"Ha!" The servants who were leading the way looked at Tang Ming with an idiot-like look and then laughed out loud.

"Haha, I said, little brother, you're afraid your head is not good. I'm going to tell you, this, this, this, and these are all here to attend the poetry conference, why didn't I put it in!" As he said, the servant pointed to the yard again.

He raised his chest arrogantly: "Do you know who is here?"

"Young Master Yang, that's the top scholar in literature today."

"The peerless painter of the double-faced dragon traveling, Mi Qing! Master Mi even presented his double-faced dragon traveling picture in front of the current emperor. He was very popular with the emperor. He immediately promoted the title and rewarded the gift, and a century-old scholar!"

"Old Du, that is the emperor's teacher and the emperor's teacher. He is truly unparalleled in the world in terms of literary literacy and knowledge. Not to mention that there are no futurers, it is at least unprecedented!"

The casually uttered a few names made this family feel that his status seemed to have improved a lot, and his whole body seemed even more upright.

"I won't list all the remaining great writers. Tell me, what kind of identity are they, and what kind of identity are you? Is it appropriate to let you in?" The guard himself had a big man more than two meters away. When he said such sarcastic words, he had to bend down, just like an old father was educating his child.

Tang Ming frowned, and he really had no good impression of this damn servant. If such a person was designated by Tang Ming's era, he would have been beaten to death.

"Then you have to recite a poem with you here before you can put me in?"

The big servant waved his hand indifferently: "That's right, don't be chewing with me here. You can't get in with those useless things. In other words, if you are really a literary master, you won't be stopped by me here."

Tang Ming's eyes gradually became a little colder: "What if I had to go in today?"

"Then you can try it, is your head hard or my stick hard!" The big man was really not showing any weakness.

While speaking, a powerful force burst out from Tang Ming's body. Although it was not spiritual energy, the floor tiles under Tang Ming's feet became distorted under the suppression of this extreme force. No, not only the floor tiles under Tang Ming's feet, but even the floor tiles around Tang Ming and the floor tiles on Guigu Xuanyi Mansion began to tremble.

In the courtyard, Guigu Xuanyi was sitting and talking with some of his friends in literature, but for no reason, the wooden bricks on the ground began to tremble. He thought it was an earthquake, but it was a little light. Could it be that someone was oppressing with spiritual energy?

It shouldn't be possible, you can't feel the spiritual energy at all.

"What's going on?" Master Yu Long Miqing, a double-sided master, was painting his masterpiece, but the table suddenly trembled, and the two brushes in his hand were immediately tilted to the side. Now it was over, and a good masterpiece was over.

Master Mi Qing stood up in anger and looked at the guard beside him coldly.

The guard immediately trembled, and then said carefully: "It seems that a troublemaker came outside the door. He claimed to be a Master Tang, and said he was a master of calligraphy and insisted on coming in. Isn't this a conflict with Erniu at the door."

"Young Master Tang?"

When he heard this name, Guigu Xuanyi, Xia Guluan, Lin Xuan and others' wrists were beating at the same time.

Guigu Xuanyi immediately stood up and wanted to go to the door to take a look, but Master Mi Qing stood up first: "Okay, Master Guigu doesn't have to bother, I'll drive this brat away."

Before Guigu Xuan could make a statement, Mi Qing swayed her sleeves and headed towards the gate.

"Master, do you think this Mr. Tang is who in Tang Tianbao Pavilion?" Xia Guluan whispered to Guigu Xuan from behind.

Guigu Xuan nodded and shook his head again: "It shouldn't be. The guard said just now that he was a kid who called himself a master of calligraphy. Maybe it was the stubborn family."

"Yes." Xia Guluan nodded, and then helped Guigu Xuanyi sit down again.

After all, that Mr. Tang was such a vulgar person, and it was hard to imagine that he was really a so-called master of calligraphy.

Besides, Xia Guluan really couldn't have imagined that Mr. Tang came to find them so anxiously.

...

The atmosphere outside the door was tense. Tang Ming was about to force himself to break in when he heard an angry curse coming from behind the servant: "What a quarrel? Niu Er, can you even look at the door of the house?"

Following the sound, a middle-aged man in a wide and ink-stained manner came, with two goatee beards, giving people a feeling of despicability.

"This, Master Mi Qing, it's not my fault. They are all this person. They insist on talking to me here. I told him to get out of here. He doesn't listen and he will fight with me." Niu Er shrank his head. Although Mi Qing is not his master, he is also a very famous person in the calligraphy world. He can't afford to offend such a big man.

