What is the Poetry Society? To put it bluntly, it is a place to call friends and form parties for personal gain, and many famous stories through the ages have come out of this kind of occasion, and where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are disputes.

The literati have not changed since ancient times, and now there is a very interesting chain of contempt in the literati circle of the Great Song Dynasty, the same literati who write poetry look down on those who write prose, those who write prose look down on those who write prose, and those who write prose look down on those who write essays.

And Song Beiyun, who wrote it, looked down on all of them.

Nowadays, there are all kinds of serials in the newspaper every day, and most of these writers are low-level literati, who rack their brains every day for a few mouthfuls of food, but in the end they can't withstand the words of high-ranking celebrities.

However, these people still have the appeal of the people, Song Beiyun's thirteen newspapers, nine have made a lot of money because of all kinds of newspapers, and the remaining four are official newspapers, agricultural newspapers, labor newspapers and commercial newspapers, barely protecting the capital, and issuing employee benefits every New Year is also a loss, but because these four types of newspapers are relatively professional, even if someone has suggested that he merge the workers, peasants and commercial newspapers, he did not do it, because the logo of the workers' newspaper is a hammer, and the logo of the agricultural newspaper is a sickle. Handelsblatt's logo was a round shape that symbolized the wheel, and he felt a little offended when the three things were combined.

Having said that, now at this poetry meeting, the atmosphere is unprecedentedly tense, and the literati next to him don't know who to support, and they can't get over emotionally supporting Song Beiyun, because Song Beiyun's reputation on the side of the reader is extremely poor, and many people privately express their desire to eat his meat raw, although now those who say they want to eat his meat don't even dare to let go of a fart, but they still resist in their hearts.

But if you want to support the prince of Liao, you can't get over it in righteousness, after all, the Liao State swallowed half of the Great Song Dynasty, and forced the Great Song Dynasty to adopt a tributary system that humiliated the country, and gave him an annual offering to the Liao State. If this wants to support the Liao State, it is not clear whether the government will come to the door, but the reputation is probably going to stink on the street, and no one can resist the name of a traitor.

So the scene became silent, and the atmosphere became more and more solemn. Song Beiyun was drinking, and Buddha Baonu was playing with a string of coral beads, seemingly idle, but the momentum of the two of them was a little difficult to even breathe.

Now before Yan Shu came back, the atmosphere had filled the room, Buddha Baonu looked chic and Song Beiyun looked half-drunk and undrunk. Song Beiyun doesn't have to prepare too much, because he is actually in a bad mood now, because the Mid-Autumn Festival, this foreign traveler's rare day of hypocrisy in a year, even the Spring Festival, he is not so hypocritical.

Nervous, probably Buddha Baonu, she was panicked, because he didn't know the background of the person in front of him, and he didn't know what the consequences would be if he really lost to him.

But no matter what, this bet is worth trying, because winning is equivalent to winning Song Beiyun, and winning Song Beiyun is equivalent to winning the world, which Buddha Baonu is not sure of, but as a woman, she has an intuition that others can't match, and this intuition tells her that Song Beiyun is worth the price.

An hour or so Yan Shu came late, not only with a holy decree, but also with a document. Of course, there was a young man behind him, this young man was dressed in a low-key manner, and he couldn't see any characteristics, and as soon as he entered the house, he walked to the corner and sat down, so that even Xiao Song didn't notice him.

"The edict of the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty said ......"

As soon as the holy decree came, everyone in the room gathered in front of them and lined up, although they didn't need to kneel, they still wanted to be dressed and solemn, but Song Beiyun was still leaning on the chair, snoring and not asking about the world.

The content of the decree is about this gambling contract, and the witness is the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, and the document is about the content of the conditions that take effect after the gambling contract is established.

This is the clause that Yan Shu said to make Zhao Xuan agree, because he knew that Song Beiyun would not lose, but Zhao Xuan didn't know that he didn't want to exchange Xiao Song for an ethereal Youzhou.

But after Yan Shu's lobbying, in addition to Youzhou, there was also a condition attached to the terms, that is, to exempt the Great Song Dynasty from tribute.

After reading the paperwork, Buddha Baonu glanced up at Song Beiyun, and signed the agreement with a chuckle, but she also attached a condition, that is, if she wins, the Emperor of Song is not allowed to obstruct it in any way when Song Beiyun leaves the country, otherwise it will be regarded as starting a war.

Yan Shu glanced back at the corner, then nodded, and signed his name on the paperwork.

As a result, this seemingly child's play gambling contract became a serious contract with the intervention of the royal families of both sides.

After Buddha Baonu finished signing, she stepped forward and shook Song Beiyun. Xiao Song woke up, looked up at her, and chuckled: "Anu is very beautiful." ”

Buddha Bonu leaned down and leaned into his ear and said, "If you lose, you will be my man from tonight onwards." ”

"Do you want to sleep?"

