Chapter 133 I am Bao Qingtian

"Young Master, I wonder what your meaning is? Are you questioning the bad poems written by Mr. Chang?" A young man came over and stared at Bao Zheng.

"Haha, poetry is a good poem, and lyrics are a good poem. Unfortunately, it is really ridiculous to be immersed in this principle for many years. It is really sad and lamentable that there are many corrupt officials in the court. If you don't study the military strategy, you can't study the Hu people and barbarians invade our borders, disturb our country's territory, and disrupt our people, and study such a licentious word. It is really sad and lamentable. There are many corrupt officials in the court. In this way, you don't study the way of being an official and governing the country. But you are full of ridiculous words here, and you are sighing again."

Bao Zheng's words were loud and the young man had no choice but to refute it. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"Hmph, you are obviously jealous. You can't write poetry. Now you are jealous when you see others writing poetry. Who are you?" A girl glared at Bao Zheng and scolded: "I'm so poor that I don't know anything, but I'm shouting here. It's really a disgrace to be gentle!"

Although I can't write poems, once the poems I said will scare you to death. I pondered for a moment, shook my head and didn't want to refute it. I am not a savior, so these people are indifferent here to their own affairs? After thinking it through, Bao Zheng no longer cared about it. He just drank a cup of tea indifferently, as if the things around him had nothing to do with him.

"Since this young master denies my poem, why don't you ask you to make another poem and compete with me. If you win, it's easy to say. If you lose, how about you apologize to me?" Mr. Chang was also very angry at this moment, but he had to take into account his image, so he didn't have an attack, just waiting for Bao Zheng.

Bao Zheng felt that he wanted to go up and slap this guy twice. *** This guy was too coquettish. He immediately suppressed the anger in his heart and glanced at Mr. Chang and said, "The comparative mentality is so strong and the vanity is so strong. Even if he is an official, he is still a bad official. You should study poetry here."

"As for writing poetry, I don't know."

As soon as Bao Zheng finished speaking, a boo came from all around him: "Tsk, you can see that you are a local bun, you can't do anything, and you can't even come here to embarrass you."

"That's right, it's obvious that we are jealous of Mr. Chang, Mr. Chang. It's really a disgrace to us if we ignore such people." There were boos around us. We were still dressed in gorgeous clothes, but what we said at this moment was really hurtful.

"You are too much. Our Dahua is originally attacked from all sides. You do not study the way of governing the country or the way of military strategy at all. It is not supposed to be. Writing poems and lyrics here is really a waste of life."

"Hey hey, what are you saying? You look like you are so terrible, why do you speak so badly?" A girl next to her glared at Liu Yan.

Liu Yan was stunned when he heard this, and then he felt amused, but he didn't know what to say and wanted to get angry. But now he has hidden his identity and exposed it like this, it is really bad. While he was hesitating, he heard Bao Zheng he picked up.

"Although I can't write poems, I can make a few nonsense." Bao Zheng said lightly, and Young Master Chang's eyes lit up. Haha, the opportunity to take revenge is here.

"Since this young master can do it, let's just say a few nonsense, but the conditions just now still exist." Mr. Chang looked at Bao Zheng provocatively.

"This is unfair. If I lose, I will apologize. Then I won't say it now. I see how you compare. And this is too priceless. If you have confidence in you, how about we bet on the money? If I lose, I will give you fifty taels of silver. If you lose, you give me fifty taels of silver. What do you think?"

Fifty taels of silver are really not small in this society, and it is enough for an ordinary family to earn two months.

When Mr. Chang heard Bao Zheng's words, he was stunned and then said angrily: "After reading, you have been defiled by your money, it is really a disgrace to be gentle, no, it is a gentle to be gentle."

"When did I say I'm gentle? I just asked if you dare to gamble, may you still be scared by me?" Bao Zheng took a sip of tea with disdain, his tone and expression did not take Mr. Chang seriously at all.

Liu Yan looked at Bao Zheng with a funny look. This guy didn't even have to pay for tea, and he wanted to say fifty taels of silver. It was really ridiculous. However, this guy seemed to be a little real and knowledgeable. But he just heard that he despises poetry very much. I wonder if he can't pretend to be noble in poetry or if he really has real talent and knowledge? Liu Yan is looking forward to it.

"You, you are so shameless!" Mr. Chang finally said something for a long time.

"Hey, Mr. Chang, forget it if you don't have money. If I win, I won't want your money." Bao Zheng said kindly.

"Mr. Chang, this guy looks extremely vulgar. How could he look like he writes poetry? And fifty taels of silver are not a lot. If you don't have one, we will help you with it first. You have such a high attainment in poetry, are you afraid that this kid will not succeed?" The person next to him gave advice.

Mr. Chang thought about it, and immediately took out a silver note from his arms and put it on the table: "Look, this is fifty taels of silver. If you win, this is yours. If you lose, not only will you give me fifty taels of silver, but you will also apologize to me."

"Haha, the eldest son is really a pleasure. Okay, that old man is here to write a poem." Bao Zheng paused and chanted: "After all, in the mid-June of Miluo, the scenery is not the same as the four seasons. The lotus leaves are endless and green, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun."

After Bao Zheng's poem came to a shock, the people present suddenly felt the whole body. This poem, whether in the parallelism or the artistic conception, was much better than that of Mr. Chang, especially the last sentence, the lotus leaves are endless and green, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun. This poem actually describes the lotus so hotly and blooms happily, as if entering a red world.

"A good poem is really a good poem. It turns out that the young master is still hidden. I am deeply impressed." An old man clapped his hand and exclaimed.

Bao Zheng turned his head and looked at him, but found an old man looking at him with a smile, nodded immediately and said, "Just say a few words casually, I can't enter the grand ceremony, but I still have to ask the old man to be a witness. Do you have the ability to get the fifty taels of silver from Mr. Chang?"

Bao Zheng is quite concerned about the fifty taels of silver. After all, he needs this thing very much. As for what he spent, he will have to consider it later.

"Haha, of course, young master has this ability. Mr. Chang, this time, I will be a notary, but you lost." The old man said with a smile.

"What Mr. Li said is naturally correct. Chang Bai was convinced. This fifty taels of silver belongs to this young master. How dare you ask this young master, the name Gao?"

"Bao Qingtian!" Bao Zheng said coquettishly, and immediately surprised the people present again. Bao Qingtian, there are really people who dare to call this name, even Qingtian dares to wrap it up, so what else can you not dare to?

Recommend Cheng Kongxiao’s new book “Holy Doctor Kill”, welcome to read.

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