Qin walked over there, and several top families in Jiangnan came with her behind her. I didn't see my uncle today, but I heard that there was something at home, so I hurried back to Lanling.

"I heard that the style of the master of the horse is unparalleled in the world, and I don't know if I can appreciate the style of the master of the horse today?"

At this time, these celebrities in the south of the Yangtze River all looked at Chen Fang, Chen Fang's literary brilliance, which was spread from Chang'an to the Tang Dynasty, starting from the prince's birthday banquet, and the poems and essays that spread throughout Chang'an, although not much. But as long as every song comes out, it must be amazing.

Chen Fang looked at Qin, but he could understand the thoughts of this beautiful widow. This woman's heart, he guessed at this time, and most of them could guess it.

Insight into people's hearts, Chen Fang can't do it yet, but some simple meanings can be heard clearly.

Jiangnan is heavy on poetry and literature, even more so than in the north, once in this Wuyi Alley, there was a Xie Lingyun, as for those who are enough to glorify the Chinese literary world, Jiangnan is indeed a lot.

Qin is using this to show his literary brilliance in front of these Jiangnan celebrities.

Is it difficult to compose poetry? It's difficult, but it's hard to memorize poems, it's also difficult, and it's not difficult to memorize it.

"Wild grass and flowers by the Vermilion Bird Bridge, and the sunset at the mouth of Wuyi Alley."

Chen Fang said lightly, and at this time he was holding on to the railing of the Vermilion Bird Bridge. Looking at the Wuyi Lane not far away. But it was just when the sunset was about to set, and these two sentences were very appropriate at this time.

A group of celebrities in the south of the Yangtze River listened to it, and only felt that the poems of the master of the horse really lived up to their reputation, and standing by the Vermilion Bird Bridge at this time, these two poems made people feel more in the scene.

Qin did it intentionally, but after listening to these two sentences, he was still impressed by the literary brilliance of the horse master, and it was really famous, but there was nothing that the horse master couldn't do, except for having children.

However, the master only said two words, and no one dared to disturb him at this time, for fear of messing up the poetry of the master of the horse.

In fact, where will Chen Fang be disturbed by poetry, he can recite poetry, but he can't compose. Since it is a memorization of poetry, there is no such thing as being disturbed by poetry.

Just now, it was also because he was infected by his vision, and Qin opened his mouth again to make himself famous in this Jiangnan, so he recited this eternal swan song "Wuyi Lane".

As for why I didn't choose the song "Bo Qinhuai", I probably think it doesn't fit the scene. The two poems are both sung through the ages, there is no superiority or disadvantage, and they are used for recitation at this time, but it is Liu Yuxi's one that is more suitable.

If it's Li Shangyin's song, it's actually too sad.

Those Jiangnan celebrities were all looking at Chen Fang, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the horse to recite the next sentence.

Chen Fang held on to the railing, patted it gently, and looked in the direction of Wuyi Lane at this time, looking at the slanting sun that had dyed the sky red.

"In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people."

At this time, the surrounding Shangyuan County officials and a group of Jiangnan celebrities dared to breathe.

"Master Pony's literary talents, it is really unparalleled in the world, I admire it."

"Yes! In this situation, and then the poem of the horse master, it really makes people feel that it is wonderful. ”

"Master Horse, I will definitely let the best ink writers in Jiangnan write this poem and hang it in the hall."

"You! Why don't you ask for a piece of ink treasure, but also write it by an ink guest? ”

"Master Pony, can you give me a piece of ink treasure?"

"My handwriting isn't pretty!"

Chen Fang said a word, it is one word, lazy.

"I would like my daughter to ask for a piece of ink treasure from the master of the horse!"

, don't say it earlier, daughter, no matter how ugly this word is, I also wrote it. Chen Fang said in his heart, but his face was naturally unchanged.

"Well, today's _ horse will be embarrassed once, come to someone, prepare paper, ink, pen and inkstone."

At this time, someone had already gone to prepare, and after a while, by the Vermilion Bird Bridge, a wooden table was set up, a chair was placed, and Qin laid out the shengxuan for the horse master, where Qian'er's red sleeves added fragrance and made ink for Chen Fang.

Chen Fangti's pen fell, and the four lines of poetry were drunk in one stroke, without a pause in between.

His calligraphy is an old Chinese medicine doctor, and it has the taste of an old Chinese medicine doctor writing prescriptions, a smell of medicine.

At this time, a group of celebrities in the south of the Yangtze River saw it, and only praised Ma Ye for a good word, but he just said that the word was not good, but he was modest. Chen Fang understands that the words are good only because they were written by themselves.

The Qianlong Emperor of later generations was good at writing poems, and the bullshit articles made by a Manchurian Dazi Emperor are not praised by everyone, and they are not yet identities. Without that identity, everything is mediocre.

At this time, someone asked for Mobao, but if he was willing to ask for a word, Chen Fanggai naturally did not refuse.

He didn't have too much silver, let alone gold.

I didn't expect this harvest today, some people buy horse bones, some people ask for a word, in this world, if there are really rich people's thoughts, it is really not something that people can guess.

After writing, Chen Fang specially told that the gold must be delivered. He writes for gold.

At this time, the sunset had set, Shangyuan County became much darker, Wuyi Lane disappeared, and the Vermilion Bird Bridge became blurred.

Chen Fang got up, and someone was already lighting up in front of him with a red lantern.

Came to Shangyuan County, naturally it is the Shangyuan County Order to settle the residence, the choice is Shangyuan originally a big house, at this time there is no owner, before let people take care of it carefully, Chen Fang and his party lived in it, Chen Fang looked at the courtyard flowers and trees, deserted, some ponds have dried up, but the scale is really not small.

"Master Horse, let you be wronged, Shangyuan is not as good as the previous health city, many houses here are deserted, this is one of the best places."

"No problem!"

"Master Ma rest early, and come back tomorrow!"

Chen Fang nodded, and Shangyuan County ordered to retreat.

Over there, Qin asked people to clean up the residence of the master of the horse again, and also asked people to bring their own spare bedding on the ship, for fear that Shangyuan County would not prepare well.

Shangyuan County is only a county suppressed by the imperial court at this time, and what good supplies can be prepared for the concubine.

Chen Fang practiced swords, practiced with Fengyi, and couldn't fall behind wherever he did his daily homework.

When I returned to my residence, I saw that Qian'er was already on the bed, with her clothes, shoes and socks next to her.

"Master Pony, Qian'er has already warmed the bed."

Chen Fang reached into the quilt, felt the warmth between the futons, and stroked the girl's body again.

"Qian'er, those girls Qin gave me will be your maids in the future."

"Ah, Qian'er is the maid of the master of the horse, how can she have her own maid?"

"You will be in charge of the South Workshop in the future, and you will not be served by anyone, and you will not be able to see your identity."

"Then Master Ma, you gave all the maids you sent to Qian'er, will Qin complain in his heart."

"I'll keep one, after all, it's not easy to find a woman with a natural body fragrance."

"Well, Qian'er listens to Master Ma."

Chen Fang patted his buttocks and sat on the edge of the couch.

"Qian'er, your thoughts will change in the future, for example, you are not my maid, but my woman. Also, you should be flattered, served, and stammered. Got it? ”

"Master Pony!"