Chapitre 137: Chapter 137
"Driving up the price of beauty?" Fourth Prince Ning Zhen said, "Shen Lang, you know that once you say this, all the women in the world will see you as their enemy. Is it your talent to say such despicable and despicable things? Just this sentence alone is enough for me to slap your mouth. "
These words were indeed extremely vulgar.
What was it?
It was the part of a woman that should not be spoken out.
This was the real bottom three.
Shen Lang smiled and did not say anything.
Zhu Wenhua was gloating in his heart. Look at you, Shen Lang, still feeling proud. Even Fourth Prince came to teach you a lesson.
Seeing this, Shen Lang secretly scolded him for being an idiot.
Fourth Prince Ning Zhen was clearly adding fuel to the fire, emphasizing that these four words that Shen Lang said were extremely vulgar, but it would spread.
Slang would also become an allusion.
In ancient times, there were many idioms that were said inadvertently and then spread widely, becoming an allusion and becoming an idiom.
These four words that Shen Lang said were too vulgar and would definitely be praised by the people of the city.
In this way, Zhu Wenhua would become synonymous with bootlicker, and Zhang Chunhua would become synonymous with the price of beauty.
That was why Zhang Chunhua was so angry.
At this time, why would Governor Zhu Jung come to this muddy water?
Could it be that he also wanted to become a character in this vulgar allusion?
He, Governor Zhu, was going to be a famous official, how could he be involved in this kind of dirty thing?
If he was to be a matchmaker for Zhu Wenhua, wouldn't he also become one of the people who drove up the price of beauty?
Moreover, Fourth Prince had already added fuel to the fire, so the matter of being a matchmaker was dropped.
Zhu Wenhua unconsciously looked at Shen Lang and said, "You think that my poem is not good, and there are many great people here, then please write a poem for Miss Zhang Chunhua. I want to see how outstanding it is, how humble it is?"
What a low-level method.
Zhu Wenhua was still a typical bootlicker.
If Shen Lang's poem were to be spread everywhere with Zhang Chunhua, would it make me, Zhu Wenhua, seem especially good to Miss Zhang? Look, Shen Lang actually wrote a poem to scold you.
If Shen Lang's poem elevates Zhang Chunhua, then Shen Lang is also a bootlicker.
Shen Lang laughed, "Speaking of which, I do have a poem here."
Zhang Chunhua's ears perked up.
She didn't care about Zhu Wenhua's poems. She felt disgusted just by listening to them.
As for Shen Lang's poems, she was filled with anticipation. Even if it was an obscene poem, she was still excited to hear it.
Because he was a talented scumbag.
Shen Lang: "But this poem is not for Miss Zhang Chunhua, but for Miss Chi Yu."
As soon as he said that, Zhang Chunhua directly broke her chopsticks. Shen Lang, I will kill you one day.
Chi Yu, who looked like Lin Daiyu, couldn't help but be startled. She said, "But I don't know Shen."
She was the daughter of a merchant. She didn't appreciate a man like Shen Lang. What she appreciated was a man like Zhang Jin who could make a name for himself. So, of course, she wanted to distance herself from any relationship that might cause misunderstandings.
Shen Lang: "Miss Chi, although you don't know me, I've been friends with you for a long time."
Another friend with a long time.
Chi Yu still had a smile on her face, but her heart was already filled with coldness.
Because Shen Lang was teasing her.
You, Shen Lang, are just a lowly commoner with a little talent. I, Chi Yu, look down on you.
This was a common trait among merchants. They were all passionate about power.
On the contrary, a rich and powerful lady like Jin Mulan paid more attention to a man's appearance and talent.
What was lacking, they would fill it up. For example, Jin Mucong's name.
Zhang Chunhua said, "I'd like to hear Shen's poem. Sister Chi is beautiful on the outside and intelligent on the inside. She's like a person who descended from the heavens. No amount of praise can be excessive."
Shen Lang: "This poem is called 'To Chi Yu'."
Everyone's ears pricked up, their hearts filled with contempt.
This wasn't a brothel. Any poem written for a woman, no matter if it was a compliment or a derogatory one, was tasteless.
