In the courtyard of the small island in the middle of Longyuan Lake, many literati and writers tasted the poem read by Zhang Jian, the county commander: "When the needle moon is in the sky, the sky is hung with neon; Lan Ye is a beautiful woman, and the white head is always the same. ”

During the Qixi Festival, all the women wore needles under the moon and begged for skill, and some young men and women who fell in love with each other released colorful Kong Ming lanterns in the air, as if hanging a rainbow in the sky; On this Qixi night, I met the beauty in my heart, and I was with her for the rest of my life.

"Good! Sure enough, good poetry. ”

The literati and writers in Qinghua City applauded, and Niu Zheng also began to nod and praise: "This poem is timely and appropriate, and expresses the love and beautiful vision of the sweetheart, it is indeed a masterpiece, why don't Mrs. Rong invite such talents to the side courtyard, so that we can get to know each other?" ”

"Yes, yes, what Elder Niu said is right, madam, I bother you to invite the son of this work to come to the side courtyard to talk about it." Zhang Jian said to Mrs. Rong.

Mrs. Rong nodded and left the side courtyard.

Niu Wen's face was cloudy at this time, his poems should have won the first place, but he didn't expect to be intercepted and killed halfway. It's just that when did the Lou family have such a capable person? Isn't it a kid who asked others to write a poem to express his love for his sweetheart today, and happened to be bumped into by Mrs. Rong, right?

Wang Geng and Li Yi exchanged glances, and then Li Yi got up and said, "Lord County Commander, Niu Lao, now it seems that this poem should be the best today, right?" ”

Zhang Jian looked at Niu Zheng: "Niu Lao, you are the great Confucian in my Qinghua City, and Niu Wen is also a junior in your family, why don't you judge it?" ”

Niu Zheng nodded: "The county commander can rest assured, this poem has a neat rhyme, and the poem is naturally the best today, and my Niu Zheng will not be in vain to favor my juniors." ”

Niu Ci naturally knew the purpose of Li Yi's words, and hurriedly interjected: "Although this poem is the best today, it does not prevent the competition between our two academies, can there be poems in Shanyang Academy?" ”

"Presumptuous!" Niu Zheng reprimanded Niu Ci: "The county magistrate has already made a judgment, and Shan Chang Li is also a highly respected person, are you still worried that Shanyang Academy will not recognize it?" ”

Although this remark was a reprimand for Niu Ci, it was a reminder to the people of Shanyang Academy, and Niu Ci could naturally understand it and quickly bowed his head and said yes.

On the square of the island in the middle of the lake, Lou Zaiying's face was as red as an apple, and her heart was still pounding. He wrote this poem to me? Bai Shou is always the same, do you mean that he wants to go to Bai Shou with me? But how could he write poetry? He copied it in the academy, right? But even if it's copied, isn't it written to me? How could he write such a sensual poem in front of so many people, let his subordinates know, how could he lead troops?

Lu Caiyun's facial features were distorted together, and after thinking for a long time, he finally said: "Zhang Shumo, you copied this poem from someone else, right?" ”

Zhang Shumo sneered: "Is it copied or copied, the big and adults in the side courtyard have their own proportions, and it is your turn and turn?" ”

"You!" Lu Caiyun turned to Lou Zaiying and said: "Cousin, listen to me, how did he talk to me, he dared to talk to me like this today, and he will dare to talk to you like this tomorrow, he is the son-in-law of our Lou family, you have to discipline me well!" ”

Lou Zaiying nodded: "What my cousin taught me is that Zhang Shumo, you can't talk to your cousin like this next time." But cousin, you too, you came up and said that his poems were copied, can he not be in a hurry? The rabbit is anxious and bites. ”

"Well, your elbows are starting to turn out, too! Okay, you wait, when my husband comes, he will be able to expose Zhang Shumo's face! After speaking, Lu Caiyun walked away angrily.

Not long after, Mrs. Rong came to Lou Zaiying and Zhang Shumo's side, and said with a smile: "Husband admires Zhang Gongzi's poems very much, and wants to invite Zhang Gongzi to go to the side courtyard to talk about it, and Lou Junhou will go with him." ”

In the side courtyard, many literati and writers happily discussed Zhang Shumo's poems, only Niu Wen Niu Ci and Shanyang Academy were displeased. Niu Wen, Niu Ci and others thought that this poem had stolen their limelight, but the Wang family lost the literary fight and had no face to stay any longer.

The most unhappy person in the Wang family is Wang Chen, today's incident spreads, and he will naturally lose some confidence when he sees Miss Yunyan again, how can he propose to her in the future?

Although Niu Ci was unhappy in his heart, he felt a lot better when he saw Wang Chen's sulking appearance, so he deliberately stepped forward and asked: "It seems that Wang Gongzi is still suitable for fighting crickets, by the way, what about the kid who fought crickets with me with Wang Gongzi last time, why didn't he come?" Didn't you know that you were doomed, and he ran away early? Niu Ci didn't know Zhang Shumo's identity, he just wanted to use this to disgust Wang Chen.

Wang Chen snorted: "This poem was not written by you Niu Ci, what do you have to be proud of?" I personally defeated you that day! ”

Niu Ci's face darkened: "You are still hard-mouthed, you have the ability to fight one-on-one with me!" ”

Wang Chen was about to refute, but at this time, Mrs. Rong took this Zhang Shumo and Lou Zaiying into the side courtyard, and the people in Shanyang Academy were all dumbfounded, after all, Mrs. Rong was looking for the person who wrote the poem just now, could it be that this person is Zhang Shumo?

"Husband, I brought it to you, this is Zhang Shumo's son, he is Lou Junhou's husband, and today's poems are written by him!" Mrs. Rong introduced Zhang Shumo to Zhang Jian with a smile.

Although they had already prepared in their hearts, the people of Shanyang Academy opened their mouths in shock when they heard Mrs. Rong say this, and many people whispered: "Did he really write it?" ”

"Impossible, right? How could he, a fool, write such neat verses? ”

Cai Zhi laughed with interest: "In this way, wouldn't our academy win?" ”

The people from Shanyang Academy reacted instantly, but before they could say anything, they saw that the Niu family was also frying.

Niu Wen faintly didn't believe it when he saw Zhang Shumo, and when he heard Mrs. Rong's words, he jumped up in shock and said loudly: "This is impossible!" How could this verse be written by him, impossible! ”

Niu Zheng's face tensed: "Niu Wen, don't be presumptuous!" How can you discredit this son? ”

Niu Wen pointed at Zhang Shumo and said: "I didn't slander him, it is impossible for him to write such a poem, he, he is the stupid son-in-law of the Lou family!" ”

After Niu Wen's reminder, everyone remembered that the Lou family did have a stupid son-in-law a year ago, and it seems that he married Lou Zaiying, so this Zhang Shumo is really that stupid son-in-law?

Lou Zaiying was originally a little excited in her heart, but when she heard Niu Wen say that Zhang Shumo was a fool, she instantly lost interest in her heart: "Brother-in-law, outsiders say that Shumo is a fool with false rumors, and you say the same?" He's your brother-in-law! ”

Niu Wen narrowed his eyes: "Brother brother-in-law? Hum! He also deserves it? Lord County Commander, this verse was definitely not created by him, maybe he bought it, and please check it out! ”