Datang New Giants

Chapter 148: Overnight Fame (Big Chapter)

There is still hope?

Chang Sun Chong looked at Lu Ting in surprise, and said in disbelief, "Boss, haven't you finished writing?"

Lu Ting made a silent movement: "Just read on."

Just now I heard from the person next to me that the poem that Lu Ting handed in in a hurry was only [-] characters, and he didn't even finish the poem. Chang Sun Chong admired Lu Ting a little bit.

This is the legendary saying that you don't admit defeat even if you are killed, and you don't lose when you lose?
Chang Sun Chong once suspected that Lu Ting fell on purpose, why did he fall so coincidentally, could it be that he didn't write a poem well, and then he made an excuse for himself?

Well, as a brother, we must not only share joys and sorrows, but also share hardships. Lu Ting was forced to come here by himself. It is very good that he is willing to stand up. If he loses, he will lose more calmly. It is natural for Chang Sun Chong to sit in Lu Ting By his side, when someone laughed at Lu Ting, he could help immediately.

Fang Shiqiang's "Golden Clothes" shocked the audience, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly high.

Soon, the atmosphere on the field slowly began to become flat, even a little calm.

The first two poems raised everyone's appreciation level, and Fang Shiqiang's five-class poem made everyone's emotions reach an unprecedented peak. The pearls and jade are in the front, and some poems in the back are well written, but it is difficult to resonate .

Many people would have left long ago if they hadn't wanted to witness someone taking down the bull head lamps and then going to choose people.

Finally, the last chanter took a piece of poems and made them. This is the No.30 two poems and the last one.

The person who sang was the healthy servant who sang at the beginning.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jianfu didn't walk to the small balcony extending outward, but walked to Lu Ting's side.

"Hello Mr. Lu, this poem" Jianfu looked at the so-called poem in his hand and said with some confusion.

To be honest, the writing is not bad, but the poem is a bit weird, there is only one sentence, fourteen characters, asymmetrical and not neat, is this poetry?

Lu Ting looked at it for a while, nodded and said: "There is no mistake, this poem is indeed written by me, just read it."

The healthy servant said in a low voice: "Sun Huishou said that this incident was purely accidental, but the rules are the rules and cannot be changed or supplemented. If Mr. Lu doesn't want to chant, the little one won't sing."

It's impossible to make up for it, it's not fair to others, but Lu Ting is from Qin Wangfu, and he is very close to many rich men in Chang'an City, Sun Shiyong knows the principle of making money with harmony, and he doesn't want to bring hatred to himself for nothing , Discuss with Lu Ting before reading.

"Write everything if you don't, let's chant." Lu Ting said calmly.

"Yes, Mr. Lu." The servant bowed to Lu Ting, turned around and left.

What should be done, the organizers have done, and those who write poems are not afraid of it.

After the sound of the gong, the health servant shouted loudly: "Now read the poem "Appreciating Flowers" by Master Lu of Lu Ting, Suzhou."

Lu Ting, like those in front, walked to the railing and bowed to the onlookers.

Standing not far behind, Yu Wenying said with contempt on his face: "He didn't even finish the poem, and he still has the face to salute. I really don't know what it is."

Fang Shi has a strong chance to win, so he is very optimistic about it: "A farmer like him has few chances to show his face in his life, so let's just sympathize with him."

In the eyes of Fang Shiqiang, after getting the first Wujia poem, taking away the bull head lamp is a certainty. Now Fang Shiqiang is already thinking about which girl to choose for the spring breeze.

The blissful Mo Xi is not bad, he is both talented in color and art, and he is also a pure gentleman;

Jingyan of Chunfengyuan comes from a family of officials and eunuchs. His grandfather was a third-rank official in the former dynasty. He is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has an excellent temperament;

Yi Menger from Wanhuayuan, twenty-eight years old, good at singing and dancing, it is said that she can dance on a small wooden stake, her figure and posture are first-class;

Zhilan in Wuyou Pavilion is a blond orchid with exotic beauty.
There are many red card and Qing people who are also very good, but unfortunately there is only one bull head lamp, Fang Shiqiang suddenly feels a little entangled, how can he care about such an insignificant person like Lu Ting.

