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Chapter 13
Bai Daqian on the side was stunned, it was the first time he saw someone writing a poem without a single pause, as if he had thought about it hundreds of times in his heart.

This poem is very good. It expresses Bao Zheng's attitude of not wanting to see the people being harmed by the powerful and rising up.

Bai Daqian couldn't help applauding, Linjiang people were doomed depending on the situation.

If you want to exceed, at most it is in terms of words, and at most it is equal in artistic conception.

It's too difficult, unless you call a great scholar...

Li Jin shook his folding fan, his face full of pride. There are many talented people in the world who are not as proud as Li Jin.

"I...wanted to leave and didn't want to be in the limelight." Su Huan suddenly spoke.

Damn, who is talking loudly? ?
Is this disdain for Li Jin's poetry?

Everyone turned their heads and stared at Su Huan. Who do you think you are? Are you the king?Where did this thing come from?

Li Jinnai is one of the great talents in Jiangnan, what kind of corner person can disdain him?
Everyone looked at Su Huan's clothes. He was wearing a worn blue and white gown. He was clearly a poor scholar, probably without the ability to appreciate.

"who are you?"

"My name is Su Huan!" Su Huan straightened his back and refused to change his name or surname.

"Brother, do you mean that if you don't leave, you will be able to overwhelm Brother Li Jin?" There was a young man with his neck stuck, as if if you said yes, I would beat you.

"Perhaps!" Su Huan sighed, and looked up at the hanging "Man Feng Lou Ji"

Whoa! !

There was an uproar.

perhaps? ?What is the meaning of this hairy.

Kill, this arrogant person must be killed.

"May I ask you brother what your fame is?" someone questioned, the voice was very bad and loud.

"He is Tongsheng, Tongsheng!"

"Tong Sheng?" Questions rang out in an uproar.

"Fame is floating in the air, talent is hidden in the heart." Su Huan picked up the pen, turned it in his hand, and then dipped it in ink.

As soon as this sentence came out, the audience fell silent.

Yang Xingchang's eyes instantly became lively, this... Can Su Huan, a child who picks his feet, say such words?No, Su Huan, who was born with a childlike culture, would never be able to say it, so it proves...

Yang Xingchang's eyes lit up. Su Huan has great talent, but he doesn't care about fame, and his intention is to keep a low profile.

Did Lin'an County find a treasure? ?

Cao Liming, who was still waiting for Yang Xingchang to break the game, felt a little bit in his heart. He also noticed that Su Huan's words were not simple, and this was definitely not something that someone who failed the examination of a scholar could say casually.

"Very good. Fame is floating in the air, but talent is hidden in one's heart." Li Jin walked over. "Can you let Li have a taste of your brother's talent?"

"Yes!!" Su Huan responded with a sonorous and forceful voice.

Bai Daqian standing next to him is still a bit unreal. Su Huan, is this Su Huan?That Su Huan who failed to pass the examination?No, absolutely not. The confidence shown at this moment is more like that of a champion.

After Su Huan answered, he immediately turned around and wrote.

《Bamboo stone》

"Get out of the way." Yang Xingchang was followed by Cao Liming. The two of them strode over and stood next to Su Huan.

Actually use bamboo and stone to solve the problem.

The knowledge of the single nomination is not comparable to that of a child.

Yang Xingchang was more certain, and he sketched in his heart that Su Huan was a well-educated scholar who disdained his reputation.

"Stay firm on the green hills and not let go, the roots are originally in the broken rocks."

After Su Huan finished writing two sentences, he picked up the pen and dipped the ink.

Everyone stretched their necks and looked at it dryly, wanting to hit someone in their hearts, you bastard, you're making me hungry, that pen doesn't need ink, hurry up and write.

Su Huan remained calm, picked up his pen and continued writing.

"Thousands of blows are still strong, let the wind from east to west"

When the bamboo stone appeared, Li Jin's expression changed instantly. Did he really not take me seriously?I met a boy in Lin'an County. He was actually a giant scholar? ?