Zhu Wenhua was even more disdainful. What's the use of you, Shen Lang, licking Chi Yu's boots? She's going to marry Zhang Jin. She wouldn't look up to a commoner like you.
Chi Yu, who looked like Lin Daiyu, lowered her head. She didn't listen, nor did she resist. She seemed indifferent.
Shen Lang recited:
Xu Jia seeks a noble visit to a powerful family
Zhang Jun has talent but no sincerity
Pitiful midnight flames rise
Not seeing the Qianqian, seeing the ghost
As soon as this poem came out, Zhang Jin's expression changed.
This poem was clearly for Chi Yu, but in fact, it was mocking Zhang Jin for setting fire to his wife.
It was said that for the sake of riches and honor, Xu Guangyun sought out Zhang Chong, a powerful clan, to form a marriage alliance. However, Zhang Jin was a man of talent but no virtue. Not only did Xu Guangyun's action not bring riches and honor to his clan, it brought about the destruction of his clan.
This poem was really well written.
Especially the last sentence, not seeing the Qianqian, seeing the ghost. It said that Xu Qianqian had died and become a ghost.
Chi Yu, aren't you going to marry Zhang Jin? Look at the tragedy of your previous wife, Xu Qianqian.
Governor Zhu Jung looked at Shen Lang for the first time.
He also knew of the book 'Endless Romance' and knew that Shen Lang was quick-witted.
Now that he met him in person, he realized that his talent in poetry was indeed outstanding.
The key was that Shen Lang wasn't showing off by composing a poem, but was using it as a weapon.
The whole place was silent, and no one discussed.
Chi Yu's expression finally wasn't as calm as before. Instead, it revealed a hint of coldness.
… …
It took a long time for the atmosphere of the banquet to return to normal.
When Zhu Wenhua saw that the Governor didn't come out to matchmake for a long time, he knew that today's marriage proposal was over. His hatred for Shen Lang grew.
Viscount Zhu Lanting's face was full of anger.
Harming someone's good deeds was like killing one's parents.
What does my son Zhu Wenhua marrying Zhang Chunhua have to do with you, Shen Lang? Why did you come out to stop it?
Originally, I didn't want to use such a drastic method, but now you, Shen Lang, have forced my hand.
Clenching his teeth, Viscount Zhu Lanting hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Your Highness, I have something to report."
Fourth Prince Ning Ran was startled. "Lanshan, please speak."
Calling him by his title was a form of intimacy.
Zhu Lanting said, "Shen Lang once wrote a book, 'Boundless Romance of the Golden Plum Blossom'."
Everyone knew about it, and they had all read it.
So what?
Viscount Zhu Lanting said, "In this book, Ximen Qing has a concubine named Li Pinger, and I happen to know that Your Highness also has a concubine named Pinger in your maiden family. Shen Lang's book is tarnishing Your Highness's reputation, tarnishing your concubine. In the book, 'Boundless Romance', Eunuch Hua abused Li Pinger with a bell, causing her to suffer from gynecological menstruation. How disrespectful is this? Your Highness, please punish me. "
As soon as these words came out, Shen Lang cursed in his heart.
F * ck your mother, Zhu Lanting.
Who knew that Ning Zhen's concubine's nickname was Pinger?
If this was a crime, then the person who wrote the book could forget about living.
Fourth Prince Ning Zhen couldn't help but frown in displeasure.
Then Viscount Zhu Lanting said, "The merchant who printed this book, Deng Xian, is also guilty. I have arrested him."
Deng Xian was the brother of the concubine of Yangwu County's governor. He also had a backer and was not someone Zhu Lanting could arrest.
But now that Zhu Lanting had directly dragged the fourth prince into the case, the governor of Yangwu County did not dare to stop him. Although he was not on good terms with Zhang Chong, he also belonged to the crown prince's faction. The fourth prince was the crown prince's right-hand man, of course, he could not offend him.
Therefore, the big boss of spring painting, Deng Xian, was caught and brought here. It was really a disaster for the fish in the moat.
Soon, the wretched Deng Xian was brought in. His hands were tied with rope and his body was covered with injuries. It was obvious that he had been beaten.
After coming in, Zhu Wenhua stepped forward and kicked Deng Xian, forcing him to kneel.
