Back to Datang with weapons

Chapter 301 There is a beautiful person, just like Qingyang
"Mr. Zhang, did you see it? This is what Mr. Li did. Could it have caught your eye?"

Prince Kang seemed to be asking for Zhang Twelve's opinion, but he was actually mocking him: Look, this is the lyrics written by Li Xiangbai, can you write it?
Zhang Twelve did not answer Prince Kang, but looked at Li Xiangbai and asked, "Young Master Li, did you write this word?"

When he asked, he was still thinking, I will give you one last chance, if you can admit your mistakes - I won't slap you in the face today...

But Li Xiangbai obviously didn't have this awareness, and he said arrogantly: "Of course it's a subterfuge. Could it be you?"

His face was full of contempt.

Just as Li Xiangbai finished speaking, there was another voice of agreement from the crowd.

"Of course this word was written by Mr. Li, really ignorant!"

"Didn't it mean that he just returned to Jingzhou after six years abroad? I don't know but it's normal..."

"Hehe, I think he saw Mr. Li's masterpiece, and he was frightened?"

Zhang Twelve ignored the group of people making noise there, and kept staring at Li Xiangbai, and continued to ask, "Are you sure?"

"Of course!"

When he heard the first sentence of Zhang Twelve's question, Li Xiangbai's reaction was similar to that of everyone else. He felt that he was shocked when he saw the exquisite writing of this word, and he was very proud of it.

But when he saw Zhang Twelve's cold expression when he asked the second sentence, he was a little shaken, and even had a feeling: he really wrote this word, right?Obviously I think it's incredible, but why does this kind of thinking become particularly strong?
Shaking his head, he said to himself that this is impossible, he is just a book boy from a small place, and he can't even match his own level, let alone write such words!

It seems that I was confused by anger to have such a ridiculous idea, so I said impatiently: "Are you talking too much? If you can't write it, you can admit defeat now!"

Zhang Twelve smiled, and stopped talking to him. He walked to the table, picked up a brush, and prepared to start writing!
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Just now, Zhang Twelve had already thought carefully about what to write...

Since he came to Datang, he has plagiarized a lot of poems, besides the two poems about snow that he plagiarized in the imperial garden a few days ago, there are also two poems about war that he wrote when he was drunk before coming to Jingzhou. Besides, most of his poems are written for women, I feel a little ashamed when I think about it...

"Mountains and Seas Can't Be Leveled" written for Chen Qiaoxi, "There Are Beautiful Women in the North" written for Wang Yunshi, "Clouds Thinking about Clothes and Flowers Thinking Rong" for Lin Zimo and Mu Xiangrong, and for Qin Yutong, although there is no Write it down, but there is always a sentence in my heart that "there are thousands of Baidu to find him".

In this way, besides Lu Fujing, he has written poems for all the women who are closer to him. Thinking about it this way, he feels extremely ashamed!
Among these women, only Lu Fujing has experienced the most with him and has the closest relationship with him, but she has never even written a poem for her, how can this be possible!
So he wants to take advantage of today's occasion to write a song for Lu Fujing—or plagiarize a song, and it's not in vain for her to travel thousands of miles and come to Jingzhou alone!
Holding the brush in his hand, he was not in a hurry to write. His eyes fell on Lu Fujing through the crowd, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he said slowly: "Since the theme is the scenery in this courtyard, it is natural to write about the most beautiful scenery in this courtyard. In Zhang's eyes, there is nothing more beautiful than Miss Lu in this courtyard, so this poem is written for Miss Lu!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Twelve began to write on the rice paper like a snake.

The crowd was shocked, although most of them didn't know who this "Miss Lu" was before, but through Zhang Twelve's gentle and watery eyes just now, they all focused on Lu Fujing, heartbroken. No wonder the two met just now, the couple is so affectionate!

The grandson of Wei Guogong's grandson's poetry skills are still unknown, but the method of flirting with girls is very clever!This is what everyone thinks.

The person involved, Lu Fujing, looked at Zhang Twelve, although she was a little shy, but her heart was extremely sweet. Just because of his words, she would not regret her decision to come to Jingzhou!

Only the corner of the crown prince's mouth twitched slightly. How could he not be angry when he saw the girl he liked so blatantly confessed to someone he hated?

Because the poems are ready-made, what Zhang Twelve is doing is probably copying and pasting, so it doesn’t take much effort. With a wave of his hand, the last word is also vivid on the paper. He put the brush on the research stone very aggressively, and said to everyone : "Also please correct me!"

