bookcurios Chapter 132 The Lu Family's 2 Foolishness
Chapter 132 The Lu Family's 2 Foolishness
It was supposed to be a happy thing, but it was somewhat ruined by the two bastards from the Lu family. Fortunately, the next part was reciting poetry.
So all the students cheered up and pretended to rush forward.
After what Zhao Sheng did before, some people are still more cautious.
Li Shaoqun was from Bingzhou. His family was not well off, so he came to live with a relative of the Li family in Zhao County.
In comparison, the poetry gathering in Dingzhou is slightly better than that in Bingzhou, and it is also beneficial to my studies.
He stepped forward and bowed to Su Wenxing of Linyin College, saying, "I am Li Shaoqun, your student. I would like to offer some suggestions to inspire others. I hope you will correct me."
Su Wenxing had some impression of Li Shaoqun. He studied hard and had some talent for poetry, but his policy essays were always difficult to understand.
"Okay, then please invite the students from Bingzhou to come and lift the curtain!"
Li Shaoqun got the nod, stood in front of the stairs on the third floor and looked up at the sky and said:
On the night of the Lantern Festival, auspicious snow fell. The lanterns reflected the silver grains, illuminating the world.
The white jade flowers dance in the sky, their shadows as graceful as gods. The ancient streets are crowded with people, their laughter accompanied by the traces of snow.
Amidst the blazing trees and silver flowers, the poetic atmosphere fills the Huamen Gate. Reflecting on the events of the past, this scene is the most enchanting.
After reciting the poem, he looked up expectantly.
"Prince Consort Zhao, what do you think of this poem?"
When Zhao Sheng heard Su Wenxing's question, he couldn't pretend to be completely clueless, so he smiled and said:
"This poem is easy to understand and popular. It's really good!"
"I agree too!" Su Wenxing stroked his beard and shook his head, saying, "Li Shaoqun, is this poem famous?"
"Teacher, tonight is the Lantern Festival, and on a whim, let's call it 'Spring Snow on the Lantern Festival'!"
Being praised by a great man like Su Wenxing was a great achievement for Li Shaoqun, no matter how high the level of his poetry was today. He seemed a little excited.
"Come forward, there are fine wines and delicious food here, let me toast to Mr. Su first."
Zhao Sheng took the opportunity to invite Li Shaoqun over so that he could get to know these talented people.
Su Ling knew something about Li Shaoqun's situation. When he went to study at Linyin Academy, people from the Li family had talked about it.
"Princess, I think this student is actually quite good, but his perspective on things is a bit pedantic."
The princess was stunned when she heard Su Ling whispering in Li Shuya's ear. What did this mean?
"Princess, please don't blame me. The last time you came to the academy, you intentionally or unintentionally suggested that the academy pay attention to students who are willing to take action. After I knew about it, I..."
So that's how it is. Li Shuya then remembered what she had asked for. To start a newspaper, one really needs some literate people.
And the best place to find these people is in the college.
"Thanks to Master Su's concern!"
Because Linyin Academy was founded by Su Ling, Luancheng also calls Su Ling "Master Su" as a sign of respect!
"Haha, that's it?" Lu Sicong was like a stink bug, occasionally showing off his presence: "It's just this kind of poetry, I just came up with it."
So, without getting anyone's permission, he just opened his mouth and spoke.
"During the Lantern Festival, snow fell everywhere, and the white snow reflected the night light.
The lanterns shine brightly on the white snow, just like a fairyland descending into the human world."
After he finished speaking, there was silence at the scene. It couldn’t be said that the writing was bad, but that the man was too arrogant. In Luancheng, no one applauded!
"Prince Consort, look..."
Su Wenxing couldn't just cheat. Good is good, bad is bad, but facing the young master of the Lu family, he had no choice but to pass the buck.
"I think it's okay!"
Since he didn't really understand it anyway, Zhao Sheng just casually answered the question but didn't take any other action.
"What? Not bad? Isn't your evaluation unfair, my son-in-law?" Rwanda reacted very quickly and stepped forward to say dissatisfiedly.
