The principal who spoke was a middle-aged man surnamed Pan, Fu Xing heard this, and said with a smile, "What do you think about Brother Pan, let's talk about ......it here" As he spoke, he gestured to several of them, and these people stood up with Fu Xing and the chief surnamed Pan, and slowly walked out of the open hall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Speaking of which, the matter of the poetry meeting, no matter how big or small, everyone is discussed together, but only in the aspect of the poem topic, it is different, because some of the main things themselves have to participate in the poem, if they discuss the topic together, it is equivalent to knowing in advance that it is unfair to other participating talents, so the matter of the topic will be excluded from these main matters, in addition, several famous poets should be invited to join in and jointly draft the topic, in order to show fairness, but also more weight and authority.

Fu Xing, the main ones who got up and walked away, naturally did not participate in making poems, they walked all the way to the open hall, followed the path to the lotus pond, and stopped.

"Fu Lao, Pan has pondered the proposed topics of the Tongshan Poetry Club over the years, most of which are related to the moonlight, night, and temple, and the titles contain more than two contents, such as "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond", "Night Banquet Tongshan Temple", "Moonlit Night", "Tongshan Temple Looking at the Moon", etc., this time it is better to draw up a concise ......"

"Hmm...... What Brother Pan said is not without some truth, but the title has been drawn up, and the poetry meeting will start soon, and then it will be changed...... This ......"

"Old Fu, I actually have similar thoughts to Brother Pan."

"Brother Pan's opinion is still worth considering."

“…… It's okay, but we have to wait for Elder Yue and Elder Yan to come over later, and then discuss. ”

……

They were talking here, and on the other side of the open hall, Ji Qian also got up and left, passed through the west side of the open hall, came to a certain room in front of a row of houses, knocked on the door, and then the door opened, poking out the head of a small servant, "Fourth master, are you back in the house?" With that, he hurriedly opened the door completely and let Ji Qian in.

As soon as Ji Qian entered the room, he slammed and lay down on the bed, his eyes looking at the beams above, his face gloomy.

"Fourth master, are you uncomfortable, I'll help you press the corner of your forehead." The little servant was startled by the movement of him falling on the bed, quickly closed the door and walked over, first squatted on the ground and took off his shoes, and then took off his shoes himself, climbed onto the bed, pinched Ji Qian's forehead with both hands, and gently rubbed it.

The little servant is twelve or thirteen years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, three points better than most girls, he is Ji Qian's personal servant, whether at home or out, Ji Qian almost always takes him with him, this time up the mountain, the other entourages are waiting at the foot of the mountain, but he is the only one who brought him up.

After a while, he opened his eyes again, and reached out a little irritably to pull away the servant's arm, "Dong'er, don't press it, let me lie down!" ”

"Oh." The little maid Dong'er replied in a low voice, a little helplessly shrunk to the side, and secretly glanced at Ji Qian's expression.

Ji Qian was still immersed in the embarrassment of the previous moment at this time, and calculated for a while, but he didn't expect that because he didn't grasp the situation enough, he was slapped silently by Wei Ruolan, and that old man Fu, what did you say, what Ziyi, you were wronged, isn't this pointing at your nose and scolding him...... This Jia Wei, a primary school boy, is actually difficult for Guozi to argue, and he has made a game of some level, which is really ****** evil...... Tonight's poetry meeting, before it officially started, lost for a while, really depressed, originally thought to hit the other party, how much it affected his mood to make poetry, who knows...... Forget it, don't care about these for the time being, it's important to do a good job of poetry tonight, as long as he wins the top spot, who cares about this, the brilliance will naturally be on him.

He closed his eyes again, temporarily clearing the troubled messy thoughts from his mind, and when he opened them the next moment, his complexion had softened a lot, and even brought a slight smile, and he was satisfied with his ability to control his mood at the moment.

"Dong'er, tonight you watched your young master win the championship at the poetry meeting, so that the surnamed Wei couldn't raise his head." At this time, he thought that his attitude towards this personal servant just now was a little rude, so he turned his head on the pillow and took the initiative to smile and say.

"Fourth Master...... Little Dou said that your mood during this period of time was good and bad, which is related to the poetry club winning the championship...... The fourth master should not think too much about this matter, and let it be...... That Wei Gongzi, he, his talent is also very good, fourth master, you ......"

Dong'er was originally sullen and shrunk aside, seeing that the young master's mood had improved, he was also happy, in his heart, he didn't like the young master entangled in the poetry meeting, and he didn't like the battle between the young master and Wei Gongzi, every time this happened, the young master's card spirit sometimes became rough, and it was not once or twice that the anger was sprinkled on him, he usually persuaded the young master politely, and now, the young master took the initiative to mention this topic again, and he also took advantage of the situation to persuade him, however, there are some things he doesn't dare to say after all, In fact, he felt that the young master's talent had always been slightly inferior to that of Wei Gongzi, and the poetry would win the championship, and the young master's chances of winning would not be too great.

