Rebirth of Tang Dynasty as a dad

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Chapter 136

Xu Jingzong was almost chased and beaten by Cheng Motou. He held up the answer sheet and shouted: "Look, it's written clearly on it. Cheng Chumo, isn't that your son? This doggerel is just for you." Dad said yes."

Old Cheng snatched the test paper in the past, took a closer look, and it was really his son's handwriting, seeing the old things around him laughing at him, Cheng Yaojin was also used to being rude, and shouted: "The one who called Cheng Chumo is My son? There are so many people with the same name in the world, this is definitely not my son's poem, who doesn't know my son Wu Quan"

Originally, the laughter here made the surrounding audience confused, but now Cheng Yaojin's loud shouts were directly transmitted to Chishang Huafang.

Cheng Motou didn't say the word, and a person stood up from a painting boat on Qujiang Pond opposite and shouted: "Father, that's my poem. How about it? Isn't it suitable for the occasion?"

Well, this Cheng Chumo is also a godsend, he heard his father questioning his poems, and he didn't know the situation at the scene.

Now Cheng Yaojin was embarrassed, all the officials were laughing, and Li Er was already laying on the side, clutching his stomach, this father and son were so funny.

"You bastard, come up here for me, come ashore, and see if I don't skin you and make a good poem and you don't make a good use of it, what kind of mess are you writing?" Cheng Yaojin cursed, and Cheng Chumo immediately shrank his neck, frightened He quickly hid back on the boat, he didn't want to go ashore and get beaten.

Changsun Wuji said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, what do you mean is that if Mr. Ling plays well, writing poems will not be a problem?"

"That's right, at least it's better than what your kid made, it's sour." Cheng Yaojin replied disdainfully, and returned to his seat.

"That's right, it's sour. Fairy Cheng, you're jealous, I can smell sour." Fatty Changsun joked.

"It's jealousy, jealousy is not as fat as you eat"

The two of them chattered with each other sentence by sentence, and everyone just listened to it for fun. Someone on the examiner's side noticed that Lu Deming, an assistant teacher of the Imperial College, read and reread a test paper, as if it was a masterpiece worth savoring again and again.

"Old Lu, you've been staring at this test paper for a long time. What kind of good work makes you think so much? Everyone should listen to it after reading it." Xu Jingzong urged.

Lu Deming hesitated for a moment, then smiled wryly: "It's not that I'm reminiscing about something, it's just that I feel like the author hasn't finished writing the poem in my hand, let's listen to it:

The light of the mountains fell westward, and the moon gradually moved eastward.

Distribute the sun in the evening, open the xuan and lie open.

The lotus wind sends the fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops clear.

If you want to play the qin, you hate the ignorance of the bosom friend. "

oh?Many examiners were stunned at the same time, and someone clapped their hands and praised, good poems, suitable for the situation and artistic conception, but today is a grand event for the poetry meeting, but this person hates ignorance and looks a little arrogant. Could it be that there are so many talents in Chishang that none of them can compare? Call him a bosom friend?

Kong Yingda nodded, "There is no doubt that the poem is excellent. It is indeed as Deming said. It seems that the meaning is still unfinished. There should be another sentence after it. Who is the author? You can call it out and ask."

Lu Deming looked down, "Oh, it says Du Shaoming."

who?Du Shaoming?This exclamation came from the group of generals, no one on the official side knew it, so they didn't take it seriously, but Cheng Yaojin among the generals knew Du Shaoming.

"Hey, Cheng Motou, don't you always think that we and others are poor? Why do you care so much about this student named Du Shaoming? Don't you think he is poor?" Xu Jingzong joked.

Cheng Yaojin sneered, "It's just that your surname Xu talks a lot.

This Du Shaoming knows old Cheng, he is the younger brother of Du Shaoqing, the genius doctor who saved the empress, Du Shaoqing, you know, it's rumored these days that the eldest sun Chong is going to challenge him. "

Changsun Wuji was dissatisfied, he was obviously rumoring that Du Shaoqing was challenging my son, and that the old devil was trying to sideline him, but due to his status, he didn't open his mouth to refute.

The queen was surprised and said: "What? Could it be that Du Shaoqing's younger brother came from Luoxia Town to participate in the competition? He is also qualified to be shortlisted for the poetry competition? In this way, he is a bit more talented than his elder brother."

Changsun Wuji's heart skipped a beat, is Du Shaoqing's younger brother really here?

Other officials also noticed, "I heard that Du Shaoqing is the eldest son that was lost by Duke Keming, so is this Du Shaoming?"

"No, how can everyone surnamed Du? Du Shaoming is a child of Du Shaoqing's adoptive father." Cheng Yaojin explained, "I said, how about Du Shaoming's poem? How is it compared to the boss of the Changsun family? You all say me If my son can’t compose poetry, what about this child?”

