Cao Wei, who was confiscated by the teacher, was full of resentment in his heart, just like a junior high school student who had read half of the little yellow book, feeling that he was not in place, and he was not yet at the cool point...

A few days later, Mei Yushi sent someone to send a message that the Hundred Flowers Poetry Meeting in the Hundred Flowers Building was going to open tonight, and asked Cao Wei to accompany Mei Qingrou to go together. Cao Wei thought about it for a while and understood what the teacher meant, this is to let himself rub his talents, increase his knowledge, and by the way, he can also brush his sense of existence in the literary circle, after all, as a reader, the more people who know, the greater his fame.

Furthermore, the Hundred Flowers Poetry Club is a poetry meeting held by all the sons and ladies, talented people and talented women from all over the country, Mei Yushi has never let Mei Qingrou participate, one is that Mei Qingrou is still young, and the other is because Mei Qingrou is not worried about being alone, after all, Baihualou is elegant, and it is also a place of fireworks.

Now with Cao Wei accompanied, Mei Yushi is relieved, and Cao Wei has been with Cao Wei for more than a month, Mei Yushi also has a certain understanding of Cao Wei, Cao Wei is methodical and insightful, sleek and thick-skinned, and... is too lazy to be outrageous and never suffers, with Cao Wei accompanying Mei gently, there is only a share of taking advantage.

That night, Cao Wei took the excited Mei to Baihualou to meet the so-called talented women. Anyway, someone invites you to eat, drink, and play, so why not go? It's okay to be left and right, and it's good to open your eyes.

The two walked through the streets and alleys, and after passing the City God Temple, they saw the Baihualou, and there were already several servants at the gate of the Baihualou to guide the way. According to the guide, when I found the private room where the poetry meeting was held, there were already about 20 people in the private room. Zhou Xing, the son of the prefect's family, was also talking to a rich lady, and after seeing Cao Wei, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and then he turned his head away.

Cao Wei saw Zhou Xing's small movements, and couldn't help but smile slightly, this kid is a candle, if he doesn't light it, don't light it, don't come to find fault, otherwise he will be beaten in all directions at 360 degrees.

The poetry meeting is held in the plum courtyard, the incense burner in the private room is lit with spices, there are dancing girls on the high platform dancing lightly, dancing elegantly, on the side, the singer's clear voice sings elegant songs, with the beautiful and elegant piano sound, the atmosphere is lively and elegant.

After half a cup of tea, I heard the host say impassionedly in the crowd: "The reason why we gather today is to exchange literature. The club is to show talents, poems are based on words, words are flirtatious, poems and songs contain personal sentiments, and they are ......".

I have to say that the host still has some skills, and just a few words made the group excited. The scholars here are all celebrities from all over the world, and naturally they all have the desire to express themselves, and the host's words are quite inspiring, and there is no shortage of applause.

About half an hour later, the Hundred Flowers Poetry Club entered the climax, the poems written by the exchange of talented women and talented women, a piece of paper passed around in everyone's hands, and some singers were singing tonight's excellent poems.

If the talent in the poetry meeting feels that there is a good work, it will be handed over to the singer to sing, and then everyone will evaluate it, if everyone thinks that the poem is good enough, it will be recorded on paper, put into today's poetry will be preserved, and tomorrow will find a merchant to print and engrave it into a book, and sell it in Suzhou Mansion, so that it will be famous all over the world.

“…… Non-silver and non-water reflect the cold window, try to see the clear sky jade plate. The faint fragrance of plum blossoms is about to be dyed, and the silk willow belt is dewed and dried.

It is only suspected that the residual powder is coated with gold, like a light frost smearing the jade fence. Wake up from a dream The west building is full of people, and the rest of the face can still be seen through the curtain...... Listen, everyone, this poem's description of plum blossoms is deep in the bone marrow, this person is quick to think, talent is coming, tonight I am afraid that this poem is going to be the most limelight, which talented and beautiful woman is it? ”

After watching the signature, the singer said, "This is made by Miss Mei Qingrou." Everyone praised Mei for being gentle and talented, and she was a new generation of talented women in Suzhou Mansion, and for a while, many people talked softly around Mei and exchanged name stickers with her. Mei was a little confused at first, and then she spoke generously to the others.

