Not long after, a couplet was sent up. The two of them didn't think much of it at first, but the more they looked at it, the more they felt that it was wonderful. They didn't expect that there would be such a talent in Jiangnan.
"Invite this girl up later!”
The old lady said excitedly, but the servant shook his head and said,"Lord Li, this is a young master's match!”
"What?"
Upstairs, the old man and the young man looked at the servant in shock. Then, they quickly leaned against the window to take a look. They did not expect it to be a man. Men also had such talent?
Zhang Heng did not know that there was someone upstairs. He was waiting for the boss to give him the second question. He had no money. A single penny could stump a hero. After all, there was a woman waiting at home!
The owner couldn't stand his gaze anymore, so he announced the second question. This was a hotel, and he was going to write a poem about wine.
Zhang Heng thought for a moment. Speaking of wine, he was starting to crave it. He looked at the woman who was deep in thought, grabbed the shopkeeper's sleeve, and smiled evilly."Sister, let me try your wine. I'll write you a poem. How about that?”
" This..." The shop owner was a little troubled. It wasn't that he couldn't bear to drink the wine, but he was worried that his wine was too strong and the little guy might get drunk.
Looking at Zhang Heng's eager expression, he poured a small glass of wine for him helplessly. He grabbed it and drank it all in one gulp. His eyes lit up. Although it wasn't as strong as modern fruit wine, it was still not bad. It was much stronger than the fruit wine he thought it was.
"Another glass!"
"Is this person here to mix wine?”
"Can't you see that we're thinking of poems? This person is even drinking. How can he compose poems when he's drunk?”
"Drink, drink. If you drink too much, I, Old Li Wang, will carry him home. Such a good-looking kid, hehe!”
The shop owner looked at his servants and frowned. He didn't want to pour the wine for Zhang Heng anymore, but he didn't expect Zhang Heng to secretly take two big sips from the wine pot.
He sighed helplessly and was about to snatch it away when he saw a woman holding her own manuscript and saying arrogantly, I'm here to throw out a brick to attract jade!"
Although she said that she was trying to throw out a brick to attract jade, the expression on her face showed that she was disdainful of everyone present, especially Zhang Heng. In her opinion, Zhang Heng simply didn't know how to write poetry. Now, he was just pretending to be crazy. It was just a couplet. If she had more time, she would be able to match it too.
"The moon of Huaixi is drunk with singing,
Poetry and wine stay together.
Tomorrow I'll return on my boat,
I'm drunk in the green lotus flowers for autumn.
Wen-ji presented him with a pair of round fans,
I write my own silver hook.
The sorrow of parting is dispersed,
Bring the breeze out of the painting house."
"Good!"
As soon as the poem was written, the shop owner immediately praised it. Even the old and young upstairs nodded in approval. There were so many talents in Jiangnan!
"What's this? Look at my poem!”
Another woman walked out and sneered. She gave her poem to the shop owner. The shop owner's eyes lit up. This poem was indeed good.
"Green pines and green pines, a night of drunkenness. Remnant wax can be good, fall plum blossom can see snowflakes.
Poem Rock Wine Island, when will we board with a smile? I'm not old enough to go home. I've been through a lot of years, and my hair is still gray.”
This poem was gorgeous, and it was even more likable than the previous one. However, everyone's eyes were all on Zhang Heng, who was leaning lazily on the side. Did this guy have any poems?
Speaking of which, anyone who knew how to write couplets would be good at writing poems. This fellow had given everyone a huge surprise. Even the young and old upstairs were looking at Zhang Heng eagerly.
"Grandma, do you think he can make it? He seems to have drunk too much!"
"I don't know, but Grandma thinks that if this kid can compose it, it will definitely be a good poem, better than those two!”
"Grandma actually has so much confidence in this guy. Grandson doesn't think so. He's drunk and probably forgot to compose poems!”
"Is that so? That's not necessarily true. Let's continue reading!"
The two of them were mumbling upstairs, and so were the people downstairs. Zhang Heng suddenly felt that there was no sound. He opened his eyes and saw that everyone was staring at him. It seemed that it was his turn. He had been prepared for this!
He picked up a brush from the side and brushed it against his paper a few times. Finally, he threw the brush aside and drank from the wine pot.
The shop owner picked it up and was about to read it out, but who knew that he would be addicted to it when he saw it. Everyone was anxious and quickly surrounded it.
"If the heavens do not love wine, then the wine star is not in the heavens.
If the land does not like wine, there should be no wine springs.
Since heaven and earth love wine, love wine is worthy of heaven.
It has been said that the pure is comparable to the sage, and the turbid is comparable to the sage.
Since the sage has drunk, why ask for immortals?
The three cups of wine are connected with the Great Way, and the one cup of wine is connected with nature.
Just get the taste of the wine, don't tell the sober people.”
"Good poem! Good poem!"
"This is a wine poem. What about mine?”
"Who is this person? Why haven't I seen him before?"
"This young master is probably going to take part in this year's Tongsheng examination. I didn't expect that there would be a man taking the examination this year.”
The shop owner looked at the two arrogant women standing awkwardly at the side. He shook his head in amusement and said,"This young master won the second round. Now, there's a third round. If you're interested, you can go upstairs and listen!”
After saying that, she dragged Zhang Heng, who was already drunk and groggy, upstairs. She was supposed to take the last test outside, but the little guy was so drunk that she had no choice but to drag him in when she saw the malicious gazes of the women below.
Speaking of which, her hotel suddenly organized this event because the two higher-ups wanted to see how many talents there were in Jiangnan. The last question was naturally set by the two higher-ups. As a small shop owner, she could only do this much.
The old man and the young man were studying Zhang Heng's poem and calligraphy. The poem was good, and the calligraphy was even better. The two of them fought over it, unwilling to let go of either one. Even Grandma and granddaughter would not give up such good things.
As she was pulling him, she saw Zhang Heng being brought up. She immediately pulled him to his seat and stuffed a pen and paper into her hands.
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