Zheng Yanzhi in the box looked at the bowing Lu Ting with complicated eyes.

The healthy servant coughed dryly, and quickly chanted loudly: "Appreciation, flower, return, go, horse, like, fly, wine, strength, slight, wake up, time, already, dusk."

There are only fourteen characters in total. It is not suitable to read five characters, and it does not rhyme when read seven characters. Thinking about it, I finished reading this song "Appreciating Flowers" word by word.

After reading, the audience was silent, no one cheered, no one applauded.

Not even booers.

Everyone stared at the Jianfu who sang the poem, with doubts on their faces, as if the Jianfu was drinking too much and chanting indiscriminately.

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What are you chanting? Anyway, he is a genius who has broken through five levels.

The air was a bit embarrassingly quiet, Jianfu looked around, and added in disbelief: "The "Appreciation of Flowers" has been sung."

What?This is the end?

I also hoped that the finale would bring some surprises to everyone. I didn't expect to see it, but I saw it. A paragraph that is not symmetrical at all, if I count correctly, there are only fourteen characters.

Every time the chanting is over, no matter whether it is good or bad, there will be polite applause. However, this time it is an exception. Not only is there no applause, but there are voices of doubt:

"No way, what is this writing? Is this a poem?"

"That's right, the four lines of a five-character poem have twenty characters. What do these fourteen characters mean? It doesn't make any sense."

"This is the magpie bridge seizing the lamp. You want to fish in troubled waters with this little ink?"

"He was the one who fell down just now. It seems that there is not enough time. He wrote it in a hurry, and the eldest grandson even used his back as a desk to write for him."

"Dare to hand in unfinished poems. It's admirable courage. Unfortunately, it just adds to the jokes."

Everyone talked about it, and some people even booed and questioned loudly.

Just now I said that the activities of Pingkangfang were well organized, but I didn't expect that there would be a work that was not a work, and that person named Lu Ting would have the face to submit it.

Zheng Zihan looked at Zheng Yanzhi, who had a somewhat complicated expression, and asked with great interest: "Sister Zhi, I heard that this Lu Ting is your master of calculation. I think he teaches very averagely, and his poetry is not very good. Zhimei must have misjudged the person."

"Have you misjudged someone? Don't worry about it, Sister Han." Zheng Yanzhi hesitated, and quickly said, "Sister Han, don't be careless. Maybe you just lost to this Lu Ting."

Zheng Yanzhi's eyesight is very good, and she can clearly see Lu Ting standing on the sixth floor of the lamp building, and his calm and composed face.

The booing voices below were so loud, and the doubts were so loud, but Lu Ting gave people the feeling that they were sure of winning.

Witnessing Lu Ting turning the impossible into reality many times, for some reason, Zheng Yanzhi always feels that Lu Ting still has a chance to stand up.

"Him?" Zheng Zihan was stunned for a moment, then quickly laughed and said, "If this Lu Ting can stand up, I will also worship him as a teacher."

My own cousin, I don't know what kind of tricks she was given by Lu Naxiao, and she still thinks that he hasn't lost.

"Sister Han, don't be so full of words. With your qualifications, it's still unknown whether Mr. Lu will accept you." Zheng Yanzhi retorted.

Zheng Zihan just smiled lightly and didn't speak.

This Lu Ting is a dead fish. If there is still a little hope before reciting the poem, maybe he is lucky, and suddenly he gets a masterpiece through the ages, and now Mr. Fang has already won the top five. Lu Ting also wrote a nonsense poem.

Literally dead.

The cousin is stubborn and refuses to admit defeat. She wants to save face, so let her guard the last stubbornness.

As for the issue of accepting apprentices, Zheng Zihan is not worried at all. With his own looks, which young master can refuse?

There was a lot of doubts below, and there was no peace in the lamp building.

