Everyone was helpless when they heard this, this store was not fooled, and they could only look at the blank paper, thinking in their hearts what this meant.

Lu Chensheng had already left with Qiongyue's three daughters at this time.

Shouyue was holding the lantern in his hand, but his mind was not on the lantern at all, and he was looking at Lu Chensheng with a suspicious face at the moment.

"What the hell do you mean by that blank piece of paper you just gave? Could it be that you're messing around with questions and fooling people, right? ”

When Chu Wu heard this, she immediately looked at her curiously, and she was also a little strange.

What the hell is going on with this blank paper, an empty blank piece of paper is placed there, so that no one can guess it, right?

"That's because you didn't guess, how can you say that I'm fooling people."

When Lu Chensheng heard this, he glanced at Shouyue on the side and said helplessly.

Shouyue pouted, "Then tell me, what does this blank paper mean?" ”

"If you say this question, it won't be interesting, let it hang there for a few days."

Lu Chensheng smiled when he heard this, but he didn't explain.

Shouyue, who was full of curiosity in his heart, suddenly itched his teeth when he heard this.

She was just curious about what this blank paper meant, and Lu Chensheng didn't say anything.

Chu Wu was also a little curious in his heart, but seeing that his son-in-law didn't plan to say anything, he didn't ask at the moment.

....

On the Lingyan Pavilion, the poetry meeting at this moment has just begun.

Lu Qingke sat aside, with a little regret in his eyes, there are many talented and beautiful people here today.

Several of the more well-known talents are here.

Among them, Li Changfeng, who calls himself Qinglian Layman, although he is a self-title, his name as a poet is still praised by everyone.

Several poems written in the early years are still being sung today.

There is also a Kong Ruan Lang, Kong Ruan Lang is not his name, Kong Ruan Lang's name is Kong Qiukong.

Ruan Lang's title comes from the poems he wrote, and he is very good at writing poems with Ruan Lang as the name of the word brand, so he has such a title.

Don't underestimate this kind of title, he can use the name of the word brand as his own title, and the poems under the name of the word brand can definitely be unique.

Otherwise, it is impossible to use the name of the word brand as your name.

And even the rest of the people won't approve of it.

In addition to these two people, there are other well-known talents on the side who are also present one by one.

Some of the daughters in the boudoir are looking forward to it, so many poets are here, and I really don't know how many amazing poems will be written later.

Lu Qingke felt sorry in his heart, but it was a pity that his brother didn't come with him, otherwise, with his brother's talent, he could be amazing, right?

It's just that then, when she thinks of what her brother has done in the imperial capital, she feels a little sad again.

It's also a shame that these people don't know that their brother is Lu Chensheng, otherwise I'm afraid that their brother's reputation will be damaged.

"Brother Qinglian already knows the poems of the Shangyuan Festival?"

The scholar on the side looked at Li Changfeng and smiled lightly.

At this point, however, he already had an idea, and he was waiting to write it.

Today, Li Changfeng is here, but he can just try it with the other party, although the other party's name is louder than himself.

But he wasn't too scared.

When Li Changfeng heard this, he glanced at the friend on the side, and nodded lightly with a slight smile in his eyes.

"I do have some thoughts in my heart, and now Brother Wang should be like this, right?"

The scholar surnamed Wang nodded when he heard this, indicating that he did already have some poems in his heart.

"So, let's write it down together."

Li Changfeng smiled slightly when he saw this, and he was about to write down Shangyuan poems.

From here, they can see the streets and alleys below, full of lanterns.

Although it is so prosperous every year, it is still never tired of watching.

The two nodded and picked up the pen, and Kong Ruanlang on the side also began to write together when they saw this.

At this time, most of the rest of the scholars already had inspiration in their hearts and began to write one after another.

For a while, the scholars in the attic were all writing at their desks.

At this moment, the talented girls on the side were looking forward to it, wanting to know what poems these scholars had written.

"Linyu, why don't you care at all? Don't you wonder if there will be any good poems coming out of this Shangyuan Festival? ”

Li Yi sat on the side, and suddenly caught a glimpse of his girlfriend, Lin Yu was just fugue at this moment, and there was a little blurred look in his beautiful eyes.

Suddenly, a trace of doubt arose in my heart, I don't know what happened to this friend.

Lin Yu came back to his senses when he heard this, and saw that his best friend was looking at him, and immediately pursed his lips and smiled.

"This is the best poem of the Shangyuan Festival, I'm afraid I've seen it."

See?

Li Yi felt strange when she heard this, and she didn't know what this friend meant.

"You saw it, where did you see it? What about poetry? Who did it? ”

"Lu Gongzi did it."

When Lin Yu heard this, his beautiful eyes were full of a trace of strange light, and he responded softly.

"Lu Gongzi?"

Li Yi was stunned for a moment at first, but after waiting to come back to his senses, his eyes suddenly widened.

"That Lu Chensheng and Lu Gongzi?"

"Hmm." Lin Yu nodded to indicate that the other party was not wrong.

Li Yi immediately came to his senses when he heard this, "Lu Gongzi actually came to Kyoto?" When did you meet? As for the poems he wrote, take them out and I'll take them out quickly. ”

Li Yi couldn't wait to get up.

She has naturally seen all the poems Lu Chensheng wrote before, and she likes them quite a lot.

Now that I heard Lu Chensheng seem to have written a poem on the Shangyuan Festival, I suddenly felt a little energetic.

The women were originally sitting together, but now they suddenly heard the name Lu Chensheng, and it seemed that he had also written Shangyuan poems, and they all suddenly came to their senses.

The more reserved ones all pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

And the slightly more bold ones leaned over, and the beautiful eyes looked at the rain.

"Linyu, what poems did Lu Gongzi write, hurry up and show it to my sisters!"

"Yes, you've seen it all, but the sisters haven't seen it, so you should take it out quickly and let us see."

Some people are in a hurry, they are quite curious about Lu Chensheng, and the poems written by Lu Chensheng before are indeed extremely good.

Now that I heard about Lu Chensheng's name, I was naturally very curious about what kind of poem the other party had written.

Lin Yu didn't think about taking out Lu Chensheng's poems on such an occasion.

However, these people have such good ears, and they all heard the voices of the two of them.

Lin Yu, who was already soft-hearted and not very good at rejecting others, nodded when he heard the words, slowly took out a piece of paper that he carefully tucked in his sleeve, and then spread it on the table.