When Deng Xian saw Shen Lang, it was as if he had seen his savior. He pleaded loudly, "Shen, save me!"
Fourth Prince Ning Zhen was also very unhappy.
Zhu Lanting, why are you looking for trouble? What trouble are you causing?
Haven't I read the book "Boundless Romance of Golden Plum Blossoms"?
Don't I know that Ximen Qing has a concubine named Li Pinger in it?
I'm already pretending not to know, why are you nitpicking?
This was definitely not Fourth Prince Ning Zhen's magnanimity. It was because the State of Yue was rarely punished for words and literature.
Seizing some of the words in the enemy's writings and attacking them to death would lead to a literary prison. It would make all scholars jittery.
He, Ning Zhen, could not bear such a responsibility.
The key was this concubine. He had only married her a month ago. Shen Lang was not a god. How could he know that her nickname was Pinger?
Previously, when Shen Lang hid the words "Tianzhu Prince Jin" in the book, hadn't Li Wenzheng suffered enough?
But now that this matter had been exposed by Viscount Zhu Lanting, he could not ignore it and punish it.
If he denied it, some people would think that Ning Zhen was weak and could be bullied. He was indifferent to his concubine being humiliated by others.
It was not that Zhu Lanting did not know this, so at the beginning, he did not intend to use this matter to attack Shen Lang. That would cause the fourth prince to be unhappy.
But now, he couldn't help it.
You, Shen Lang, ruined my plan first. Don't blame me for being despicable.
However, Zhu Lanting also knew that this matter alone could not do anything to Shen Lang.
Before the destruction of Xuan Wu Mansion, Shen Lang would be fine no matter what he did.
Everyone was waiting for the destruction of the Kim family, so there was no need to complicate matters. If he killed Shen Lang, Xuan Wu would take the opportunity to attack and say that they did not want to compete in the battle of Jinshan Island.
So Shen Lang must die, but not now!
But if he could kill Deng Xian, it would be a slap in the face to Shen Lang.
Deng Xian had published a book for you, Shen Lang. But now, he had died because of you. Shen Lang, are you not at fault? You can't even protect your own dog.
Fourth Prince Ning Zhen really didn't want to take up this matter, but even for the sake of face, he had to punish Deng Xian, this unlucky guy.
He decided to just give him twenty or thirty strokes.
On the one hand, it would be a slight punishment, and on the other hand, it would not make him seem mean and narrow-minded.
So, he was about to order Deng Xian to be beaten.
At this time, Zhang Chong suddenly smiled and said, "Your Highness, this matter can be said to be wrong or right. I have an idea."
Ning Zhen said, "Prefect Zhang, please say it."
Zhang Chong said, "Shen Lang, aren't you talented and good at poetry? You are limited to write a poem to defend Deng Xian before he is dragged out. As long as the poem is good and wonderful, this Deng Xian is not guilty. How about it? "
Fourth Prince Ning Zhen was puzzled. Why did Zhang Chong want to do this?
Zhang Chong continued, "Of course, this poem is not only to defend Deng Xian, but also to express your feelings about the situation of Xuan Wu Mansion. After all, the battle for Jinshan Island is just around the corner. The moment to decide the fate of the Kim family is coming. You should be touched."
Shen Lang was immediately alert.
Zhang Chong was testing the real situation.
Everyone thought that Xuan Wu Mansion would lose the battle for Jinshan Island.
Zhang Chong also thought so.
But only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle.
Poetry was born from the heart and could reflect a person's emotions.
Especially in such a hurry, it was difficult to carve carefully and could only come from the heart.
Therefore, Zhang Chong wanted to explore Shen Lang's true thoughts through poetry.
Ning Zhen immediately understood Zhang Chong's idea. He nodded and said, "Okay, that's the way, and it's also an elegant thing, isn't it? But I'll say the ugly words first. Shen Lang, if your poem is not good, then Deng Xian will be punished with 50 strokes of the cane. "
Fifty strokes of the cane would kill someone.
If Deng Xian was beaten to death because of Shen Lang's book, how could he bear it?
Therefore, this poem must be done extremely well to amaze everyone.
Any good poem did not rely on sculpting, but rather, it came from one's heart.
