If there is one person to start with, there will naturally be a second one.
"Qingwu Ling俜俜～……"
"Beautiful scenery beats prosperity~..."
Then the talents in the field slowly let go and climbed onto the red ring one by one.
At this point, a poem resounded in Qinghe Garden.
Even if the questions were changed twice, one person would give up and the other would appear, it was so lively.
However, Tang Sufan slowly began to feel drowsy and drowsy.
Not to mention that it is a group of grown men who are swaying poems on it, not to mention that for a good young man of the 21st century who has memorized ancient quatrains since he was a child, these poems are simply boring~
If he hadn't been standing, he would have been able to sleep for a while even if he was given a small stool...
Just after changing the topic several times, Tang Sufan fell asleep.
It was Song Yingcai's turn to board the red ring and compose a poem.
I have to say that this poem by Song Yingcai is considered to be the best among all poems, and it comes at a time when everyone is applauding.
When it was time for Song Yingcai to step down, Song Yingcai suddenly said: "Grandpa Kong, this little boy's poetic talent may be nothing compared to just one person in the audience..."
Kong Yingda heard this and asked: "Oh? Who is it? Can you admire him so much?"
Song Yingcai said in a pretentious manner: "Grandpa Kong doesn't know something. The person today was personally invited by Lingyue. I think this person must be an amazing poet, so I recommended it to Grandpa Kong. I don't want the pearl to be dusted~"
"oh?"
Kong Yingda and others looked at Kong Lingyue on the sidelines at the same time.
They naturally know the temperament of this girl Kong Lingyue, and ordinary people cannot afford her invitation.
And Kong Lingyue's reputation in Chang'an City is not small. After the literary and Confucian scholars, even if she is a woman, her literary talent is outstanding.
Feeling the attention, Kong Lingyue blushed, and then glanced at Song Yingcai with her beautiful eyebrows.
At this time, Tang Sufan was lowering his head, leaning against the pillar beside him, feeling drowsy.
An old man next to Kong Yingda asked with a smile: "Girl Kong, I wonder which young man you invited? Why don't you go on stage to compose a poem?"
And this person was Tang Jian, the minister of Zhongshu at that time.
Only then did Kong Lingyue have to wake up Tang Sufan who was leaning on the railing: "Young Master Tang ~ Young Master Tang~"
Tang Sufan, who was leaning on the pillar and wandering in the sky, was woken up by Kong Lingyue. He quickly stood up straight and glanced at the whole place.
At this time, Song Yingcai immediately winked at several people in the audience, and one of them stood up.
He shouted to Tang Sufan with a gloomy face: "Brother, at such a grand gathering of poetic talents, you are sleeping soundly here without respecting etiquette. What crime do you deserve?!"
This sentence alone made everyone's eyes fixed on the confused Tang Sufan.
Tang Sufan, who slowly came back to his senses, glanced at Song Yingcai on the stage, and then at the indignant talent attending the meeting, and then he knew that this kid was probably going to make things difficult for him~
However, Tang Sufan did not panic.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, then slowly calmed down. If I really wanted to sleep, someone would give me a pillow~
Frowning and smoothing his clothes, Tang Sufan suddenly shouted back angrily: "It's none of your business!"
This sudden sentence was none of your business. The man was confused at first, and then his body trembled with anger.
With a livid face, he pointed at Tang Sufan and shouted: "You are so rude!!!"
Tang Sufan pointed back with a gangster expression: "If you point again, I'll stuff your hand into your ass!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked and even more confused.
Even Kong Lingyue was stunned on the spot.
After all, we are all decent people, so when we curse, we have to say something in classical Chinese.
But you just spit out the fragrance and you don’t talk about martial ethics. Oh no, you don’t talk about martial ethics anymore~
The man's face was ashen and his voice was trembling.
"You!! Arrogant!"
Hearing such vulgar words, all the ladies around him raised their eyebrows slightly, feeling that this person was so rude.
Even Empress Changsun in the crowd frowned. How could Shihui get mixed up with such vulgar people?
"rude!"
At this time, Kong Yingda frowned and shouted in a low voice.
Then he asked Kong Lingyue in a deep voice: "Lingyue? Is this the person who invited you?"
Kong Yingda now only felt that his old face was dull. The person his granddaughter invited was actually such a person!
Just when Kong Lingyue was blushing and embarrassed.
