherwise it will only set you on fire.”
Cao Minghua took the jade pendant and said, "Junior, please remember this."
Lu Zhaoxian showed his face and said: "Okay, I think since you wrote this poem, you won't admire anyone anymore, so go on."
This time, Lu Zhaoxian followed Cao Minghua to the bow of the boat and watched him go off with his own eyes. After Cao Minghua got on the boat and nodded to Lu Zhaoxian, the other party leaned back.
On the Ye family's boat, Ren Pingsheng looked at Zhang Ling and said, "Help me ask him to come up."
Zhang Ling looked at the small boat below. When it was sailing back, it was separated from the Yejia boat by a large boat. When it reached the passage between the boats, Zhang Ling used his Qinggong to jump onto the boat on one side, and this boat The boat obviously did not belong to the Lu family. When the people above saw someone suddenly landing on their boat, one of them asked, "Who are you?"
Zhang Ling ignored the group of people, leaned directly to the side of the ship and smiled at Cao Minghua: "Brother Cao, my brother wants to see you, would you like to board the ship to talk?"
Cao Minghua looked up and saw Zhang Ling facing each other. He cupped his hands and said, "My dear friend invites you, but I will accept your invitation as disrespectful."
