I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

In the Golden Phoenix Pavilion, Zhao Heng sang one masterpiece, two peerless poems, and three poems, which amazed the audience.

This golden autumn night banquet reached a climax, attracting countless people to admire and admire.

Zhao Heng had expected all this and was quite satisfied.

In his previous life, he saw those plagiarists on the Internet who would take the famous works of their predecessors as their own.

Zhao Heng despised them very much, but he didn't expect that he would become the person he hated the most.

But he was also helpless.

Zhao Heng did this not to sleep with the beautiful courtesan with white and tender skin.

But he did it to become famous, and to make a big splash, directly shocking the imperial capital and the palace!

This was also Zhao Heng's temporary inspiration.

Before, Zhao Heng had been worrying about how to stay in the harem of the palace for more time, monitor the situation in the harem, and protect the queen's safety.

Queen Mu had two suggestions.

One was that Zhao Heng could directly become a eunuch and stay in the harem forever.

Another reason is that Zhao Heng is famous in the imperial capital for his medical skills, and the concubines, princes and princesses in the palace are frequently summoned.

But neither method is suitable for Zhao Heng, so he can only find another way.

Today he will shock the imperial capital with his literary talent.

After observing in the secular world for a period of time, Zhao Heng discovered.

The secular world of the Yunfeng Dynasty highly respects literature, but the level of development in this area is not high, and there are far fewer amazing writers and works than in the previous life.

Zhao Heng thought of it, just use this way to make his name.

Anyway, the princesses, princes, and even concubines in the palace are all educated, and they also like to write and recite poems.

Since his medical skills cannot gain their trust in a short time, he will impress them with his literary talent.

The young imperial physician with extraordinary literary talent will surely make a deep impression on these nobles in the palace.

In the future, if there is a headache or fever, he may subconsciously summon himself.

Of course, to achieve this, one must raise his fame to the extreme at once and become famous overnight.

Just now, Zhao Heng was still worried that the literati present were too low-ranked, and that they could not show their "talent" by killing bronze and silver literati randomly.

Unexpectedly, the four great talents of the imperial capital, such platinum-level masters, appeared to serve as a foil for him.

So Zhao Heng went on stage without hesitation and conducted a king-level "forehand and backhand teaching".

As the romantic and talented Tang Lun, the best poet, fainted on the spot, the Dong Xuehua Kui chose Zhao Heng as the guest of honor.

This poetry and prose competition that is rare in a century finally came to an end.

While everyone was savoring it, the middle-aged shopkeeper who hosted the dinner came on stage again.

And announced that the second "Chunlu" Kui from "Hongyan Pavilion", one of the four buildings, began to select the guest of honor.

...

This Chunlu Kui came on stage, and her appearance and temperament were not inferior to the first Dong Xuehua Kui.

As soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted the attention of the whole audience, and the voices of drooling were endless.

Zhao Heng also looked at this Chunlu Courtesan, who was completely different from the icy temperament of the Dongxue Courtesan.

The Chunlu Courtesan was wearing a fiery red, double-breasted long skirt, with a snow-white and soft mink shawl on her shoulders. Her face was like peach blossoms and her face was as delicate as jade.

Especially her pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, which seemed to be able to absorb people's souls, and her red lips were so beautiful that people couldn't help but want to kiss her.

The most amazing thing about the Chunlu Courtesan was not her gorgeous and seductive appearance, but her plump and graceful curves.

In this era where the average person is only "B", the appearance of a "D" level master is really terrifying.

Moreover, such a powerful Chunlu lady is not fat at all, with a willow-like thin waist, round and perky buttocks, and a tall figure. It is not an exaggeration to describe her as a "devil figure".

As soon as she appeared, she was like a blooming peony, or a ripe peach that was about to drip with nectar.

Many men present wiped their mouths unconsciously, salivating.

If the Dong Xuehua Oiran just now gave them a feeling of love.

Then the appearance of Chunlu Oiran directly brought them a second spring.

At this time, this Chunlu lady stepped onto the center of the stage. Although she had a smile on her face, there was a hint of loss in her eyes.

The reason was that she had just heard the poems recited by the people downstairs in the attic on the fifth floor.

Especially the last two peerless poems, which made her excited and forgetful, and she had the urge to pledge her body to him.

She had already expected that Dong Xuehua Oiran would become famous all over the world because of those three poems, and would become the undisputed number one Oiran in the imperial capital from then on.

As an Oiran of the same level, being directly crushed by someone at the same night banquet, this feeling is really indescribable.

For a moment, Chunlu couldn't help looking at the figure on the third floor, with a look of admiration, resentment, and helplessness.

She only regretted that Dongxue had taken the lead and possessed this talented poet.

Chunlu suppressed her unhappiness and said softly: "Dear guests, tonight I am recruiting guests with only one request, that is, to be able to beat me in Yinglian.

If you can make me admit defeat, I am willing to serve you wholeheartedly tonight."

This sentence directly ignited the passion of the whole audience and a group of wolves.

"Mrs. Chunlu, please give the question quickly!"

"Yes, it's getting late, a spring night is worth a thousand gold, madam, don't delay!"

...

Under the urging of everyone, Chunlu opened her red lips and said a couplet.