"Hahahaha." Buddha Baonu laughed loudly: "Dreaming." ”

After speaking, she knocked on the table with a fan: "The first question is about wine, but you must not write about wine, and peace and joy are not touched." And it can't be seven laws, it can't be five words, and there must be only seven, six, and five characters. ”

Write about wine or not? What is this title? There is nothing wrong with peace and joy, and it is even more sad to write sorrow, but it is a bit embarrassing to write seven laws and five words, right? And do you want a song with five, six, or seven characters? This is damning.

Song Beiyun tilted his head and thought for a while, his eyes were still foggy, he chuckled, and hooked his hand towards Yan Shu: "Come to the pen." ”

Soon, the pen and ink were all up, but Song Beiyun slapped the paper and pointed at the Buddha Treasure Slave: "In ancient times, Li Taibai asked Gao Lishi to take off his boots, and now Song Beiyun asked Buddha Treasure Slave to study ink, come!" Grind me for ink! ”

Buddha Baonu stared at Song Beiyun, and Xiao Song stared at her not to be outdone: "Anu, come!" What are you waiting for? ”

Buddha Baonu chuckled, stepped forward and took off the wine jug on the table, and used wine to study ink, as the fragrance of wine and ink rose, Song Beiyun suddenly grabbed Buddha Baonu's waist with one hand: "I write a sentence and you read it." ”

Buddha Baonu quickly flashed away, and his eyes looked around, only to find that the people around him were looking at them with strange eyes, and their eyes were full of unsightly.

"You...... It's too much of a deception! Buddha Baonu withdrew.

"Scared?" Song Beiyun raised his chin: "If you can't afford to play, don't play, be your eldest prince." ”

Buddha Baonu was the most unprovoked, she stood still, trembling with anger, and then simply turned around and walked back, but refused to let Song Beiyun touch her again.

Song Beiyun saw her cautious appearance, laughed wildly with a drunken state, and picked up a pen while laughing and wrote a whole sentence on the paper in one breath.

Buddha Baonu looked down at his words carefully, but he didn't expect such a bastard to have such a good hand, and he said that the words were like his person, but no matter how he looked at it, this angular and hard font didn't look like this eight-sided traitor could write.

"Read."

Buddha Baonu looked down for a while: "Drink Dongpo at night and wake up drunk, and return like three watches." The child's snort was thunderous. Don't knock on the door, lean on the stick and listen to the sound of the river. ”

After she finished reading it, she looked at it carefully, and it was catchy, but it was not a famous sentence for the ages.

But then Xiao Song began to write while singing: "I don't have this body for a long time, when will I forget the camp?" The night wind is quiet and flat. The boat passed away, and the river and sea sent the rest of his life. ”

When Buddha Baonu finished reading, Yan Shu was also beside him for a long time, and glanced at Song Beiyun with a strange expression. The first two sentences, first "wake up and get drunk", and then "as if", vividly express his indulgence in drinking. Just like the appearance of Song Beiyun now, waking up and getting drunk, getting drunk and waking up, it is exquisite.

But the next few sentences...... It's a little unpredictable, Xiao Song doesn't look like such a broad and open-minded person, if the door can't be opened, he will definitely go in with one foot.

But after reading the second half of the paragraph, Yan Shu sat there quietly for a long time, as if entering that scene, the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, in the dead of night, sitting alone on the bank of the Yangtze River, heaven and earth are the same person, softly sighing in the "Zhuangzi" that "Ru Sheng is not you have" and "all Ru shape, hug Ru Sheng, do not make you think about the camp", a willful nature, from the heart.

The last paragraph suddenly stretched out for no reason, "It's better to take a flat boat and return to the river and sea", but it made this Linjiang fairy charm come out as a whole.

Thinking of Xiao Song's previous and his temperament, Yan Shu suddenly figured out why he always said some frustrating things for no reason. This shows that his ambitions are not fulfilled, and the future is confused.

Thinking of this thorny road, Yan Shu couldn't help but bring it into it and sighed deeply.

And Buddha Baonu looked at Song Beiyun's poem, looked at it for a long time, then turned his head to look at Xiao Song and then looked at the words, and so on three times.

"Ladies and gentlemen, is that okay?" Yan Shu turned to the literati behind him and asked, "What do you think of this word?" ”

At first no one spoke, but when a voice said that the words were good but not enough to be famous, the voice in the room suddenly swelled, and they began a heated argument.

Some people said it was enough, some people said no, and the arguments began.

But after reading it, the Buddha Baonu just sighed faintly, gently covered a piece of white paper on the words written by Song Gou, dried the ink and received the poem into his arms, and gently turned his head to look at Yan Shu: "I lost this round." ”

"Do you want a second round?"

"That's nature." Buddha Baonu showed his little tiger teeth and laughed: "Second round, but you can wake him up, if I call, he will move again." ”

Yan Shu smiled knowingly: "I understand." ”

And the young man in the corner, he was also taking a sip of wine, after hearing Song Beiyun's words, he also secretly applauded but turned his head and secretly felt sad, this poem didn't say that he didn't want to "The boat is gone, and the river and the sea will live for the rest of his life."

It's just that the fate of this person is not up to people after all.