Qin Ze's small action was extremely shady, so apart from the person concerned, there was no third person who could know about it at all.

Wang Yuxi's face was blue and red for a while, and in the end, he didn't say a word, tilted his head and stopped looking at Qin Ze.

"Hey, hey." Qin Ze, who got the cheap, laughed very obediently twice, and then asked Cui Ling on the side: "I don't know what Brother Cui thinks of this bet?"

Cui Ling naturally didn't have any opinions, and his great self-confidence had already blinded him. Or that Cui Ling is not wrong at all in this matter, the fault is that Qin Ze is an open-minded person, and what he represents is Huaxia, which has accumulated 5,000 years of human civilization.

It's an unfair matchup......

But......

Qin Ze likes it!

"Well, listen up." Qin Ze raised his feet and stepped forward to meet Cui Ling's gaze. At this moment, Qin Ze became dazzling, different from the previous convergence, and now the momentum he exuded all over his body represented how arrogant he was.

"If there are insects in the water, it will be turbid, if there are fish in the water, then fishing, the water will be water, and the rivers and lakes will be miao."

As soon as he came up, Qin Ze thought of the most interesting word splitting pair, this kind of pair doesn't seem to be too difficult, but it's not so simple to really match it. Especially this pair, not only every sentence with water, but also insects, turbidity, fish, and fishing are all related to water.

Coupled with the last sentence of the rivers and lakes, it is even more similar to the above scenes, which are extremely fascinating.

As soon as Qin Ze's pair came out, even Changsun Chong, who had always acted as a peacemaker, unconsciously looked at Qin Ze twice. Qin Zemo is not an unborn son, and this poetry meeting is completely dominant. I also began to wonder what Qin Ze's origin was.

Li Shiyun also frowned slightly, tilting her head and thinking slightly. Looking at her expression, it doesn't look like she can come up with it for a moment.

As for Cui Ling's hand holding the brush, it stopped in the air, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn, and in the end it became extremely gloomy, as if he had been robbed of his daughter-in-law.

Qin Ze was leisurely, holding his hands on his chest, first taking a look at Li Shiyun's intoxicating and excellent face. Looking at Cui Ling's expression of scratching his ears and cheeks, he suddenly felt in a good mood.

is not in a hurry, Qin Ze just let them think about it. But together with Erhu, they chatted without a word. During this period, I saw Cheng Huailiang from afar, and the guy's horse was already full of all kinds of game. looked at a group of literati on Qin Ze's side, turned around and rode away.

His task is very simple, just watch when Qin Ze and the others leave. As for what this bunch of people were doing, he was not interested at all.

About half a pillar of incense had passed, someone sighed and broke the silence. Then more and more people began to sigh and gave up trying.

Even Li Shiyun shook her head slightly at Qin Ze, indicating that she didn't know.

At this time, everyone who was originally ready to watch the excitement all looked at Cui Ling with sympathy. That expression in Cui Ling's eyes was simply a life-threatening poison.

A fine sweat broke out of his forehead, and his body even shook a little. He no longer had the calm and calm he had before, and his eyes when he looked at Qin Ze became a little sluggish.

Qin Ze didn't speak, this time was when Cui Ling was weak, and whoever provoked this guy at this time would definitely be regarded as a scapegoat. So the best thing to do is to wait for him to calm down.

Fortunately, Cui Ling is also a person who reads poetry and books, except for some arrogance, no one in his eyes, and a dog's eyes are low, there is nothing bad about it, anyway, Qin Ze thinks so.

After another cup of tea, Cui Ling's whole body shook, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Qin Ze, where was the previous calm and relaxed on his face.

"You...... Is there a downlink? By the time he said this, his voice had been lowered to the lowest, almost to the point of being inaudible.

Qin Ze shook his head lightly and said slowly: "The wood is the foundation, the wood is the end, the wood is the wood, the pine and cypress are the forest." After speaking, Qin Ze paused, sighed and said, "Brother Cui has only known people, and he bows to the wind in Xiagan." This pair also learned about it by chance, but they only got this unneat link, so Brother Cui didn't have to think about it at all. ”

In a word, it is not revealed, hit a stick and give a date. This kind of extremely simple principle of life, how could Qin Ze not understand. Sometimes convincing people with virtue will get much more than being aggressive.

After saying a few words, he not only retained Cui Ling's face, but also showed his generosity, and this business made a steady profit.

Cui Ling didn't understand what he didn't understand after hearing this, and he also knew that he was annoyed and angry for a while, which caused a big disaster. At that moment, with a wave of his hand, he handed the rabbit shoulder purple pen to Qin Ze, and said respectfully: "Today, I will learn from Brother Qin, and Cui is willing to bow down." Please Brother Qin accept this pen, Cui should study behind closed doors in order to make progress! ”

They are all people who understand, so after Qin Ze gave him a step, Cui Ling did not hesitate to go along with it. This shameful and courageous remark also made Qin Ze stunned.