After a while, I heard the singer singing, "...... The ink marks on the paper are new, and the plum blossoms are the most lovely.

May the wind blow far away, and every door and alley will become spring......"

Zhou Xing immediately got up and said: "This poem was accidentally obtained by Su Qiang'er's sister, the idea is elegant, fresh and refined, slightly better than the previous poem." ”

Cao Wei saw that this Qiang'er sister was the young lady who talked to Zhou Xing at the beginning, and she was also arrogant at this time, and even looked at Mei gently with a slight provocation. What Zhou Xing said just now was to deliberately elevate Su Qiang'er's poems and belittle Mei's gentle poems.

The corners of Cao Wei's mouth hooked slightly, it's time to show real technology again, I'm afraid of myself!

After about a cup of tea, I heard the singer sing: "Zhongfang shook off the solitary beauty, and occupied the charm to the small garden." The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. The frost bird wants to steal the eye first, and the pink butterfly knows how to break the soul. Fortunately, there is a slight groan, no need for sandalwood gold bottles. ”

As soon as this poem came out, the hall was full of silence, everyone was a celebrity among the scholars, and naturally knew that the taste was good or bad, this poem was the work of Yongmei, but there was no mention of plum blossoms at all, and the artistic conception of each dynasty and generation could reach this level in front of them was very few.

In particular, the neck couplet is even more amazing, "sparse shadow and horizontal oblique" write the visual beauty of plum blossoms, "dark fragrance floating" writes the olfactory beauty of plum blossoms, and the combination of the two shows the charm of plum blossoms. Placing the figure and fragrance of plum blossoms in the environment of clear water and hazy moonlight will show the beauty and elegance of plum blossoms and transcendence.

When even someone stood up and bowed his hand to the crowd and said, "I haven't asked which great talent is this?" ”

Cao Wei also got up and saluted back, and said: "This is made in the next, it is not clever, it is ugly, but it is only a little better than the previous poem." ”

"Smack!" I saw Zhou Xing slamming the cup on the ground, his face was pale, but he couldn't speak, although he was not good at academics, he also knew the good and the bad, Cao Wei's poem obviously beat Su Qiang'er's poem.

"I don't know if I did it or if I plagiarized it." Su Qiang'er said sharply, her eyes staring at Cao Wei with disdain.

At this time, I heard the singer sing: "Yin Ziyan is ashamed to follow her example, and she sees the spirit from the end of the road alone." Under the cliffs in the depths of the streams and mountains, the number of points is not borrowed from spring. This poem was also written by this Cao Wei son. ”

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar, everyone present is the best among the readers, everyone knows that it is amazing to make a good poem in a short time like this kind of elegant artistic conception, and it can be made two poems in a row to show the high talent of the author, and the heavens and people are also! And it's plagiarism, it's a joke, this poem can be famous all over the world as soon as it comes out, how to plagiarize? Presumably after today, this Cao Wei Gongzi will also be famous in Yangzhou Mansion.

And Su Qiang'er was already flushed at this time, biting her lip, unable to speak for a long time.

Cao Wei asked with concern: "This young lady's face is red, but she is constipated?" ”

"Poof..."A few young ladies couldn't help laughing, Su Qiang'er tears rolled in her eyes, and she almost cried out in shame.

Cao Wei glanced at Zhou Xing a few times, and his little friend didn't come out when he was beaten, so cowardly! immediately made a circle to everyone freely. "In the next day, I will not taste poetry with you, I hope that there will be a period in the future, farewell!"

Then, without waiting for everyone to say anything, Cao Xiucai pulled Mei to leave with a gentle step and left outside the door, leaving everyone looking at each other.

Mei Qingrou was full of joy at this time, and remembered her father's evaluation of Cao Wei: Never suffer a loss!