Xu Jingzong was almost chased and beaten by Cheng Motou, holding up the answer sheet and shouting: "Look at it, what is written on it is clear, Cheng Chumo, isn't that your son?"
This limerick is also good for you, the father. ”Lao Cheng snatched the test paper in the past, and when he looked at it, it was really his son's handwriting, looking at the old things around him who were laughing at him, Cheng Biting Jin was also used to splashing, and shouted: "Is it my son who calls Cheng Chumo?"
There are many names in the world, this is definitely not a poem written by my son, who doesn't know my son Wuquan" Originally, the laughter here made the surrounding audience unclear So, now Cheng Biting Jin's big drink was directly transmitted to the Chishang Painting Boat.Cheng Motou didn't say anything, and a person stood out from a painting boat on Qujiang Pond on the opposite side and shouted: "Dad, that's the poem I wrote, how about it?"
Isn't it a good fit?
”Yes, this Cheng Chumo is also a god, and he heard his father questioning his poems, and he didn't know the situation at the scene.It would be embarrassing to bite the gold this time, Baiguan smiled and leaned back, Li Er was already lying on the side holding his stomach, this father and son were too funny."
Bastard boy, you come up for Lao Tzu, come ashore, see if I don't pick your skin, you don't play well in poetry, what kind of mess is written" Cheng Biting Jin scolded, Cheng Chumo directly shrank his neck, and hurriedly hid back to the painting boat in fright, he didn't want to go ashore and be beaten.The eldest grandson Wuji said with a smile: "Lu Guogong, do you mean that if Ling Gongzi plays well, it will not be a problem to compose poetry?"
”"That's, at least better than what your kid did, and it's sour to hear."
Cheng Biting Jin replied disdainfully, and he returned to his seat."
That's right, it's sour, Cheng Fairy, you're jealous, I smell sour."
The eldest grandson quipped."
It's jealousy, jealousy is not as fat as you eat" The two of you and I are talking to each other one by one, everyone should just have fun, and someone on the examiner's side noticed that Lu Deming, the assistant teacher of Guozijian, read and read a test paper, as if it was a masterpiece worth savoring repeatedly."
Lao Lu, you have been staring at this test paper for a long time, what is it that makes you so memorable?
Read it out, and everyone should listen to it. ”Xu Jingzong urged.Lu Deming hesitated for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "It's not that I'm reminiscing about anything, it's just that I feel that the author of this poem in my hand seems to have not finished writing, let's listen to it: the mountain light is suddenly setting in the west, and the pond moon is gradually rising in the east."
Radiate the sunset cool, open and open.The lotus wind sends the fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops are clear.If you want to play the piano, you hate ignorance. ”Oh?
Many examiners were stunned at the same time, some people praised with their palms, good poetry, and the artistic conception of the situation was also good, but today is the grand occasion of the poetry meeting, but this person hates ignorance, and seems a little arrogant.Kong Yingda nodded, "There is no doubt that the poem is excellent, it is indeed as Deming said, it seems to be unfinished, there should be another sentence behind, who is the author?"
You can call it out and ask. ”Lu Deming looked down, "Oh, it's Du Shaoming." ”Who?
Du Shaoming?
This exclamation came from the group of military generals, and no one knew the officials here, so they didn't care, but Cheng Yanjin knew Du Shaoming among the generals."
Hey, Devil Cheng, don't you always think that I and others are poor?
Why do you care so much about this student named Du Shaoming?
Don't you think people are poor?
”Xu Jingzong quipped.Cheng Yanjin sneered, "It's just that your surname Xu has a lot of words."
This Du Shaoming Lao Cheng knows, he is the younger brother of Du Shaoqing, the miracle doctor who saved the queen's mother, Du Shaoqing, you know, it is rumored in the past few days that the eldest grandson Chong is going to challenge others. ”The eldest grandson Wuji was dissatisfied, obviously rumored that Du Shaoqing was challenging my son, and this old devil was pulling the shelf, but because of his identity, he didn't open his mouth to refute.The queen was surprised: "What?
Could it be that Du Shaoqing's younger brother came from Luoxia Town to compete?
Are you still eligible to be shortlisted for the poetry club?
In this way, he is a little more talented than his brother. ”The eldest grandson Wuji's heart moved, is it really Du Shaoqing's younger brother here?
Other officials also noticed, "I heard that Du Shaoqing is the lost eldest son of Duke Keming, is this Du Shaoming too?"
”"No, how can anyone with the surname Du be?
Du Shaoming is the child of Du Shaoqing's adoptive father. ”Cheng Yanjin explained, "I said, how is Du Shaoming's poem?
How is it compared to the eldest of the eldest grandson family?
You all say my son can't write poetry, but what about this child?
”Kong Yingda muttered: "According to the theory of artistic conception of words, this poem is not inferior to that of Changsun Chong, but the disadvantage is that this poem is missing a sentence, if the author is unable to make up for it, then it will not work."
So let's call this person out and ask for clarification. ”The herald soon began to issue orders, looking for his student Du Shaoming.Du Shaoqing exclaimed in the cabin, Shaoming?
Is he coming?
At this time, a shout came from the painting boat next to it, "I am." ”This voice again?
Du Shaoqing couldn't help but walk out of the painting boat, and looked up, it wasn't Shaoming, it was a young man dressed as a small nobleman, no, this, isn't this Wu Zhao's girl?
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 but ask.Wu Zhao didn't expect that he was so inch, just adjacent to this person, he blushed in an instant, stomped his feet and shouted in a low voice: "I want you to care, who is the little girl?"
Don't talk too much, watch me clean up the one called Changsun Chong today. ”After speaking, he motioned to the boatman to row the boat over to the examiner, Du Shaoqing was stunned, and cleaned up the eldest grandson Chong?
Did she come to the rescue for me?
Hehe, this girl is really interesting, she is really good, but it's a pity that she is a little younger, hey, it is not suitable Du Shaoqing hurriedly shook his head, the idea just now was too sinful.Everyone looked at the tall young man who was slowly approaching the bow of the independent boat, and nodded one after another, this temperament is not like a child from a poor person in the countryside."
You are Du Shaoming?
Did you write this poem?
”Kong Yingda sent someone to hand over the test paper in his hand.Wu Zhao took it and looked at it, nodded and said loudly: "Yes, it was made by the students." ”Well?
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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 the child's voice, and at this time this voice has a bit of a feminine tone, look up carefully, isn't it, this is a noble female son dressed as a man, but why did she pretend to be Du Shaoming?"
The old man thinks that your poem is still unfinished, and there is a sentence missing from the back, but is there such a thing?"
Nodding generously, Wu Zhao said: "Yes, there is indeed such a thing, this poem was deliberately left by the student." ”Why is that?
Could it be that you are in the school examination and I can't wait?
”The crowd was puzzled.