The maids gathered around Li Bo'an, with more than ten red signs, and Chu Mingzhe and the others' eyelids jumped.

"This ...... How much can the word be sung? ”

The maid on the side said helplessly: "It stands to reason that it won't work." ”

"Childe, I'll come first......" A little maid's voice is as light as a mosquito, and the quality of the words is related to the voice, of course, the quality of the words and the artistic conception also affect the effect of the performance.

As soon as these words came out, the little maids who came up to ask for words were not happy, and expressed their eagerness to Li Boyan to ask for words.

"Da Lang, I think Mingmei is very good, or ......" Chu Mingzhe rubbed his hands and suggested.

"Eh, then I think Miss Qinhan is more in line with Dalang's taste, so it's better to ......"

Li Boyan rolled his eyes at Zhou Ning, this is the first time Lao Tzu has come back, what flavor do you know?

"Since so many sisters want this song, in this way, come first and come first, this sister Hua's maid is the first to come, and this song will be with Sister Hua."

The named little maid looked happy, hurriedly saluted Li Boyan, and trotted away excitedly.

In addition, the maids who were not selected were ready to go back, and then choose one of the remaining words to sing. Of course, picking the rest of the words, naturally there is no good work.

Several unwilling maids stood beside Li Boyan and begged, "Can Li Gongzi fill in another poem?" Please. ”

The quality of the words directly affects the success or failure of the competition for the Oiran, and these maids naturally don't want the sisters they serve to leave regrets.

Li Boyan glanced at Chen Baichuan in the distance and found that the pair of blazing starry eyes were staring here.

"I'm so sorry." Li Boyan smiled.

The scholar with a thin face suddenly flashed over and beckoned to one of the maids, saying, "I didn't just refuse the two maids, waiting for Miss Ji to ask for words, I don't know if there is such an honor?" ”

The maid held the red stick in her hand and said with some hesitation: "But...... Sister Ji said, as long as this Li Gongzi's words. ”

Li Boyan glanced at the scholar lightly, who was the one sitting next to Chen Baichuan at that time. It seems that this loser "Nan Chen", who is as famous as him, admires this Ji girl.

The scholar on the side was taken aback, and his face suddenly became ugly, but he still calmed down, showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said: "But this son's words have been given to others, and Miss Ji will sing the lyrics later, do you still have to pick up people's teeth?" ”

The rest of the maids were gone, and the stubborn maid was left, biting her lip in place, as if she would not give up.

"Then I'll fill in another one."

As soon as Li Boyan said this, Chu Mingzhe and the others on the side were so shocked that they couldn't speak, fill in another poem? When did this word become so easy to fill?

"Da Lang, don't speak wildly, it's not good to be slapped in the face at that time."

Li Boyan smiled slightly and said, "You wait a moment." ”

Li Boyan picked up the pen, pondered slightly, and then the pen walked the dragon and snake, and after a while, he finished filling in a song "In the Rain of West Lake", handed it to the maid, and said with a smile: "If Miss Ji doesn't like it, don't be surprised." ”

"Multi-...... Thank you, Childe. The maid had a look of disbelief in her eyes, and she filled in another song so quickly? When she took the words, she couldn't help but glance up, and she didn't know if it was in line with Sister Ji's mind. She recognized the words on the paper, but whether the words were good or not, she had to let Sister Ji see them.

The maid ran away, and the scholar who was left out on the side snorted coldly, and said with a smile: "Li Gongzi is really talented, I heard that he was still gambling in the gambling house a few days ago, and he can write and fill in the words today, which is really Wen Taowuluo." ”

Li Boyan could hear the ridicule in this grandson's words, so he smiled and said, "It's nothing. Filling in the lyrics is a small skill of carving insects, there is nothing to be proud of, this brother's noble surname? Would you like to sit down and have a drink? ”

"There's no need to drink, Bo Yan can send a message to Ji Yun, which can be regarded as giving me Chen a certain face, and I will thank you another day. A glass of wine today, thank you. Chen Baichuan didn't know when he walked over, stood in front of the thin scholar, picked up the wine glass, saluted Li Boyan, and drank it in one gulp.

Before Li Boyan could say anything, he took the scholar and left.

Zhao Mingzhe snorted coldly, played with the cup in his hand, and looked at the backs of the two goods, "If it weren't for his dead father, Lao Tzu would have beaten him up a long time ago." ”

Li Boyan sat down and glanced at He Yuqing, who was expressionless, he didn't know what this smiling tiger said to Chen Baichuan, and he was so hostile to him. However, Li Boyan doesn't mind them playing tricks, he has been in the mall for so many years, if he can't even deal with a few tricks, he won't be confused.

"Hey, madman, can you, when did you learn to fill in the words?"

Li Boyan smiled slightly, "Yuelu students will, if you want to learn, go to Yuelu Academy for a few months." ”

"Hmph, don't try to deceive me and wait for foolishness, how can it be so easy to fill in the words, look at the one I brought, I didn't fancy a beauty, yes, thanks to you to support the scene, we people, I'm afraid of meeting culture."

"Heh, Mingzhe, you are still mocking Da Lang just now, why did you start complimenting you after a short while?"

Chu Mingzhe waved his hand and said, "Go and go, stay by my side." Dalang, let me tell you something, you must promise me. ”

"You speak first."