It was rare to find a chance to attack Da Changjin, Yu Wenying stood up and asked loudly: "Lu Ting, what do you mean?"

Lu Ting said calmly, "Young Master Yuwen, what do you mean by that?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid." Yu Wenying raised his voice an octave for the second time: "For such an important event, you actually handed in such a poem, saying that you are ignorant, or that you don't respect the organizer and the onlookers. Common people? It's too childish."

It is not a good thing for Lu Ting to deduct two nos as soon as he opened his mouth, no matter which one he admits.

Chang Sun Chong immediately stood up and said unceremoniously: "Yu Wenying, don't meddle in other people's business, my boss's business is not up to you to point fingers."

Fang Shiqiang stood up, shook his head, and said sadly: "Mr. Lu, this is indeed your fault. For such an important event, there are so many comments from seniors who are highly respected. You should go all out and write a sentence casually." Just hand it in, it's too disrespectful to seniors."

Speaking of this, Fang Shiqiang said with a generous face: "Mr. Lu was born in a poor family. It is not easy to get to this point. Maybe you haven't met a master. In the future, if you don't understand something, you can talk to me more. .”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of approval at the scene, and many people praised Fang Shi for his strength and demeanor.

The number one talented person in the south of the Yangtze River, Queqiao Duodeng won the top five honors unprecedentedly. Fang Shiqiang was more than enough to give advice to Lu Ting. Disputed.

Obviously repaying grievances with virtue.

There is really nothing to say about this kind of mind and tolerance.

Some people were envious of Lu Ting. After all, being able to hang out with a celebrity like Fang Shiqiang would be of great help to his knowledge and reputation.

Lu Ting was a little surprised and said, "Young Master Fang, what you mean is, are you willing to give me advice?"

"Hehe, if Mr. Lu doesn't dislike it, I can pass on some experience and experience, and we can get to know each other anyway." Fang Shiqiang said with a look of "sincerity" with a look of color in his eyes.

Who does a farmer who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth think he is?If he worships under his own sect, hehe, he will definitely make him doubt his life.

Lu Ting shook his head and said solemnly: "No, you don't deserve it!"

As soon as the words fell, the scene suddenly fell silent, and the smile on Fang Shiqiang's face gradually froze. He glanced at Lu Ting with some disdain, flicked his sleeves, and said coldly, "I don't know what to say."

Lu Ting, a farmer, always doesn't follow the rules. Talking to him is boring.

A person surnamed Lu is shameless, but Fang Shiqiang wants more, and besides, his goal has been achieved.

For Fang Shiqiang, after tonight, he became famous overnight. As for Lu Ting, who is ignorant and full of ugly appearances, he will become the laughing stock of Chang'an City.

The onlookers below kept questioning, and the participating opponents attacked each other, but the judging table changed from the normal one. The previous ones were vying to comment and score. Now it is good, the poems have been recited, and none of the five judges speaks.

Sun Shiyong coughed dryly, and said, "How many people, it's time to comment? Who will come first?"

It has been quiet for so long, and there is no comment yet. This is not acceptable. As the leader of the Chang'an Brothel Guild, Sun Shiyong does not want to invest a huge amount of money in an anticlimactic event, so he takes the initiative to open up the topic.

Zhang Hu and Sun Yingda showed wry smiles, Du Zhengzang seemed to be in deep thought, and Wang Yongzhi showed anger and disdain.

Without much hesitation, Wang Yongzhi said loudly: "Young people can be fearless, but they can't be ignorant. You can't make a complete poem with such a simple subject matter. It's simply insulting to gentlemen."

Speaking of this, Wang Yongzhi said loudly: "I gave this song "Appreciation of Flowers" a D grade, because it is not even worthy of a C grade. Lu Ting, can you accept this grade?"

The farm slave who came from a poor family has no etiquette, no education, no education and no skills, and pretends to be an expert. Wang Yongzhi didn't like it from the beginning, and he was from the Qin Palace, so he didn't show mercy to him.

What, give a ding?

