"Okay, hurry up, the old man has to go back to drink tea." Seeing that Zheng Peng was in a daze, Old Man Guo urged unceremoniously.

Didn't you say that you want to be an ambitious toad, just look at where your ambition is, Old Man Guo thought about how to teach Zheng Peng a lesson in his heart, and told him that his ambition is not to blow out of his mouth, but also to have his own confidence.

Otherwise, it's still a pipe dream.

Zheng Peng was angered by the old man's disdainful eyes, the tree wants the skin and the face, there is not much contradiction, he swallows his breath and is about to become a turtle, he is still so unrelenting, his face turned pale when he heard the words, and he said slowly:

"The sassy west wind is planted all over the yard, and it is difficult for the cold and fragrant butterflies to come.

If I am the Green Emperor in his year, I will report that the peach blossoms will bloom together. ”

Familiar with 300 Tang poems, if you can't chant poems, you can steal them, Zheng Peng has the welfare of being a second person, and he was forced to be like this by the old man of the Guo family, he couldn't care about so much, so he opened his mouth to "recite" a poem.

This is the end of the Tang Dynasty Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum", Huang Chao is a strange person, not only can write poems, but also can be reversed, the level of poetry is very high, there was originally a song "not the first after the chrysanthemum": to the autumn to September 8, I flowers to kill a hundred flowers. The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. It's just that this poem is too majestic, and there is a faint antipathy, Zheng Peng likes this one the most, think about it or give up.

The old man Guo, who was waiting to see the joke, was obviously stunned, and quickly reprimanded: "Confused, there are no two kings in the country on the second day, can this emperor be used casually, do you know what is called disaster from the mouth, this one is not counted, remake." ”

I didn't expect this Zheng family kid to really have a bit of talent, and I don't know if it's plagiarism, anyway, I haven't heard of it, this poetry is far-reaching, and there is a faint borrowing of Ju Yongzhi, there is a kind of taste of lonely self-appreciation, although the Qingdi is a mythical figure, Old Man Guo still used it to refute Zheng Peng, let Zheng Peng redo it, and test how many catties he has.

"The flowers do not bloom and the flowers are thick, and the independent sparse hedge is not endless.

I'd rather die with incense on the branches, how could it have blown down in the north wind"

Zheng Peng also felt that the first song was a bit Meng Lang, and it reached the ears of people with hearts, and he made a literary prison, and he didn't know how he died, and he was frightened by Old Man Guo, and he didn't dare to argue, but after a little thought, he soon took out the Song Dynasty poet Zheng Sixiao's "Han Ju".

A sheep is released, a group of sheep is also driven, a poem is plagiarism, the beginning, there is no pressure later, anyway, he is a poem after the Kaiyuan Dynasty, and it is impossible for the original author to find himself to get the copyright fee.

Old man Guo stood still, not saying good, not saying bad, Zheng Peng looked anxious, for fear that Old Man Guo would turn around and send himself to the yamen, and opened his mouth to "compose" a poem:

"There is no rain cover for the lotus, and the chrysanthemum still has proud frost branches.

A good year must be remembered, it is the time of orange, yellow, orange and green. ”

If you are not satisfied with the previous one, the talented Su Shi's song "Gift to Liu Jingwen", which has been passed down through the ages, will not be able to scare you.

At this moment, Old Man Guo was not only surprised, he was simply petrified, and his eyes were also strange when he looked at Zheng Peng, and Steward Guo on the side looked at Zheng Peng like a Martian, his eyes were full of shock, and he said in a lost voice: "Zheng Gongzi is talented, good poetry, good poetry." ”

As the housekeeper of Guo's mansion, he has to receive dignitaries and nobles from time to time, and he can't do it without ink in his stomach, Guo's housekeeper's appreciation ability is not bad, and he heard Zheng Peng make three excellent chrysanthemum poems, even if he has always been quiet and good at controlling emotions, he can't help but applaud loudly.

Facing Zheng Peng with a smile in front of him, it was just for Guo Ketang's face, a formulaic smile, the reason is very simple, no matter how good Zheng Peng behaves, he is also a lowly businessman, a businessman who can't go to the lobby, however, at this moment, Zheng Peng's talent and domineering are exposed, and he completely conquers Steward Guo.

This is the hidden nature of the legend.

Even the uncle of the Guo Mansion was here, and he couldn't help but shout hello.

Steward Guo applauded, and the old man Guo who tested Zheng Peng was even more shocked, the ridicule on his face had long faded, replaced by a look of surprise and disbelief, when Zheng Peng was writing a poem just now, the old man Guo subconsciously twisted his chin with his hand and wore a white beard, and when he heard the highlights, he didn't realize that he had torn off his beard by mistake.

"That's... Uncle Guo, are you alright? Zheng Peng looked at the old man Guo standing as if he had a hypothesis, his eyes didn't move, and there were a few gray beards in his hands that he had torn off, he couldn't help laughing and asked with concern.

