Lu Chensheng wrote down the poem, and sat on the side with the scholars drinking.

At this time, Yun Yun copied a few copies by herself and let her maid send the poem out.

The girls who were still preparing for the poetry meeting suddenly saw a maid hurriedly pinching a piece of paper and sending it to the poetry meeting.

"Miss He, this is a Lantern Festival poem written by Li Gongzi, and my young lady specially asked the slave to send it."

As he spoke, he sent the poem up.

"Oh, those scholars also wrote Lantern Festival poems? I thought that since those scholars didn't want to participate in the poetry meeting, they would probably not write poems, but I didn't expect that there were really scholars who wrote them. ”

Cai Ziwei was slightly surprised at this moment.

The rest of the talented girls on the side nodded their heads one by one at this moment, feeling indeed a little unexpected.

He Sijun smiled slightly when he heard this, "Let's just see how this Li Gongzi writes." ”

"It's okay, when I read what he wrote, it's not too late for me to wait to write."

"Well, I hope those scholars won't let me be disappointed this time."

The women pursed their lips slightly, and they all turned their heads to look at them with a chuckle, and their eyes were full of curiosity.

"Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind. More blown down, the stars are like rain. ”

He Sijun on the side spread out the paper, then raised his eyes and looked over, and couldn't help but read out loud when the poem entered his eyes.

When the poem was slowly read out, her pretty face changed slightly.

At this time, the rest of the women also changed their faces.

"BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, and the fish and dragon dance all night. ”

Cai Ziwei couldn't help but continue to read it, and the different colors in her eyes became more and more intense.

The rest of the women were all shining in their eyes at this moment, and they couldn't wait to continue watching.

"The moth snow willow is golden, and the laughter is full of dark fragrance..."

"The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim."

All the women were silent at this moment, and they were all staring at the poem blankly.

After a long while, they looked at each other, "We, do we still write poems?" ”

He Sijun was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then glanced at the poem in front of her, in her mind at the moment, there was only one night of fish and dragon dance, and the crowd was looking for him thousands of these verses.

At this time, she has completely lost the interest in making poems before, and she only feels that if she is writing poems, she will definitely be ashamed of herself in front of the comparison.

When the other women heard this, they all shook their heads after glancing at each other.

"This pearl is ahead, how dare we compete for the light?"

"Yes, I only have this poem in my mind now, and I can't write it when I am asked to write it."

The women on the side all shook their heads at this moment, they didn't think about writing.

Cai Ziwei also shook her head at this moment, "I didn't think about it, this scholar didn't write poems with us, but what he wrote was so good, this is already everyone's model." ”

"I think it's because this Li Gongzi didn't think about participating in the poetry meeting to write poems at all, so I haven't seen him appear at the poetry meeting where we wait."

"Which Li Gongzi is this?"

As soon as everyone asked, they immediately subconsciously glanced at the paper, and then saw that they were written in Juanxiu small characters on the paper, Li Junfang.

Seeing this, Cai Ziwei was stunned, and immediately thought of the man who was fishing alone in the cold river and snow by the river.

He wrote this poem?

Thinking of this, Cai Ziwei had mixed feelings.

With the other party's poetic talent, I still feel that the poems written by the other party are mediocre, and I am really ashamed!

But who will be the person who is looking for him in this crowd?

At this moment, the rest of the women also thought like this, if this person was referring to themselves, how nice would it be?

The women thought about it in their hearts, and then came back to their senses, as soon as this poem came out, I was afraid that in the future, they would say that there was no talent in Chunnan City, but they were going to change it.

After all, this poem is much more than them, and the previous poem last night was written by the west wind withering the green tree, which is also very good.

From these two songs, you can completely see the talent of this Li Gongzi, and for a while, the hearts of all the women were pounding.

It's a pity that the other party seems to be in trouble...

It's a pity...

....

By the time Lu Chensheng returned to the White Mansion, it was not early.

Originally, I thought that if it was too early to end, I would still be able to take Xiaoyu to guess the lantern riddle or something.

Lu Chensheng looked at the two lanterns in his hand, which he got by guessing the lantern riddle when he came back.

I don't know if Xiaoyu likes it or not.

Lu Chensheng entered the White Mansion, and then saw that Xiaoyu and the two girls had returned.

"Uncle!"

Seeing Lu Chensheng coming back, Xiao Yu stepped forward impromptuly.

"Here, a lantern for you."

Lu Chensheng handed the lantern to Xiao Yu, and handed Bai Yi to the side.

After Bai Yi took it, his face didn't fluctuate much.

Xiaoyu looked at it happily several times, and then looked up at her uncle.

"Uncle, the Lantern Festival poem you wrote, everyone is looking for him thousands of times, who is the person who is looking for him?"

As he spoke, he looked at Lu Chensheng with great curiosity.

At this moment, even Bai Yi on the side turned his head to look at it, as if he was extremely concerned.

Lu Chensheng was stunned when he heard this, "How do you know that your uncle wrote a poem?" ”

"Doesn't my uncle know yet? The Qingyu case you wrote has spread all over Chunnan City. ”

Because Yun Yun sent the poems to some of her friends, the circle of literati was originally very small, and it didn't take a moment to send it, and the streets and alleys were spreading this Qingyu case.

At this time, Lu Chensheng didn't know yet.

Lu Chensheng was stunned when he heard this, and probably didn't expect that there would be such a situation.

"Uncle, you haven't told me who it is?"

Xiaoyu asked again.

Lu Chensheng waved his hand when he heard this, "Poetry, it's just a word written on a random basis." ”

Lu Chensheng didn't answer, just said a perfunctory sentence, and then went back to the house, he drank a lot of wine tonight, and Lu Chensheng was a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that Lu Chensheng didn't answer, Xiaoyu was a little disappointed, and her heart was also puffing up.

Miss is on the side, won't my aunt say something nice?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu looked at the young lady on the side and asked tentatively.

"Miss, the meaning of this poem must refer to Miss."

Hearing this, Bai Yi glanced at Xiao Yu, "Whoever he likes to refer to is good." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and left, and the keen Xiaoyu noticed that when her own lady left, she stomped her feet slightly, obviously her own young lady was not so careless as she seemed.

It's all low-alcohol wine, but if you drink too much, you will still get drunk, and Lu Chensheng didn't have long to sleep directly when he returned to the house.

It was Xiaoyu who came in to help drag the coat.