The scene suddenly boiled, and everyone's eyes fell on Lu Ting.

Wang Yongzhi is a doctor of Guozixue, his words can be said to nail Lu Ting to the pillar of shame.

Queqiao Duodeng is divided into three grades: A, B, and C. He gave a D for an unprecedented time. It can be seen that he can't bear Lu Ting, and he doesn't save the last bit of face.

Rumors spread that Lu Ting's life was over, not only his official career was in jeopardy, but his reputation was also ruined.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lu Ting's expression was still the same calm. Hearing this, he sighed and said with a straight face: "It doesn't matter if I accept it or not. Dr. Wang, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay in Guozixue any longer."

"Joke" Wang Yongzhi said loudly: "I know you are from the Qin Palace, even if the Qin Palace suppresses it, I still have to say that the pure place of the literary world cannot be polluted by an ignorant person like you."

These words were stern and righteous, and many people secretly applauded Dr. Wang. ,

Wang Yongzhi turned to Kong Yingda and said, "Dr. Kong, it's your turn, let's be fair."

The old boy has been pretending to be deaf and dumb, Wang Yongzhi can't let him stay out of the matter, let's see what he says.

If it is shelter, the person surnamed Kong will discredit himself and damage his reputation;

If he was on his side, it would be his own person stabbing his own person, and it happened to be a joke.

Kong Yingda heard this, and said with some embarrassment: "This."

This is a trap. No matter what decision Sun Yingda makes, it is not good. After all, Lu Ting is still the prince's registered disciple.

"Could it be that Dr. Kong wants to favor his own people?" Wang Yongzhi said with a smile on his face.

A flash of determination flashed in Kong Yingda's eyes, and he was about to kill his relatives righteously. After all, in this situation, he couldn't help even if he wanted to.

Just when Kong Yingda was about to criticize Lu Ting, there was a sudden "bang" from the side, which startled Kong Yingda. He swallowed the words at once, and turned his head to see Du Zhengzang, who had been silent all along.

"Wonderful, wonderful." Du Zhengzang said excitedly: "The most wonderful poem in the ages, on the top of the list, Lu Ting's flower appreciation must be on the top of the list."

No way, sir?

Everyone present was stunned. Dr. Wang gave Ding's rating, but Du Zhengzang, uncharacteristically, gave A's rating, and even said the most strange poem in the ages, isn't it stupid?

Wang Yongzhi glanced at Du Zhengzang in disbelief, and quickly sneered, "Du Weishan, you are a disgrace to a scholar, even if you want to please the King of Qin, you can't treat a deer like a horse like this. It seems that the old man's decision was right. There are more people like you, it is difficult for the son of the country to learn."

Du Zhengzang needs to be famous and famous, and he needs to be talented and talented. Two years ago, someone recommended Du Zhengzang to join Guozixue. Wang Yongzhi felt that Du Zhengzang had knowledge, but he lacked experience in educating children, so he took the lead in opposing, that is, he took the lead in opposing, Guozixue Du Zhengzang was confiscated.

After learning the whole story, Du Zhengzang also said that Wang Yongzhi was interested in official career, not in school, and he didn't want to be a colleague with someone like him.

It's just that after such a long time, the two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't bring it up again.

Du Zhengzang shook his head and sighed: "Dr. Wang, Lu Ting is right. After tonight, you won't be able to stay in Guozixue."

Lu Ting said that he couldn't stay in Guozixue, and now Du Zhengzang also said that he couldn't stay in Guozixue, he must be crazy, even with King Qin as the backer, he couldn't threaten himself like this.

Besides, I am a member of the Prince's Mansion, and the Prince's Mansion can't just sit back and watch myself being blatantly suppressed by them.

Just as Wang Yongzhi was about to say something tough, Zhang Hu, who was sitting next to him, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and shouted loudly: "Wonderful, wonderful, this song of appreciating flowers must be given to someone else. I didn't expect to be surprised tonight." , get such a good poem, it will be like a scoop."