After being reminded by Zheng Peng, Old Man Guo's eyes moved first, his face slowly became ruddy, and then his eyes fell on Zheng Peng, as if he wanted to get to know Zheng Peng again, and only after half a sound burst out of his mouth: "Okay!" ”

Occasionally get a good poem, it can be said to be luck, you can also question him plagiarism, but he has made three poems in a row that he has never heard, which is definitely the embodiment of talent, these years, which reader does not want to get ahead, famous, there is really such a good poem, it will definitely not be given to others, but to find a chance to make a splash.

The Tang Dynasty is different from the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty is a scholar of eight shares, the poem is done well and the article has nothing to do with it, if you want to get ahead, you have to rely on the imperial examination held by the imperial court, Tang poetry and Song words and songs, there are many Ming generations, there are many talents and celebrities, but in the poems, words, and songs are not touched, it is destroyed by the eight shares, the Tang Dynasty also has the imperial examination, but after gaining fame, you have to be recommended by the powerful to enter the officialdom.

If you want to attract the attention of the powerful, reputation is very important, and writing a good poem is the best shortcut to fame.

One is more intentional than the other, one is better than the other, the old man Guo is a person who loves poetry, he goes to the academy to clean up in plain clothes, he just wants to follow the ancients to pursue a comfortable state of mind, no, just look at Zheng Peng like a fly, and now that gaze is a little fan.

Hearing Old Man Guo say yes, Zheng Peng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Uncle Guo, this poem has been made by the juniors, can you leave now?" ”

If a beautiful woman looks at herself, she must enjoy it in her heart, but a bad old man looks at it like this, Zheng Peng is really a little unnatural, and I don't know what kind of demon moth he wants to make, so he should withdraw first.

"Hehe, the Yuancheng Zheng family and the Guixiang Guo family are world friends, and they have time to walk around." Old man Guo said with a smile.

"Uncle Guo's lesson is that the younger generations remember Uncle Guo's teachings."

coping with it in his mouth, Zheng Peng muttered in his heart: How can there be such a big difference between people, Guo Ketang smiled, his face was like a peach blossom, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze, and this old man Guo smiled, the wrinkles on his face opened layer by layer, but like a flower, but like a chrysanthemum.

No wonder the two questions were asked, both of which were chrysanthemums.

"Go ahead." Old man Guo waved his hand generously.

Zheng Peng saluted with relief, and then walked away quickly.

This time it was a big mess, and I was almost not sent to the county government to eat a lawsuit.

"Uncle Weng, it seems that you and Zheng Gongzi know each other?" Steward Guo said with some curiosity.

Guo Steward is the domestic slave of Guo Mansion, the so-called domestic slave, that is, the parents are slaves, and the children born are slaves as soon as they are born, as part of the master's property, because of loyalty, the master family gives the surname Guo, for slaves, it is a great honor to give a surname, at least a person with a surname, not the kind of slave who has no name and no surname, and is as cheap as a livestock.

Similar to Xing'er, Steward Guo has been with the children of the Guo family since he was a child, from a playmate, a scholar, a confidant to a housekeeper, Steward Guo has had a good relationship with Guo Yuanzhi since he was a child, and he doesn't have so many scruples when he speaks.

"Sort of." Old man Guo nodded a little complicatedly.

I thought he was a poor scholar who didn't learn and didn't know how to be too bad, but I didn't expect that people were talented and had always thought that he was very accurate in seeing people, but there were times when he was blind.

Steward Guo seemed to think of something, and lowered his voice and said: "Uncle, Miss Tang has recently won a high-quality calligraphy work, to be precise, a famous post, if Uncle Weng sees it, he will definitely not be disappointed." ”

"It can't be the name of the kid surnamed Zheng, right?" When Old Man Guo heard this, his eyes lit up, and then he asked casually.

Guo Mansion up and down all know, Guo Yuanzhi in addition to liking poetry, has a soft spot for calligraphy, see a good calligraphy to do everything possible to get over, once you find a good calligraphy is very excited, sometimes a person in the study to watch, a few days without going out is not news.

Once a friend sent a work by Chu Suiliang, a famous artist in the early Tang Dynasty, he refused to come out after closing the door for three days and three nights, and a maidservant girl sent him food, and found Guo Yuanzhi holding steamed cakes with ink while cleaning up the study, and ate with relish.

"Uncle Weng is really high, just guess it."

Hearing that there were good words, Steward Guo, who has always been picky, also respected it, and the old man Guo was suddenly heartbroken, and immediately said: "Then what are you waiting for, hurry, let Tang'er bring it to me." ”

Not long after, a sigh of pity suddenly sounded in the sky above Guo's mansion: "Miscalculation, let that stinky little go too fast, I knew that he should write dozens of calligraphy and paintings first and then leave....."