"Drop! The system releases tasks, poems defeat Shen Yu, success rewards charm plus 1, experience points 300, please host come on! Chu Yun frowned slightly, this guy called Shen Yu is still a task monster, and he actually triggered the system task for himself, hahaha~~! It's good, it's good, but it still can't be cheaper for him.

So, when everyone's eyes were staring at him, waiting for his response, Chu Yun quietly moved two steps to Shu Wanqing's side, and asked in a low voice, "Miss Wanqing, is there any reward for your poetry club?" "Reward" Shu Wanqing was slightly stunned and looked at him with some puzzlement.

"It's just... If someone makes any good poems, they will be rewarded with a few hundred taels of silver or something. Shu Wanqing looked stunned, looked up at him, and confirmed that Chu Yun was not joking, so she said with a little headache: "This." This one doesn't. ”

Although the two of them deliberately lowered their voices, everyone's attention in the audience was on Chu Yun, and many people still heard their conversation clearly. Realizing that this scholar was actually hesitating this question just now, everyone couldn't help but look at each other, and their hearts were like 10,000 horses galloping, Nima~~!

If he really overwhelmed Shen Yu tonight, his fame would definitely spread throughout the entire Sujiang Mansion, and when he wrote a poem casually, there would be countless people vying for it, and there would be a shortage of these hundreds of taels of silver? Which of those top talents has ever lacked these things outside of their bodies? Of course, Chu Yun didn't know the market in their circle, and he didn't think of these things for the time being, so he wanted him to come up with good words without giving the silver? Think beautifully! Hum~!

Chu Yun just wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but Shen Yu's face changed, and he suddenly pulled off a piece of jade pendant from his waist, and said coldly: "Shen's jade pendant, to say the least, is worth more than three hundred taels of silver, if you win, this jade pendant is yours!" ”

Chu Yun took the jade pendant from his hand and played with it for a while, only to feel that the feel of this thing was not bad, but if he wanted to estimate the value of this jade pendant, he still didn't have an exact number in his heart, so he handed it to Shu Wanqing casually, and asked curiously: "Miss Wanqing, take a look, is this thing worth three hundred taels of silver?" Seeing this scene, the corners of Shen Yu's mouth twitched, his face became even more ugly, his fists were clenched, and the image of an elegant and talented man no longer existed.

The faces of the people around him were complicated, and the image of this scholar in their hearts was subverted again. The falling cherry blossom poetry club, how did you find such a thing, a one... An eclectic genius?

Shu Wanqing rubbed her eyebrows a little helplessly, Zeng Shiyun's face was stunned, and several pretty women in the Sakura Poetry Club couldn't help but blush when they saw the eyes of everyone looking at them. However, a glimmer of light flashed in the beautiful eyes of Liu Xiangji. Three hundred taels of silver... Sounds like a good deal. After identification, Shen Yu did not deceive himself with a counterfeit jade pendant, that is to say, this transaction can be done.

Under the gaze of everyone, Chu Yun finally nodded. "Since it's a competition, it's naturally not suitable here, let's go over there!" Shen Yu glanced at Chu Yun coldly, and took the lead in walking towards the most crowded central water pavilion. Zhang Wen glanced at Chu Yun with an extremely happy look, his heart was extremely happy, extremely comfortable, as if Chu Yun must have failed, and hurriedly followed.

Dare to compete with Shen Yu, tonight is the time when he loses face! Hmph~ha! After Shen Yu and his party left in a majestic manner, the onlookers also glanced at Chu Yun with complicated eyes and followed quickly.

"Let's go too." Chu Yun looked back at the few people from the Falling Cherry Poetry Club who were still standing in place and said. At this moment, Shu Wanqing bit her lip, suddenly looked up at Chu Yun, and asked, "Yesterday, I said goodbye in a hurry, and I haven't asked for the name of my son?" As soon as Shu Wanqing's words fell, Zeng Shiyun also looked up at Chu Yun suddenly, and an expression of extreme expectation appeared on her pretty face.

Zhao Rouyun glanced at Shu Wanqing, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious in her heart, what she should think about now is how to face Shen Yu's difficulties, but this is not the time to ask these questions!

Chu Yun is a flurry? Kindness? I obviously said my name yesterday! Forehead! Maybe they didn't hear it. Chu Yun smiled slightly and said, "I can't talk about asking for advice, in Chu Yun, Miss Wanqing can just call me by my name." ”

"Chu. Clear... Cloud~! ”。 The two words muttered in Shu Wanqing's mouth, although she had already guessed in her heart, when she heard him say it in person at this moment, her heart was still extremely incredulous. "Sure enough~~!" Zeng Shiyun bit her lower lip tightly, looking at him with extremely complicated eyes, all the doubts in her heart before were completely solved at the moment she heard "in Xia Chuyun".