No way, another upper class?
Many people present were dumbfounded. First, there was a D-level that had never appeared before, and then there were two A-levels. How could the scores be polarized?

It is the first time for Wujia Poetry to appear, Ding also appears for the first time, and Jiashang is the first time for it to appear.

There were too many accidents in this year's Magpie Bridge.

In order to encourage the participants to make persistent efforts, it is already the highest evaluation to give a top grade, which indicates that there is no end to learning and expects to have better masterpieces. It is already surprising that Du Zhengzang gave a top grade. Out of a armor.

If it was someone else, the people present would have laughed at it long ago, but Du Zhengzang held a very high status in the hearts of the scholars, and no one refuted it for a while.

"As expected, the blue is better than the blue. This poem deserves its name." Kong Yingda just thought for a while, and quickly gave his own score with a smile on his face.

God, three armors are on, what's going on?

Chang Sun Chong looked at the three judges, then at Lu Ting with a calm face, completely dumbfounded.

What the hell is going on, isn't it just an unfinished fragment of a poem, which saved face for a third class, and now one son and three tops, that is to say, the boss is the final winner?
There is another rule of Queqiao Duodeng, if someone gets three or more top grades, no need to compare, he can win.

The original [-] bet flew out of the pocket, is this back?
Not only did he come back, but he also brought back two thousand guan lottery heads, as if a boar he had raised ran away, and before he had time to be sad, he abducted a female.

When many people were confused, Sun Shiyong finally figured it out, and couldn't help but say loudly: "It is indeed the most wonderful poem in the ages, it is really unreasonable not to give it to Jia."

four tops
A participant named Cui Bin couldn't help asking: "Judgement, what's going on here?"

Isn't it an unfinished poem? It sounds clueless. Almost everyone thought that Lu Ting would become a joke, but suddenly it was reversed. What happened?

Sun Shiyong made a gesture of invitation to Du Zhengzang: "Brother Weishan, please explain to everyone, go to the small terrace and explain. Many scholars hope to hear your explanation."

A teaching workshop envoy and the head of the brothel industry, his reputation is just that, why not give this opportunity to show his face to Du Zhengzang, who I have always admired, it will help him re-enter the official career, besides, Du Zhengzang was the first to discover this poem good point.

If Du Zhengzang hadn't seen the ingenuity in time, not only Wang Yongqi would be ashamed, but the other four would be ashamed.

It was so dangerous that the ship almost capsized in the gutter. Not only Sun Shiyong, but also Zhang Hu and Kong Yingda were grateful to Du Zhengzang.

Someone ran up to the chanting health servant and whispered a few words. The health servant couldn't believe it. He turned his head and looked at Sun Shiyong. After receiving Sun Shiyong's nod, he beat the gong three times excitedly. , announced loudly: "Congratulations to Mr. Lu Ting for his poem on appreciating flowers, which has won the top four. The one who can climb the seventh floor to get the bull head lamp tonight is Mr. Lu Ting from Suzhou."

The scene was quiet for an instant, and for a moment, like a flash flood, all kinds of doubts sounded, and the expressions of most people changed drastically.

"How is this possible?" Yu Wenying said with a look of disbelief.

Are you all crazy? The four armors wanted to help Fang Shiqiang, but when they looked up, they saw Fang Shiqiang's ashen face, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

If one judge can still raise doubts, and all four judges gave the score of A, this matter will definitely not be that simple.

In the box, Zheng Zihan's eyes were as big as a bull's-eye, and he said in disbelief: "Impossible, impossible, Mr. Fang's such a good poem, how could he lose, there must be a dark story."

Zheng Yanzhi had a look of "Let him create another miracle" on her face, although there were still doubts in her eyes.

She also didn't understand why a fragmented poem would get four top grades.

One deck is already amazing, and four decks are like the sun rising in the west.

Not only Zheng Zihan suspected that there was a shady scene, but many onlookers also questioned the fairness of this rating.

