Leaving Mingzhi's couplet behind, Wei Hao packed a bunch of delicious food and left quietly.
By the time someone thought of asking who the author of the couplet was, Wei Hao had already left with them.
It's just a clear intention, it's best if it can infect more people. It's not necessary to pretend. It's completely different from the situation of giving poems to Wang Fubo.
When Wei Hao returned to the dock and ship, the local dragon and tiger ranking list of Yueyang Prefecture had been released. The "discipline" of each subject was the threshold of the residence. Tang Songchen, the "discipline" of Mingshu, originally lived in a small courtyard.
I was sitting having a sweet dream when I was suddenly awakened by the noise outside.
With a start, he sat up suddenly, and Tang Songchen suddenly patted his head: "Hey! What should we do! What is that couplet?!"
Outside the courtyard, many wealthy people sent people to express their congratulations.
"Master Tang, Master Tang, your high school has been 'decapitated'!"
"ah?!"
Tang Songchen was just about to feel happy when he was suddenly startled: "No, I was in the dream. Didn't I already know that I was hit?"
As soon as the dream came up, Tang Songchen became even more frustrated and continued to slap his head: "It's so damn disgusting, I can't even remember that beautiful sentence!"
I don't know anything else, but I know that it is a good statement that makes me full of pride and ambition to save the country and the people.
"The pavilion in the dream seems familiar..."
Looking up from the courtyard, the sky was blue. Tang Songchen thought hard, "Oh, isn't it the Yueyang Tower?! Isn't it the Yueyang Tower!"
After shouting twice, Tang Songchen quickly rushed out with his shoes on and his hair disheveled.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! I'm going to Yueyang Tower! I'm going to Yueyang Tower"
Tang Songchen screamed like a madman.
"Mr. Tang, you are in high school!"
"Congratulations to Mr. Tang, congratulations to Mr. Tang, you are now the 'disciple' of Yueyang Mansion."
However, Tang Songchen remained unmoved, "Master Tang, get out of here! Get out of here! I'm going to Yueyang Tower!"
"Mr. Tang, your hair is still loose..."
Everyone felt that Tang Songchen seemed a little crazy, and they were suddenly startled, wondering if Mr. Tang had been stimulated.
"Hahahaha, I will definitely remember it after going to Yueyang Tower, I will definitely remember it, haha..."
Tang Songchen laughed maniacally, "In my dream, I also said 'untie the head'."
Looking at his appearance, someone finally shouted: "No! Mr. Tang is so anxious that he is suffering from hysteria and thinks he is still dreaming!!"
"Quick! Quick! Stop Mr. Tang!"
"Call the doctor quickly, call the doctor quickly, Mr. Tang is suffering from hysteria"
Tang Songchen was stunned, and when he saw someone stopping him, he immediately yelled: "Get out! I'm not hysterical. I helped people write down the couplets in my dream. Please don't corrupt such a big thing!"
"Oops! Mr. Tang, it's not a dream now, it's not a dream. You have really won the exam, and you are the 'Jie Shou' of the Ming Shu Department."
"..."
Tang Songchen was speechless, stood still and said, "Do you think I'm crazy? Am I suffering from hysteria? I can't tell you clearly!"
Everyone looked at him and saw that he had disheveled hair just now, but he was still wearing shoes. Now, he didn't even know that his shoes were gone. Isn't this hysteria?!
Especially when Tang Songchen was wearing a patched nightgown before, now he was running wildly, loose and loose, his bare feet were soaked in mud, and his hair was fluffy and disheveled, making him look like a street beggar.
"Mr. Wei, it's not summer now. Aren't you cold?"
"I am full of enthusiasm, why should I be afraid of the cold winds of autumn and winter!!"
Tang Songchen said, "I am writing an inscription at Yueyang Tower. I want to go and have a look! Everyone, get out of the way."
"Master Tang, Yueyang Tower is the inscription of the three princes of this dynasty..."
"..."
Seeing the pity in the eyes of the people around him, Tang Songchen became even more furious, "I don't have hysteria! I don't have hysteria! I knew as early as in my dream that I had won the exam, and that I was the 'discipline' of Ming Shu Ke"
"Everyone, please watch Mr. Tang, I'll go find some excrement water."
