Datang: Princess Changle was kidnapped at the beginning

"Fight fakes?!"

Hearing Lin Chen say this, an ominous premonition rose in Li Mao's heart.

Lin Chen looked at Li Mao playfully with a weak face, and said with a light smile:

"Li Mao, right? As

he spoke, he arched his hand very elegantly towards Li Mao, and said loudly:

"I hope to teach."

Li Mao was stunned for a moment, looking at Lin Chen's behavior, he was a little confused.

I didn't react for a while, this Lin Chen was so violent just now, catching them was a hammer, why was it so gentle and elegant in the blink of an eye?

And everyone present did not recover from the shock at this time, Lin Chen, the owner of the restaurant before, beat Li Mao as soon as he came up, and threw Changsun Chong outside the door and beat him violently.

With such a scene, everyone thought that today's cultural fight was difficult to carry out, and it was going to be changed to a full martial arts.

But what he didn't expect was that this Lin Chen actually took the initiative to put on a posture at this time, ready to start the fight.

This made everyone even more confused, and looked at Lin Chen and the others in a daze.

At this time, Lin Chen, seeing that Li Mao didn't say a word, smiled calmly

, and took the lead in speaking: "Since Brother Li is humble, then I'll come first......

" Without waiting for Li Mao to agree, Lin Chen picked up the wine glass on the side, took a sip gently, and took a step forward, only to hear Lin Chen's deep voice sound:

"Yongmei

" "Outside the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless." He

took another step and continued to speak aloud:

"It's already dusk and I'm alone, and it's even more windy and rainy. "

......

"I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I am jealous. "

......

"Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant. The

song "Yongmei" immediately made everyone stunned in place. Everyone looked at Lin Chen in amazement, with a shocked face.

"Seven steps?"

"A poem was written in seven steps?!"

The speed was simply amazing, and everyone couldn't react for a while.

After a poem, Lin Chen raised the wine glass, drank the wine in the cup directly, and slammed the wine glass on the ground with his hand freely.

The crisp sound came, which surprised everyone present. That's when I reacted.

There were also many literati and scholars present, most of whom were familiar with the scriptures, and they were even more involved in this poem.

He even opened his mouth again and again to praise:

"Although the words and plums are scattered, and the fragrance is not as good as ever, how can Qunfang be jealous?"

"Purify the old words

, and the reputation of the plum is ....." "This song of the plum, take the god but not the appearance, the high and strong section of the plum can show the ambition

......" "High! is really high!" "

......

". Some people who don't know poetry can hear a group of literati and scholars speak again and again, scratch their heads

and say: "Are these people all unable to speak human

words?" Someone immediately directly explained:

"The meaning of these words is to say that this drunken immortal king's shopkeeper's song "Yongmei" is very powerful!"

"Ha! It turns out that it is a compliment! Just say that the cow is not enough!?"

"You think they are all as ignorant as you are not able to read and ink!".

"Shopkeeper Lin's seven-step poems, or such excellent poems, these poems are already masterpieces in the world!"

"Wow! Shopkeeper Lin can cook, and he has money, and he can also compose poems! Wow, wow, wow! This is simply ...... No, I must inquire when I go back, and ask if Lin Langjun has

a wife?" "This posture! This knowledge! This bearing! What's wrong with having a wife?

!" Such a man, even if he is a concubine, is worth it!" "......"

Lin Chen's poem made everyone present, the man praised him, and he worshiped it in his eyes, and the woman was even more happy and exclaimed, and wanted to marry Lin Chen.

Hearing this, Lin Chen didn't care very much, and couldn't help but think in his heart:

"This girl still dares to come to Lao Tzu Wendou, if you win, Lao Tzu's more than ten years of learning will not be in vain."

"This Chinese class has been in class for more than ten years, and it's not trivial to memorize an ancient poem?! Don't say one, even if it's a few hundred capitals, it's not a problem!"

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at Li Mao, who was a little stunned on the side, waiting for his next performance.

Everyone present listened to Lin Chen's poems of this level, and they all wondered how Li Mao would do the poems?

Thinking that Li Mao had created a poem about the begging festival, which was popular all over Chang'an City, and men, women, and children were singing.

Surely the man who could have written such a psalm was not a mortal man.

Thinking of this, they turned their heads to look at Li Mao, with anticipation on their faces, waiting for what kind of poems Li Mao would make to deal with it?

At this time, Li Mao saw that Lin Chen was able to compose poems in just seven steps, and he was able to make such a masterpiece, which made all the literati and scholars present praise it again and again.

It made him even more confused.

looked at Lin Chen with a stunned face, and couldn't help but think in his heart:

"I can indeed compose poetry, after all, I have been studying hard for ten years, although I can compose poetry, but my level of writing poetry is also limited!"

"This Lin Chen is a poet in seven steps, and he definitely doesn't have such an ability......

" And at this time, facing Lin Chen's playful gaze, he thought of the "fight against fakes" he mentioned before As soon as such a thought appeared in my heart, I also understood it instantly.

I finally knew what the meaning of this anti-counterfeiting was, and I read out the answer in my heart:

"The poem of the begging festival..... It was also .....made by Lin Chen"

Thinking of this, he was shocked, recalling that just now, this Lin Chen directly blasted the son of Zhao Guogong, the dignified Xiaoguo Gong.

No wonder this Lin Chen came up and punched himself, in the final analysis, he was just a swaggering civilian, how could this be compared to

the small country prince is so miserable, then he is not .......

Thinking of this, the more Li Mao thought about it, the more panicked he became, and the feeling of fear became heavier and heavier.

The cold sweat on his forehead couldn't stop dripping, and time passed minute by minute.

At this time, Li Mao set his eyes on Lin Chen again, and when he saw the playful eyes, he was even more panicked.

Immediately, under the curious gaze of everyone, his legs weakened, and he knelt in front of Lin Chen with a "poof" ......

He said with a face full of fear:

"I was fascinated, and I accidentally picked up that poem on the street on the begging festival, and I wanted to be sought after, so I did a trick of swaggering and deception, pretending to be your poem, and I hope that Lin Langjun will forgive me!"

Hearing Li Mao's words, everyone present was stunned.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Lin Chen in the field.

"What the hell is going on?!".

"The poem that spread all over Chang'an City was also written by Lin Chen?!".

......