Zu'er and Li Kangnian immediately hung these two plaques high in the most conspicuous positions on both sides of the gate of the Hongmen Inn, and nailed them firmly with nails.

With these two pieces of "divine plaques" written by the little dusk marquis, the Hongmen Inn was firmly nailed to the shame shelf, so that it would be stinky for 10,000 years.

Zu'er clapped his hands quite proudly, hum, nailed this Hongmen Inn to death with a god plaque, kill chickens and monkeys, and see who dares to bully my uncle in the future!

Dare to provoke Xiao Duhou, this is the end!

Hongmen Inn is in the most lively place on Changle Street.

What's more, today's imperial court released the list, and a large group of scholars and scholars gathered in the area of Hongmen Inn to watch the lively scholars, Confucian scholars, literati and ink writers.

Soon, outside the inn, a large group of scholars were gathered.

They were shocked, and pointed at the two "god plaques" written by the little dusk marquis.

"This~, what kind of 'poem' is this, why is the format rhyme, so peculiar? Four-word, six-word, three-word, sentences are long and short, and they are constantly staggered! It's just a catchy read... It seems that the rhythm of the words is sung automatically, and it has the tune of Yuefu. ”

"It's called a 'faint word', you know? The first name of the small dusk marquis hall is specially endowed with a song of 'words' and presented to the Hongmen Inn. No, the plaque says that in the past, the little dusk marquis was humiliated in the Hongmen Inn, and he gave back this 'word'. ”

"My generation of scholars, I have only heard of 'Book of Poetry, Chu Ci, Yuefu Poems', etc., but I have not heard of 'words'. This word seems to be very interesting. ”

"That's more than fun! This is to jump out of the genre of 'poetry' in one fell swoop and create 'words' in a different way, which is afraid to open up a new era! ”

A group of readers were surprised to discuss.

Although they are keen to fight against the little dumb marquis, they are not stupid, and they are keenly aware that there is a huge opportunity here!

There are too many people who write poems, and it is difficult to stand out from the famous poets of the Great Chu Dynasty.

Even Xie Lingyun, the first young master of poetry in Jinling, was pressed down by many old masters and couldn't raise his head.

But this "new word" is new, except for Xiao Duhou, there are no famous artists.

As long as you write a good new song, it can be spread immediately, and it is much easier to become famous.

As soon as they shook their bodies, they became "famous lyricists of Da Chu", and their worth instantly shook ten or a hundred times.

This large group of scholars excitedly gathered around the plaque and analyzed it.

Although they feel that the artistic conception of this poem is surprisingly good, they have just come into contact with it, but they can't understand the essence of it for a while.

There was a Confucian scholar who shook his head and wanted to learn this format and give a poem. But I can't find the feeling of 'words'.

He saw that the plaque read, "Xiao Duhou is living in Changle Street, two copper plates and a cup of cold wine", and he couldn't help but be moved.

Xiao Duhou was obviously touched by the scene, and was stimulated by these two glasses of cold wine, and suffered great trauma and shame mentally, so he had to be angry to get this masterpiece!

He was also at the Hongmen Inn that day and witnessed that scene with his own eyes.

This Confucian couldn't help but be secretly happy, and immediately came to the counter, patted the table and shouted, "Xiang Da's shopkeeper, come with a glass of cold wine for two pennies... Mix it with more water, the kind that little Dusk Hou has drunk! ”

He drank so much.

Many Confucian scholars suddenly came to their senses, clapped their legs and shouted Gaoming.

That's right!

Touching the scene and experiencing the taste of cold wine can understand the true mood of Xiao Duhou when he wrote this "word".

If you don't drink cold wine and feel the desolation of the little dusk, how can you write this bleak and beautiful new poem?

They have to drink cold wine while tasting this new word of the faint marquis, and comprehend the artistic conception of the new words created by the little dusk marquis, so as to become famous in Jinling City in one fell swoop.

Soon, a long line of scholars formed in front of the counter, shouting to buy cold wine.

Xiang Da's shopkeeper was stunned.

What do these Confucian students have in their heads?

Two Wen a glass of cold wine, and add more water to it.

The shopkeepers hurriedly poured cups of cold wine for this group of Confucian students who patted the counter and shook the sky... Anyway, they didn't drink wine, they just tried to mix ice water with it.

The scholars were poured a stomach full of cold wine, so that they could shiver and comprehend the bleak and beautiful artistic conception of this new poem.

...

At the Hongmen Inn, the crowd was silent.

Whether the artistic conception of Xiao Duhou is good or not, they are also literary masters, and they know it in their hearts.

Seeing that so many scholars gathered at the door, they were amazed by the "divine plaque" outside the door, and they also knew that this poem would definitely quickly spread throughout Jinling City.

As soon as this "new word of faintness" came out, it swept Jinling City, and it was already unstoppable.

