Tang Yin and a few people are drinking, the elixir and jade liquid in Yumanlou are rich in variety, whether it is Tongquetai or Beifeng Yao, they are sold here, but the guests in Yumanlou are all literati and scholars, and how many people will drink that Beifeng Yao?

"Wenbang is here, your champion and daughter red are also sold in this Yumanlou, haha, I'm afraid Tongquetai can't be sold!" As soon as Su Lin came in, Tang Yin pulled him to sit down, and said helplessly, "Hey, this Jade Manlou's heart is really black, in your fifteen taels and one pot of wine, when he arrives, it will become fifty taels." ”

In this regard, Su Lin disagreed, he had not yet made public the names of Zhuangyuanhong and his daughter Hong, and he did not sell them in Suji, and there were only a dozen pots a day, and most of them went into the stomachs of Yue Fei and others.

The fifteen taels and one pot were just the price of their friendship to Yue Fei.

As for the name, I'm afraid that except for Su Lin, Su'er and others, only Yue Fei and a few of them know it.

"Hey, to tell you the truth, this champion and daughter Hong, today I want to sell it at this Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, and in the future, there will be a hundred pots in this Yumanlou every day." Seeing Tang Yin's confusion and complaints, Su Lin laughed and explained, "However, Su Ji has two hundred pots a day, and you are here, so you can take care of it." ”

Tang Yin pursed his lips and said with some dissatisfaction: "Two hundred pots, how many people can drink it?" ”

Let's just say that the hundred pots in Yumanlou, if it is said that it is a banquet, it is only a matter of seven or eight tables, and even five or six tables will be gone, and Su Ji's situation is similar, Tang Yin is worried that after Su Lin officially goes on sale, when they go, the northwest wind will be gone.

"As long as you come, when the time comes, I will take twenty pots from the treasury, and it will still be fifteen taels!" Su Lin patted Tang Yin on the shoulder, this guy is really a wine worm.

The advantage of this method of limited sales is that it can raise the reputation of the wine, as well as the quality and price, today it may be fifty taels, and after the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, I am afraid that someone will buy it for a hundred taels of silver.

Compared with this pot, it is much better than spending tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy a fake wine in later generations, right?

In fact, Surin is sold in limited quantities, the biggest advantage is that it is safe, the Tongquetai brewed by the first winery in the south of the Yangtze River, only a few hundred pots of Zhuangyuan Red and Daughter Red, even if the fame will be suppressed, it will still not affect their sales, so it will not cause conflicts in the market.

Yue Fei was still talking to Zong He, although Zong He himself was a little strange, but his personality was so bold and straightforward, it was still quite in line with Yue Fei's appetite, and the two hit it off at first sight and talked happily.

At this time, there was a bustling sound outside, Liu Yan led a young man up the stairs to the third floor, and countless people greeted him, and vaguely, Su Lin seemed to hear the name Zihou.

"Zi Hou? But Zhang Zihou? The name sounded familiar, and then Su Lin thought of a person and asked.

Qin Hui was writing a notebook, but he also stopped writing at this time, nodded and said: "Brother Zihou has a lot of opportunities, he is waiting to return to Beijing at this time, so he will naturally find time to participate in the poetry meeting, not to mention that Liu Zhizhou is his teacher and an official body, so it is not surprising that he is with Liu Zhizhou." ”

Su Lin suddenly realized, he had never heard that Zhang Ning was Liu Yan's student before, as Liu Yan's student, he must have been often guided by Zheng Gong and others, no wonder he was able to sing all the way in the two yuan.

Now the identity is different, and it is natural that you can't follow these talents on occasions like the Poetry Club, and different people naturally have different circles on different occasions.

Dingnangong's trip to Yangzhou has long ended and he returned to Jiangning, and Zheng Gong and Yang Lao returned to Beijing to resume their duties, and the person in charge of this poetry club naturally became Liu Yan.