What a joke! The purpose of coming here this time is to belittle Mr. Zhao and avenge the shame of being eliminated from the road construction business.
"Then what else can I say? They're all about snow, I feel the same way, it's all the same!"
Mr. Zhao will not indulge the young master of the Lu family. After all, he is the princess's husband. You keep finding fault with me. Don't I have any face?
"The New Year has not yet come into bloom, but I was surprised to see grass sprouts overnight.
Baixue dislikes the evening of spring, so she wears garden trees as flying flowers.
How about you all give me some feedback on what I wrote? I think it’s pretty good!
Plagiarism is the most direct way to slap someone in the face. Fortunately, Zhao Sheng still remembers some poems. So what if he copies some of them?
How can this be?
The Lu family had investigated and found out that Zhao Shen was adopted by Zhao Xin because he was given the surname Zhao by the royal family.
Zhao Shen was just a military man, but he rose to prominence by marrying into the family of Zhao Wang in Dingzhou County.
I heard he’s good at fighting, but his writing skills must be terrible!
He was too careless and only thought about how to embarrass Zhao Sheng without thinking too deeply about it.
Now he is really embarrassed.
The only chance to turn the tables and save face is to write a poem that surpasses Zhao Sheng.
As a result, others are no less capable than him.
Otherwise, you will become a laughing stock in the eyes of literati.
He is a future scholar and cannot admit defeat.
He gritted his teeth and glared at Zhao Sheng, saying, "Well, my Lord, you have great literary talent. Let's each write a poem today and see whose poem is better.
But let me be frank first!
Since it's a comparison, there must be a winner and a loser, and we can't just use "okay" to decide!"
"Isn't it just a poem? Is there any need to get so upset?"
Zhao Sheng said slowly.
"Is Mr. Lu being a little overbearing?"
Su Ling knew that the young master of the Lu family had some talent, and didn't want the princess and her husband to lose face here, so she spoke up to help.
"Ah, aren't we all just scholars making friends through literature? What's wrong with us all competing with each other in poetry and prose?"
Rwanda seemed to think that Su Ling's support was a sign of Zhao Sheng's cowardice.
"Who gave you the confidence? Don't you have any idea about the couplets and the poem just now by Prince Consort Zhao?"
Even though Su Ling was a woman, she wanted to go up and beat these guys.
Li Shuya was watching from the side and found it funny. Why was this scholar so angry?
"It's okay. Since Mr. Lu wants to have a showdown, then show some sincerity." After saying that, Zhao Sheng took out a tall glass the size of his face from the box.
This was the reward that Zhao Sheng had promised earlier.
In his heart, this is the trophy, a trophy that he can hold in his hands and raise high.
It also implies that they are distributing wine glasses.
If Master Lu knew that Zhao Sheng asked him to work overtime to make glass during the New Year just to give him an award and save money, he would be so angry that he would die on the spot.
But the truth is...
What a big glass cup!
It instantly amazed everyone present, including Li Shuya and Su Ling.
Li Shuya really didn't know what prize Zhao Sheng had prepared in advance.
"You, you, you..." The two young masters of the Lu family were stunned by the scene before them. What a treasure this was, suddenly appearing at the poetry gathering today.
Having such a peerless treasure as a prize is not only exciting for the students, but the key is that this honor can be passed down.
"Come on, pour the wine and share it with everyone."
The wine in the jar was larger than the glass goblet. After pouring half of the wine into the goblet, it still weighed more than one kilogram.
The aroma of wine lingered in the attic of the poetry meeting.
After hearing the news, the students below all looked out, hoping to catch a glimpse of the splendor of the treasure.
"Humph! Are you just trying to gain fame and reputation to show that your Prince's Mansion is rich?"
Rwanda said jealously.
It would have been fine if he hadn't said this, but after he did, he completely angered everyone.
What’s the matter? The Prince’s Mansion took out rare treasures to reward students, but your Lu family is rich, but you don’t take out any rewards!
He is so shameless, and he just made rude remarks in Luancheng, Dingzhou.
This statement caused complete public outrage.
At this moment, even the calm Su Ling couldn't stand it anymore.
As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.