Jing Zhe's purpose in coming to Wuxian Yuan was to sell spirits.

Otherwise, he didn't bother to listen to the noise of these scholars, wouldn't it be fragrant to go directly to the Fragrance Garden?

As for how to market spirits, the method is actually quite simple.

After all, spirits are a scarce item in Datang, as long as the advertising is done well, there is no need to worry about buyers.

The easiest way is to concoct the routine of acting when he was in Yongzhou, but unfortunately, several actors on the mountain are not there, and Hanhan will do some strength to make it easy to use, so that his acting is purely self-harm.

So he could only change his strategy and change his thinking, so that he had the current scene.

"It's a spirit! Dare to ask Ah Kun Gongzi, where did this strong wine come from? ”

Jing Zhe closed the lid, carefully held the wine jar in his arms, and looked at everyone vigilantly, "This... Nature can't tell you! ”

"Ah Kun Gongzi, since you can buy spirits, why not tell us?"

"Yes, yes!"

Jing Zhe shook his head again and again, "I can't tell you, at least not now!" ”

Then he analyzed carefully: "I drank this spirit, and it was easy to write poems and lyrics, and when the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting came, I will definitely be able to show my strength!" If you drink spirits, then you are not trying to steal the first place in my poetry club? ”

“……”

Everyone was a little speechless, and they wanted to say to him: Big brother wake up, you really should be able to compose poems with a sip of spirits? Then you don't need to read a book, just drink with spirits!

At this time, Wang Yingqiu said: "Since the spirits are here, why don't you take a sip of Ah Kun Gongzi now, compose us a poem, and let us open our eyes?" ”

"Yes, yes!"

Everyone clapped their hands again, wanting to see if it was true or not!

With Jing Zhe's arrogant character, you were still heheing to me just now, and in the blink of an eye, you asked me to compose lyrics, so I won't do it!

But considering that he wanted to build momentum for the spirits, he decided not to care so much, and nodded: "Since the owner of the garden said so, then I will reluctantly make a song!" ”

“……”

……

I poured a cup of spirits from the wine jar, and suddenly, the incense filled the garden.

Jing Zhe raised his head, drank it all, and then shouted.

"Good wine!"

Everyone watched his operation quietly, still skeptical about whether he could make poems of the same quality as Chunshui Ci, in fact, even if the quality was poor, they could understand, after all, the starting point of Chunshui Ci was too high, and it was too difficult to surpass it.

And Chen Jiannan next to him had a gloomy face: Pretending to be a ghost, see if you can't do it later, I will return the double you laughed at me just now!

"Alone in the fairy garden without words, the moon is like a hook."

Jing Zhe finished reading the first sentence, and the hall fell silent.

Wang Yingqiu looked at this young man who was still smiling and annoying when he opened his mouth just now, and his aura suddenly changed, which was really interesting.

"Lonely Wutong deep courtyard lock Qingqiu.

The cutting is continuous, and the rationalization is still messy.

It's sorrow.

Don't just have a general taste in mind. ”

In just a few sentences, I finished reading.

"This word..."

Everyone stood on the spot, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have dared to believe that the young man in front of him could really make such a good poem just because he drank a sip of spirits?

Yes, although the quality of this poem cannot surpass the Chunshui word, the quality is almost the same, even if you look at the whole country, there are very few words that can stand out!

"Good words!"

After all, he is a person who loves poetry, Wang Yingqiu's comments have always been about poetry and not about people, chewing carefully twice, and he was immediately moved by the melancholy artistic conception in this word.

Cut constantly, and the reason is still messy...

Isn't it just sorrow?

"Ah Kun Gongzi's talent is unparalleled in the world, Yingqiu has eyes and no beads, I was offended just now, and I hope Ah Kun Gongzi will forgive me!"

Wang Yingqiu bowed down and had a pious attitude.

Jing Zhe nodded seriously, "Well, for your sake, I'll forgive you for your sake!" ”

“……”

Although his words are good and there are no words, his words make people listen... It's a bit of an itchy hand!

Then he turned to look at Qingqiu again, only to see a strange light shining in her eyes.

Lonely Wutong Deep Courtyard Lock Qingqiu...

To put it simply, Qingqiu seems to have seen himself over the years, except for his experience in the rivers and lakes, the rest of the time is on Qingyun Mountain in Qingyunmen, like an animal in captivity, lonely as snow.

Over the years, she has become stronger and stronger...

Is it kendo?

No.

It's the sorrow of this untidy and messy thought!

Although Qingqiu didn't understand poetry, he was moved by this poem, and he was at a loss for what to do.

Seeing this, Wang Yingqiu took her hand, and she had already made up her mind in her heart, so she smiled at everyone and said, "What do you think of the words made by Gongzi Kun just now?" ”

"Good!"

No matter how many words of praise there are, they all converge into one "good" word in the end.

Wang Yingqiu looked at Song Jimao again, "What does Song Gongzi think?" ”

Song Jimao walked out and smiled bitterly at Jing Zhe: "After studying hard for three years, I thought I would succeed in learning, but I didn't expect that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. ”

Saying that, he bowed respectfully to Jing Zhe, and there was no need to explain, the victory or defeat was obvious.

"I just heard Gongzi Ah Kun say that he intends to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting in three days, Song is very happy, and I hope to be able to ask Gongzi Ah Kun for a lesson or two at the poetry meeting!"

After speaking, he bowed his hand to Jing Zhe and strode away.

Everyone looked at his back and sighed.

He can indeed leave with his head held high, because the words he lost are too amazing, and there is no shame in losing, but his free and easy energy, the scholars present asked themselves, and they couldn't do it on themselves.

The awe of Song Ki-mao deepened.

And Jing Zhe also sighed.

Although I don't like this guy, I have to admit that he is very strong, more than a star and a half stronger than Chen Jiannan, who is still squinting and trying to find a flaw at this time.

"It seems that there is no need to make a competition, the winner has been decided, it is Ah Kun's son!"

Wang Yingqiu smiled, and then said, "As for this colorful head..."

As she spoke, she picked up her flask, her eyes fell on the liquor that Jing Zhe regarded as a treasure and held her chest, her cheeks slightly red.

"As for the color head, you don't need it, after all, the owner's wine is not as good as mine!"

“……”

If Jing Zhe said this just now, everyone would definitely laugh.

But having seen the power of spirits, they are more admired, and greedy.

So someone asked, "Ah Kun Gongzi, tell us where you bought this spirit!" ”

They couldn't even write an ordinary word before drinking, and they could make such a good word after a sip, and they saw it with their own eyes and believed it a long time ago.

This liquor is so powerful, I can do it too!

handed the wine jar to Han Han, and then pointed forward, "Look at that!" ”

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and what was there?

When I turned back, I found that I had been deceived, and the place where Jing Zhe was standing had long been empty!

Wang Yingqiu and Qingqiu glanced at each other, crying and laughing.

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