"The moon is full and the moon is waning, the moon is waning and the moon is full, year after year, twilight and morning, the sun will not be seen until the end of the night!"

As soon as this couplet came out, everyone in the hall gradually became quiet from being noisy at the beginning.

At first, some people tried to connect in a low voice.

But after several attempts, the voice became smaller and smaller, and finally I bowed my head in despair.

This couplet may seem ordinary, but it also uses a variety of rhetorical methods such as overlap, repetition, inversion, metaphor, and pun.

The more you try to fight, the more difficult it becomes.

The lobby on the first floor and the guests on the second and third floors exited the battlefield one after another.

This is clearly beyond their level.

Everyone looked expectantly at the great talents of the Imperial College on the fourth floor.

However, at this moment, many talented people were scratching their heads, shaking their heads and stamping their feet. After thinking for a long time, no one could get it right.

The whole place fell into an eerie silence.

Seeing this, Chunlu Oiran in the center of the stage had a smile on her face.

If someone takes over his first couplet easily, wouldn't he lose his worth?

Nowadays, the talented people who can stump all the Imperial College officials will become a good story in the future.

Just when the whole audience fell into silence, no one could solve the embarrassing situation.

"hehe……!"

There was a chuckle, very much in the style of the talented and romantic Tang Lun.

"Miss Chunlu is so talented that Wan Sheng admires her!"

Everyone looked around and saw the southeast side of the fourth floor.

Among the four great talents in the imperial capital, a young man in rich clothes and a jade crown stood up.

Although this man is not as handsome as Tang Lun, he is tall, fair, and has an elegant temperament. He is also the type of young man who is popular with women.

The crowd suddenly became commotion and chatter broke out.

"It's Huang Ming, one of the Four Great Talents. He is known as one of the Four Great Talents, "Double Absolute". Could it be that he has already figured out the second line?"

"This top line is really difficult. Apart from Huang Ming, no one here has the ability to do it in a short time!"

…

The crowd was noisy, but there was curiosity and expectation in their eyes.

Even the Chunlu oiran who looked like the "best peach" couldn't help but look at Huang Ming with dazzling eyes.

"I've heard about Mr. Huang's talent for a long time, and his couplets are among the best in the imperial capital. My little girl has admired him for a long time. Today I want to see Mr. Huang's talent."

Faced with the shocked eyes of everyone and the eager expectations of Chunlu Oiran.

Huang Ming felt as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face, dripping with joy.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at his companion "Tang Lun" who was still unconscious at the moment. He shook his head secretly and could only mourn for the other party.

Tang Lun's poetic talent is indeed the best among the four, but who made him so unlucky that he bumped into that monster from Taiyuan Hospital today.

There are three poems in a row, one is top-notch, two are peerless, even the great Confucians in the Imperial College have to bow their heads.

"Fortunately, I am not good at poetry, otherwise I would be the one who is embarrassed and unlucky today!"

With such a sound in his heart, Huang Min glanced at Chunlu Oiran's charming figure with bulging front and back, and spoke passionately.

"Miss Chunlu, your first couplet is, the moon is full and the moon is waning, the moon is waning and the moon is full, year after year, twilight and morning, the sun will not be seen until the end of the night!"

"Listen to my second line."

“It’s cold and it’s hot, it’s hot and it’s cold, it’s always, everywhere, everyone, and you only know the sweetness after you’ve endured all the hardships.”

As soon as Huang Ming's second couplet came out, everyone present was shocked at first, and then they all meditated and recited to check the confrontation between the two couplets.

A moment later, everyone was shocked to find out.

The contrast between this couplet and the first couplet is absolutely perfect, and even the artistic conception is perfectly consistent.

"Good...good pairing, this pairing is one of a kind!"

Everyone clapped their hands and applauded, Huang Ming was worthy of the title of "Absolute", and his words were absolute.

Everyone present cheered, and Chunlu Oiran also looked at Huang Ming with admiration.

With this absolute attitude, from now on, although her fame may not be as good as Dong Xue's, she will be able to become famous in the imperial capital.

At this time, Huang Ming, accepting the praises of everyone and the appreciative glances of Chunlu Courtesan, couldn't help but feel how beautiful he was.

Feeling proud for a while, he couldn't help but said: "Miss Chunlu, I wonder if this couple can fall into her eyes and become her guest?"

One sentence made Chunlu Oiran's pretty face turn red and she gave him an angry look.

But then he took out a silk scarf from his waist and handed it to the maid beside him, giving it to Huang Ming as a token of their meeting tonight.

Seeing this, Huang Ming was ecstatic, and the people around him swallowed in envy. This guy was going to succeed!

Just when everyone thought that this "best peach" was about to be picked by Huang Ming.

"Haha... the name of Dujue is nothing more than this."

A sudden sound came from the third floor again.

It was that familiar, proud tone that deserved a beating again.

Everyone couldn't help but feel tense, and Huang Ming's scalp was slightly numb.

The next moment, everyone's eyes, including that of the Chunlu Courtesan, were instantly fixed on the west side of the third floor.

The young man stood with his hands behind his back and came to the fence again, looking up at the sky forty-five times.

"Damn, here we go again!"