Are you kidding me?
This bamboo stone, in terms of artistic conception, directly caught up with Manfenglou Ji, but his writing style and vocabulary were a few blocks behind Manfenglou Ji.

High judgment.

"Good! Good! Good!" There was a smile on Yang Xingchang's face instantly. "Little boy, come here quickly."

The servants from Manfenglou immediately ran up.

"Take it and hang it up high. This is the masterpiece of my Linjiang talent. Read it out loud for me."

"Yes, my lord." The young man took the poetry paper and walked quickly up to the second floor.

There were only a dozen or so people who could see Su Huan writing poems in person, and all the others were squeezed out of the crowd to look forward to it, but they heard Lin'an County magistrate Yang Xingchang say three good words in succession. Could it be that Su Huan really made a peerless poem? Good work?

Many talents stretched their necks.

On the second floor, the boy walked to the radio station again and shouted loudly.

"This is the first poem by Su Huan, a talented scholar from Lin'an, called "Bamboo and Stone"."

The arena was quiet.

The little servant pulled his throat, and a clear voice sounded slowly. "Stay firm on the green hills and don't relax the north-south wind. The roots are originally in the broken rocks. Thousands of times are still strong, and you can let the east, west, north, south wind."

After Zhushi finished reading, everyone glanced at Su Huan.

"Wow!"

"What kind of god is this, how did you write this poem?"

"Who the hell told me that Su Huan was born as a child, you stand up."

Manfeng Tower was noisy again.

Everyone squeezed to the poetry list, wanting to witness the authenticity of this bamboo and stone.

Even Su Huan's enthusiasm was covered by this poem, and the literati were even more excited about good poems and good words.

Su Huan managed to squeeze out from the crowd, patted the old gown on his body, walked out of Manfenglou, and disappeared.

"Where's Su Huan? Where did Su Huan go?"

"Old Bai, hasn't he been by your side all the time?" Yang Xingchang asked, his words were drowned out by the noisy voice.

"Huh??" Bai Daqian couldn't hear clearly.

"Forget it, go home first." Yang Xingchang was full of pride, straightened his chest, and spoke loudly. "Brother Cao, would you like to sit at my house?"

A group of officials followed Yang Xingchang and left.

Su Huan's poem was hung on the first line, and the original "Man Feng Lou Ji" was withdrawn to the second line.

Li Jin didn't know where he went, whether he had returned to Qiantang.

In the Manfeng Tower, most of the scholars were left, and they stood under the list all the time, looking up at the authentic works of Zhushi, clapping their hands in amazement from time to time, and excitedly explaining the meaning of Zhushi, a lot of people followed suit, enjoying themselves.

Su Huan was standing at a vegetable stand, picking out the food for the evening, when suddenly a white hand stretched out, took an eggplant and put it in Su Huan's hand.

Su Huan turned around and looked, it was Bai Yuanyuan.

"Why have I never heard that you can write poetry?"

Su Huan smiled. "Didn't I say it? Fame is like floating clouds, and talent is hidden in the heart."

"Boss, how much is it in total?" Su Huan turned his head and continued to buy vegetables.

"Thirty coppers."

Su Huan left after shopping, followed by Bai Yuanyuan and Xiaoyi.

"Xiao Yi, I think he is a liar. How could someone turn a blind eye to fame? Then why did he take the exam?" Bai Yuanyuan whispered.

"Well... maybe there is, you see that he is so talented, if he didn't want to take the exam, how could he not pass the exam?" Xiaoyi replied

"It seems to make sense!" Bai Yuanyuan lowered her head like a defeated rooster. "Su Huan, Su Huan, what kind of person are you?"

The two girls followed Su Huan back to the Bai Mansion, and hurried back to the room to see if their mother had come.

Su Huan went back to the yard alone.

"You make it easy for me to find you. You're not in the yard every day." A maid squatting in the corner suddenly stood up.

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(End of this chapter)