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Chapter 162 Do you hate me again?
At this time, Sheng Yitian came over again, smiled at Mrs. Wang, and said, "My aunt is celebrating her birthday today, and my nephew came here in a hurry, so I didn't prepare any presents. I also heard that my aunt is elegant, so if I give you some gold and silver, I'm afraid the turbid things will stain my aunt's eyes. My nephew is not talented, but he knows some poetry and calligraphy. Can my nephew write a birthday letter for my aunt today to express my heart?"

What Sheng Yitian said didn't mean to be modest at all, it was clearly very arrogant!

Isn't what he said just slapping everyone in the face?

You know, what everyone sent was what he called "dirty things"!

And those who were not particularly well-to-do, but this time they swollen their faces to pretend to be fat and gave expensive gifts will scold their mothers: Labor and capital give things away, and you become a dirty thing that pollutes people's eyes with a word?Boy, don't bully people too much!

After hearing Sheng Yitian's words, Wang Chengen was the happiest, and he was very satisfied with Sheng Yitian's witty performance.

The limelight just now was taken away, and I can immediately think of a way to express it again. You can teach me!

Even Sheng Yitian didn't notice the anger of the public, and said with a smile: "This is very good, very good! Everyone in Taizhou City knows the talents of Yitian's nephew. Talented scholars and beautiful ladies, just meet friends through literature, let's learn from each other!"

After hearing this, Sheng Yitian bowed to Wang Chengen "modestly", and then bowed to the people below, showing a sneer on his face from an angle that everyone couldn't see:
Hehe, compete with me?
Sheng Yitian's father, Sheng Yinian, used to be an official in Jingzhou, but was only transferred to Taizhou the year before last.

Sheng Yitian, who grew up in Jingzhou since he was a child, can't be called a "Jingzhou genius", but he has some talents of Jingzhou literati at least, and he is proud of it. After all, Jingzhou talents are like crucian carp crossing the river. When?

So after he went to Taizhou, he relied on his reputation as a talented scholar in Jingzhou, and he didn't pay much attention to the talented scholars in Taizhou. In the several poetry conferences he participated in, he even defeated the literati in Taizhou, and he was in the limelight for a while.

And this Liangzhou is even worse than Taizhou, the talented people here—hehe, why would he take it seriously?Moreover, is there a talented person here?
There was a sneer in his heart, but this was exactly what he wanted, and it was the faces of these talented people!

Seeing that everyone had no objection, and Sheng Yitian's performance was so "humble", Wang Chengen waved his big hand happily and said, "Come here, I will serve you with pen and ink!"

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No matter in what era, people have a xenophobic and group mentality, especially now, how can they bear it when they are bullied by a boy from Taizhou in the territory of Liangzhou?

If his poems stole the limelight again, where would they put their faces in Liangzhou?
At this time, everyone's hopes were placed on Zhou Zhiwei's table of Liangzhou talented scholars. Compared with the matter of dancing and writing, you have to be educated. Some of them are rough businessmen, how do they understand this?

"Young master Zhou, a kid from outside is talking nonsense here, he doesn't take us Liangzhou people seriously!"

"That's right, Mr. Zhou is a well-known talent in Liangzhou City, give him some color!"

"........."

There were different opinions below, but anyway, it meant that the heavy responsibility of defending Liangzhou fell on Zhou Zhiwei, and Zhou Zhiwei didn't feel the pressure, instead he felt a little smug.

The unhappiness of being ignored by Zhang Twelve just now flashed by, and I was so happy: Ha ha, this is a good opportunity to become famous!

As for Sheng Yitian, he had been to Taizhou before, but he had never heard of such a number one person, so he took him for granted as a second-generation ancestor similar to Wang Ba, so he didn't take him seriously.

Smiling, he waved his hands to the people around him and said, "It's a common thing among scholars to discuss poetry, but if someone wants to use this to look down on us Liangzhou people, then Zhou will be the first to refuse!"

"it is good!"

Zhou Zhiwei's military order was applauded by a small group of people around, and the atmosphere was warm...

At this time, Sheng Yitian had already picked up the writing brush, leaned over the desk, and then wrote the pen and ink in a very chic way, and within a short while, he wrote a birthday poem in an eloquent manner.

The first thing I saw was Wang Chengen and Mrs. Wang who were standing next to me. They looked at each other, and then said at the same time:

"Good word!"

"good words!"

Especially when Wang Chengen looked at Sheng Yitian, she was even more satisfied, but Mrs. Wang thought differently, because she knew that her daughter also prefers poetry. If she read this poem, her impression of Sheng Yitian would be different. Will it improve a lot?

Wang Yunshi, who was standing behind Mrs. Wang, heard the compliments from the two, and couldn't bear to step forward. Looking down, she saw the words written on the paper:

In the Xiangman Qintang, people are in the cave and the sky.

Chisel down, sing gracefully, dance around.

Although Chongyang is near, don't spoil the feast with cornus and chrysanthemum.

How can Philippine gifts be used to celebrate birthdays? There is a courtyard full of fairy peaches, which have been in existence for thousands of years.

Sooner or later, the Yuan Dynasty will meet, and Diao Chan will be reflected on the temples.

After she finished reading it, she was shocked. This really deserved the praise of "good words and good words", but her impression of Sheng Yitian didn't improve because of it.

What's so great about writing poetry?The bad guys came as soon as they opened their mouths, and the quality should be higher than this!
Uh, but why would I unconsciously compare him with that bad guy?
strange, strange...

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Seeing the good response to his word, Sheng Yitian felt proud. He was very confident in his calligraphy and poetry, especially this word. Since he left Liangzhou last time, he started writing this word. Where is the bad reason?
But he still put on a modest look and said: "Auntie, my nephew started preparing this poem for my aunt last month...so some parts of this poem are not so suitable for the occasion, I don't know what my aunt thinks? "

When he said this, he deliberately glanced at the audience, as if he was saying that everyone present was rubbish, which is really a bit arrogant...

You also know what to do?
Even the Double Ninth Festival is out for the ringgit. Those who know you know that you are here to celebrate your birthday, but those who don’t know you think you are here for a funeral!

Zhang Twelve was thinking darkly, of course, just think about it, he definitely won't say it, after all, he has already pissed off this kid named Sheng Yitian once, how could he bear to piss him off again? ...

However, Zhang Twelve found that the people here seem not to care much about the occasion, but pay more attention to the artistic conception, such as Mrs. Wang.

"My nephew is too modest! This poem is very well written, and my nephew is so attentive - I like it very much!"

Mrs. Wang said with a smile.

Hearing this, Sheng Yitian became even more energetic, but the people below were even more unhappy...

　Don't recommend it for collection, hum!

　　


(End of this chapter)