"Dong'er, do you think your young master can't win the championship?" Ji Qian guessed a little bit of the personal servant's thoughts, squinted his eyes, and his tone became cold.

"No, the little one...... I was looking forward to the fourth master winning the championship......" Being stared at by Ji Qian, Dong'er was a little nervous, and shrank to the side again.

"Hehe, I can't help it...... Dong'er, let me tell you, tonight's victory of your young master is decided, who else can compete with me at the poetry meeting, isn't it the one surnamed Wei, as long as I can suppress him, Shikui will naturally be mine...... In the past six months, I have specifically figured out his poems, his couplings are generally flat, and the jaw couplets are also ordinary, only when it comes to the neck couplets, it suddenly shines, and the tail couplets are also well received, some aftertaste, my poems are actually similar to him, but the afterglow is slightly inferior, these days I have worked hard, and I have consulted a few famous artists, and I have improved a lot in the couplets and tails, although the jaw couplets have always been difficult to undertake, but it is nothing, and now with his poems together, the better can only be me...... Dong'er, do you understand? ”

His words were very fast and his emotions were quite intense, but when he asked Dong'er in the last sentence, his tone turned slow and soft, with the calm and confidence after venting his emotions.

"Fourth master, the little one understands...... You're going to win this time. Dong'er glanced at him timidly, then lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes fluttered, he knew that he couldn't persuade him anymore in this situation, otherwise he might be beaten, the first two times were like this.

"Hehe, this looks so good...... Dong'er, you are becoming more and more handsome now, not to mention compared with those little maids, even if there are few beautiful maids in the house, there are few who can match you...... Come here......" Ji Qian had a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and beckoned, and Dong'er obediently moved to his side.

The next moment, Ji Qian stretched out his hand and pulled, Dong'er's sweat towel tied to his pants was torn off, and then his pants were also pulled down, revealing half of his snow-white buttocks, his eyes stayed on it, and rubbed it a few times with his hand, Ji Qian got up suddenly, and fell on the body of this personal servant and prostitute.

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Jia Wei arrived at the top of Tong Mountain, it was close to the time, it was summer, the sky had not yet darkened, after learning about the monk in front of the mountain gate, he went directly to the open hall, for him, to visit the abbot, it is better to see more Miaoyu.

At this time, the participants came almost, he walked in, bustling, the atmosphere was warm, in the open hall, the lotus pond, the bamboo forest there are three or three groups of people, the stone table in the open hall has been placed on all kinds of fruit plates, there are also wines, it is an exception, but the shuttles are all the same small guys, do not see the maidservant, but think about it can understand, after all, it is a temple, and this kind of banquet scene, the woman is in the middle, in case someone is not too drunk to check, it will inevitably damage the reputation of Tongshan Temple.

Jia Wei grabbed a handful of melon seeds in the open hall, walked around at will, knocked as he went, Wei Ruolan was with a few principals, saw him, ran over and said a few words of welcome and something like that, and hurried back to those people.

After a while, they also ran into Xia Cheng and others, the two sides stopped, said hello, and walked away in a staggered manner. Ji Qian also met him, the other side sneered, stared for a moment, he passed by directly, ignoring it, at that time, Feng Xue and the others told him that this person borrowed him to leave to taunt Wei Ruolan, he felt that this person was annoying, and now this feeling has deepened.

Half an hour later, the curtain is four, the night really comes, the full moon rises early, then it appears, the moonlight is golden, big and bright, hanging obliquely on the side, the open hall and the surrounding lanterns are lit up in turn, there are hundreds of lanterns in the bamboo forest, the halo blends, the stars are dotted, the night is rendered more charming.

At this moment, Jia Wei has been in and out of the hall several times, either catching melon seeds or peanuts, and even eating a lot of words, a few talented people noticed him, showing a stunned expression, feeling that this guy with a non-stop mouth has no image, Jia Wei naturally saw the other party's reaction, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, grabbed a handful of peanuts again and walked away.

"Heh, Gong...... Childe, look at this person, it's so interesting, it seems that participating in the poetry meeting is to mix and eat......"

"What a fuss...... What people don't ......"

In a corner on the east side of the open hall, there were four or five people sitting, all dressed luxuriously, with a leisurely attitude, and there were a few people who looked like attendants standing behind them, and the people around them were sitting far away from them, not daring to come forward to disturb, at a glance, it was an extraordinary identity, at this time, one of the attendants leaned over to a young man who was sitting and spoke, laughing at Jia Wei's eating appearance, but the young man just replied indifferently, not interested in it at all.

Jia Wei walked to the lotus pond, there are many people here, he just heard a lot of various stories about the poetry club here, and now that more and more people are gathering, he naturally chooses to squeeze here.

“…… You don't know yet, the top brand of Jinxiang Academy, Tang Xiaoqing, has already released a word, no matter who the poet of this year's Tongshan Poetry Club is, she is willing to accompany her to take a boat on the Yanhu Lake for a night, and improvise to play the pipa and recorder for her......"

As soon as he got closer, Jia Wei heard a very explosive news for all talents.