Taking In A Disciple
Luo Binwang actually let him go first, so Cheng Chuwen didn't stand on ceremony.
At this moment, a dozen poems related to bamboo appeared in Cheng Chuwen's mind. There were poems by Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, and Zheng Xie.
This was the result of being forced to recite ancient poems by his language teacher when he was young.
In the past, when he was memorizing ancient poems, he would complain all day long. Now, he was glad that he had memorized so many ancient poems. Otherwise, it might not be equipment today, but a slap in the face.
After comparing more than ten poems, Cheng Chuwen finally chose Zheng Xie's Bamboo and Stone.
This was a painting poem, a portrait of Zheng Xie's life. He used the tenacious spirit of bamboo to express his persistence.
It was one of Cheng Chuwen's favorite ancient poems.
Cheng Chuwen glanced at everyone present, and then in their anticipation, he said," I will not relax my grip on the green mountains. I will take root in the broken rocks. I will remain firm even after thousands of blows. I will let the east, west, north, and south wind blow me.”
After the poem was recited, it fell to the ground silently.
Everyone was shocked by the boldness of this poem. Even Zhangsun Chong, who wanted Cheng Chuwen to surrender and admit defeat, stood there in a daze. He was moved by this poem.
At this time, they had already forgotten that Cheng Chuwen was competing with Luo Binwang in poetry, and they had also forgotten that Zhangsun Chong was opening the bet. They had bet a lot of money on it.
He only thought of bamboo, the bamboo that grew in the rocks.
After a long time, Luo Binwang came back to his senses. He cupped his hands at Cheng Chuwen and bowed deeply."I lost. With this poem alone, no one in Chang 'an or even the Tang Empire could write bamboo to this extent.”
Luo Bin Wang's figure made many people come back to their senses. They all looked at Cheng Chu Wen, and their understanding of Cheng Chu Wen was refreshed once again.
At this moment, Zhangsun Chong suddenly gritted his teeth and glared at Cheng Chuwen.""This is just a poem. You've never written a poem before.
If you can compose a few more poems of the same level, I will admit that this poem was composed by you. I will also pay you 250,000 yuan.”
As soon as he said that, the people standing beside Zhangsun Chong naturally moved away. They did not want to stand so close to such a shameless person.
Yes, Zhangsun Chong was shameless.
Anyone could tell that this was the first time this poem had appeared. Otherwise, with the standard of this poem, it would be impossible for no one to have heard of it.
And now, Zhangsun Chong was actually suspecting Cheng Chuwen of plagiarism. This was a blatant lie.
Luo Binwang also hated Zhangsun Chong's behavior. He said coldly,""Zhangsun Chong, I always thought that although your character wasn't good, it wasn't bad either.
But now, it seems that I was wrong. Not only is your character bad, but you also don't know shame. You're simply a scum of my generation.”
As Zhangsun Wuji's son, Zhangsun Chong had never been scolded in public like this. He could not take it anymore and was about to scold him back.
However, Cheng Chuwen smiled and said,"Since you want to hear it, then this young master will make a few more songs for you so that you can quickly take out your 250,000 strings of money."”
As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Chuwen began to recite Li Bai's "Mountain Partridges Ci", followed by Liu Yuxi's "Ode to Bamboo", Su Dongpo's "Bamboo", and Du Fu's "Nine Days".
When Cheng Chuwen finished reciting more than ten poems in one breath, no one would say that he plagiarized them since they were all poems written by unborn poets.
At this time, everyone's eyes fell on Cheng Chuwen. No matter how many excuses they found, they could not believe that a person could write so many poems in such a short time.
And each of them could be said to have been made by famous artists.
Swallowing his saliva, Luo Binwang's originally dazed eyes became fanatical. He bowed 90 degrees to Cheng Chuwen and said,""I want to take you as my teacher."
Hong, the crowd exploded.
Many people wanted to rush over and take Cheng Chuwen as their master like Luo Binwang.
But they didn't dare.
They were still very clear about their status and knew that they did not have the talent of Luo Bin Wang. Even if they wanted to take Cheng Chuwen as their master, Cheng Chuwen would not accept them.
Cheng Chuwen smiled. He had achieved his goal.
" I already have two disciples," he said," but they are not as good as you. If you insist on taking me as your master, you will have to be under them. Are you willing?"”
Luo Binwang did not feel wronged at all. He said without hesitation,""This disciple is willing. Master, please accept me as your disciple.”
Luo Binwang bowed deeply to Cheng Chuwen and then stood behind him obediently. He was no longer like when he first saw Cheng Chuwen.
Cheng Chuwen was quite satisfied with Luo Binwang's reaction, so he chuckled and turned to Zhangsun Chong.
At this moment, Zhangsun Chong suddenly dashed out of the Lunar Banquet Hall at the speed of a hundred-meter sprint.
"Zhangsun Chong is about to escape. Everyone, stop him.”
Someone shouted, and the people standing at the door immediately closed the door of the Lunar Banquet Restaurant and rushed to catch Zhangsun.
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