Therefore, this poem must depict Shen Lang's love and pessimism for Xuan Wu Mansion.
This would make Zhang Chong and others more determined that Xuan Wu Mansion would lose the battle for Jinshan Island.
Because even Shen Lang, a core member of the Count House, was so desperate and helpless.
Zhang Chong said in a cold voice, "Drag Deng Xian out and give him 50 strokes of the cane. It doesn't matter if he is beaten to death."
A few warriors came in and directly dragged Deng Xian out.
Deng Xian screamed in fear, "Shen, save me, save me …"
Once Deng Xian was dragged out of the threshold and Shen Lang did not make a good poem to plead for mercy, it would be counted as a loss, and Deng Xian would be beaten to death.
Time was extremely tight.
There was no way to think about it.
In just a few seconds, Deng Xian would soon be dragged out of the threshold and beaten to death.
"Shen, save me, save me!"
Shen Lang suddenly got up and said, "Wait!"
Zhang Chong said, "Do you have a poem in your heart? Then read it out. If you do well, Deng Xian will be acquitted. If not, Deng Xian will be punished. "
Shen Lang was sad.
He looked at the lights in the hall. It was evening, and the sky was not completely dark, so the candlelight was not very bright.
The sun was setting outside, and the scenery was extremely beautiful. Unfortunately, night would soon fall.
He had a poem, and he read it out sadly,
The lights are not on in the middle of the night
Alone at the banquet
The sunset is infinitely beautiful
Just falling into the dusk.
After this poem was read, the whole hall was silent!
Zhang Chunhua's liver was trembling. A man like this was really … intoxicating.
Zhang Chong, Governor Zhu Jung, and Prince Ning Zhen looked at each other.
Shen Lang's poetry talent was really … amazing.
It was even hard to imagine.
This poem was really a classic.
At least no one present could do it.
First of all, the poem wanted to exonerate Deng Xian.
The third word of each sentence in this poem was: light, appear, nothing, fall.
This was a homophonic sound, Deng Xian was not guilty!
It was not difficult to hide these four words in the poem, the key was to conform to the mood.
Look at this scene.
Because it was evening, the sky was getting dark, so candles had to be lit.
But if it was not at night, the candles would not be bright.
So the first sentence, no lights in the middle of the night, seemed particularly appropriate.
The second sentence, alone at the banquet.
Everyone present was Shen Lang's enemy, so it was not an exaggeration to call it a banquet at the banquet at the gate. (Of course, the banquet at the gate was an allusion to the Western Han Dynasty, which was a small fallacy here.)
The first two sentences were not much, but the last two sentences were really amazing.
The setting sun was infinitely beautiful, but it fell into the dusk.
This expressed Shen Lang's infinite love for Xuan Wu Mansion, but it expressed pessimism and despair about the future of the Kim family.
The sun set in the west, and no one could save it.
This was just like the destruction of Xuan Wu Mansion. It was the general trend, and no one could reverse it, not even Shen Lang's talent.
The key was that the sky outside at this time was setting in the west.
This scene, this heart, this feeling, the whole poem was full of pessimism and desolation.
Such a sentence was rarely seen in a hundred years. It was really a natural poem, and a clever hand came across it by chance.
It really made one sigh, it was really shocking.
Shen Lang knew that he had to stop when he was ahead, so as not to go too far.
The task of today's banquet was completed. Don't reveal anything, and continue to let the enemy think that Xuan Wu Mansion would be defeated.
This way, when the battle for Jinshan Island was won, they could give the enemy a fatal blow.
Therefore, Shen Lang's face was full of sorrow, and he said sadly, "I feel unwell.
I'll take my leave now. I'll see you on the martial arts arena in four days. "
"At that time, the life and death of Xuan Wu Mansion will be up to the will of Heaven, but the Heavenly Dao is so unfair!"
Then, he got up and staggered away, alone and lonely, as if it was a sign that the end of Xuan Wu Mansion was coming.
However, there was only one sentence in Shen Lang's heart: Four days later, see how I cripple you.
Zhu Lanting and Zhu Wenhua, you're lucky, you won't die today. After the battle for Jinshan Island, if I don't kill you, I'll f * ck you.
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