Jian Nu, who was in charge of singing on the lamp tower, saw that the heat was about the same, knocked the gong three more times, and then said loudly: "I would like to ask Mr. Du Zhengzang to explain this excellent work that has won the top four."

Finally, someone came out to explain, and the person who came out was the highly respected Du Zhengzang, and the scene burst into applause, which was not so lively.

That is to say, if Du Zhengzang received this treatment, if it were someone else, he would definitely not applaud him until he got a satisfactory answer.

After the applause and discussion stopped, Du Zhengzang said loudly: "Lu Ting won four top prizes for this poem Appreciating Flowers, and one of them was given to me."

After Du Zhengzang finished speaking, he ignored the voices of discussion below, raised his voice an octave again, and explained loudly that "appreciation, flower, return, go, horse, such as, fly, wine, force, slight, wake up, time, already, evening" , This is a poem submitted by Lu Ting, the full text has [-] characters, it doesn’t look neat and doesn’t rhyme, when I first saw it, I thought it was absurd.”

When Du Zhengzang explained on the lamp tower, the scene was completely silent, and everyone listened attentively, including Zheng Yanzhi and Zheng Zihan in the box.

Even if someone coughs, they cover their mouths tightly, for fear of affecting others. Even the nearby brothel is quiet.

It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be able to solve the doubts in the heart and listen to the interpretation and analysis of the great Confucianism, and no one would miss it.

Du Zhengzang took a panoramic view of everyone's reactions, and continued to explain: "These fourteen characters do not seem neat enough. If you look carefully, you can find that this is a new type of circular poem. With seven characters as a sentence, it can be broken down into the following In this poem, the horse is like flying back from enjoying the flowers, and the horse is like flying away with little alcohol. When the wine is weak, it is dusk, and when you wake up, it is already evening to enjoy the flowers."

As soon as the words fell, the audience suddenly felt like boiling water, and there were exclamations all over the place.

My God, this poem can still be written like this.

After admiring the flowers, he gallops back home with the strength of wine, and the hooves of the horses fly like flying horses. The reason is obviously because the flowers are charming and the wine is intoxicating.How smooth it is, how free and easy it is, and how many people envy this life!
Just to extract a single sentence, its artistic conception is lonely, elegant and impeccable.

Everyone had a look of "that's how it is".

After hearing Du Zhengzang's explanation, the yelling of unrighteousness just now disappeared. Many people looked up and looked at Lu Ting standing on the sixth floor of the lamp building again. look.

Zheng Zihan in the box said with an unbelievable expression: "Poetry can still be done to this level. This time, the slave family is not wronged."

Hearing Fang Shiqiang's loss, Zheng Zihan wanted to rush up to defend him, but after hearing Du Zhengzang's explanation, he treated Lu Ting like a heavenly being.

Wang Rongrong clasped her hands on her heart, and murmured to herself: "No wonder I got the evaluation from Jia. Once this song of appreciating flowers is released, it may be unprecedented. Sister Zihan, I have decided not to compete with you for the son of a house."

Zheng Zihan didn't seem to hear it, looking at Lu Ting standing on top, his eyes sparkled: "This Mr. Lu is so interesting, it's really good to be guided by him."

Seeing her cousin, Wang Rongrong, and several Shueisha sisters looking nympho, the joy of victory in Zheng Yanzhi's heart suddenly faded a lot, and there was also a look of worry in her eyes.

Fang Shiqiang on the lamp building was already slumped on a stool, his horse face stretched so long that it could be as ugly as it could be. Yu Wenying, who was standing next to him, was fumbling with his purse, It's as uncomfortable as if I died.

The voice of Du Zheng’s hidden characters sounded again: “The most rare thing is that the four sentences of the whole poem have 28 characters, which happens to use each word twice in [Ma Rufei’s drunken power is late after enjoying the flowers. There is no suspicion of making up random things, every sentence is reasonable and full of charm, reading back and forth, giving people a sense of soul-stirring, top-ranking, and it deserves its name."

After the analysis, Du Zhengzang suddenly added: "I, it's better."

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