This time it was Prince Kang and the prince who couldn't wait to come to the desk first. When they saw the poem on the rice paper, they looked up at Zhang Twelve and then at Li Xiangbai. The expressions on their faces were wonderful!

Seeing that the two of them didn't say a word, they had weird expressions. They didn't know what happened, and they immediately gathered together. When they saw Zhang Twelve's poem, the expressions on their faces were even more exciting than those of the crown prince and Prince Kang!

"This word..."

"how so……"

"Good poetry... But Mr. Li's words..."

Li Xiangbai, who was next to him, was very anxious when everyone spoke hesitantly, hesitant to speak, and a very bad premonition rose in his heart, so he hurried forward to see what poems he could write!

When he broke through the crowd and squeezed into the table to see the poem, he was stunned on the spot, with a "click" in his heart, as if something fell from a high place to the ground: he knew that he was finished, at least in In Jingzhou City, he will have no place to stand in the future!
And after everyone saw this poem, combined with Li Xiangbai's previous poem, both the calligraphy and the artistic conception were much worse than "his" poem "Youth Doesn't Know Sorrow". Showing a very contemptuous expression, they all took a step back, leaving a distance between Li Xiangbai and Li Xiangbai.

Li Xiangbai, who had been held high by the stars just now, seemed to be abandoned, standing alone in front of the table, looking very lonely and desolate...

The third prince of Wu Guo knew that there would be a good show to be staged today when he saw the "young people don't know the taste of sorrow". confirmed his idea.

But the third prince of Wu Guo had been standing behind the crowd. He couldn't see what Zhang Twelve had written, and none of the crowd read aloud. For him who prefers poetry, it was too tormenting!
So he hurriedly pushed away the crowd and came to the table from behind, wanting to see what was written on the rice paper...

There is a beautiful person, as graceful as Qingyang.Yanzi smiled cleverly and was kind-hearted.

Knowledge of books and reason, kindness is a happy side.The mourning string is subtle, and the air is fragrant.

Flowing Zheng Jichu, Du Gongzhong Shang.Touching, gorgeous and unforgettable.

Leaving the bird at night, in Bijingzhou.Extending the neck and flapping the wings, begging in mourning.

Taking care of it makes me sad.Why do you forget your worries?

"Good words! Good poems! Mr. Zhang is a great talent, it's really convincing!"

The third prince of Wu Guo looked at it, read it out unconsciously, and then sighed sincerely.

"The third prince is absurdly praised, it's a wonderful hand!"

Pretend to be the big devil Zhang Twelve is online again.

However, the third prince of Wu Guo didn't feel that he was pretending, because he had seen the horror of Zhang Twelve, and he could write poems at his fingertips!
"Young Master Zhang is modest..."

He paused for a while, and then asked a little "curiously", "But why does the poem that Mr. Li put out seems to be written by Mr. Zhang?"

After hearing this, Zhang Twelve could not wait to applaud the third prince of Wu Guo. This consciousness, this tacit understanding, give him a thumbs up!

"I'm really puzzled, why this poem of mine appeared in Mr. Li's hands, and I need Mr. Li to explain it!"

After speaking, he stared at Li Xiangbai playfully.

At this time, Li Xiangbai already knew that the matter had been exposed, but he still couldn't understand why he wrote this poem?He is just a book boy, why is he so accomplished?

The distraught Li Xiangbai was completely immersed in his own world, and he didn't even hear Zhang Twelve's question to him. In the eyes of outsiders, he is now like a bereaved dog, his eyes are lifeless, pitiful.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhang Twelve smiled, then turned to Prince Kang and said, "Young Master Tang, I've finished writing it now, how about you comment on it?"

Hearing that Zhang Twelve called the third prince of the Wu Kingdom or "Third Prince" respectfully, but called himself "Mr. Tang", Prince Kang was extremely angry, but he couldn't show it. He had to "haha" and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang has such talent. Let me open my eyes, naturally Young Master Zhang won!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Li Xiangbai who was still in a daze with some disgust, and blamed him for letting his face-slapping plan fail, stealing other people's words to show off, and even cheating him!

It's so nasty!

"Li Xiangbai, you are so shameless!"

Prince Kang said angrily.

"Ah? Prince Kang, what did you say?"

Li Xiangbai was startled awake and asked in a dazed expression.