"Yes, yes, this urgent hysteria can be awakened by pouring fecal water on it."
"Why not find a boy?"
"It's okay for a child to pee, that's okay!"
They were all enthusiastic onlookers, but Tang Songchen was so angry that his mouth was twisted. Was he going to fill himself with fecal water to make a child urinate?!
"snort!"
Tang Songchen's eyes widened, "Don't make any more trouble, I'll change my clothes and go!"
There is nothing to argue with these guys. Tang Songchen is also afraid that he will be fed shit for no reason. What will happen to his reputation then?
The teacher Ren Xingkong is "looking for flowers with a stylus", but he is better, "swallowing feces and drinking urine to interpret the book"?
I'm afraid that in the future, others won't be able to look directly at "relieving one's head" and will only think of "relieving one's hands" when they see it.
Isn't it a sin?
I can't resist this, so I just give in.
Enjoy the joy of the world after all...
Huh?!
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
Tang Songchen, who clapped his hands and laughed, suddenly remembered, "I remembered it, I remembered it, I will be happy after the world is happy, and I will be happy after the world is happy!"
As he muttered, he happily returned to the small courtyard. After washing, he changed into his clothes, wearing a scarf on his head and a clean robe. Then he pinned a thick and long stylus penholder on his head and went out.
The man relies on his clothes and the horse relies on his saddle. At this time, Feng Shen is handsome, the good-hearted person carrying the dung bucket outside, and the little boy with his legs spread have also received magical powers.
The handsome young master was reluctant to fill him with fecal water to make the boy urinate.
"Thank you all for your warm-heartedness. I am not hysterical. I am just suffering from good sentences and want to pick them up quickly. I must have many friends who have gone to Yueyang Tower by this time."
It was much easier to leave this time.
Tang Songchen calmed down a lot, called a horse and rode over slowly.
When we arrived at Yueyang Tower, we saw a large number of familiar people gathered there.
When I came up to inquire, I found out that they were all participating in the "Homesickness Banquet".
They didn't know each other, but they all knew each other in the same dream, and they had a passionate love for each other. When they came here again and saw each other, they all laughed.
Those who had not fallen asleep did not know why. Only Tang Songchen and others smiled and said: "Everyone, please!"
"Tang Jie please come first!"
"please!"
"Everyone please!"
A group of people went there together. The Yueyang Tower was tall and majestic, but there was no clear couplet at the door. Everyone suddenly became more sure that this was the fate in their dreams.
Later, someone said: "Brother Tang, why don't you write an inscription?"
"Where is Brother Yinju?"
"Yes, yes, that brother has extraordinary momentum and pride, which greatly increases my courage. He is truly a hero!!"
"I haven't asked for that friend's name yet..."
However, after asking each other, Wei Hao was not seen, so someone praised him: "He is really a god."
"That friend is traveling with a beauty and has 'Meng Gu' as his companion to accompany him for drinks. He must be an extraordinary person."
"For those who come to Yueyang Mansion these days, why don't you ask around?"
"Since that friend doesn't want to reveal his name, why bother? Heroes don't ask where they come from!"
"Of course!"
"Although you can't write inscriptions in the pavilion, you can still write them outside the building."
Someone raised his hand and pointed, and saw that the entrance outside Yueyang Tower was the Fangmen.
There are also beams and pillars on the left and right side of the square gate. Isn’t it just right to hang the plaque?
So everyone went there in a lively manner. Some people polished Tang Songchen's ink, some replaced Tang Songchen's brushes, and someone found a plaque for Tang Songchen...
After waiting for something to be done properly, Tang Songchen picked up the pen, held his breath, and then returned to splashing ink.
Done in one go.
"First! Worry about the world...but worry!!"
In the dream, a group of people who had made clear their ambitions chanted in unison, and then immediately hung up the first couplet.
"Later! The world is happy...and happy"
The second line is also hung up.
Originally, there were various celebration banquets in the Yueyang Tower, but because of this couplet, the storm outside the building suppressed the inside!