"That...... If Ji Meiren wins the championship, please come in and listen to the music, can you pick me up? ”

Li Boyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Hello this?" ”

A few gentlemen put their heads together, looked at Li Boyan strangely, was silent for a moment, and said bluntly: "Let me tell you this, in this world, there is no man who doesn't like that world-famous face." ”

"Really?"

Chu Mingzhe looked down and said, "Look, Ji Meiren has come out." ”

Among the red sleeves, many nobles stretched out their heads to look.

The sound of the pipa is melodious and crisp.

"Dai Mei closed, the green beard flowed, and Fang Bo was sad. I am worried and dreaming. ”

He Yu Qinghu's brows furrowed.

Hearing Ji Yun's singing, even Jiang Shangshu, who still wanted to slander Li Boyan, had nothing to say.

"The mountains float, the water is long, I want to ask where the clouds stay. Someone Skyrim Head. ”

After the song, many people still reminisce.

"Who wrote this word, so meaningful?"

"What a word! I have such a talented person in Yongzhou! ”

Li Boyan smiled lightly, and when he looked down, he happened to see Ji Yun looking up.

The two exchanged glances for a moment, and Ji Yun entered the bead curtain on one side.

By the time Li Boyan retracted his gaze again, several hungry wolves on the side had already swallowed their saliva wildly.

"Da Lang, do you see it? This posture is really speechless. Alas, right. Fang Cai's words, Da Lang hurriedly told me, what does it mean, if I see Ji Meiren later, I can also interject a few words. ”

Seeing Chu Mingzhe's eagerness, Li Boyan smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that Chen Baichuan will tear you apart?" ”

Chu Mingzhe glanced at Chen Baichuan on the other side, and when he saw those vigilant eyes, he quickly withdrew his gaze and forced himself to calm down: "What can he do?" Can you still do it? ”

Zhou Ning smiled and said: "I remember that this Ji Meiren won the championship for the first time, and it was not her who was the top celebrity at that time, when Chen Baichuan smashed 10,000 flower tickets, it turned out that there was really a lot of money." In the end, it wasn't until Chen Baichuan smashed 50,000 flower tickets that he stopped. Do you know what happened to the stupid guy who raised the bar with Chen Baichuan? ”

Chu Mingzhe raised his eyebrows and said, "They are all masters of spending money, who doesn't have a temper?" How? Can he Chen Baichuan still do it? ”

Zhou Ning nodded, "Those martial artists of the Chen family are not soft rice, and they almost pulled off the rich man's chicken." ”

As soon as a few gentlemen tightened their bodies, they immediately made up their minds that they would definitely not be hard against Chen Baichuan.

"And a few days ago, someone forcibly broke into the red sleeves to find trouble with Ji Meiren'er, and was found in Yongning Lane the next day, beating all limbs and half of his body."

Chu Mingzhe shuddered and no longer stiffened his mouth. Yongzhou's South Chen and North Li, Li Boyan may just lose some fields, but this Chen Baichuan loser is the merit accumulated on the defeated ancestors. Those generals and martial artists of the Chen family are all tall and burly, and it is easy to abolish a person.

"A trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, the body to the side of Yuguan, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night.

The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized, and there is no sound in the old garden. ”

What pulled everyone back to the table again from the discussion was this good word copied by Li Boyan, the first lyricist of the Ming Dynasty and the first lyricist of the Qing Dynasty are naturally not comparable to these crooked melons and cracked dates in Yongzhou, and the words sung from the mouths of these two are basically crushing everyone.

This poem amazed everyone even more.

An old Confucian with talent in Yongzhou originally just came to listen to the music, but suddenly opened his eyes.

"Yuguan? Yanyun Sixteen States? The person who wrote the lyrics is really talented! "Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures, that is the pain of the Song Dynasty, but this pain, since the dynasty moved the capital to Lin'an, it is becoming less and less like this.

The old man pondered for a moment, leaned back on the chair, and muttered, "There is no sound in the old garden...... The old garden should be silent......"

As he spoke, he stroked the sleeping yellow cat in his arms with his hand dotingly, and muttered to himself: "Hmm, the little master is awake?" Do you want to eat some steamed buns? As he spoke, he tore off a small piece of the half-eaten steamed bun and handed it to the mouth of the yellow cat in his arms.

Meow!

The yellow cat sniffed ignorantly and tilted her head away.

"Don't eat and pull down!"

As he spoke, the old man stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth, but muttered to himself.

"I'll go back and give you chicken liver."

Maybe those talented literati can't fill in such good words, but the evaluation is still a bit level, basically, the favorite to win the championship today is among these two.

"Da Lang, this ...... "A Journey to the Mountain", won't you fill it in again?" Chu Mingzhe suddenly remembered the title shouted out by the maid just now, it seems to be this one......

"Laughing." Li Boyan leaned on the back of the chair, listening to the ancient music, but he was still thinking about what Chen Baichuan and He Yuqing were doing.

He vaguely felt that He Yuqing was really using Ji Yun to provoke Chen Baichuan's relationship with him, but what he didn't understand was that he could not go-for-tat with Chen Baichuan, so what could he Li Boyan lose? I can't get anything!

So what is He Yuqing thinking?