Chapter 122: Sowing Discord

When night fell, the lights came on, and Jinling City was not quiet like other cities, but became more lively and noisy.

A wharf on the bank of the Qinhuai River was bustling with many people and carriages.

These people who stood together in small circles of three or five and talked together were all well-dressed and extraordinary.

In the past, there were many small traders in this wharf who shouted and sold here, but those small traders did not dare to enter the wharf to set up stalls and sell and disturb the nobles who were standing on the wharf and chatting at the moment, so they could only watch outside the wharf, and when those nobles boarded the boat and left, they rushed in as soon as possible to grab a good position.

Docked on the edge of the pier is a magnificently decorated and brightly lit painting boat.

There is a signboard hanging on the painting boat - Tianxiang Building.

"Brother Boyan, have you heard?" Wu Bei shook the paper folding fan and said to Qin Feng, "Ji Ning also participated in Miss Liu's celebration banquet. ”

Although Wu Bei tried his best to calm his tone, Qin Feng could still hear the jealousy, resentment and provocation.

It turned out that Qin Feng and Wu Bei were originally talented people, and Liu Ruyi's field usually did not miss it, and it cost a lot of silver taels. Moreover, on the night of the final of the Oiran competition, although they could not be there, they all sent people to cast a thousand flowers for Liu Ru.

In addition, they are also the most active and famous talents in Jinling City.

Therefore, at Liu Ruye's Oiran celebration banquet, they were naturally indispensable.

Qin Feng was a little sympathetic to Wu Bei, there is a way that a gentleman does not move his mouth, but he was slapped in public after two words of persuasion, and no one can stand such a big humiliation. But I can't retaliate right away.

He nodded and said, "I heard." It is said that because his words happened to come out of the Chongwang Mansion to Miss Liu, Miss Liu took a risk and sang his words, and the result was a reversal and won the Oiran in one fell swoop. It is said that Miss Liu is very grateful to Ji Ning and is ready to let him sit on the lower left at the celebration banquet. ”

"He was just lucky to dream of that song." Wu Bei said in a sour tone, "If he usually writes poetry, he is not even one ten-thousandth of Brother Boyan." There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book, hehe, so vulgar and profit-seeking, it really defiles the poetry! ”

Qin Feng smiled and said, "Brother Mingde has won the award." If you want to write poetry, you are a cut above the foolish brother. The foolish brother is just rote memorization of more sage books. ”

"But Jinling City respects you as the first talent of the younger generation. It can be seen that Jinling genius is not a genius who can be a genius by dreaming of one or two poems by luck, he must be rich and rich, and he can be called a genius if he has real talent! Wu Bei said pointedly.

Qin Feng nodded and said: "There is a way to know the horsepower remotely, and you will see the hearts of the people over time." Tonight's feast, it is indispensable to recite poetry and debate the scriptures, but I am afraid that he will not have a good time. ”

"Haha, who's upset?" Suddenly, a laugh came from the right.

Qin Feng and Wu Bei turned around and saw a richly dressed middle-to-middle-looking young man walking towards them.

They couldn't help but smile and saluted, "Third Prince Zhang." ”

The owner of the laughter walked up to Qin Feng and Wu Bei, and smiled in return: "The two great talents have tormented Zhang. ”

It turned out that "Zhang Gongzi" was Zhang Linwu, the third son of the Oiran who spent a lot of money to support Liu Ruyi's Zhang Zhuan.

In addition to mastering one or several financial endowments, the transfer envoy also leads the inspection of local officials, maintains law and order, counts prisons, and recommends talents.

Although Qin Feng and Wu Bei were born in the prestigious family of Jinling City and were talented and famous, they still considered themselves to be inferior in the face of Zhang Linwu.

In addition, although Zhang Linwu often went to Jinling City, he did not stay for a long time, and he was not a genius in Jinling City.

"What were you talking about?" Zhang Linwu asked.

Qin Feng wanted to go over, but Wu Bei had already spoken: "We are discussing Ji Ning. ”

"Oh? Is that the Ji Yongning who wrote 'When is the bright moon'? Zhang Linwu said with a smile, "Hehe, this Ji Yongning is really surprising, he used to carry the infamy of being a waste, but he didn't want to make such a good word in the blink of an eye." What a world of impermanence! There was a chance for Zhang to meet him. ”

Wu Bei said in a slightly sour tone: "I heard that he also participated in Miss Liu's celebration banquet, and Zhang Sangongzi will definitely be able to meet him." But don't despair. ”

"Disappointed?" Zhang Linwu asked puzzledly, "Could it be that Ji Yongning is not good-looking, even ugly?" Probably not, right? How to say that he is also a famous family, Rongzi should not be much worse. ”

"Mingde refers to Ji Ning's talent." Qin Feng replied on behalf of Wu Bei, "You don't know if you don't live in Jinling City for a long time, Ji Ning's talent is indeed not high. ”

"So, you want him to write another good poem, but I'm afraid I'm going to be disappointed." Wu Bei said, "He said it himself, the song "Water Tune Song Head: When Will the Bright Moon Be There" was inadvertently dreamed of, not by him. ”

Zhang Linwu couldn't help but have some interest fade, and said, "This is also true." A poem can occasionally be a stroke of genius, but talent learning is not achieved overnight, it is accumulated over time. ”

Wu Bei smiled deliberately: "However, his luck is enviable." It doesn't mean that he was rewarded by King Chong and Princess Wenren, but it is very likely that he will be the guest of Miss Liu. I heard that Miss Liu liked that poem very much, and she was very grateful to him, maybe she really made a promise. ”

"Well, that's quite possible." Qin Feng pretended to be unintentional and added fuel to the fire.

Of course, he heard that Wu Bei was sowing discord and making Zhang Linwu hate Ji Ning. Zhang Linwu is Liu Ru's biggest financier who won the Oiran, so he is naturally very interested in Liu Ru.

Sure enough, Zhang Linwu's face was a little gloomy, and he smiled and said, "Haha, his luck is indeed good." However, it is a bit of an exaggeration to say that Miss Liu promised each other because of his words? Moreover, that poem was not written by him specifically for Miss Liu. ”

Wu Bei laughed and said, "It's really hard to say." There has never been a shortage of talented and beautiful people on the Qinhuai River in Jinling City, and it is staged almost every year......"

When he was about to say more, Qin Feng suddenly quietly tugged at the corner of his clothes, and he suddenly realized that he couldn't use too much force.

"Hahaha......" Zhang Linwuqiang laughed a few times and didn't say anything.

However, the next moment, Qin Feng changed the topic, and the three of them laughed and talked again.

However, Zhang Linwu was a little unhappy in his heart.

Originally, he was very happy to participate in Liu Ruye's celebration banquet, otherwise it would be impossible for him to wait at the dock in advance with a pillar of incense.

When there was still half a tea time before the official boarding, Ji Ning came to the dock unhurriedly.

Because the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting in Chongwang's Mansion had just passed, Ji Ning's appearance immediately caused some commotion among the people on the dock, and they all turned their heads to look at him.

Zhang Linwu also noticed Ji Ning's arrival, he glanced at Ji Ning with slanted eyes, then turned his head and continued to talk and laugh with Qin Feng and Wu Bei.