Kong Yingda pondered: "In terms of the artistic conception of the words, this poem is not inferior to Chang Sun Chong's, but the disadvantage is that this poem is missing a sentence. If the author is unable to make it up, it will not work.

So call this person out and ask. "

The herald quickly issued orders to look for student Du Shaoming.

Du Shaoqing exclaimed in the cabin, Shaoming?Is he here?At this time, a loud voice came from the nearby painting boat, "I am."

Is this voice again?Du Shaoqing couldn't help but stepped out of the boat, looked up, it wasn't Shaoming, but a young gentleman dressed as a man of modest stature, aristocrat, no, this, isn't this girl Wu Zhao?Why did she come to the poetry meeting in the name of Shaoming?

"Hey, little girl, what are you doing?" Du Shaoqing couldn't help asking.

Wu Zhao didn't expect that he was so small, and he happened to be next to this person. He blushed instantly, stomped his feet and shouted in a low voice: "If you want to care, who is the little girl? Don't talk too much, let me clean up today. Chang Sun Chong."

After finishing speaking, he signaled the boatman to row the boat to the examiner's side, Du Shaoqing was stunned, what to do with Chang Sun Chong?Could it be that she came to rescue me?Hehe, this girl is really interesting, she is really nice, but unfortunately she is a little younger, hey, it's not suitable, Du Shaoqing quickly shook his head, the idea just now was too sinful.

Everyone looked at the short boy who was slowly approaching at the bow of the independent boat, and nodded. This temperament does not look like a child from the poor in the countryside.

"You are Du Shaoming? You wrote this poem?" Kong Yingda sent someone to hand over the test paper in his hand.

Wu Zhao took a look at it, nodded and said loudly: "That's right, it's exactly what the students did."

Um?Hearing this voice, the queen frowned, no, this is not Du Shaoming's voice, I have lived in Du's house for a few days, I remember that child's voice, and this voice has a bit of a female tone at this time, looking up carefully, it is not Well, this is a noble lady disguised as a man, but why did she pretend to be Du Shaoming?

"The old man thinks that your poem is still incomplete, and there is a sentence missing at the end. Is there such a thing?"

Nodding generously, Wu Zhao said, "That's right, there is indeed such a thing. The student deliberately left a sentence in this poem."

"Why is this? Could it be that you are taking the school exam and I can't wait?" Everyone was puzzled.

Chapter 137 Challenge from 'Du Shaoming'

In the face of so many attentions from the imperial court, Wu Zhao did not appear flustered at all. On the contrary, he responded more and more freely, with a strong self-confidence on his face: "I heard that there is a man named Chang Sun Chong in Chang'an who wants to challenge my elder brother Du Shaoqing. I don't know him. Who is it, but my brother taught me how to read and write, so if you want to challenge my brother, you must pass my level first.

This last sentence is the question I asked the eldest grandson to see if he can match this poem. If he can't, then he will admit defeat. "

What?Everyone was stunned. Did this kid come for his eldest grandson?

Li Er frowned, thinking that Du Shaoqing still has such a younger brother?In this way, the matter of Du Shaoqing's ignorance needs to be considered. Could it be that there was something else wrong when he went to test him?

Not only Li Er, but even Kong Yingda thought so. He didn't think that the other party's words were untrue, because Chang Sun Chong was the son of the uncle of the dynasty and a celebrity in Chang'an. Who would offend him when he was fine?

The great Confucian Yao Silian is straightforward, clapping his palms and laughing loudly, he said: "Wonderful, wonderful. A few days ago, I heard that the genius doctor Du Shaoqing and Zhang Sunchong were going to compete today, and I thought it was interesting. Today, this younger brother stands out for his elder brother, and his strength is not bad. The first question That's the problem, today's poem will be interesting.

Where is Chang Sun Chong?Don't know if you dare to fight? "

At this time, Chang Sun Chong also came out of his painting boat. He was the closest to all the examiners, so he heard the outline of the matter, and was annoyed in his heart, Du Shaoqing's younger brother?He is just a country pariah, what qualifications does he have to come out and challenge me?

But he could only complain in his heart and dare not say it in person, otherwise the veterans of the assessment would definitely think that he was afraid of this country boy and lost face for nothing.

Carefully looking at the boy standing on the bow of the boat not far away, he was dressed in luxurious clothes, probably rented, Changsun Chong discussed, and then said loudly: "I am Changsun Chong, and you are Du Shaoqing's younger brother? What do you want to do for him?" Big brother challenged me? But because your big brother doesn't have any ink and doesn't dare to fight?"

Wu Zhao said with a smile: "If you don't want to change your name, you don't want to change your surname, that's the case with Du Shaoqing's younger brother Du Shaoming.

You are really ridiculous, saying that my brother has no ink?You know better than me where the rumors in the market come from, don’t talk nonsense, just say whether you dare to accept my poem, they say that you are the number one talented person in Chang’an City, I wonder if it’s just a waste of fame? "