Chapter 167 Talent
Xu Cheng felt quite uncomfortable when he saw everyone's eyes gathered over him. He whispered to Zhang Lang: "Brother Yuan, everyone is waiting for Brother Yuan's masterpiece!..."
Zhang Lang was stunned, looked around, and then noticed Yuan Xi's malicious smile and Cai Yan's suppressed angry eyes.
Zhang Lang suddenly understood and knew that it was Yuan Xi who had turned everyone's attention to him again. That guy wanted to see him make a fool of himself again! He was really bad at learning!
"If the Fourth Young Master wants to sleep, he should go back and sleep! How unbecoming is it to sleep in this elegant place!" A particularly handsome young man said with a bit of anger and ridicule.
Zhang Lang glanced at him and recognized him as the Luoyang hero named Bai Qian whom Xu Cheng had mentioned. It was said that he was the leader of young heroes in Luoyang, and his poems were spread all over the country!
Although Zhang Lang doesn't like to argue with others, if someone targets him, he will never be polite. He immediately said angrily: "Whose business is it bothering me when I sleep? Who are you? The host didn't say anything.
What nonsense are you charging!"
Bai Qian had never been robbed like this before. She was stunned for a moment, then became furious, pointed at Zhang Lang and shouted: "You ignorant and rude person! You should stay with your lowly soldiers."
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Appearing here really insults Mr. Yuan, insults the polite atmosphere, and insults this grand event!..."
Before he finished speaking, Bai Qian suddenly saw a wine bottle flying towards him, and was startled. He only heard a bang sound, and the wine bottle hit his wine table heavily, and countless drinks splashed and got wet.
It stained his face and wetted his elegant clothes!
Zhang Lang cursed from afar: "Boy, be careful what you say! If you dare to mention my father again, be careful I beat you until your parents don't recognize you!"
Bai Qian was stunned on the spot, not knowing how to react for a moment.
"Fourth Young Master, how can you be so rude?!" Cai Yan couldn't bear it anymore and scolded him angrily.
Zhang Lang said calmly: "This kid keeps talking about my father. Is it polite? Why didn't the young lady scold him just now?"
Cai Yan was stunned and speechless for a moment. Although Bai Qian's words just now were well-founded, they ultimately touched the other party's elders. It was indeed rude and inappropriate to say it.
Cai Yong smiled and said: "Four Young Masters, calm down! Today is a grand gathering of the literary world, so it's better not to hurt your harmony!"
Bai Qian finally came to his senses, and hurriedly clasped his fists towards Cai Yong angrily: "Grand Bachelor, eldest lady, today's literary event has attracted the attention of the world and is an unprecedented event in a hundred years! All scholars in the world admire you!
But such an uneducated and unskilled person who was born in the army is acting recklessly here. It is really a disgrace to the scenery and may bring shame to this rare event! Please ask the bachelor to expel this person! Give the event the dignity it deserves!
Who among these talented students here is willing to be in the same place with such a vulgar person who was born in the same profession? This really lowers our status!"
Several so-called talented people at the scene joined in, and they all looked like they shared the same hatred.
Everyone said that in such a grand event today, the appearance of such a lowly person born in the ranks was really a rat's excrement that spoiled the pot of soup, and they all asked Cai Yong to expel Zhang Lang.
Cai Yong was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.
Zhang Lang laughed loudly, stood up, glanced at everyone present, and said: "This kind of reciting poems and writing poems is just a pastime! Can it pacify the world? Can it resist foreign enemies? Can it feed the people?
Food?..."
Everyone was stunned on the spot, unable to answer this question for a moment.
Zhang Lang joked: "During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, why didn't you see any talented people reciting poems to make them retreat? Not long ago, the Huns invaded the south, and there were countless casualties among the people. Why didn't you see any talented people reciting poems in front of the battle array?"
Defeat a powerful enemy?
It can be seen that talented people are also self-aware.
It's just a useless thing, but it's so miraculous, and it's a big deal for yourself! Thinking that you are a genius if you can recite poems and make mistakes? It's the most ridiculous thing in the world!"
Cai Yan looked very ugly. Although Zhang Lang's words were not directed at her, they also reduced the value she had always believed in to nothing.
"In that case, why do you think the Fourth Young Master needs to stay here anymore?" Bai Qian sneered.
Zhang Lang said calmly: "You little brat, you are so small-minded! I am here because of Mr. Cai's invitation. Mr. Cai is an elder. It would be rude if I ignored him."
Then he nodded and said: "Forget it, I will also write a poem today, lest some petty little brats say that I can't eat the grapes and say the grapes are sour!"
Many people expressed surprise. They did not expect that Zhang Lang would actually write poems.
Bai Qian and other young talents looked at Zhang Lang with a sneer. They all looked like they were waiting to see Zhang Lang make a fool of themselves. They couldn't wait. Just now, Zhang Lang said that they, the scholars, were worthless, which made them wish they could have it right away.
Take the opportunity to mock the other person.
The cousin of the mysterious girl couldn't help but sneer and said: "This fourth young master is really arrogant! It is obvious that he is ignorant and incompetent, but he insists on belittling scholars!"
But the mysterious girl smiled and said: "I think what he said makes sense. So what if you are literary and talented? Can you bring peace to the country or can you stabilize the country? Can you help the world, or can you resist foreign enemies?
It can neither feed the people nor maintain peace in the world. It is really a very useless thing to say!"
My cousin was very reluctant and said: "You can't say that..." However, even if he wanted to find a reason to refute, he couldn't find one at all.
Zhang Lang thought for a while and suddenly realized that he didn't know what kind of poem they wanted to write about, so he asked Xu Cheng in a low voice: "Brother Xu, what is the title?"
Xu Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the other party had been sleeping, so naturally he didn't know what the topic was. He couldn't help but smiled bitterly and whispered: "Miss Cai's topic is Ode to Snow Scenery!
Brother Yuan, there are already five excellent works at the moment, are you sure?"
Zhang Lang smiled confidently and said to himself: Who in the 21st century can't memorize Tang poetry? Writing poetry is a piece of cake!
After clearing up my thoughts, I passed through my mind the poem about the snow scene in my memory. Then I took on the posture of a Tang Dynasty poet reciting poems in a film and television drama, and chanted loudly: "At dusk, the mountains are far away, the sky is cold, the white house is poor, and the mountains are far away.
.When Chaimen hears dogs barking, people return home on a snowy night.”
Everyone present, especially those who were waiting impatiently to see Zhang Lang make a fool of himself, were all stunned, with their eyes wide open and expressions of disbelief.
Zhang Lang's poem "Five Wonders" is absolutely unique in this era. Although it is only 20 words long, it completely abuses all the so-called masterpieces handed down from ancient times!
No matter how many words you say, they are no match for the killer words of these twenty words!
Yuan Xi came back to his senses, his eyes widened, with a look of reluctance and disbelief. Bai Qian and other so-called talents were all like eggplants that had been tortured by the cold wind, and they were all dead!
They just felt that the poems they were proud of just now became as ridiculous and superficial as children's limericks!
Chapter completed!