At this time, in Wuyi Alley, the Wang family, one of the largest aristocratic families in the Ming Dynasty, was holding a grand party. It was only for members. Only the children of the aristocratic families who were famous in Nanjing City would be invited. If a great talent from the south of the Yangtze River is ignorant, you will be humiliating yourself if you go there. At the banquet, others are reciting poems, chatting and laughing, but you just say "f*ck" and go around the world. I'm afraid you will make people laugh and become the laughing stock of the entire city of Nanjing.
How could such a banquet be without Su Xiaolou? This Wang family is really superficial, and they cannot see his talented soul. He also memorized Tang poetry and Song poetry with tears back then, and his Chinese score was also among the top three in the class. His memory is inferior to this group of Confucian students, and they can memorize just one poem. Let them never write poetry again.
Su Xiaolou was walking on the tree-lined avenue where the Wang family was having a banquet, and sighed that the Wang family was so rich that they even raised peacocks and colorful golden pheasants in the back garden. There were also white turtles lying in the river, and there were countless rare and exotic animals. This was simply... Walking gold! Not only that, even the bridge is made of dull wood worth thousands of gold. It is really inhumane!
While walking, Su Xiaolou met an old acquaintance, Jin Sanniang. The two were shocked to see each other and asked in tacit understanding: "Why are you here?"
"Why can't I be here?"
After a while of embarrassment, Jin Sanniang spoke first: "Master, the Wang family's banquet is not that fun. It takes a lot of effort to learn. If the secret is exposed, someone will take it out."
"My young master is very talented and knowledgeable. Believe it or not, a casual sentence can make you famous forever. I only have one chance to become famous. Today is your chance. I am afraid that I am not careful enough to learn!"
Jin Sanniang covered her face with a fan and smiled. If a scholar meets a soldier, how will he decide the winner? Jin Sanniang also wanted to know, but she was more curious about another thing: "You are not on the Wang family's guest list. How did you get in? The Wang family is very well guarded."
Su Xiaolou approached Jin Sanniang and whispered: "Take the back door!"
Jin Sanniang's jaw dropped: "You still have connections with the Wang family, and you have great magical powers, young master!"
"Backyard wall gate."
"Isn't that just a dog hole?"
When Su Xiaolou came in, the banquet had been going on for a while. The talented people who came to the banquet all presented their best works to participate in the selection. The judges were Liangge Lao, a great Confucian who had retired for many years. He is admired by scholars all over the world, and only the Wang family can impress him.
The selection will still take some time, and the Wang family played a game of pairs and took the lead in throwing out the first couplet: The bird in the cage hates Guan Yu but cannot Zhang Fei.
The talented people in Jiangnan in the audience were talking about it, and they frowned and thought about the second line. If he can get the praise from the Wang family, he will definitely be listed as one of the four most talented people in Jiangnan. You have to think about it carefully.
Su Xiaolou thought to himself: Aren’t these the Four Great Classics? I'm familiar with it! Doesn't this just hit the edge of the knife? So he walked up to the stage in front of everyone and said: "I'm coming!".
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and someone whispered: "Who is this!"
"I don't know! I don't know him! Who's a little book boy? He wants to be in the limelight without even thinking about it."
"In ancient times, Cao Zhi composed a poem in seven steps, but now there is a young master who can actually pronounce it in pairs. Please, young master!"
Corrupt Confucian scholars, prepare to receive a critical blow, Su Xiaolou said loudly: "In this world, Bajie must be the most important, and Wukong is the most important."
The audience was in an uproar: "I know Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. They were both brave warriors in the late Han Dynasty. Who is Bajie? Who is Wukong? How come I have never heard of them."
"I don't know either. This guy just made up a random name because he doesn't deserve it!"
"That's right, get down!"
"Get down!"
Wang Hengzhi took a look and saw that this was obviously an ignorant and ignorant boy. He raised his beard and scolded: "Throw out the scoundrel who sneaked in."
"Haven't you seen "Journey to the West"? Haven't you heard of Monkey King, the Monkey King? And you haven't read the masterpiece Jiangnan Talents. Don't push me." Su Xiaolou was kicked out while cursing.
"I have only heard of "The West Chamber" and not "Journey to the West". Do you know this book?"
"I haven't heard of it either."
"I haven't heard of it either. This person must be making it up!"
The guards of the Wang family thought that Jin Sanniang, who was standing next to Su Xiaolou, was with Su Xiaolou, so they drove them out together. Jin Sanniang tried her best to cover her face with a fan along the way. It was so embarrassing. The thing she regretted most in her life was meeting Su Xiaolou at the banquet today.
"In this world, Bajie must be more important than Wukong. It's interesting!" Wang Yuyan jumped down from the wall in a cool riding outfit, with a curvy figure. Her beautiful eyes flashed with searching eyes, and she looked at Su Xiaolou and said: "You too Have you heard of that story that’s been circulating?”
Su Xiaolou couldn't accept anyone questioning his familiarity with "Journey to the West" because it was the only TV series in which he didn't watch beauties, but only watched monkeys: "Not only have I heard of it, I know it by heart."
"Then you carry it! Just carry it straight up."
"Forehead!"
broken! Su Xiaolou realized that it was the end of the Zhengde period of the Ming Dynasty, and there was no book "Journey to the West" yet. In which nook and corner should Wu Chengen write an outline and conceive the plot now? Nuo Neng knows where the great master is now, and maybe he can chat with Wu Chengen!
"Where did the girl hear these stories?"
"I often travel around and hear these stories told sporadically by small traders who travel all over the country, but there is no complete version. Since you know it well, tell it and listen."
Su Xiaolou doesn't do unpaid work, and beautiful women are no exception: "Girl, the weather is bad today and it's not suitable for storytelling. How about we do something else?"
"Hey! Girl, don't do it! The world is so beautiful, but the girl is so irritable, it's not good! Hey! Hey! I'll attack!" I saw a long sword unsheathed, pressed against Su Xiaolou's neck, the beauty was sharp Under the look in his eyes, Su Xiaolou quickly gave in.
Su Xiaolou was brought back to a secluded place in the backyard of the Wang family. There was a table and a folding fan for each person. There were only a few people in the audience, including Wang Yuyan and Jin Sanniang.
"Whoa!" Xiaolou unfolded the folding fan solemnly, imitating the manner of a storyteller, and suddenly said in panic: "Oh! I was so frightened by the girl just now, I can't remember it!"
Wang Yuyan pulled out a golden hairpin from her head, waved it in front of Su Xiaolou and said, "After the deal, this is yours!"
The young lady from a wealthy family is always generous with her money. Su Xiaolou's mind was turned on by this moment: "Miss's golden hairpin is indeed magical. It actually cured my selective amnesia. I remembered it. Let's start. Bar!"