Xie Lingyun sat down on the stool, stunned for a while, opened his mouth, and couldn't say a word.

Hundreds of lifters looked at him with affection.

Although they also want to help him.

But it can't be helped.

Xie Lingyun just wrote a slightly good poem, and he couldn't even reach the peak of poetry. I'm afraid it can only be put in bamboo slips and paper books, and dust will be generated in the pile of old papers.

Xiao Duhou directly opened up a cross-era "Duhou New Word", and this foot stepped into a new field.

Take an ordinary poem and compare it with a "word" that represents a new era, how can it be compared?

Besides, when Xiao Duhou came up with the question, he had already said that there is no limit to any format such as "poems, lyrics and songs", and you can fight no matter how you want. The fight is about the superiority of literature, regardless of the format.

Xie Lingyun showed a hint of bitterness.

Willing to lose!

Drink it!

Jia Sheng lost the bet and ran naked in the ice and snow in Jinling City, causing a sensation in the whole city in one fell swoop, and it was worth it.

He also lost, and begged for mercy, and drank this great jar of wine enough to pour ten men... It is estimated that the magnates of the Imperial City of Jinling heard about his feat of drinking a large jar of wine, and they will also know him Xie Lingyun from now on!

When Xie Lingyun thought of this, he was disappointed, but he looked forward to it, and directly faced the big wine jar and began to pour it violently.

This jar is the size of a bathtub.

"Gollum~~Gollum~~~!"

He had only drunk less than one percent of the wine, his stomach was already round, and he felt that all the wine in his life had been drunk.

"Good!"

"Xie Dacai is bold!"

The crowd also applauded and cheered loudly.

Xie Lingyun poured a breath, felt the smell of wine rushing to his brain, became in a trance, sadness arose, his heart was bitter, "poof", and he fell drunk on the table.

Feasts and drunkenness are common.

The Hongmen Inn was lively, and the people didn't care about the drunk Xie Lingyun, they raised their glasses and invited each other, drank and ate, and talked and laughed.

As for the previous ones who shouted that they wanted to compete with Xiao Duhou, I never saw them dare to mention the word Dou Shi again.

Xie Lingyun, the No. 1 poetry master in Jinling, fell on the wine table, where did they get the slightest benefit when they went into battle.

Chu Tianxiu glanced at the crowd and smiled, of course, he didn't mention it again.

It's okay to use heavy artillery to bombard a "Jinling City's No. 1 Poetry Young Master", but it's a waste to bombard mosquitoes.

...

When Xie Lingyun woke up from the table he was lying on, he found that the celebration banquet of the Hongmen Inn had dispersed, and the crowd was drunk, full of food and drink, and went home happily.

There are only a few shopkeepers left in the store who are cleaning up the leftovers and cold dishes.

Xiang Da shopkeeper was drinking wine on the table... Xie Lingyun's jar of wine hasn't been drunk yet, so he can't waste it, let's drink it with him.

Xie Lingyun saw that at the door of the Hongmen Inn, there were still many scholars queuing, holding two copper coins in his hand and slapping the table on the counter vigorously, shouting:

"Shopkeeper, I want two glasses of cold wine!"

"Yes, yes, the cooler the better, the kind that is cool through the heart!"

The readers laughed knowingly.

Xie Lingyun saw that it was noisy outside, and he was dizzy, and asked the shopkeeper next to him, Xiang Da, and asked blankly: "Shopkeeper, can this son be famous in Jinling City?" ”

Xiang Da's shopkeeper drowned his sorrows with wine, and said depressedly: "Gongzi Xie, I don't know if you are famous, but the cold wine of Hongmen Inn is unprecedentedly famous."

From now on, I am afraid that if the Confucian students of Jinling City come to the Hongmen Inn, they will order a cup of cold wine with these two copper plates. ”

In this hour's work, the inn has sold more than hundreds of cups of "cold wine".

If this continues, cold wine will sooner or later become the most famous signature wine of Hongmen Inn.

Copper coins are a lot of money.

But every copper coin is the tearful money of the shopkeeper.

Xie Lingyun looked blankly at the outside of the inn, and when he heard the noise outside, no scholar mentioned him at all, and he was all talking about "faint new words".

He wanted to cry without tears.

Look at this situation, the porcelain has completely failed!

The Confucian scholars in Jinling City all went to pursue the new words and cold wine, who cares about Xie Lingyun's heroic act of pouring a jar of wine.

"Come on, let's get on drinking!"

"Xiang Da shopkeeper, this cold wine sale also has a share of the credit of my son, how can you thank me?"

"Well... In the future, Gongzi Xie will come to this inn, and the cold wine will be half price! ”

"It's done!"

The two glanced at each other, sympathized with each other, and raised their glasses to invite each other.