I have to say that Meng Yu's series of actions attracted Chang Yue's attention, and he became more and more unable to see through the dark, strong, funny, and talented peasant in front of him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

She sighed in her heart and couldn't help but wonder.

Miss Rusu has never invited anyone, but invited him, I am afraid that the words of the song are really made by him, but ......

A farmer has such talent?

"Huh!"

Meng Yu smiled, looked at Miss Rusu very calmly, suddenly got up and left, and said, "Young Master Changyue, if you have something to do, take your leave first!"

He was called Brother Changyue before, but now he is called Gongzi Changyue, and this subtle change certainly attracted the attention of the two handsome teenagers, which undoubtedly illustrates a problem.

Meng Yu began to alienate them!

In fact, Meng Yu concluded from those words just now that the two people in front of him must be born rich and noble, and they look down on the poor, he is a poor person, and he is naturally displeased, since you look down on me, then I will stay away from you!

Chang Yue frowned, shook her head and said, "This Meng Yu is by no means idle, I'm afraid he does have real talent and real learning!"

"I'm afraid that "Water Tune Song Head" was written by him, and I'm afraid this word will soon spread throughout Chang'an!"

"Really?"

Yu Rong smiled, he always felt that Meng Yu's experience made him sympathetic for some reason, so he said, "In this case, can he live a better life?"

Silent!

Chang Yue didn't know how to answer this question, how was she doing? It's just that someone came to ask him to be a scholar, or he just wanted to buy his poems.

"Not necessarily!"

Chang Yue sighed, waved her hand and ordered, "Yurong, let's go back!" It is estimated that the master is also in a hurry! ”

"No!"

Yu Rong obediently followed behind him and left from Fengming Pavilion.

And the entire Fengming Pavilion was boiling after Miss Rusu sang that song, especially the Baishan Inviting Moon, which was disgusting, but it was none of Meng Yu's business.

He came to the side, saw Xia Er, smiled at her, and motioned for her to come over, she had something to say.

Xia Er glanced at him, walked over, and said, "What's the matter?"

If it weren't for Meng Yu's words being so good, she wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to this black coal!

"Something to discuss!"

Meng Yu was very embarrassed and said: "Miss Xia'er, can you do me a favor, I'll give you a poem, you give it to Miss Rusu, let her write it down first, help me sell it, and we'll split it fifty-fifty!"

This scared Xia Er, fifty-five points, she remembered that day her own girl gave Meng Yu ten ingots of gold, this five-fifty points, at least five ingots!

"Uh......"

Xia Er finally couldn't help it, and said, "Okay, I'll help you carry the message, and the rest will depend on my girl!"

Meng Yu smiled, dictated a poem, saluted respectfully, and said: "Remember the kindness in my heart, I dare not forget it!"

Xia Er ignored him, went straight back, dictated the poem to Miss Rusu, and then told her what Meng Yu had just told her.

"Hehe, Meng Gongzi is really smart!"

Miss Rusu pursed her lips and smiled, of course she knew that Meng Yu wanted to use her fame to sell this poem.

If Meng Yu sells it himself, then only people who know poetry and love poetry will buy it, but those talented people who are nostalgic for Fengyue will be indifferent, and there will be a large market missing.

She smiled, and suddenly said in a loud voice: "I occasionally got a poem and sold it, I don't know if anyone can think of it?"

Her voice is so breathtaking, it makes people want to stop, and it is very good.

After speaking, she put the poem on the Luoyang paper, handed it to Xia Er, and took it down to those talents, literati and ink writers, to watch.

"Oh?"

Bai Shan invited Yue to smile and said, "You don't need to read the poem written by Miss Rusu, I will give you a thousand taels!"

"Humph!"

Xia Er snorted coldly, expressed dissatisfaction, and said, "Sons, let's take a look!"

"Okay, let's see!"

The genius and the literati got together, looking at the poem very indifferently, and almost fell to the ground in shock.

Mid-Autumn Moon

Ten rounds of frost shadow turn to the court,

This night is a lonely corner.

It may not be that Su'e has no hatred,

The jade toad is cold and the osmanthus is lonely.

Such a good poem, it is amazing.

The Milky Way is in the shadow, the festival is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moonlight softly falls all over the sycamore in the courtyard. And on such a good night, I was detained in a foreign land, standing alone in the corner, unable to be reunited. Maybe Chang'e is like me, she may not be without melancholy and resentment! You see, the Moon Palace is also cold, and even the laurel tree is swaying alone!

