Kong Yingda frowned slightly, although Tang Sufan's poem can indeed be said to be rare, or even a quatrain that is rare to see in a century.
But if we really look at the rules of this poetry meeting, it is indeed not that perfect to win the first place in this competition among many talented people...
It will inevitably arouse criticism from those little people.
At this time, Tang Sufan raised the corner of his mouth and thought arrogantly, follow me Liu Huaqiang...oh no, fight with me Tang Sufan, do you have the strength?
Do you really think that I have memorized poems and essays in vain after being detained by the teacher so many times since I was a child?
Tang Sufan said directly: "Mr. Kong, let me put it this way... It is indeed unreasonable for me to win the first place in the poetry meeting. It is better to do this. I am willing to write a poem based on each 'title' of the poetry meeting, and I can only get the approval of the five old gentlemen. This also shows fairness!"
Kong Yingda's frown slowly eased, and he laughed in an old voice: "Excellent, this can also convince the public. Tang Xiaolang, please come here, so I can take a look at your young people's style."
Tang Sufan added: "There is one more thing, Mr. Kong..."
"What's the matter?"
"If I can get this advantage, I don't want five old gentlemen to recommend me. I want to ask five old gentlemen to promise me something."
Tang Sufan chuckled in his heart and glanced at the talented people sitting in the audience. Comrades, don’t blame me for taking the lead and advertising~
It’s just that you haven’t received nine years of compulsory education~
Kong Yingda asked: "Oh, what's the matter?"
"I have always admired the name of Mr. Kong before. I have a lot of aged wine at home. I brought it with me when I came today. If I have to bet on this, how about asking five old gentlemen to taste this wine for me?"
Kong Yingda raised his eyebrows, never expecting that Tang Sufan wanted them to taste wine?
Is this a condition? What a fart~
I didn’t expect that Tang Xiaolang was still interested, so just come and bring a gift~
Well, the young man has a future.
Tang Jian, who loved wine at the side, immediately smiled and said: "Haha, what's the matter? It's just a wine appreciation. I'm most happy with this."
Kong Yingda also smiled with wrinkles on his face and said, "Tang Xiaolang, don't worry, no matter what, I've tasted this wine."
"Thank you Mr. Kong..."
Then Tang Sufan turned to Kong Lingyue who was standing on the sidelines and said: "Lingyue..."
"ah?!"
Kong Lingyue didn't expect that Tang Sufan would call her suddenly, or call her Lingyue in front of his grandfather. She was stunned for a moment, and a little panicked and cute for a moment.
"Tang...what's wrong with Mr. Tang?"
Tang Sufan smiled gently and said, "Please send two people to fetch the ten jars of fine wine from my car."
After Kong Lingyue heard this, she glanced at her grandfather, and then quickly found two people to go with her to get the wine: "Oh, okay..."
This move made the daughter of the Confucius family obey his advice, which was truly the envy of many literati...
Song Yingcai's heart was filled with fire, and he said angrily: "What? Brother Tang is so confident of winning the first place?"
Tang Sufan glanced at Song Yingcai sideways, how could this kid survive until now with such no emotional intelligence?
Why do you feel that this kid looks so much like Guo Baokun, the 'Fortunate General of the Qing Dynasty' in "Celebrating More Than Years"?
But Tang Sufan ignored him and said to Kong Yingda and several big guys: "Mr. Kong, please excuse me. I like drinking and writing poems. It's really rude. Can I have a sip of this wine first?"
Song Yingcai, who was too lazy to complain about his behavior, felt his chest rise and fall, and he scolded Tang Sufan for being arrogant!
Kong Yingda was not surprised either, and his love for talents grew. He had not seen such a natural and calm young man in front of them for too many years.
If it were any other junior, who would dare to ask for a drink in front of the five of them?
Kong Yingda waved his old hand: "You brought this wine, so what does it matter?"
Soon, Kong Lingyue brought ten jars of Tianyuquan over. She had seen these ten jars of wine in the car before, but she didn't expect them to be given to her grandfather.
This jar of wine only weighed two or three kilograms, so Tang Sufan grabbed one casually.
Get ready to start performing~
Tang Sufan directly held a jar of Tianyuquan in one hand, tore off the mud seal with the other hand, and patted the white orange wood on the wine jar.
Although it is not as exaggerated as Shili Piaoxiang, people who are close can immediately smell the light and clear aroma of wine~
The aroma of the wine spread, and the old men in front of Hong Lei immediately knew that this wine was probably a serious wine.
And Tang Jian's eyes suddenly lit up. He had never seen wine that could reach three feet high and smell the fragrance!
Tang Sufan carried the wine in one hand and took a bold sip in front of everyone. The wine immediately dripped from his mouth and wet his chest.
As the drinks poured down, a wild and uninhibited temperament and style immediately emerged.
But in fact, Tang Sufan didn't drink much, but deliberately let the wine spill, hoping that the aroma of wine would fill the entire Qinghe Garden ~
"Mr. Kong, it seems that the first title of the poetry meeting is based on Lady Yin's Dance, right?"
Kong Yingda replied: "Yes, it is indeed dance."
Tang Sufan slowly took two steps on the red ring and muttered a few words in a low voice...
Then, he suddenly shouted loudly and vigorously: "Everyone, listen!"
Afterwards, everyone stopped thinking and wanted to hear if there would be another quatrain that appeared in this young man?
"The song of suppressing the clouds is clear...the dancing back to the snow is light on the waist..."
Tang Sufan paused for a moment, then suddenly looked at Yin Qiaoer, who had been looking at him, and said softly: "As long as Jun Liuxiao... Jun Qing, the country will Qing..."
This look, more than ten years apart...
At this moment, Yin Qiaoer was in a state of confusion but had to pretend to be calm...
At this moment, the fates of the two people that had no intersection overlapped again...
After this poem was written, everyone's heart was filled with surprise...
The women around felt a little crazy. These poems seemed to portray a woman's vocal dance to the extreme, and this poem was only used to describe a woman. How happy should that woman be?
Countless people looked at Yin Qiaoer with vague eyes, and the king fell in love with the country...
Born as a woman, she conquered the country and conquered the city...
It really is the biggest and most beautiful description...
Under the gaze of these eyes, Yin Qiaoer's face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and she quickly lowered her head, her thoughts confused.
The disadvantage of this is that in the Tang Dynasty, the style of poetry was romantic and bold, and the power of the country and the city was correctly explained in the "Book of Han".
Otherwise, in another dynasty, someone might get caught and criticized...
Kong Yingda couldn't help but clapped his hands and sighed: "Wonderful! Wonderful... the song of holding back the clouds is clear, and the dancing back to the snow is light. It's really a good sentence!"
He naturally knew that the Queen was present, so he did not say the latter sentence.
Although the poems and essays only seek one metaphor and cannot be used in countless ways, after all, it is not very good to say in front of the queen that the king will fall and the country will fall.
Tang Jian also said: "Tang Xiaolang is really talented! Another quatrain!"
Tang Sufan, who was leisurely in the ring, took another sip of Tianyuquan. The sight of the dripping wine made Tang Jian and the other old men in front of the ring begin to feel distressed.
As the wine poured in, Tang Sufan's face slowly turned a little rosy.
"Mr. Kong, I wonder what the second question is?"
Even Kong Yingda glanced at the wine in Tang Sufan's hand with distress, and replied with a smile: "The second title is 'Winter'..."
"Winter~"
Tang Sufan pretended to think again...
