"Brother Zhou, do you want to rush out?" An emaciated man said to a man next to him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"No need, if the peddlers and pawns are all scholars, my Great Song Dynasty will definitely be stronger, let them go, if it's boring, they will leave by themselves." This person known as Brother Zhou, who is obviously the leader of this group of scholars, spoke at this time, showing a bit of literati open-mindedness, and his style was much higher than the previous ones, but there was still some disdain in his tone.

Zheng Zhi also heard Brother Zhou's words, looked up over there, and also looked at this person, who looked a little personable.

This Brother Zhou is none other than the son of Zhou Bangyan, a giant in the Northern Song Dynasty literary circle, Zhou Ke, Zhou Duwen, who is still alive at this time. Zhou Bangyan was regarded as the number one in the literary world in the late Northern Song Dynasty, and he was sixty-five or sixteen years old at this time.

This Zhou Duwen is also under the care of Yu Yin, plus his literary talent is extraordinary, and his reputation is also very great, although he is Zhou Bangyan's youngest son, only twenty-four or five, but he is the leading figure among the young generation of Bianliang.

Zheng Zhi'an sat down, and he didn't want to have any thoughts of competing with this Bianliang talent, he really just wanted to see these things that he had never seen in his previous life, and after seeing it this time, he might not be curious next time.

The literati are romantic, but it is not as good as the Jin Ge Iron Horse to make Zheng Zhi feel happy.

There is a small platform in front of the hall, at this time a woman slowly walked out, although this woman is not young, but also the charm still exists, the face is full of smiles, the small fan in the hand is gently waved, and he stepped forward to salute.

"Mother Wang, you have finally come out, please come out with a beautiful woman. Everyone has been waiting for a long time. When a scholar saw this woman come out, he immediately stood up and answered, and he was also laughing, and the atmosphere seemed to be much more lively.

"The slave family will come out in a while, but today I want to introduce my daughter to you, the teacher, the girl, today is the first time the teacher is on stage, and I hope that you Bianliang talents will be more generous, and you will not hesitate to advise." This Wang's mother is used to dealing with scholars, so she lifted everyone up a little while she spoke, and pushed the newcomer teacher out, and she couldn't tolerate everyone's unwillingness.

Zheng Zhi's heart jumped when he heard this, teacher? Master Li? Newcomer? I only knew about the affair between Master Li and Emperor Zhao Ji before, but I didn't expect that in this year, Master Li was a newcomer who only debuted today, and then I thought about Zhao Ji just becoming the emperor, it was really early and not lucky.

Zheng Zhi couldn't help but sit up straighter, and it seemed that his interest had risen a lot.

"Mother Wang, hurry up, but I'm here for a good dance in Bianliangchun." The lively literati replied.

Exactly: the seventy-second floor is full of flowers, and one sleeve is good at dancing Bianliang Spring.

"The slave family can save it, and I ask you to advise the teacher girl first, and the sister will come immediately." Mother Wang's smile was even stronger, and she swayed her body and went to the back.

Zheng Zhi saw that this Wang's mother was going backwards, and he also stretched his neck to look ahead, Master Li, who has been famous for thousands of years, has to take a look at it at this time, and he has a lot of expectations in his heart. However, the other literati were not very interested, and they ate and drank by themselves.

I saw a girl holding a pipa in her hand, graceful and tingting, moving lightly and slowly walking to the front of the stage, Yingying bowed, her body was gentle and tactful, and the light blue skirt moved lightly with her body, which was extremely elegant.

Until he saw his face clearly, Zheng Zhi couldn't help but be a little disappointed, not that the teacher and the girl were not beautiful, but that her face was very delicate, her eyebrows were even more pretty, and her goose white face was so white that she could break it with a snap of her fingers.

But Zheng Zhi was disappointed that he was another bean sprout, no matter how he looked at it, he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he looked a little younger than Jin Cuilian at home.

Zheng Zhi wanted to see the demeanor of famous prostitutes in Tokyo, but at this time, a young junior high school student came, and sighed slightly in his heart.

After Master Li saw the ceremony, the buzzing talk of many talented people just now stopped abruptly, and they all looked at Master Li, obviously so stunning that they attracted everyone's attention.

Zheng Zhi saw this scene, and couldn't help but slander in his heart, could it be that these ancients were all Lolita? But I also thought that there are many people who marry and have children at the age of fourteen or fifteen, and these people are not perverted. In the Hereafter, many will be arrested and imprisoned.