"You plagiarism, you still dare to come to the East Palace to show off, get out!"

Prince Kang really didn't want to talk nonsense with him, as long as Li Xiangbai stayed here, he would feel his face was being slapped, it was very uncomfortable, out of sight and out of mind, let him go!
"Oh……"

Li Xiangbai also felt a little wronged, you were the ones who invited you to come here, and you were forced to come up with that word, otherwise at most he would lose, how could he be reduced to this point?

But he only dared to think about it. Before he left, he was still thinking about whether to take that "young man who doesn't know how to feel sad" away, but seeing the disgusted expressions on everyone's faces, he thought to forget it. I can't take it away...

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Li Xiangbai left with everyone's contempt.

This may be human nature, just now it can hold you up in the sky, and it can throw you to the ground in an instant.

As soon as Li Xiangbai left, the atmosphere immediately warmed up again, and everyone started talking again.

"This person surnamed Li is so disgusting that he used other people's words to cheat!"

"Yes, fortunately Mr. Zhang is here today, otherwise how long will we be deceived by him?"

"Oh, Mr. Zhang is really talented. You can see that these two poems are wonderfully written, especially this one for Miss Lu. It is simply the pinnacle of work!"

Li Xiangbai couldn't brag anymore, everyone immediately changed to Zhang Twelve, he got used to it!

And the prince who planned all this was really not satisfied with the result. He originally wanted to slap him in the face to make him look ugly, but now he is so beautiful, it is really uncomfortable!
At this time, he missed Yang Zexin a little bit. Yang Zexin's poetry skills are much higher than Li Xiangbai's. If he is here, how can he use others?

Although Yang Zexin lost to the third prince of Wu, he should be more than enough to deal with Zhang Twelve!
Why?The third prince of Wu Kingdom?
The prince suddenly thought of a good idea. Since the poetry of the third prince of the Wu Kingdom is higher than that of Yang Zexin, it must be better than Zhang Twelve if he writes a poem, right?

Although it doesn't have the effect of slapping his face now, it's better than letting everyone praise him, right?
It seems that the Crown Prince's resentment towards Zhang Twelve is already higher than that of a foreigner like the Third Prince of Wu. If Zhang Twelve knows about it, he might feel like he has won a big prize...

"I heard that the third prince of Wu State is known as the "Poetry Immortal" in Wu State, so he must have a lot of attainments in poetry. Today, Mr. Zhang also has a talent for poetry. Why don't you discuss it?"

Everyone was a little stunned when they heard it, but they immediately became excited!
If the prince didn't mention a word, they would have forgotten that the third prince of Wu Guo was a fierce man who just beat Yang Zexin in the essay test a few days ago!

Today they have seen Zhang Twelve's masterpiece, if they can see the work of Wu Guo's "Poetry Immortal" again, what a blessing!
The three princes of Wu, who are as fine as a human being, witnessed what happened between Zhang Twelve and the prince at the banquet, and knew that the poem competition was done by the prince to embarrass Zhang Twelve, so he was very happy.

The future emperor of the Tang Dynasty is so at odds with the Zhang Twelve he admires, isn't it just what he wants?The more disagreement the better, it is best to prevent him from gaining a foothold in Datang, so that he will have a chance to go to Wu to join him!
Now, what the third prince of the Wu Kingdom has to do is to make a good impression on Zhang Twelve!

Smiling, he cupped his hands to the prince and said: "Thanks to His Highness the prince's praise, but I don't think there is any need for this sparring!"

"Oh? Why? The third prince is quite talented in poetry. Now that Mr. Zhang is a great talent, shouldn't the third prince be more eager for his skills?"

The prince was a little curious, and tried to persuade him.

"Prince may not know, I have already lost to Mr. Zhang once in the imperial garden of the Tang Palace a few days ago, and I am convinced of Mr. Zhang's talent, so let's skip this discussion!"

The fact that he lost will spread sooner or later, and Zhang Twelve's reputation will become more and more popular. It is not too shameful to lose to him, so he decided to say it by himself, which makes him more upright!
"What? You lost to him?"

The prince's eyes widened, as if he heard something impossible, his face was full of disbelief!
The expression was similar to that of the prince now, and everyone felt extremely surprised. They all looked at the third prince of Wu, hoping that he could give an answer...

　Two books are recommended in friendship, "Wen Mou Tianxia" and "Bringing the Forum Back to Ancient Times".

　　


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