Mi Qing's eyes fell on Tang Ming's body, and Tang Ming was getting a lot of things up and down. The latter was wearing a white dress and holding a folding fan today. No matter how you look at it, how can you be stubborn? Such a person can do poetry and lyrics, don't joke!

"Child, no matter whose young master you are, hurry up and go back. Although I broke a painting, I won't care about you recently." Mi Qing said something very disdainfully, and turned around and wanted to go back.

This kind of stubbornness knows poetry, songs, and joking. It’s either to make trouble or pick up girls. By the way, the little girl Xia Guluan seems to be still there, and she can’t help but come for Xia Guluan.

"I said, senior, you are a bit too judging people by your appearance. Could it be that you, as a master of calligraphy and painting of a generation, have no demeanor at all?" Tang Ming sneered.

A rage of rage burst out from Mi Qing's forehead. He turned around and looked at Tang Ming's eyes. There seemed to be a spark jumping: "Just judge people by their appearance, then tell me, what are your abilities and poems and songs? Do you know what poetry and songs are?"

Tang Ming sneered and said, "Would you like to recite a poem with you here?" Just kidding, although Tang Ming was a thief in his previous life, he had received at least twelve years of compulsory education. All Tang poetry and Song lyrics are meaningless.

"Forget it, you know, yes, if you can meet my three pairs today, I, Mi Qing, will definitely invite you in with both hands!" Mi Qing said coldly.

"What, right, right?" Tang Ming hesitated for a moment. If he just recited a poem simply, he could recite one casually, but after all, he could not apply what he learned, so it would be a bit difficult to do it with the pair.

Mi Qing sneered: "Why don't you dare? If you don't, get out quickly and waste my time here!"

At this moment, a mechanized voice suddenly sounded in Tang Ming's mind: "Communication knowledge base, 300 Tang poems, Song lyrics, Yuan District included, 300 children's songs..."

Listening to the motivated sound in his mind, a smile appeared on the corner of Tang Ming's mouth.

The problem of applying what you have learned has been solved.

"Okay, then you can ask questions. If I can't answer one of them, I will turn around and leave, and I will definitely not stay here for a while."

"good!"

Mi Qing took two steps forward and then asked the question.

The onlookers were watching and stuttering. How could this guy actually meet Master Mi Qing?

"The green mountains and clear waters are beautiful and evergreen, and never grow white!" Mi Qing looked at the sun in the sky and the green leaves on the treetops and said casually.

"Green water, green duckweed, green mountains and rivers will never decline!" Tang Ming just glanced at the curve of Mi Qing's mouth, and his Asura Eye parsed the second half of the couplet.

I have to say that the Eye of Shura is really convenient.

Listening to the couple that Tang Ming met, the eyes of the onlookers shrank. I originally thought that Mr. Tang must have been obsessed with weapon refining, but I didn't expect that he would have such research on poetry.

Even some of them had a little understanding of it and couldn't help but sigh and said, "Wow, it's so neat."

Mi Qing's eyes changed for a while, and Xinzhou couldn't help but think about it. Could it be that this stubbornness is really a bit unsuccessful?

No, it's just a coincidence!

"The boy has some skills, but I want to see how you answer this next sentence!"

"The delicate cypress sends the autumn away!"

As soon as Mi Qing's voice came down, Tang Ming on the opposite side seemed to be a premonition, and directly corrected Ge Qing's pair.

"The soft willows are light and fragrant tea to celebrate the arrival of spring!"

"This, Mr. Tang is really capable. He will meet his partner so soon."

Mi Qing's eyes twitched. At this point, he already knew that Mr. Tang had some ability after all, but at this time, if he put Tang Ming in at this time, he would really be disgraceful.

It seems to be serious.

"The jade head raises taro taro and has a dry jade head cry!"

This pair was the one who died in the imperial teacher, Mr. Du, and no one has been able to match them until now.

He didn't want to believe that the boy who was only twenty in front of him could easily match the pair. To put it bluntly, even he thought about it for a whole month before he matched the pair. It was not very fair.

"Okay, little brat, I'm sorry, then get out of here quickly. I'm not going to happen today." Seeing that Tang Ming had not spoken for a long time, Mi Qing immediately sneered and then said.

The onlookers also sighed in their hearts. Mr. Tang finally failed.

"I said Master Mi, why are you excited? I didn't say that I can't tell you what you said."

"Haha, then you are right!"

"The monk travels on the river and the secluded river, and the monk is worried," Tang Ming said with a smile.
Chapter completed!