Xiao Jiading walked forward slowly, paying attention to the signs on both sides. He didn't walk far. Sure enough, he saw the "Cuiyufang" mentioned by the waiter. The tall and grand three-story building was a little higher than the other ones. At the gate were even more beautiful, and the luxuriously dressed scholars came in and out.

Xiao Jiading picked a few branches as thick as a thumb from a willow tree on the side of the road, made a banner with the words written on the white cloth, and stood at the door of the "Cuiyu Building". He didn't say anything, but just waited with a smile.

Soon a scholar came over to look at it and saw a couplet on the banner, with the upper and lower couplets saying:

Five car poem courage,

Eight-killed talents!

Horizontal draft: "Making friends through poetry"

There are four other words below, which are written: "Seven Steps to Become a Poetry"!

There was a string of copper coins on the middle branch, and some were used up, and there were about 800 tins of money.

A chubby scholar was preparing to enter Cuiyu Tower with several servants. When he saw a group of people around him, he came over curiously, separated the crowd, and went to Xiao Family Ding, looked up and down at his banner, and asked with a smile: "Seven steps to make poetry is interesting, but I don't know how to make friends with poetry?"

"In Xia Xiao Family Ding, I heard that Yizhou is the most popular in the world. My younger brother loves poetry and essays because he has no good teachers and friends. I heard that literati here often lingers, so he dares to pick banners and make friends with poetry. If there is a brother who is willing to accept it, both parties will give three questions each. Please choose one of them to write poems. If they can't do it, they will lose! They have all been made. Please comment on who wins and who will lose. The lottery has always been the same! However, the number of poems is limited to seven steps!"

The scholars watching were in an uproar and stared at him in a daze. Seven steps into poetry, which was quite awesome.

The fat scholar was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak when a handsome young scholar next to him was already laughing: "Hahaha, seven steps into poetry? Do you think you are Cao Zhi?"

"If you don't believe it, you might as well try it!"

The elegant scholar said, "If you lose, the copper coins you have always on your guise will belong to me?"

"That's right! If you lose, please lose my usual copper coins."

Seeing that Xiao Family Ding was so confident, the scholar couldn't help but look at him in confusion.

I heard from Xiao Jiading that he could make poetry in seven steps and bet on a consistent basis. Many scholars came to see the fun and talked a lot.

The elegant scholar sneered, "Seven Steps to Become a Poetry, you are too arrogant. Zhong is already very arrogant. I didn't expect that there is someone more crazy than Zhong. OK, Zhong must know and spend Yi Guan to see if you really have the ability to become a Poetry in seven steps." After that, he stepped out, waved his hand and said to the follower's book boy: "Get Yi Guan to Become Yi Guan!"

The book boy took out his usual copper coins, held them in his hand, looked at Xiao Jiading with a sneer on his face, and said, "Our young master is the number one talented man in Yizhou! You have met a true Buddha!"

The number one talented man in Yizhou? Wasn’t Huang Shiyun, who was known as the number one talented woman in Yizhou? This number one is too valuable, and she met two in one day.

Xiao Jiading smiled and said, "I would like to ask my brother, Taizun's name?"

"Let's go to Zhong Wenbo!" said proudly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the scholars around them exclaimed, looking at him with admiration.

Zhong Wenbo seemed to be a little confident in his name. Unexpectedly, the scholar in front of him looked indifferent, and he couldn't help but become even more angry.

Xiao Jiading said: "Mr. Zhong, please give me a poem. Then I give me a poem. Each of them is three topics. One of them is selected by the other party, and the poem will be made into seven steps. However, in the beginning, the topics that are presented must be able to get into poetry. Don't make things difficult for others if you can't get on the table."

Xiao Jiading recited Tang poetry hard under his parents' sticks since he was a child. Not to mention the pediatrics of 300 Tang poetry, many of the best poems in tens of thousands of Tang poetry are familiar with each other. Now it is only the early Tang Dynasty, and many famous Tang Dynasty masters have not yet been born, so it is believed that there should be no big problem to deal with this situation. If you want to make money for errands in a short time, you can only rely on this method of plagiarism.

To be on the safe side, he emphasized a few more sentences later, requiring that the other party’s poems must be able to get into the top and enter the top. In this way, if the other party’s three questions are not related to the Tang poems he can recite, then he can find the other party’s questions to be wrong, and he can’t say that they can’t get into the top and let the other party make the questions again. This is a way out, so as not to give some strange questions and deviate from them and cannot cheat.

Zhong Wenbo sneered and said, "Seven steps become poetry, after all, it is not easy, so I will naturally not make things difficult for you. However, if you say something ugly, you will be in front of it. Seven steps become poetry, that must be poetry. Don't just make a few rumor-like poems to fool people. Those present are not afraid of sand in their eyes!"

"That's natural!" Xiao Jiading smiled faintly, "If that's the case, I still have the attitude to ask for money? If you and all the brothers present think I'm a rumor, then I'll just find a crack in the ground to get in."