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhi couldn't help but chuckle, which also caused several people to look back.

"Master Li, the slave family, offer a song to help the fun, and I hope that the sons will not hesitate to give advice." Master Li's red lips moved lightly, his voice was like a kingfisher, and he turned people gracefully, it was really a good voice in the sky, even Zheng Zhidu was a little drunk when he heard it.

"Okay, teacher, girl, please!"

"It's easy to say, if the teacher girl sings well, I will compose a song on the spot with you."

Everyone is showing that they are good gentlemen, and they are waiting to instruct this teacher and girl. The relationship between people is like this, and Master Li only debuted today, so his status is naturally much lower.

If a beautiful woman comes to power, these people will inevitably speak up and speak in a respectful and polite tone. I just want to have a work that can be favored by a beautiful woman, and sing more every day, so that I can become famous in Bianjing.

Master Li offered his ugliness a sentence, caressing the strings, the sound of the piano was melodious, and the skills were also superb, and he knew that it had been trained for many years when he heard it. The mouth moves slightly, the yellow warbler is singing, and it is also sad and sad, it is a song of Su Shi's masterpiece "Water Tune Song Head", the first sentence is: When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky.

I hope that people will be long and thousands of miles together. After singing a song, the aftermath lingered, and everyone was in a god. This word has been around for decades, and no one has ever been able to sing such a sad taste today, which can't help but make people feel pity.

"The teacher girl is so natural, she will inevitably be famous in Bianjing, and I am really fortunate today, you should compose a good song." The first person to speak was not someone else, it was this Zhou Duwen, and he was the only one who was qualified to open his mouth and let everyone start composing.

Everyone nodded, but no one really wanted to contribute to the masterpieces they had prepared, it was really Master Li who had just debuted, and she was not famous, and the good words were given to her, so she couldn't have any effect immediately. If a good word is given to a beautiful woman, if it is fancied, it will immediately spread in Tokyo.

This truth is also a matter of interests, and it has nothing to do with whether Master Li sings well or not.

Zhou Duwen saw that no one responded, looked left and right, and everyone looked at Zhou Duwen's eyes, so they were embarrassed not to sell face, and a few people took a pen and wrote a few almost written poems to send forward.

Master Li on the stage saw that everyone didn't use his pen before, and the eagerness in his heart was also revealed in his expression, but when he saw someone writing words, after the little guy sent it up, he hurriedly took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but look even more embarrassed.

This Master Li is full of poetry and books, and his literary accomplishment is quite high, and his painting skills are also extraordinary, otherwise he would not have been able to enter the eyes of the artist Emperor Zhao Ji. At this time, seeing these poems, it is really not very good, where can I not be in a hurry.

Zheng Zhi saw that this Master Li was embarrassed, but he felt a little unhappy in his heart, after all, Master Li had been in Zheng Zhi's heart for a thousand years, and when he saw this scene, he also wanted to relieve this embarrassment for Master Li.

Zheng Zhi stood up and said, "Master girl, there is no good work, but it is not as good as worrying, just write a song with the girl below." ”

As soon as these words came out, one stone stirred up a thousand waves, all of them were famous and surnamed talents, even if it was not their best poetry, they also worked hard to make it, Zheng Zhi directly said that there was no good work, and said that he composed a song, didn't this mean that the words he composed were better than his own, where could everyone in the audience endure such words.

"Don't be ashamed!"

"How can this be reasonable, Bai Ding's generation, speaking wildly."

"Vertical arrogance!"

The audience was full of angry crusades, pointing at Zheng Zhi and scolding.

Even Zhou Duwen, who has always seemed to be quite open-minded, frowned, thinking that the person who spoke didn't know where he came from, even if he wanted to be famous, it was not this way. Let's not talk about whether this high-headed man is really literate, even if he is, the difference between high and low is judged by others, where do you belittle others like this and speak wildly.

But where does Zheng Zhi care about this, and what can he do if he is offended? Originally, he didn't want to mix in any literati circle, no matter what kind of talented person he was, he was a bullshit in his heart.

Even Shi Jinluda and the three of them also looked at Zheng Zhi dumbfounded, thinking that their brother knew how to read, but when would he still compose poems? And also in this kind of field to cooperate words!