Tang Sufan put on the face of a humble gentleman and bowed to Kong Yingda.
"Boy Tang Sufan... pay homage to Mr. Kong!"
The jade tree is facing the wind, looking cool and unrestrained, as if the person who just cursed was not him~
Tang Sufan!
As soon as these words came out, two people in the venue suddenly widened their bright eyes.
One person is Yin Qiaoer, the flower concubine of Chunxin Pavilion!
The other person is Queen Changsun!
Yin Qiaoer's beautiful eyes were fixed on Tang Sufan's face. When Tang Sufan announced his name, her heart skipped a beat.
Even the body couldn't help but tremble. The nails under the sleeves and robes left red marks on the jade hands due to the force, almost bleeding...
Is he really his younger brother? Or are they just people with the same name?
Tang Sufan didn't notice anything else and continued: "The old gentleman doesn't know something. Just now, the boy was sleepwalking in the sky and saw many unearthly scenery. He was writing a poem in his heart and wanted to describe the beautiful scenery when he woke up, but was stopped by this man. Interruption, I just felt so angry for a moment."
The young talented man caught the conversation and said accusingly: "Humph, you are talking nonsense! You are obviously dozing off, so you are talking about wandering around in the world! Do you really think that some adults will not find out?"
Kong Yingda asked with a dark face, "Then tell me what you dreamed about?"
Under the direct gaze of the five important officials of the imperial court, if he were an ordinary junior, his legs would have weakened long ago.
And Tang Sufan straightened his body and said confidently: "I dreamed of the paradise beyond the sky and saw the overseas sacred mountains!"
Kong Yingda's face was dark, and he obviously didn't believe it: "A fairyland in the sky? A sacred mountain overseas? Hehe, you said you composed a poem in your dream, so just recite it. If you can't explain why, don't blame me for seeing you off."
"good."
When Song Yingcai saw this, he sneered secretly, let's see what kind of tricks you can come up with, then stepped back from the red ring.
After Tang Sufan said that, he slowly walked over and climbed onto the red ring.
Empress Zhangsun glanced at him with amusement. She had heard from her husband that Tang Sufan was a great talent in the country.
Looking at the entire Tang Dynasty, there are not many people who can be worthy of these words in the mouth of their husband.
She wanted to see if the Tang boy that His Majesty had been talking about so frequently recently was really talented.
When the crowd fell silent, Tang Sufan squinted his eyes, cleared his voice, and chanted softly.
"Haike people talk about Yingzhou, and it's hard to find letters in the misty waves; people in Yue people talk about Tianmu, and the clouds may fade or be visible..."
Tang Sufan had just chanted a poem, and the five people in the audience immediately frowned. This poem was not something ordinary people could compose!
Could it be that this kid wasn't just talking nonsense?
Tang Sufan's voice became louder and his momentum gradually increased: "The Heavenly Grandma stretches across the sky, stretching out the Five Mountains to cover Chicheng! The rooftop is 48,000 feet high, and I want to fall to the southeast! I want to dream of Wuyue and fly across the Jinghu Moon in one night!" The moon over the lake shines on my shadow and sends me to Yanxi..."
"Xie Gong's residence is still there today, and the Lu River is rippling with the cries of apes. Wearing Xie Gong's clogs, I climbed up the Qingyun Staircase to see the sea and the sun, and heard chickens in the sky. Thousands of rocks and thousands of twists and turns, the path is uncertain, and the lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim. .”
Tang Sufan suddenly opened his eyes: "The roaring bears and dragons chanting in Yinyan Spring, the chestnut trees deep in the woods are shocking the tops of the mountains. The clouds are blue and green, ready for rain, and the water is sluggish, giving rise to smoke. The columns are missing and thunderbolts are falling, and the hills and mountains are collapsing!"
"The stone door of the cave opens suddenly. The vastness of the blue sky is bottomless, the sun and the moon shine on the gold and silver platform! Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, the kings of the clouds are coming and going one after another! The tigers and drums are playing, the luan is returning to the carriage, and the immortals are The people were lined up like hemp...Suddenly their souls palpitated and their souls stirred, and they suddenly stood up and started to sigh. I just felt that the pillow on my pillow was missing the usual haze..."
"The same is true for pleasure in the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastward! When will you return when you have left? Let us leave the white deer among the green cliffs and ride to the famous mountains as soon as possible!"
The poems were silent, and Qinghe Garden fell into silence...
