Jia Cong told people a joke, saying that Li Taibai's name was strange. Everyone became surprised when they heard it, and they all asked him: "Li Taibai is a great poet, why is it strange?"

Jia Cong frowned after hearing this and said, "Why aren't you surprised that a good person would name Taibai? I guess he was born too white, so he was called Taibai?"

All the ladies and ladies couldn't stop laughing after hearing this, so someone kindly explained to him: "My family name is Taibai, my real name is Bai, and my name is Li Bai. Some people call him Li Taibai, which has nothing to do with Bai or Bai."

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After hearing this, Jia Cong hurriedly thanked him and said: "I see, thank you sister for telling me. I'm still surprised why he has such a strange name. Besides, his poems are not necessarily that good."

Everyone was even more surprised after hearing this, and they all said: "Li Bai's poems are very good. He is known as the Immortal of Poetry. Why can't you say it well?"

After hearing this, Jia Cong sneered again and again, shook his head and said: "It's just what others say. If his poems are really good, can you ladies and gentlemen tell me what's so good about them?"

Everyone was relatively speechless for a moment when they heard him ask this question: This kind of thing is a bit mysterious and can only be understood but not explained. Besides, everyone said yes, so he had no choice but to follow suit, but he insisted on telling Li Bai's poem.

How and why it is so good, it is difficult for everyone to explain.

Just listen to Jia Cong continue to say: "It doesn't matter if Li Taibai's name is weird. I don't care if he is Li Taibai or Li Taihei. In short, his poems are also very bad. They are a little too casual and make people uncomfortable."

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Everyone was surprised when they heard this, and they all said in astonishment: "Li Shixian's poems are very condensed. One more point is indispensable and one part less is not good. How can you say it is too casual? You are really talking nonsense."

Jia Cong saw that everyone was looking at him with disdain, and his expression was very mocking. He glanced at Jia Mu secretly again, and saw that the old man was calm and looked at him with a smile. He couldn't help but feel relieved: It's okay.

She believed in herself and knew that her nonsense had an ulterior motive, and she was not afraid of embarrassing the Jia family.

After looking at Jia Mu, Jia Cong quickly glanced at the old concubine and saw that she was looking at him with half-closed eyes and a smile, but no emotion or anger could be seen on her face.

Jia Cong then looked at the crowd and said loudly: "What I said makes sense. I thought I told my dad the same way at the beginning, and my dad also said I was talking nonsense. But after I gave an example, my dad

I was speechless, because I couldn’t defeat me, so I was beaten severely. If you don’t believe me, just look at it..."

As he spoke, Jia Cong actually raised his arm and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a skinny arm. Everyone looked over and saw a long scar on his thin arm. Although it was not very conspicuous over time, it was still visible.

It turns out that the beating that day was really serious.

Everyone saw that Jia Cong was not very old now, and he was even weaker a few years ago. Thinking about it, he was really pitiful.

So everyone felt very distressed and asked: "Since your father was silenced by you, why did he beat you?"

Jia Cong glanced at the little mouth and said: "Isn't it because of Li Taibai or Li Taihei? He wrote randomly, and I just said something, and he scolded me and said that I didn't respect the saints and didn't study hard to make progress.

, he also called me a little bastard, picked up a vase and smashed it over..."

Everyone couldn't bear it after hearing this, and they all said: "It's just that I don't want to study. Is it worth being so cruel? What if it's broken?"

Jia Cong said aggrievedly: "Isn't that what I mean? So what if I don't like studying? But my father said that if I didn't study hard, I would be disgraced by the Holy Spirit. I would be sorry for the blessings of the Holy One, and I would be sorry for my ancestors. He even threatened me.

If I don't concentrate on my studies, I will be beaten to death."

After hearing this, all the ladies and ladies admired: "Your family is very strict, which is really typical of everyone, but you, young master, are pitiful..."

When the old lady heard this, she couldn't help but sigh: "That's not true. I and Jia's family are family friends, and I know it best. Nowadays, the gentlemen in Jia's family are better. It was quite good when the old man in Jia's family was alive."

The children and grandchildren are even more powerful. Instead of taking care of children, they are like judging prisoners!"

Jia's mother couldn't help but nod her head after hearing this, and sighed repeatedly. Everyone saw the old concubine talking, and hurriedly echoed her words, praising the Jia family one after another.

When Jia Cong saw everyone like this, he was secretly proud of himself. He was about to make some nonsense again, but he heard the lady who made a bet with him laughed and asked: "Young Master, what did you say to make your father furious? What did you say?"

Come out and let us all listen and see if you deserve to be beaten."

Everyone was extremely curious when they heard this and looked at Jia Cong again. But Jia's mother knew that Jia Cong was all nonsense. How could she not know about the son she gave birth to? The boss, Jia She, never liked reading. Why?

Will they force their children to study and improve?

But the old man has lived a lifetime and has long understood that even his biological son has things he can say and things he cannot say. If he talks too much, it will not only not help the matter, but also lead to enmity. Why does this happen? Therefore, the old lady

I always pretend to be deaf and dumb, pretend to be confused while pretending to understand, and just muddle along.

It is true that she values ​​Jia Cong in her heart, but what she values ​​​​is that this boy is bold and clever, and he tells lies perfectly but has nothing to do with Jia She.

This time Jia Cong spoke nonsense again in front of everyone, but he greatly praised the Jia family. The old man was naturally happy and would not blame him in the slightest.

Besides, what Jia Cong said was just a joke. If others were willing to take it as the truth, there was nothing she could do about it.

Therefore, the more the old lady looked at Jia Cong, the happier she became. When the countess asked again, she stared at Jia Cong with curiosity to see what nonsense he could come up with.

Jia Cong was calm and pouted and said: "Of course I'm not talking nonsense. That day I picked a line from Li Taibai's poem and asked it to my father, but he couldn't say anything and could only beat me to vent his anger.

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Everyone laughed again and asked hurriedly: "Speak quickly, tell me quickly, which line of the poem by the Poet Immortal is bad? Tell it and let everyone comment on it."

Jia Cong then said: "It's this sentence "Li Bai is going to travel in a boat". It was written too casually. It's hard for him to think of it."

Everyone was even more surprised after hearing this, and they all hurriedly said: "What's wrong with this poem? It's so good, but it's so casual. Young Master, why don't we come and listen to it?"

Jia Cong snorted coldly and said: "Li Bai is about to leave in a boat. What does this poem mean? Doesn't it mean that he was hungry and filled a bowl of porridge to be put on the table to eat? This kind of thing can also be written

Can it be passed down through the ages if it is written into poetry? If so, I can write a hundred or a thousand sentences!"

When everyone heard his misinterpretation of the poem, they were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter. Everyone burst into tears from laughter. Even the lord and lady laughed so hard that she couldn't stand up straight. She pointed at Jia Cong and said with a smile: "You
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