"Three thousand taels!"

Someone in the pavilion heard this poem and immediately bid three thousand taels to get the poem alone.

"Five thousand taels!"

Bai Shan Yueyue was not convinced, he began to think that Miss Ru Su couldn't write a decent poem, he didn't expect this poem to be so good, he is also a person who loves poetry, how can he let this poem fall into the hands of others.

In fact, they don't know that this poem is the "Mid-Autumn Moon" by the Song Dynasty poet Yan Shu, which is naturally of extraordinary value.

"Ten thousand taels!"

Suddenly, another voice came from the pavilion, causing everyone to gasp.

It's terrible, it's just a poem, and it was sold for 10,000 taels, and even the old bustard who saw Meng Yu give this poem to Xia Er was red-eyed, and immediately went over to slap Meng Yu.

Meng Yu smiled and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

"Twelve thousand taels!"

Baishan invited the moon to be unconvinced, and scraped together 12,000 taels, vowing to win this poem.

A voice came from the pavilion again, saying: "Baishan Gongzi, I am bound to get this poem, how much offended!"

"Twenty thousand taels!"

………

The entire Fengming Pavilion was quiet, and fell into an extremely shock, the Tang people love poetry, and Meng Yu is also shocked Don't want it, the degree of this love of poetry is too terrifying!

The old bustard immediately said: "Meng Gongzi will come often in the future, if there is a poem, I am willing to buy it at a high price!"

"Uh..."

Meng Yu came back to his senses at this time, and said very indifferently: "Yes!"

The whole poetry conference ended like this, Meng Yu took 10,000 taels very indifferently, and when he wanted to leave, he was suddenly stopped by a person, and his heart sank.

"Meng Gongzi, don't mind, we have no malicious intent!"

The man looked very friendly, and bowed his hand and said, "My young lady invites you to get together!"

Meng Yu was stunned for a moment, nodded and followed him.

And Xia Er looked at the remaining 10,000 taels, and her attitude towards Meng Yu also improved a lot, and when she said it, this was the man in her heart!

"Hehe, it's only 10,000 taels!"

For some reason, Ru Su felt a little lost in his heart and sighed secretly.

After all, we are not all the way, he doesn't like the wind and the moon, how can he save me from fire and water?

………

Bai Shan invited Yue to leave angrily, and after a while, he let his little maid strip naked when he got home, and then something unspeakable happened.

And Meng Yu followed the little guy to the private room, looked at the woman sitting upright, and was shocked.

Chang'an talented girl, gentleman is fascinated?

"Hehe......"

Meng Yu was restless, most of his knowledge was plagiarized, where is there any real talent and real learning, naturally afraid of being discovered by this talented woman in Chang'an.

He suddenly smiled and said, "I don't know why Miss Jun called me here?"

Jun smiled, put down the teacup with his slender fingers, and suddenly said, "I saw that Gongzi handed over the poem to Miss Xia'er, I wonder if the poem was written by Gongzi?"

"Uh... No! ”

Meng Yu was very natural, bowed his hand, and said: "I didn't do it, hehe, if there is nothing else, I will retire first!"

"Oh?"

Jun smiled and continued: "It's really interesting, is the son willing to go to the mansion with me to be a teacher?"

This shocked Meng Yu, this time it was Mr. Teaching, so he almost couldn't hold it, after all, it was a good job, remember, Mr. Teaching is not the master of a private school, and his status is much higher.

"Don't go!"

Meng Yu didn't bother to pay attention to it, he already had 10,000 taels, so he naturally wanted to do what he liked, and said: "I'd better go back to farming, if Miss Jun has any difficulties in the future, you might as well come to the suburbs to find me, I'll be there!"

Meng Yu left very indifferently, leaving a chuckling gentleman.

"Miss?"

The little guy didn't like it and looked at his own lady.

"No!"

Jun smiled and commanded, "Go back, it's getting late!"

"Yes!"

Then the entire Fengming Pavilion was empty, and the entire West Market was gradually deserted, and the night was already slightly cool.

Meng Yu went home, put 10,000 taels away, and went to sleep at the end, but he didn't find that there was a sloppy old man in the room.

(To be continued)