The reason is that on the day of Qixi Festival, Shu Wanqing picked up a prayer lantern on the road, and the first word was written on it, and the word was called Queqiao Xian, which wrote the scene and lyricism, and the words clearly wrote the double stars in the sky, and secretly wrote the couples in the world; Its lyricism, to write mourning with music, to write music with mourning scenes, multiply its sorrow, read to the heart, touching, if the two feelings are long, and how can they be written in the morning and twilight, how unforgettable. The signature of the word is Chu Yun.

The prayer lantern is the little girl's Yu'er's, the little girl Yu'er saw the words written by Chu Yun to the young lady on the day of the Chinese Valentine's Day, and the young lady liked it very much, so the little girl also wanted it, and pestered Chu Yun to write one for herself, who knew that the prayer lantern released by the little girl was not destroyed by the fire, and it was picked up by Shu Wanqing intact, Shu Wanqing took the little girl's prayer lantern to all the people in the Luoying Poetry Club, Zeng Shiyun also saw it that day, and was shocked, from that day on, Zeng Shiyun worshipped this Chu Yun who wrote the Queqiao Immortal.

Zeng Shiyun finally understood why he disdained Zhang Wenzuo's poems yesterday, and wrote a few high-level poems with a wave of his hand. Because, he is the one who wrote, "If the two love is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight." "Chu Yun~~~!

It is also the talented Chu Yun that Sister Wanqing misses with herself and the women in the Falling Cherry Poetry Club. "Chu Yun~~?!" But that Chu Yun who "if the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight"? Zhao Rouyun and several pretty women from the Luo Ying Poetry Club had dull faces, muttering to themselves, they had been stunned for a moment, and there was some disbelief about this, Zhao Rouyun and the others' first feeling was actually not to believe it, but when they thought of those poems yesterday, there was no doubt in their hearts.

In such a short period of time, how could there be two talented people in Sujiang Mansion at the same time who were enough to compete with Yang Fangzhou Shen Yu? It turned out that they were the same person. Chu Yun glanced at the few people in the Falling Cherry Poetry Club with some confusion, then shook his head, raised his feet and walked in the direction of the central water pavilion. At this time, due to Shen Yu's reasons, the central water pavilion has attracted the attention of countless people.

"Have you all heard, Shen Gongzi is going to compete with someone today for poetry!" "What? Isn't Shen Gongzi recognized by everyone as the second talent, who else does he need to compete with, could it be Yang Fangzhou? "It doesn't seem to be, what the hell is going on, don't you know if you look at it!" "Actually competing with Shen Gongzi, isn't this self-defeating!".

Under Shen Yu's deliberateness, the news quickly spread throughout the Splendid Garden, and the crowd began to gather in this direction. When Shu Wanqing, Zeng Shiyun and the women of the Falling Cherry Poetry Club walked behind Chu Yun, they were also frightened by this formation.

But when I thought of his song "Queqiao Immortal" and yesterday's wonderful performance, my heart immediately settled down. "Is that boy going to compete with Shen Gongzi?" "Yes, yes~~", "This is a test of literary style, and it's not better looking than anyone。。。。。 "However, he is really better looking than Shen Gongzi! ”，”。。。。。 “。

It is not convenient for the ladies in the field to get close, and they look at this side from a distance, and occasionally there will be voices coming. In the center of the water pavilion, in a wide pavilion, Shen Yu was already standing calmly in front of a table, with all the pen, ink, paper, and inkstones on the table, his face was calm, and he couldn't see any expression.

At this time, this place has been surrounded by many talents, Shen Yu, as the second genius of Sujiang Mansion, has his own hot topics, and the news of Shen Yu's poetry and literary competition tomorrow will definitely be the talk of the literati students of Qing'an Mansion after dinner.

"Brother Fang Zhou!" Yang Fangzhou was also in the crowd, and a voice suddenly came from his side, and when he looked back, he found that it was a familiar genius on weekdays. The man looked at Yang Fangzhou and asked suspiciously: "There will actually be someone who agrees to compete with Brother Shen Yu in poetry, could it be that he doesn't know that in this Sujiang Mansion, Brother Shen Yu's poetry is only below Brother Fangzhou, this is almost a must-lose situation, what does Brother Fangzhou think about this?" ”

Yang Fangzhou shook his head slightly, and said slowly: "Will you lose?" I don't think so. "What does Brother Fang Zhou mean?" Yang Fangzhou was actually not optimistic about Shen Yu, the man's expression was dark, and he had a faint premonition in his heart. Today, I'm afraid there is going to be a big news. The people around him were already paying attention to Yang Fangzhou's conversation with him, and when they heard this, they immediately listened attentively.

If that person is the genius who made "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky"? As soon as Yang Fangzhou said this, the group of people around him was quiet for a moment, and then immediately became in an uproar. It was at this time that Chu Yun and the others finally came over.