Many people who were not very knowledgeable onlookers laughed, but those scholars who were well-read in poetry did not laugh because they knew that if the other party had no real skills, they would not dare to say that. It seemed that they were afraid that there would be a fight between the dragon and the tiger. They all opened their eyes widened and looked at them with excitement.

"Good words!" Zhong Wenbo sneered, glanced at his Shutong beside him and the servant holding the money box behind him, and looked at Xiao Jiading with his eyes squintedly, "You help Brother Xiao find a crack in the ground. We must appreciate our seven-step poem brother Xiao's ability to drill into the ground!"

The Shutong and the servant both laughed. Shutong pointed to the gutter beside him and said, "This is good. When he loses later, he will crawl out of this gutter."

The crowd laughed again.

Zhong Wenbo nodded: "This is a good idea!" Yin Yin looked at Xiao Jiading and said: "What do you think Brother Xiao?"

Xiao Jiading shrugged and said, "Whoever loses will get into the gutter!"

"Okay!" Zhong Wenbo's lips smiled a bit, "Then Zhong is going to make a question!" He raised his hand and pointed to the "Cuiyu Tower" behind him, "You think that the Turtle Master or the singer in this building will be chosen to write a poem."

When Xiao Jiading heard him get the title, he laughed. There were very few people in Tang poetry about Turtle, but there were so many related to the singer of the **, and there were no problems with the poems. Of course, when it comes to some of these erotic lyrics and erotic songs, his parents naturally did not let him recite them, but Xiao Jiading secretly recited them when he recited Tang poetry himself, because there were several sets of various versions of the full Tang poetry appreciation in his bedroom, including many such verses.

He had already understood it, but he pretended to be pondering and thoughtful, held the banner and began to slowly pace forward.

He moved forward, and the people around him followed, looking at him one by one, waiting for his ridiculous look of blowing his skin.

Zhong Wenbo's book boy also smiled and said to Xiao Jiading: "I can warn you that our young master is well-read and has nothing to do in the world. If you want to plagiarize, you will be humiliating yourself!"

Plagiarism? I just plagiarize in person, and you don’t know if you break your head!

Zhong Wenbo looked around proudly as he walked out step by step, but he had not yet moved the poem. He looked around proudly and said loudly: "Everyone, we are about to see Brother Xiao, who is challenging Yizhou poetry and prose, crawling out of the gutter. It's rare to have an opportunity. Come and see it quickly!"

When he shouted, many people came to watch.

Xiao Jiading didn't hear it at all, walked out seven steps, then stopped, turned around and looked at Zhong Wenbo, smiled gloomyly, and said, "Let's see who is drilling into the gutter!"

In order to make money, such a scene does not require a poetic poet like Li Du, to come forward, just find a slightly more famous poet's work. Now, I slowly recite the "Prostitute's Remake" by the poet Shi Jianwu of the late Tang Dynasty:

The cloud bun has already collected the golden phoenix,

Clever and light makeup.

I don't know that the new song played last night.

I am still in someone's house to draw the beams.

This poem describes watching a singer get up in the morning to dress up, sighing in her heart, I don’t know whose house she went to sing last night, and the sound was still circling. In particular, the last sentence quotes the allusion of "The lingering sound is circling around the beams, and it lasts for three days" in "Liezi Tangwen", describing the beautiful and vivid voice of the singer, and it is also mixed with some jealousy, reflecting her love for the singer.

The scholars watching were filled with admiration. They saw that he had indeed become a poem in seven steps, and this poem was also extraordinary, and they were amazed at the moment.

Seeing that he had indeed become a poem in seven steps, Zhong Wenbo took a breath and looked him up and down, saying, "I don't believe that this poem was really something you thought of within seven steps. It's not your previous poem, but now you are showing off?"

Xiao Jiading shrugged: "If you don't believe it, you can change the topic and try it. However, before this, you have to start a poem with seven steps. Let's discuss the winner and lose in this game."

Zhong Wenbo looked at the scholars around him and could only bite the bullet and said, "Okay! You're making the questions!"

Xiao Jiading had already thought about what topic to ask for, of course he could not give off any odd topics, so as not to gossip others. The bet was that the other party could not make a poem in seven steps. He smiled and said, "Just take the mood of brother, me, and all of you present as the topic."

The three topics presented by Xiao Jiading are based on their current mood, so that the other party can avoid using the poems he wrote before to perfunctorily.

Sure enough, Zhong Wenbo's face changed slightly after hearing this, and his mind was empty for a moment.

Xiao Jiading said: "Seven steps to become a poem! Brother can start leaving."

Zhong Wenbo walked forward mechanically, thinking quickly in his head. Seeing his feet moving forward, he still had nothing in his head. He had just finished seven steps. He was nervous and couldn't even get a word. Everyone laughed. Zhong Wenbo didn't feel a little angry and said to Xiao Jiading: "Your topic is strange! Even you can't write it yourself!"
Chapter completed!