Consort Xu Xian was also known as Xu Hui. She was a remarkable woman who became famous at a young age. She could speak at the age of five months, read the Analects of Confucius and Mao Shi at the age of four, and began writing articles at the age of eight.
Compared to the two, Lin Xuan was rather embarrassed.
Because he was still wearing open-crotch pants when he was four years old. When he was eight years old, he was probably playing marbles with mud.
However, things are different now. After all, I've transmigrated with more than 20 years of experience from my previous life.
I don't know anything about rhyme and tone, but I know how to copy!
It's the early Tang Dynasty now, and the most famous ones are the Four Heroes of the Early Tang Dynasty. However, there are still twenty to thirty years before they are born. Even if they are born early, I can still copy the immortal poet Li Bai!
What do you have to fight me?
At this moment, the outside of the temple was decorated with lanterns. All kinds of lanterns were hung high, and bamboo tablets were hung on them, engraved with Tibetan poems and other riddles.
Talented scholars and beautiful women competed with each other.
However, the most lively place was still the main hall inside.
In the middle of the room was a barrier. Under the veil, a graceful figure was outlined. Her hair was black and her figure was plump.
She was Xu Hui, a famous talented woman in Chang 'an.
Now that supper was abolished, she was quite interested and held a debate on poetry and articles here.
Although the Tang Dynasty was prosperous, it was still difficult for ordinary people to read and write. Therefore, those who could stand here were all famous families.
However, all of them had their faces lowered. They were very depressed because they had all lost in the end.
There was even a new Jinshi who left dejectedly.
For a time, Xu Hui's reputation became even more famous.
The surrounding scholars couldn't help but sigh. Could it be that we, men, couldn't even compare to a little girl?
This was simply unbelievable. How humiliating!
"Hiss, isn't this Young Master Xuan?"
"Quick, move aside. Young Master Xuan is here.”
“...”
At this moment, beautiful women around him cried out in surprise, their eyes blooming with peach blossoms.
Lin Xuan's reputation in Chang 'an City was not covered up. After all, he was quite good at flirting with girls. Moreover, he was famous for his zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and articles.
It was just that the place where he landed was a little indecent and came from a brothel.
If the woman liked it, the man would naturally hate it. As expected, the surrounding scholars immediately looked down on him. They were jealous that Lin Xuan's reputation was greater than them, and he was even more popular.
Lin Xuan did not care about this.
I'm more talented and more handsome than all of you. So what? Unconvinced?
At the same time, Xu Hui, who was sitting cross-legged behind the barrier of the temple, also noticed Lin Xuan. Her willow-like eyebrows raised slightly.
"I've long heard that Young Master Xuan has extraordinary literary talent and can recite golden lines. I wonder if you can compare poems with me?”
Xu Hui pursed her lips and smiled without showing her teeth.
Whoosh--
In an instant, the surrounding scholars and beauties were all surprised. One had to know that this was the first time Xu Jiaren had invited someone to compare poems with her!
It could be seen how much he valued Lin Xuan.
"Hehe, he's just a brothel singer. It's just some flattery."
"This is an elegant hall, not some romantic place. I hope some people know this!”
"Brother Wang is right. Poetry and articles are the words of saints. We can't allow them to be tainted and profane.”
“...”
For a moment, this made the scholars even more jealous. They immediately mocked him and even wanted to squeeze Lin Xuan away.
"How can I refuse a beauty's invitation?”
However, Lin Xuan chose to ignore them and did not even look at them. He immediately walked in with a smile.
He sat down cross-legged seven steps away from the barrier.
"Then Young Master, please accept my humble work!”
Then, Xu Hui's red lips parted slightly. Her pearly white teeth exhaled a fragrant breath.
Then, she picked up the brush and inkstone and began to compose a poem. After a moment, she finished writing. The maidservant at the side immediately picked up the rice paper and walked down.
For a moment, many talented scholars and beautiful women behind him also rushed over, wanting to watch.
"Looking up at the secluded rock and looking forward to it, caressing the laurel twig and thinking. I'll be a thousand years old. Why do I have to go alone?”
Boom!
When everyone saw Xu Hui's poem, their expressions changed drastically.
"Good poem! Good poem!"
"The feelings of a talented woman, we are ashamed and admire her.”
"This poem will definitely be passed down through the ages!"
A moment later, the group of scholars began to bootlick, making Lin Xuan a little speechless.
However, he had to admit that Xu Hui was indeed talented. After all, this poem was written when she was eight years old, imitating the Han Dynasty's Huainan Xiaoshan's "Recruiting Hermits".
Eight?
I was still watching Ultraman when I was eight!
"Hehe, I think some people should stop sitting there.”
"Go back early, wash up, and go to bed. This isn't something a singer like you can match!”
"That's right. If I were him, I would have scram back a long time ago to avoid embarrassing myself later.”
For a moment, these people targeted Lin Xuan again. After all, everyone had seen Xu Hui's talent. Not long ago, a new scholar sighed and left dejectedly.
What could a brothel singer do?
Behind the barrier, Xu Hui looked at Lin Xuan with interest and waited for his words.
"Haha, Xu Jiaren is indeed a talented woman. She really wrote a chapter in one go.”
"This Lin is very impressed. Then I'll show my embarrassment!”
Lin Xuan sneered and slowly stood up, still ignoring these clowns.
"In the past, Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps. I, Lin Xuan, am not arrogant. Four steps!”
"The moon is quite round tonight, so I'm taking this opportunity to complain.”
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