Cui Ling's retreat was crisp, and he had the courage to admit his own shortcomings, but also said that the rabbit shoulder purple pen that was originally lost was regarded as a "bitter gall" to motivate himself, which can be said to have earned enough face.

"Awesome, it seems that we will have to be more restrained in the future, each of these guys is simple." Cui Ling's matter made Qin Ze start to take these "Tang people" seriously, he always thought that he could rely on the advantage of more than a thousand years and be "unscrupulous" here, but now he found that he was wrong.

This era in which he exists now is the body of a giant under his feet, and although he stands on the shoulders of passers-by, the giant is far wider than him.

Cui Ling left, and walked very simply. Qin Ze could almost imagine that his move would definitely make everyone forget about the loss of his bet. But these don't matter, I held the rabbit shoulder purple pen in my hand, and I didn't find any difference after looking at it for a long time.

At the moment, he threw it to Wang Fu, ready to ask him to help him sell this thing. It's better to change some money and feel more at ease.

Wang Fu only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and he had felt that Qin Ze's sudden burst of passion was a little strange. Now it seems that he is not wrong at all, he really just values the value of this pen five hundred times. As for all the other literati-related backgrounds, he turned a blind eye.

Can this thing be taken out and sold? Who would dare to sell this thing?

"Brother Qin, this thing can't be sold." Wang Fu stared at Qin Ze's increasingly gloomy gaze, and told the story before and after, and hurriedly added at the end: "I wanted to tell you at the time, but I was interrupted by you."

"Grandma's, after working together for most of the day, I got a worthless broken pen." As soon as he heard that it was worthless, Qin Ze suddenly lost interest, in his eyes, this priceless rabbit shoulder purple pen was not as good as a copper coin.

After a turn of thought, Qin Ze immediately walked to Wang Yuxi's side and handed over the brush: "Take it, I'll give it to you." Qin Ze said very domineeringly. In my heart, I thought that Wang Yuxi should not embarrass himself when he is so sensible, so it would be good if the promise of borrowing Yubi did not happen.

"You're really going to send me." Wang Yuxi suddenly turned upright, looked at Qin Ze's eyes, and asked very seriously.

The sudden seriousness made Qin Ze stunned, scratched his head and didn't find anything wrong, and then stuffed the brush into Wang Yuxi's hand and said, "If you send it, you will send it, what is not true."

Qin Ze's sudden domineering also made Wang Yuxi stunned. Without speaking, she tilted her head slightly and looked at Qin Ze quietly.

The dappled sunlight shatters into countless petals, and the years are quiet in the peach blossom breeze.

Wang Yuxi's sudden silence also made Qin Ze a little stunned, he was worthy of being as quiet as a virgin and moving as a rabbit.

Silent and smiling lightly, Wang Yuxi put away the purple pen on the rabbit shoulder, and when she turned back, Qin Ze could only see endless confusion and a trace of imperceptible sadness on her face.

Next, Qin Ze seemed to have lost his soul, and he had no interest in the poetry club at all. The poetry will go on here, and it will also enter the end.

The second round of the competition also made everyone bow down because of Qin Ze's absoluteness.

Finally, in the recitation of the "Book of Twilight Rain" made by Changsun Chong, the poetry meeting officially ended. It was only at this time that Qin Ze regained some of his spirit, staring at the twenty guan in Changsun Chong's hand.

There is no doubt that this time the poem will impress everyone is definitely Qin Ze, and even the danqing that Wang Fu spent was also under Qin Ze's guidance. So getting twenty runs is already a sure thing.

Sure enough, after Changsun Chong published a large number of Qin Ze's meaningless speeches, he finally won the major event of the poetry club.

"In this poetry meeting, we are fortunate to get the "Funeral Flower Yin", Danqing Wonderful Pen and Eternal Absolute. The poetry club was established to encourage us to forge ahead with each other, so we set up a reward of 20 times. The talent of Brother Qin in this poetry meeting is obvious to everyone, do you have any different meanings about this? ”

Qin Ze's eyes were almost narrowed, staring at the pile of copper coins piled on the table, Qin Ze felt that he was one step closer to his dream of going home.

"Buy a house first, and then buy a few little maids, the kid of Erhu doesn't look pleasing to the eye at all, and then go to Zuichun Building to talk to the young ladies about life. Hey! Flattered! ”

Qin Ze felt that he had to be more low-key, so he tried his best to suppress his heart that was about to fly.

But at this time, Changsun Chong's voice changed, became low, and said: "Gongzi Wang Sun shook the fan, this sentence makes my heart ache. We are not holding a poetry meeting for the dawn of the world, but also for sharing the worries of Your Majesty. ”

Speaking of this, the eldest grandson Chong paused, turned his gaze to Qin Ze and continued: "Brother Qin is a generation of literature and thoughts, and he knows the suffering of the people. Therefore, there is a reluctant request to donate 50 pieces of this poetry meeting to Wuxian Temple to help the people. I don't know what Brother Qin thinks? ”