"Whoever is worthy of the first and second couplets, please come up to the stage and take away these two hundred taels of silver!" Yin Tingli said with a smile, and the servant took two hundred taels of silver and placed it on a table on the stage. .
However, many people looked at the two hundred taels of silver on the table with confused expressions.
Correcting a pair requires not only getting the word right to express its meaning, but also requiring it to be neat and even. You may be able to pair it with any one, but it is not that easy to pair it neatly.
Therefore, many people frowned and thought hard, but no one spoke.
Yin Tingli looked at a private room on the north side and said with a smile: "Brother Hua Ruyi, does Hua have a second couplet?"
Everyone also looked at Hua Ruyi. Hua Ruyi was one of the four great talents in Yunmeng. The Hua family was also a prominent family in Yunmeng. Hua Ruyi's talent was naturally excellent.
Hua Ruyi in the private room frowned, and after thinking for a while, she slowly shook her head: "Brother Yin is a talented person, Hua has not thought of the second couplet yet."
Yin Tingli shook his head with a look of regret on his face, then looked at another box: "Brother Wang Zhong, does he have a second line? Brother Wang was one of the top three scholars back then, so don't be stingy with your talent."
Wang Zhong stood up and smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Yin's first couplet is absolutely eternal. Wang really didn't think of it."
Yin Tingli asked a few more people, but they all shook their heads and couldn't answer. Yin Tingli was even more happy, with a smile on his face. He looked at the room where Jiang Han was and said, "Jiang Han, Master Jiang, everyone can't stand up to me." , do you have a wonderful couplet?"
Everyone looked at Jiang Han again.
Jiang Han stood up, smiled and said, "Jiang can't think of it."
With so many people present, it's impossible that everyone can't stand up to each other. Most of them are just trying to save Yin Tinli's face, and Jiang Han can see clearly.
Of course, he didn't need to give Yin Tingli face, but he wanted to keep a low profile for this wedding.
So after he finished speaking, he sat down and saw Miss Qin stuffing cakes into Cherry's little mouth. It was so full that it looked as cute as a squirrel stuffing its mouth full of dried fruits.
It's so edible... She can't eat anything without getting fat... Jiang Han couldn't help but smile. Seeing that Miss Qin seemed to want to take the osmanthus cake in front of him, he immediately reached out and picked up a piece of cake and handed it to Miss Qin, saying: "Slow down. eat."
The scene of the two eating snacks was watched by everyone, but they didn't think it was anything.
But a scholar behind Yin Tingli sneered: "Everyone comes here to write poems and lyrics, but they only come here to eat. What do you think of this Phoenix Terrace? Do you think it's a restaurant?"
These words were full of sarcasm, instantly making Jiang Han and Qin Muqing the focus of everyone's attention.
Jiang Han glanced at Qin Muqing and found that she didn't seem to hear him and continued to eat cakes. He smiled lightly and was too lazy to pay attention to that person.
Seeing that Jiang Han didn't retort, the man was sure that this person was too cowardly to even retort, so he sneered: "The people who participated in the cultural gathering held by the magistrate were either scholars or talented people. Unexpectedly, they were just bastards." Got two losers."
These words were a bit insulting, and many people suddenly changed their minds slightly. Although Ning Guo Mansion was weakened, it was still a government palace. This person dared to scold the legitimate daughter and son-in-law of Ning Guo Mansion. He was too courageous. !
But someone recognized this person's identity. Pan Zhi was a scholar a few years ago. The Pan family's business needed the Yin family to take care of it. This person was very close to Yin Dingli.
Qin Muqing stopped eating pastries. She originally hated this kind of formal cultural gathering, so she could only lower her head and eat pastries. Only delicious food could keep her going.
But this person called her a loser. Wasn't this a death wish?
So Qin Muqing swallowed the cake in his mouth and showed a kind smile on his face.
When Yuan Bin saw her smile, he knew it was over. Qin Da Chong was going to get angry!
He hurriedly glanced at Jiang Han and quickly stopped your wife, which made her get angry in public, fight and disrupt the cultural gathering, which made Magistrate Jia's face look bad.
Jiang Han seemed to be aware of his look. He stood up and reached out to stop Qin Muqing, then walked out to Pan Zhi with a smile on his face: "What did you just say?"
Many people looked at Jiang Han and saw that he not only stopped Qin Muqing, but also smiled. They thought he was going to say something wrong, and they felt great contempt in their hearts.
Pan Zhi was originally a little scared when he saw Qin Muqing standing up, but when he saw Jiang Han, he expected that he was a timid scholar, so he smiled and said: "I'm just kidding, Mr. Jiang, don't mind, after all, who is eating and drinking at the cultural gathering?" , isn’t that a waste of food? If you don’t have enough, I still have..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Han slapped the man in the face, which instantly stunned him and everyone present.
Jiang Han is still smiling. Although he wants to keep a low profile, he is not just someone who can step on him!
What's more, now that he has Ning Guofu's back, the great scholar Zhongli also thinks highly of him. He has the capital to be arrogant, how can he be worthy of himself if he doesn't act arrogantly!
This idiot wants to provoke you, so don't blame yourself for whipping him!
Pan Zhi was completely stunned. He never thought that this man would dare to slap him! What is the most important thing for a literati? That’s face!