With the arrival of Liu Yan, it also means the beginning of the poetry meeting, and since it is a poetry meeting, there is naturally a color head, and this color head is a pot of wine.

This pot of wine is a little different, its nobility ranks first in the world, it is the best immortal drunk in the imperial wine today, this pot of wine is Liu Yan's own collection, there are only three or four pots in his house, and now he takes out a pot, it seems that he has made a bloody investment.

In fact, the main reason is that Yang Lao Zheng Gong is not there, and there is no other color to get his hands on, this fairy drunk is precious, but to put it bluntly, it is just a pot of wine, this wine is not more about drinking, but cherishing it at home.

With the sound of a bell, the poetry meeting officially begins, and as long as the poems are written before tonight's time, they can be counted as works at the poetry meeting whenever and wherever they are, so as to participate in the competition.

Tang Yin liked the color head very much, he wanted to drink a pot of fairy drunk in this life, but unfortunately it was difficult to have the opportunity, so he immediately laughed three times and said, "I'll come first!" ”

After that, he walked out of the private room, went outside, and said, "Today, that immortal drunk me Tang Yin wanted!" ”

Everyone outside heard that Tang Yin was so arrogant, but no one spoke sarcastically and opposed, Tang Yin's madness was well-known in the entire Jiangnan, and now Tang Yin wants to take the lead in writing the first poem, wouldn't it be more elegant?

Su Lin, Yue Fei and others followed, Yue Fei smiled and said, "Bohu, the poems in the last Qixi Poetry Meeting didn't get the first place!" ”

Hearing Yue Fei's joke, Tang Yin was also a little annoyed, and shouted: "Pen and ink are waiting!" ”

At this time, the moon happened to be hanging outside the window, and the moonlight sprinkled on Tang Yin's body, just now he was in a hurry, at this time he was still holding a wine glass in his hand, and he drank all the wine in the cup, looked at the full moon, thought a little, and wrote down five words!

Put the wine to the moon song.

At this time, a burst of floral fragrance wafted in, there are many osmanthus trees outside the jade building, and the fragrance of osmanthus is strong.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but shake their heads, this Tang Yin is still good at poetry, and this time, it's not words!

With Tang Yin's hard work, a poem was slowly written, and Su Lin didn't expect that Tang Yin was here to write this easy-to-understand poem, but even if it is easy to understand, it is still a rare masterpiece!

Li Bai had a month in front of him, but only Li Baishi could say it. Li Bai is now immortal, how round is the moon in the blue sky? Today's people still sing Li Bai's poems, and the bright moon is still like Li Baishi. I learn from Li Bai to Mingyue, Bai and Mingyue can know! Li Bai can regain poetry and wine, I will repeat a thousand songs in a hundred glasses today. Although I am ashamed that I don't have Li Baicai, I don't think Yingyue thinks I'm ugly. I want to board the ship of the Son of Heaven, but I don't know that Chang'an refuses me to sleep. Yangzhou city is full of jade buildings, and the moon is full of osmanthus flowers.

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Bohemian and uninhibited, the next pen is a poem of a madman, and it is indeed Tang Yin!

Su Lin looked at Tang Yin, who stopped writing under the moon, and immediately thought of two people, Li Bai and Su Shi, both of whom used wine as poetry and the moon as a companion for their careers.

Not only Su Lin, but the people around him all have this feeling, although in this poem, although they are all free and bold words, but there is one sentence at the end, which is Tang Yin's heartfelt words at this time!

I want to board the ship of the Son of Heaven, but I don't know that Chang'an refuses me to sleep!

(1) Excerpt from Tang Yin's "Song of Wine to the Moon", the last two sentences have been modified (original sentence: I don't board the ship of the Son of Heaven, and I don't go to sleep in peace.) There is a thatched hut outside the city of Gusu, and the moon is full of ten thousand trees and plum blossoms. ）

Note: Chang'an, the Son of Heaven ship refers to the official career.

Su Lin wrote the lyrics, guess which one?