When he walked to another table next to Shen Yu, Shen Yu turned his head to look at him and said lightly: "Since it is the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club, the two of us will write a poem on the theme of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and we can write a poem. ”。 Chu Yun naturally had no opinion on this, and after Shen Yu on the other side finished speaking, he had already picked up the pen and began to write on the rice paper in front of him.

A talented man approached, glanced at it, and couldn't help but show envy on his face, and muttered: "It's worthy of being the second talent, this new Mid-Autumn Festival song is even better than the one he just came out." After whispering out the poems that Shen Yu had not yet written, the surrounding talents were all amazed. Although Shen Yu's face remained unchanged, he was very complacent in his heart.

This poem was originally what he was going to take out today to compete with Yang Fangzhou, and it was his hope of winning the name of the first genius in Sujiang Mansion, and the level was naturally not low. Shen Yu had already written half of a poem, but the scholar on the other side just picked up the pen, someone approached slightly, and when he looked over, he found that the rice paper in front of him was empty, and there was no handwriting.

"Could it be that he knew that he couldn't compare to Shen Yu, so he retreated?" Just when everyone was suspicious in their hearts, Chu Yun thought about it, and finally selected, dipped in ink, and put down the pen, and soon, the fat and thin, well-proportioned Xiaokai appeared on the paper.

After Chu Yun stopped his pen to check if there were any omissions, a paper raft full of small letters had already been handed out from Shu Wanqing's hand.

"Look what he's writing about." Yang Fangzhou took the paper raft and cast his eyes on it, and the paper raft said that Xijiangyue is a big dream. The world is a big dream, how many times is life cool? The wind leaves have been singing in the evening. Look at the eyebrows and sideburns. The wine is often sad and there are few customers, and the moon is mostly disturbed by clouds. Mid-Autumn Festival who shares the lonely light. Look to the north sadly.

With the scenery allegorical feelings, the scene is blended, and the whole word passes the description of the new cool breeze leaves, the lonely bright moon and other scenes, and closely combines the chanting sequence with the emotion of life experience and the expression of sadness.

Yang Fangzhou read while watching, and at this time, all the talents in the field no longer stopped the noise just now, Yang Fangzhou's eyes swept over the paper raft again, and Yang Fangzhou's eyes also showed a look of shock, even if he was called the first talent in Sujiang Mansion by everyone, but he couldn't make a word of this level no matter what.

He glanced at the back of the scholar with a complicated face, and sighed in his heart, both Chu Yun and Fang Zhou! If Yang Fangzhou still bears the name of the first genius of Sujiang Mansion after that, this is not an appreciation for him, but a great irony.

His eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of Shen Yu, he must have done too much evil in his previous life, but he wanted to compete with such a person, after today, Shen Yu was afraid that it would not be good for him to gain a foothold among the literati and artists in Sujiang Mansion.

The shock in the hearts of Shu Wanqing and Zeng Shiyun and others was no less than him, tonight they first knew that the son yesterday was Chu Yun who made "Queqiao Immortal", and he did not ease his mind in his heart, and a song "Xijiangyue: A Big Dream in the World" was born again, and at the same time he was able to calm down the talents in the place, but also to suppress them. Especially thinking that he was still nominally a member of the Sakura Poetry Society, several people had a sense of doubt that they were not dreaming now.

"Smack!" With a sound, Shen Yu dropped the brush in his hand on the table, the handwriting on the rice paper was vigorous and powerful, strong and free, even if he ignored the content, it could be regarded as a good calligraphy work. After listening to Yang Fangzhou finish reading Chu Yun's lyrics, the smile on Shen Yu's face instantly froze, and an extremely powerless sour feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, he knew that he had lost, and he had lost very completely, and there was no room for anything.

"If this brother is written, why don't you hand it over to all the talented people for review?" Chu Yun looked at him with a smile and asked with a smile. When Shen Yu heard this, his face turned pale for a while. He is a self-aware person, and the other party has even taken out such words, so what is the need for review? It's nothing more than self-inflicted humiliation. "I... Lost. Shen Yu's face turned pale, and after squeezing out the words from between his teeth, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Brother, please stay!" Seeing that Shen Yu was leaving, Chu Yun hurriedly stopped him. "What else do you want?" , A hint of anger appeared on Shen Yu's face, he had already lost face in front of everyone today, wouldn't the other party still want to give up? Chu Yun didn't speak, but his eyes looked at Shen Yu's waist. Shen Yu finally remembered something, his face became even more gloomy, and he tore off the jade pendant on his waist and threw it over casually. Chu Yun hurriedly caught it, if this was broken, the three hundred taels of silver would be gone.

When he walked to his desk, Shen Yu paused, grabbed the poem he had just written, and tore it to pieces. When the talented people saw the familiar scene, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, hey~~~~! If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place.