Kong Yingda and Yu Zhining were also a little surprised, but as they matured, they soon came to their senses.
In the final analysis, this matter is still my own fault.
From the beginning to the end, Wang Zi'an really shocked me. Whether it was the superb calligraphy, each font can be called a master, or the deafening aphorisms, each sentence is enough to be passed down to future generations, or the Changle
The two amazing little poems that Her Royal Highness the Princess and Miss Cheng Yinger received were enough to make him shine and become famous all over the world.
There is no order of learning, the master is the teacher.
I have subconsciously regarded him as an existence at my own level, or even beyond my own level.
Only then did he subconsciously ignore Wang Zi'an's age, and also ignore the fact that Wang Zi'an is still not well-known today.
But what is Wang Zi’an’s foundation?
Kong Yingda and Yu Zhining couldn't help but look at each other, they really didn't know the details of this prince.
Before Kong Yingda and Yu Zhining could react.
Wang Tong shook his head at "Wang Zi'an" with a look of disdain.
"This Wang Zi'an is just a student who dropped out of school in Chang'an County, and his poetry and articles are mediocre. What qualifications does he have to pretend to be here and comment on your works?"
After Wang Tong finished speaking, he turned around and bowed deeply to Kong Yingda and Yu Zhining.
"I don't know what despicable means this guy used to deceive the trust of the two seniors, but I really can't bear to see the two seniors continue to be deceived by this guy, allowing him to deceive the world, steal his reputation, cheat, and ruin the seniors' lives.
I have a distinguished reputation, so I speak out boldly and ask the two seniors to forgive me..."
What means?
Kong Yingda looked at this junior member of the Wang family speechlessly. With his abilities, does he need any means?
He glanced at the group of young people in front of him one by one and sighed silently. He turned around and whispered a few instructions to his granddaughter. Kong Ling'er glanced at Wang Zi'an with a longing look, lowered her head and hurriedly left.
go.
"In that case, it's okay, Zian, why don't you write a song and let everyone see if you, the judge, are qualified to judge-"
"How about forgetting this--"
Wang Zi'an looked at Wang Tong and others with a look of embarrassment on his face.
This is clearly a sign of guilty conscience!
Wang Zi'an's expression fell in the eyes of Cui Zihao and Wang Tong, which immediately shocked their spirits and boosted their morale.
"Forget it? This is because you're afraid of exposing your background, right?"
Wang Tong had a cold sarcasm on his lips.
I see how arrogant you are!
"I'm actually afraid that people will say I bullied you..."
Seeing that this guy had indeed taken advantage of the trap, Wang Zi'an felt amused, but a helpless smile appeared on his face and he shook his head gently.
"Since you don't appreciate it, I will reluctantly write a few poems to prevent everyone from saying that Kong Jijiu and Yu Zhan are ignorant and ignorant of people..."
Wang Zi'an said, reaching for the pen and paper next to him and starting to write.
Seeing that this guy really dared to write, Cui Zihao couldn't help but his eyes flashed.
"How can you write a poem without a title? I think since this brother An just came up with the title, why not let all of us come up with the title for you this time?"
As soon as Cui Zihao said this, he immediately won a lot of responses.
Don't care whether Wang Zi'an's writing is good or not, as long as you and others give him a try, then it will be even!
This little silver coin!
Glancing at this chubby guy, Wang Zi'an nodded obediently. Do you really think that I have memorized three hundred Tang poems and Song lyrics in vain?
"Can--"
Wang Zi'an nodded casually.
A group of people immediately gathered together, muttering for a long time, and then came up with a question.
"Brother An, please write a poem with the theme of "Spring", so that we can also open our eyes——"
Cui Zihao smiled broadly.
Wang Tong sneered.
Want to copy it in advance? Step on our heads and become famous, it’s a beautiful idea!
A group of people looked at Wang Zi'an with various thoughts, and Yu Zhining also looked at Wang Zi'an with curiosity. His understanding of Wang Zi'an all started from Kong Yingda's mouth and the few scrolls in Kong Yingda's home that had not yet been received from the Imperial College.
Yes, I am really curious about Wang Zi'an's performance.
Everyone thought that even if Wang Zi'an could write it, he would have to think about it for a while. Many people had already made plans to sit back and continue drinking and waiting. However, before they could reach their seats, they heard something coming from behind them.
There was a burst of exclamation.
Looking back, I saw that my whole body was not well.
I saw Wang Zi'an holding a writing brush, and in an instant, a delicate little poem appeared on the paper.
The word is a good word, floating like floating clouds, powerful like a frightening dragon, like Wang Youjun's rebirth!
Those who can come to this occasion are all elites from Guozixue and Taixue, and their vision is naturally good. This calligraphy of Wang Zi'an is enough to reach the point where the fake is mistaken for the real one.
Before the servants waiting nearby could hang up the calligraphy and painting, Kong Yingda and Yu Zhining couldn't help but rush forward and hold it in their hands.
"Good poetry, really good poetry--as soon as this poem came out, no one in the world dared to write another poem about early spring--"
Kong Yingda's beard trembled with excitement, and Yu Zhining's eyes couldn't help but shine.
He has a quick mind and can just wait for a while, but his work is so wonderful that it can be called a classic!
The talent of Wang Zi'an is truly admirable. No wonder the old man Kong Yingda is so shameless and directly grabs his grandson-in-law himself. This is obviously because he is afraid of being snatched away!
It's a pity that the old wife at home could not give birth to a beautiful daughter for herself!
Yu Zhining felt for the first time that it would be better to have a daughter!
Damn it, those bastard sons at home couldn't give me a granddaughter, so go home and kill them all!
This time, everyone's appetite was whetted.
Looking at the expressions of the two old gentlemen and the people around them as if they had seen a ghost, could Prince Annan have really done something extraordinary and written a good poem?
They didn't have to wait any longer, Kong Yingda couldn't help but chant loudly.
"The light rain in the sky is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but is invisible. The most beneficial thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital."
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned. Cui Zihao's heart sank, and Wang Tong felt as if he had been struck by lightning, with only one thought left in his mind.
"Impossible, impossible, this is impossible - I know, I know the details of this country bumpkin. He can't write such exquisite poems. This must be plagiarism of other people's works - yes, this must be plagiarism.
someone else’s work!”
Wang Tong was like a drowning man grabbing the last straw and shouted hysterically.
Everyone couldn't help but look at him like a fool.
As soon as a poem of this level is published, it will probably cause a sensation in the world. How can no one know about it? Tell me where you copied it from, and we want to copy one too!