Lu Qingke sat on the side, listening to these talented girls talking about his brother, and he didn't know what kind of expression he should show for a while.

I heard them inadvertently mention their brother before, and they were extremely embarrassed.

This has just entered the imperial capital, and he has done a lot of things that make people feel angry.

The blackmail on the street, in fact, most of what outsiders hear is just a scene of his brother bullying others, but not many people care about the reason.

And killing people in front of the county order, that is even more because he feels that his brother has no king's law, so he kills people wantonly, just relying on the fact that he is the only male in the Lu family now.

There are even a few talented women who find Lu Qingke to appease her, thinking that Lu Qingke will have such a brother in the future, and she may be bullied.

Lu Qingke couldn't cry or laugh when he heard it, and he wanted to defend a few words, but he didn't know where to start.

Seeing them so fascinated by their brother's appearance at this time, Lu Qingke couldn't cry or laugh.

If one day, they knew that their brother was Lu Chensheng, and they didn't know what kind of expression it would be.

But about that, my brother may have left the imperial capital at that time, right?

Previously, when she was in contact with her brother's maid, she happened to hear that her brother would not stay in the imperial capital for long.

The more the scholars on the side listened to what the talented women said, the more helpless they felt.

Looking at them like this, they don't care about what they and others write at all, and they all pay attention to Lu Chensheng.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I heard that this Brother Lu wrote a Lantern Festival poem, I wonder if you can let me wait to take a look?"

A scholar couldn't help it, just patronizing to listen to how they praised Lu Chensheng.

As for how this poem is, they have never seen it, and they are a little unconvinced in their hearts, they just want to see this poem.

I want to know if this is really worthy of their praise.

The talented girls were slightly stunned when they heard this, and after glancing at the scholars on the side, a trace of curiosity rose in their hearts.

The poems written by Lu Chensheng are naturally extremely good, but these scholars are usually famous, so they should have written some good poems.

Thinking of this, they immediately handed over the poems.

"You sons, I think this poem has already been written, I wonder if you can let the little girl and others take a look?"

Li Yi got up at this moment, put her hands together and bowed slowly.

When the scholars heard this, their faces suddenly looked much better.

The poems written by themselves and others will naturally not be bad, they nodded and said while looking at the poems written by Lu Chensheng.

"Naturally, the ink should be..."

Li Changfeng looked at the poems in front of him as he spoke, but then he suddenly froze in place, and he didn't continue for a while.

At this time, the rest of the scholars looked at the poems in front of them, and their faces were also very exciting.

After a moment, he suddenly brushed his sleeves away.

Although I have always felt that the Lantern Festival poems I wrote were good, but now compared with this Lu Chensheng, I suddenly feel that I have written this poem in vain.

They still have some ability to appreciate poetry, and naturally know that their poetry cannot be compared with Lu Chensheng's at all.

This poem is written by Shangque very warmly, full of feelings between men and women after dusk during the Shangyuan Festival.

In the end, it is a strong contrast between the moon and the lamp, but the people are gone.

This kind of poetic conception is no longer comparable to the poems they wrote.

In addition, they also know about Lu Chensheng, which is a true portrayal of each other's lives, how can they compare?

I knew in my heart that even if I took out this poem, it would only become extremely dim in comparison, so it was better not to take it out.

Some of the scholars took the poems they had written and turned around and left.

On weekdays, they don't even realize that there is something to compete.

But not today, the light of the bright moon and fireflies is really difficult to compare.

The talented girls originally thought that they could see what poems these talented people had written.

Now I saw that they had all accepted their poems one by one, and the scene of turning around and leaving was suddenly stunned.

"What's wrong with these scholars, why don't they even want me to wait for a look at the poems?"

"Maybe I feel ashamed, think about it carefully, the Lantern Festival poems they wrote in the past seem to be gorgeous, at first glance, I naturally still feel extremely beautiful, the poems are extremely unusual.

But if you look closely, you can see that the poem seems to be hollow, and people don't understand its meaning. ”

A talented woman thought for a moment, and then spoke.

In the past, I didn't think there was anything, but now with Lu Chensheng's poem, when I see them like this, I find a problem when I compare them.

The rest of the talented women thought about it carefully, and then they all nodded.

To say that this is indeed the case, compared with Lu Chensheng's poems, there is a lot of artistic conception missing in their poems.

Or rather, there's nothing at all.

In this way, they turned away and seemed to be in the past.

But fortunately, there is such a poem that can be talked about tonight.

The excitement of the Lantern Festival lasted until very late, which gradually subsided.

Lu Chensheng took a few girls to play for a long time, and saw that they were a little tired on the fifth day of the junior high school, so he took the girls and started to walk back.

When I returned to the place where Lu Chensheng hung the white paper, I found that the white paper was still hanging here, and there were many people around the side, but the lantern was still hanging and was not taken away.

Passers-by were still talking, wondering what the blank paper meant.

It stands to reason that any riddle should have a hint or something, but just this one, just hanging a blank piece of paper for people to guess, how can people guess?

But on the contrary, the person who came up with the question was solving the riddle with a scholar before, and such an elegant thing was passed on.

With this method, no one will think that this is the scholar fooling the rest.

It can only be said that this scholar really has a lot of intentions in it, but outsiders don't know it.

After Lu Chensheng glanced at the blank paper, he continued to walk towards the Lu Mansion with the third daughter of the fifth junior high school.

Shouyue was still a little reluctant on the side, and leaned forward to ask Lu Chensheng what this blank paper meant.

It's just that Lu Chensheng shook his head with a smile and didn't answer, which made Shouyue Silver Tooth couldn't help biting his lip, but he was helpless.