Suddenly, the lively hall on the first floor that was full of praises for Yu Minzhong quieted down. Everyone looked at the place where the voice came from.
On a fatty wearing a scholar's robe, who looked a little funny.
"I didn't say that. It was him.”
Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, Fatty's face instantly turned pale and sweat poured down his body like rain.
He immediately stood up and pointed at a scholar who was sitting next to him in an inconspicuous corner. He was wearing a green robe and had a delicate face. He looked like a scholar and hurriedly explained.
This person was He Shen.
"What's wrong? Am I wrong?"
Seeing everyone's gaze shift from the fatty to him, He Shen's face was innocent and calm.
Perhaps it was because He Shen was familiar with those famous ancient poems in history. After he inherited He Shen's rich knowledge, it formed his unique aesthetic standards for poetry.
The "Snow Plum" composed by this Shanxi genius named Yu Minzhong might be of good quality, but in He Shen's eyes, the quality was barely average, let alone excellent.
Swoosh ~
He Shen's words made Yu Minzhong's gentle expression change instantly.
His face darkened, and his eyes were filled with shame and anger.
This was the first time someone had dared to say that his ancient poem was not good, and that this poem," Snow Plum," would not be recognized by Miss Chen Yuanyuan.
As the saying went, one should not hit someone in the face, especially in front of Chen Yuanyuan, the number one beauty in Jiangnan.
He Shen's words were simply a slap to his face, and it was the kind that made his face crack!
Before Yu Minzhong could get angry, someone jumped out and accused He Shen.
"How dare you! Where did this country scholar come from? How dare you say such things about Young Master Yu? Do you know who Young Master Yu is?”
Another High Scholar who also held a folding fan, but had an ordinary appearance, stood out to criticize He Shen Dao.
He Shen remembered clearly that this High Scholar was the one standing behind Yu Min Zhong, the one who had fawned over Yu Min Zhong.
"I'm not a scholar from the countryside. I'm a juren from Fujian who came to the capital to participate in this year's general exams. Of course I know who he is! Yu Minzhong, the number one talent in Shanxi!”
He Shen calmly looked at that person and said with a serious expression.
"Brother, since you know who I am and still say that, it seems that you are very strong? Since that's the case, why don't we follow Miss Chen Yuanyuan's question and write a poem for everyone to appreciate with Miss Chen Yuanyuan and compete with my poem!”
Then, Yu Minzhong waved the folding fan in his hand and stopped the ordinary High Scholar from speaking. He retracted his gloomy face and sneered.
"That's right, Young Master. Since you said that Young Master Yu's poem isn't good, why don't you come up with a good poem for us to appraise?”
"Don't just talk but not act!"
"What a joke. He's just an ordinary High Scholar, and he dares to provoke Young Master Yu? How can you doubt Young Master Yu's knowledge?”
……
In an instant, everyone present began to question and denounce He Shen. It was as if He Shen had committed a heinous crime, and they all attacked him.
Sitting next to He Shen, the fat scholar who had just been implicated by He Shen saw so many people criticizing He Shen and was immediately shocked by everyone's imposing manner. For a moment, he felt cold sweat in his heart.
He was complaining in his heart.
Fatty thought to himself, Why am I so unlucky today? Didn't I just come out to meet the number one beauty in Jiangnan, Chen Yuanyuan? Who knew that he would be sitting next to such a straightforward person? Even I would be implicated by him.”
The fat scholar felt uneasy under everyone's sharp gazes and angry tone.
However, He Shen still sat there calmly as if nothing had happened.
Seeing that He Shen was indifferent, Yu Minzhong sneered,"What's wrong? Could it be that this brother doesn't know how to compose poetry? If this brother doesn't know how to compose poetry, then apologize to me here and say,"You're not as good as me, and when you see me in the future, Yu Min Zhong will definitely avoid me," then this matter will be settled.”
He Shen instantly understood Yu Minzhong's intention. If he really said this today, his name would probably be stinky.
In the future, whether it was being an official or participating in literary gatherings and poetry gatherings, the name Yu Minzhong would always be on his head. This would become a scandal that he would never be able to erase in his life.
This was the method of a scholar.
As the saying goes, killing without bloodshed, this was the case.
Chen Yuanyuan, who was sitting behind the white curtains, couldn't help but frown. She didn't feel disgusted by He Shen's arrogant words.
Yu Minzhong's "Snow Plum" was really well done. Since ancient times, scholars despised each other. If He Shen was really capable, it was reasonable to say so.
However, if He Shen didn't have any real ability and was just saying it, then it proved that his character was too low.
Under everyone's angry gazes, He Shen finally stood up and looked at Yu Minzhong,"I think Young Master Yu has misunderstood! It's not that I don't know how to write poetry. It's just that I feel that Miss Chen's question is too simple. I have an ancient poem titled "Plum Blossom" with the word "Plum Blossom" as the theme. I would like to invite Young Master Yu, Miss Chen, and everyone else to appreciate it.”
In the corner of the wall there are several plum blossoms,
Ling Han opened it alone.
From afar I know it's not snow,
for a faint fragrance comes.
As he spoke, He Shen recited Wang Anshi's Plum Blossom from the primary school language textbook in his previous life.
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When He Shen recited the "Plum Blossom", the noisy first floor hall and all the scholars who were attacking and denouncing He Shen instantly lost their voices. The entire first floor hall could be heard with a pin drop, and the surrounding air instantly quieted down.
Yu Minzhong, who had a cold smile on his face just now, also seemed to have been immobilized. He stood there with a stunned expression.
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