The strongest young talent in history

Chapter 146 Zhang Zui's Lyrics
Su Mo didn't know this son who suddenly appeared from behind Chu Hongtu, with a face full of wantonness, who was about to compete with Su Mo in poetry.

Just as he was about to ask the other party's identity, Luo Ming suddenly whispered in Su Mo's ear: "Su Mo, this man is the crazy student taken in by Fan Jiang. He is quite talented, especially when it comes to reciting lyrics, you have to be careful." .”

Hearing Luo Ming's words, Su Mo instantly understood that Chu Hongtu and his group were recruited by Fan Jiang to deal with him!
This Fan Jiang is really a poisonous snake. Compared with Fang Yi who has no brains and only knows how to use brute force, this Fan Jiang seems to be more difficult to deal with.

But since you sent someone here today, I will teach you a lesson so that you can remember it well. The battle between us will start from here.

The current Su Mo, after going through a series of dangerous and strange things, and Liu Yue's guidance, is no longer the naive little scholar he was back then.

Now as long as someone dares to strike him with a sword, he dares to accept the move and defeat him.

Thinking of this, Su Mo stepped forward with a smile on his face, cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry, Su Mo, I don't know the name of this young master!"

That crazy student was indeed like the one in the legend, extremely arrogant and proud, especially for Su Mo, who was so talented and well-known in Taikang, he didn't look good.

He haughtily snorted coldly, and said, "Mian's surname is Zhang, Zhang Zui!"

Su Mo nodded, and then said: "Then Mr. Zhang Zui, how do you want to fight?"

The so-called fighting words is a common duel method in the literary world of the Song Dynasty. Although it is not like the duel between the masters of the rivers and lakes, where you have to fight to the death, the fighting words between literati are also very dangerous, because the mutual The stakes are generally heavy.

Sure enough, Zhang Zui said: "Since it's a fight for words, it's natural to need a bet, so let's do it! If I win today's fight for words, don't even think about opening this shop. Let this shop, together with the soap in your hand The formula, transfer it to my son."

Hearing Zhang Zui's bet, the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief. Zhang Zui's appetite is really big. This bet is roughly worth at least 5000 taels of silver. It costs 8000 taels to go up.

However, Su Mo didn't care. The size of the bet meant nothing to him. No matter how big the bet was, with the system in hand, Su Mo would never lose.

He smiled lightly: "Then I won?"

Zhang Zui said disdainfully: "You want to win me. If you win me, I will give you 5000 taels of silver and cut off your arm at the same time. How about it?"

If it is talent above poetry, Zhang Zui is indeed not sure that he can beat Su Mo. After all, Su Mo has a great reputation, and Zhang Zui can't write "Poppy".

But today's battle of words, the theme is given on the spot, and what is needed is not only talent, but also who has quick wit. On this point, Zhang Zui is confident that he will not lose to anyone.

Hearing Zhang Zui's words, Su Mo shook his head and said with a smile: "You lose, I don't want your arm, as long as you leave Taikang County."

"it is good!"

Zhang Zui didn't talk nonsense, it didn't matter whether he bet or not, he wouldn't lose anyway.

After everything was discussed, Su Mo said: "Young Master Zhang, I don't know what the theme of today's fight is, how should we decide the winner?"

Su Mo's words made Zhang Zui happy.

You really don't know how to live or die, but you are so stupid to ask me to set the theme. Since you want to die, I will fulfill you.

When Zhang Zui was secretly happy, his face was still calm as usual. He pretended to be fair and said: "Su Mo, don't say that I take advantage of you. Since you asked me to come up with a theme, I won't make things difficult for you. Simple, it's spring now, let's use spring as the theme!

As for the method of determining the outcome, how about selecting three of these people as referees and letting them judge, and the person who can get two votes wins? "

Su Mo nodded, and said, "Okay, I think the county magistrate Sun, shopkeeper Lu and Mr. Chu from your side will be the referees, how about it?"

Needless to say, Sun Qiwen and Lu Zhian, although they are on his side, they are highly respected in Taikang County, and they will definitely not deliberately favor.

As for Chu Hongtu, with the name of the great Confucianist Chu Yiqing's grandson, he didn't dare to blatantly show favoritism.

It's fair for these three to be referees.

Zhang Zui discussed with Chu Hongtu and the others, then stepped forward and said, "Okay, we agree."

After he finished speaking, Lu Zhian stepped forward and said calmly: "Since both of you have agreed, let's start, there is a time limit of half a stick of incense, and after half a stick of incense, both of you must come up with poems. "

……

While Su Mo and Zhang Zui were contemplating writing lyrics, there were voices of discussion among the crowd.

"Who do you think will win!"

"I don't know, it should be Mr. Su! After all, his accomplishments in poetry are obvious to all."

"That's not necessarily the case. This time I only have half a stick of incense to write lyrics, so it's hard to come up with any good ones."

"And this topic is difficult. Although it looks very simple, Chunzao has been written badly. It is difficult to write any good works in Banzhuxiang."

……

The surrounding discussions did not affect Su Mo and Zhang Zui in any way. The two sat on the temporary seats on the stage of Su's Soap Shop, closing their eyes and thinking about their respective poems.

Zhang Zui is really writing lyrics, while Su Mo is picking lyrics in the system, this is the difference!

The time for half a stick of incense passed by quickly, Lu Zhian stood in the center of the stage, and said loudly: "It's time, now please show your works."

Zhang Zui opened his eyes slightly, and then looked at Su Mo with a hint of viciousness.

This time I will definitely let you die without a place to bury you.

He took the lead to step forward and said: "Everyone, I will come out to show my ugliness first, and the poem I made is called "Yi Jinmen·The Wind Rises".

The wind blew up and wrinkled a pool of spring water.Leisurely lead the mandarin ducks in the fragrant path, and move the red apricots with my hands.

The fighting duck leans alone on the railing, and the jasper scratches its head and falls obliquely.I look forward to the king all day long, and I raise my head to hear the joy of the magpies. "

After reading this poem, Chu Hongtu and others in the audience couldn't help showing a smile on their faces.

Although Zhang Zui's character is annoying, his talent is not fake. He is indeed a bit of a genius, and this poem can be regarded as a masterpiece.

In such a short period of time, they are sure to win by making such a high-level poem.

At this time, there were also voices of praise from the crowd.

"Okay, it's good to say that the wind suddenly blows and crepes a pool of spring water. The surface depicts the scenery, but the actual emotion is expressed. Originally, the water waves were not smooth, but suddenly the wind blew and wrinkled the water in the pond, which symbolizes the turbulence of the heroine's heart in the poem. "

"The level of this poem is indeed very high. I can feel from the poem that the noble woman is sad and unable to dispel in spring and hopes that her sweetheart will come."

……

Hearing the praise from the people around, Zhao Feiwu in the crowd showed a worried look on his face.

Although she has great confidence in Su Mo, this man has never let her down.

But she also has to admit that it is almost impossible to write a masterpiece that surpasses this poem in such a short period of time.

This Zhang Zui really came prepared.

(End of this chapter)