A man has three wives and four concubines, which is normal in Chen Jiannan's opinion.

Especially if you haven't married yet, what's the harm in looking for flowers and asking willows?

Writing poems is romantic, you don't wave, how can you be romantic?

Besides, Yongzhou is very far away from Jingzhou, he doesn't say it, who knows what he is doing in Yongzhou?

These were tacit things that everyone knew, but Lin Wenyao took them out and questioned him in public, which caught him off guard, and he pondered for a while before he had an idea.

"My heart for my cousin has never changed, today is just a casual walk here, who said that I want to be the guest of Miss Wan'er?"

Chen Jiannan distinguished.

"Hehe..."

Hearing this answer, Lin Wenyao sneered, his goal had been achieved. With these words in the way, even if Miss Wan'er takes a fancy to Chen Jiannan's poem, what's the matter?

There is no winner in this competition!

After a while, the bustard came out from behind the curtain.

first saluted the audience, looked at Chen Jiannan and said with a smile: "Chen Gongzi is worthy of being the first talent in Yongzhou, writing poems and lyrics, and he came easily." Wan'er also said that the poem just now was excellent, thank you Chen Gongzi! ”

Chen Jiannan's face instantly fell.

Akari is praising him, but doesn't it actually mean that Miss Wan'er didn't like his poems?

This reversal was caught off guard, and Chen Jiannan only felt that his old face was red and his chest was stuffy.

"That's it? Also the first talent? Hehe, but that's it! ”

The happiest is none other than Lin Wenyao, smiling happily and not forgetting to spit out the fragrance.

Chen Jiannan glared at him, his face gloomy.

A woman in a green house, do you really take yourself seriously?

However, with so many people present, he couldn't have a seizure, so he could only go down the steps and say: "I just said that coming here is just hanging out, Fu Shi is just a coincidence, Miss Wan'er doesn't have to be polite!" ”

The hall was eerily quiet.

The scholars were also quite surprised by this result, after all, Chen Jiannan was the leader of the Yongzhou poetry circle, and even if he couldn't do it, thinking about it like this, my heart suddenly felt a lot more comfortable...

……

The old bustard looked at the silent hall and sighed in his heart.

I'm afraid that's the end of it for today.

Fortunately, I kept Lin Wenyao's three hundred taels of silver, and I won't lose it tonight!

She paced forward and said with a smile: "Wan'er is sick, and she is tired of sitting for a while, if no one writes poetry anymore, let's stop here!" ”

As soon as the scholars heard this, they immediately answered.

"Since Miss Wan'er is sick, let's go back and rest!"

"Yes, I admire Miss Wan'er, not at this time!"

"As for the poems, I'll write them later!"

“……”

Obviously, I can't write it, but I say that I am sacrificing myself for others, and it is really admirable that I am so thick-skinned.

The tearing war drove high and went low, which made Jing Zhe feel disappointed.

He could have stood up and plagiarized a poem casually to overwhelm the four seats, and pretended to be forced to enter, but what was the result?

Maybe she can get the favor of that Wan'er girl, but Jing Zhe is not looking forward to it, through a layer of curtains, she can't even hear the sound, who knows if she will be the next Grandma Qiao?

He couldn't press F to get into the tank.

The most important thing is that the limelight is small, and this Wan'er girl doesn't know how many people's dream lovers, if she offends a large number of people because of this, wouldn't the gains outweigh the losses?

This is forced, don't pretend!

Jing Zhe patted Hanhan's shoulder, ready to end his first trip to the Qinglou.

"Wait!"

A familiar voice sounded from behind him, and when he turned to look, it turned out to be the pink boy from before who stood up.

Jing Zhe is interested, this guy with fine skin and tender flesh is like a pseudo-mother, could it be that he is really a master of poetry?

So he pulled Hanhan to find a favorable position and continued to eat melons.

Everyone's eyes looked at the pink boy, and when they saw his appearance clearly, they were very emotional.

"What a handsome boy!"

"It seems to be more handsome than Chen Gongzi!"

“……”

Chen Jiannan has always boasted that he is the most handsome man in Yongzhou City, and when he saw the pink boy, his face was dark.

The old bustard stood on the stage and said with a smile: "The son is so handsome!" I just don't know if Gongzi will write a poem for Wan'er when he stands up? ”

"It's not."

The pink boy shook his head with a calm expression.

"No... Be? ”

The bustard thought that he had misheard, but after confirming it, his face sank.

"If Gongzi doesn't plan to write poems for Wan'er, why do you call everyone to stop? Do you want to entertain everyone? ”

Pink Tender Gongzi smiled: "Chen Gongzi has such a talent, and the poems he writes can't get the favor of Miss Wan'er, and Miss Wan'er's vision is not something that ordinary people like me can impress!" ”

As he spoke, he glanced around and said loudly: "Although I can't write, it doesn't mean that other people here can't write!" ”

The crowd stirred again.

"Is there anyone here who is more powerful than Chen Gongzi?"

Someone asked.

"Absolutely! This person's poetry is unique in the world, and no one can beat it! It's better to write a poem than any poem! ”

The sound was like thunder, and it exploded in the crowd.

"He-is-who?"

Chen Jiannan gritted his teeth, and his face darkened.

When he heard the sentence "Poetry alone in the world", Jing Zhe secretly beckoned Han Han to slip out, and by the way, he greeted the eighteenth generation ancestor of the pink son.

……

"That's him!"

“……”

Jing Zhe was still a step slower.

As soon as he reached the door, he was discovered by the pink boy who was standing up the stairs, and as soon as the shouting came out, someone immediately blocked the door, and he couldn't find a place to slip away.

"Hehe..."

Jing Zhe smiled, and continued to greet the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the pink son in his heart.

He never dreamed that he was a melon eater, how could he let the melon smash his head?

"That's just a joke, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously!"

"Jokes?"

It's just a pink boy, why is there another one who is more handsome than himself?

Chen Jiannan, who had an explosive mentality, said angrily: "Isn't it clear how many catties and taels you have?" Some jokes, not something you can make if you want to! Aren't you afraid of talking too much and flashing your mouth? ”

Jing Zhe doesn't want to pretend to be forced, it doesn't mean that he doesn't have the strength to pretend to be forced.

He was afraid of offending people, especially Lin Wenyao.

Because he is going to do business in the city next, if he offends the prefect's son, people will give him a little stumbling at will, and he won't want to earn money.

If you can't make money, you will lose a bet with Lu Li.

If you lose the bet, you can't escape from the mountain, you can't enter Jingzhou, you can't see your eldest sister, you can't hold your thighs, and your good days are far away.

It's a chain reaction, that's why he's cautious.

But this does not mean that he is afraid of offending Chen Jiannan!

And this guy's mouth is too damaged, Jing Zhe, who can't bear it, decides that he doesn't need to endure it anymore.

As soon as his eyes rolled, a good idea that could not offend Lin Wenyao and slap Chen Jiannan in the face at the same time came out.

Hey, don't blame me for being coquettish!

Labor and management are passively pretending!

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