Slapping yourself in the face in public is such a shame and humiliation!
"You, you dare to hit me! Bastard, I want to..."
"Snapped!"
Before Pan Zhi could finish speaking, Jiang Han slapped him again with great force. Pan Zhi was so stunned that he staggered back a few steps.
"What did you say?" Jiang Han still smiled.
Pan Zhi said angrily: "You brat, I will fight with you!"
Jiang Han raised his palm and was about to fan it out when someone suddenly grabbed him. When he looked back, Qin Muqing came behind him at some unknown time.
Jiang Han asked: "What's wrong?"
Yuan Bin, who was watching coldly, breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself that Qin Da Chong was still reasonable and stopped Jiang Han in time. Otherwise, if the trouble continued, the literary meeting would be ruined. It would not be easy to disturb the magistrate's cultural gathering.
Then he saw Miss Qin take out a table leg that was removed from somewhere from behind, put it into Jiang Han's hand, and said with a serious face: "Hit your hand with this, it won't hurt."
Jiang Han: "..."
Yuan Bin: "..."
Damn it, hitting someone with this will kill them! !
Jiang Han took the table leg and walked towards Pan Zhi with a grin on his face: "Come on, you brat, keep scolding!"
Pan Zhi originally wanted to fight him desperately, but when he saw him holding the table leg, his face was full of panic and said: "You, you dare, my Pan family will never let you go!"
"Don't let me go!" - "Pa!"
"Ah! Bastard, it's bleeding!"
"You bastard!" - "Snap!"
"Ah! Don't come here!"
"Come here!" - "Crack!"
Everyone present was stunned as they watched Pan Zhi yelling and retreating, Jiang Han chasing and beating him. Every time Pan Zhi took a step back, he would hit him. Pan Zhi took seven or eight steps back, and was beaten seven or eight times in a row, both sides of his face. It was swollen high and my mouth and nose were bleeding.
Yin Tingli shouted angrily: "Jiang Han! What are you doing! Do you want to disturb the magistrate's literary party!"
Some scholars also echoed: "That's too much! You're not even slapping someone in the face!"
"Young Master Pan is such a talented man, yet he was so humiliated by him!"
"Jiang Han, he just made a few jokes, are you like this?"
The officials upstairs looked at each other, thinking that this person was too reckless to beat someone here!
Only Zhongli Wuyou looked on with a smile.
Magistrate Jia's face darkened, and he wanted to stand up and scold and stop him, but suddenly he noticed Zhongli Wuyou's admiring expression, and immediately sat back down, wondering in his heart, why did Zhongli Daru seem to admire this reckless boy?
Jiang Han did not continue to fight because he was afraid that if Pan Zhi looked like this, he would be beaten to death if he continued to fight.
So he turned around, threw the table and legs in his hands on the ground, looked at the glaring scholars, and said coldly: "Are you kidding? The legitimate daughter of Ningguo Mansion and the son-in-law of Ning Guo Mansion, how can this guy be joking! If this guy can make a joke on the daughter of a prince today, can he make a joke on the current princess tomorrow?"
"You... are so glib!" a scholar said angrily.
Jiang Hanhan said with a smile: "Everyone here thinks he is joking, do you think it's okay to joke about the daughter of the founding father? It seems that I often make fun of the princess of Dayu. I, the Duke of Wei of Dayu, I’m afraid the Protector is the butt of everyone here’s jokes!”
Duke Wei and Duke Protector are both Dukes with real power, and their status cannot be compared with Duke Ning.
The destructive power of these words is a bit strong. If we admit that what Pan Zhi said is right, doesn't it mean that they often make fun of the princess?
It would be great if it reached the ears of some powerful princes!
Someone said solemnly: "Even if he went too far, you shouldn't hit him! This is a literary meeting, a place for reciting poems and making mistakes, not a place for you to do anything!"
Jiang Han glanced at the man and said: "If you still recite a poem to make a poem, an ordinary couplet can be blown into an eternal absolute. What poem can you recite to make a poem? If you are at this level, then I can only say a bunch of things." Idiot, only arty!"
This was said in an extremely arrogant way, and a lot of people were scolded. It instantly aroused the anger of many people, especially Wang Zhong, whose face was as dark as water.
"You said we are idiots, so you are a talented person?" Wang Zhongdao said: "You, a talented person, must have already matched this couplet, why don't you take it out and take a look?"
"What an arrogant boy! You say we are arty, but we are not like you who only hide in corners and eat!"
"That's too much! This person has gone too far!" Many people around Yin Tingli scolded angrily.
Jiang Han smiled and said: "What's the problem with just a second line? If I don't come out, I'm just too lazy to fight with you. I just wanted to have something to eat in peace. Since you insist on me being right, then I will be right!"
Everyone looked at him, some sneered slightly, some looked disdainful, and some looked thoughtful.
Jiang Han said: "Although the bow is strong, the stone is even harder. Who can be defeated at the door?"
Wang Zhong said coldly: "Yes, you are right!"
"What's so difficult about this?" Jiang Han smiled disdainfully, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Women are good, girls are wonderful, the spring water is white and beautiful, and people are young and astringent."
After reciting, he looked around and said with a smile: "How difficult is this kind of pairing, so that you can regard it as eternal and absolute?"
