The night was silent.

Somewhere in the Sifang Pavilion, the window lattice reflects the shadows of three women, two thin and one fat.

Yan Xinchen got up from the bed and walked to the window, where there were stacks of rice paper on the table in front of the window.

Under the bright moon, reflecting the candlelight, Yan Xinchen looked at the poems on the rice paper.

"Tianjingsha" is vicissitudes, "Jiangchengzi" is sad, "Chivalrous Travel" is happy and hateful, and "Difficult to Walk" is optimistic and heroic. There are also poems on the table, such as "Yuan Ri", "Fengqiao Night Park", and "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th".

Is this poetry written by the same person? Why is the style so varied?

The woman's face glowed with a magical brilliance, and there were confusion, doubts, and excitement in her eyes, to name a few.

After a while, she couldn't help but ask, "Lingzhu, have you seen it...... Childe, what kind of person do you think he is? ”

Ye Lingzhu lay on the bed without a ladylike demeanor, listening to Yan Xinchen ask like this, he thought about it for a while, and suddenly remembered the situation after being drunk that day, and his face was red.

"I ...... I don't know. Not...... It is a color embryo, a disciple, a prodigal. Well! Yes, exactly. Ye Lingzhu nodded affirmatively.

Immediately, he said seriously: "It's not ...... His writing is very good. Although after the Tang Dynasty Cultural Conference, the fact that he won the top spot was quickly diluted by other things. However, after the meeting, my grandfather and father copied all his poems and bound them into pamphlets, which I read every day.

Oh, and so does my brother. Although they never say anything about the things that will be held in the future, they ...... I have a faint feeling that they seem to have put all the hopes of the Heavenly Meeting on Mo Fei. It seems that not only my grandfather, but also my uncle, Ou Yezi, and those masters seem to be like this. I used to sigh a lot, but this year it doesn't seem to be. Ay...... Even my brother recites "Jiangchengzi" every day. ”

At this time, Yun Yao nibbled on an apple and muttered: "I heard that in the past two days, there have been many storytellers in the tea shop, talking about the two princes, the grassland murder case or something. ...... Sister Lingzhu, I heard that there was also a poisoning of your brother, so why did your brother and the second prince steal the scene before they were poisoned. However, then again, Sister Lingzhu, was your brother really poisoned by the second prince? ”

Ye Lingzhu glared at Yun Yao, and said angrily: "Hmph! Nonsense. ”

"Hey, hey! I don't think it's possible either. I've also heard that in those tea shops, there are poems and poems made by Mo Fei...... It's all about the tea ceremony. You say, if you are really talented, why don't you go to a poetry club, but write poems for merchants? It's like abandoning literature and going into business. ”

Ye Lingzhu was puzzled.

Yan Xinchen was silent.

Shinong industry and commerce, business is a cheap industry in this era, and it is the most criticized by people.

But it is not the top of the Datang Literary Association, the person who carries the dream of Datang Wendao, is involved in the relationship with the vendors, which is really incomprehensible.

Was he really such a worldly person?

In the past few days, in Chang'an City, there have been many gatherings of talented and beautiful people, but Mo Fei's figure has never appeared. Whether it is whether the four gentlemen of the Qin State are overwhelmed by everyone, or Yang Zijian threatened: Before the next meeting, all the talented people of the Tang Dynasty will be singled out, and they will all be ignored. The arrogance between the three kingdoms has risen and gone, which has made the Tang Dynasty even more aggrieved.

Subsequently, a voice came out, saying that this person not only did not like to participate in the poetry meeting, but was also very arrogant and arrogant, and did not take everyone seriously.

However, among the talents of Qin and Han, there are also many who think that the Tang Dynasty has been extremely weak for a long time, even if it is the first place in the Tang Dynasty Literary Association. However, in front of geniuses like Han Wenyuan and Yun Yi, he is still not qualified.

Thinking of this, Yan Xinchen shook his head.

She knew the weight of these poems, whether it was Mrs. An or Uncle Ram, there was a solemn look on their faces, which was an expression she rarely saw on the faces of the two of them.

This kind of look probably will probably have that You Zai Father and Uncle Tai Ling!

It's just that these poems are really ......, if not hastily written. It's just great! Even if he is a layman with the smell of copper coins, there is no doubt about this literary brilliance.

Yan Xinchen looked at the rice paper on the table, and suddenly smiled.

Tomorrow night's banquet for talented people! I'm going to meet this guy. Yan Xinchen looked forward to it, and then fell on the rice paper on the table.

**********************************

It's halfway through the night.

At the same time, in the west of Chang'an City, in a certain alley, two figures suddenly popped out of the darkness.

Leaning against the corner, he ran towards a house at the end of the street.

The owner of this house is surnamed Zhou, nicknamed Zhou Papi.

Mo Fei had already inquired clearly, this week he started by selling tea, his family was well-off, and he was rich and unkind in his early years, and he was poor in fish and meat.

Today, Zhou Papi is more than 60 years old, but he only has one son under his knees, and he is still a eunuch and cannot be humane. As a result, rumors spread in the market that Zhou Papi did all the bad things in his early years, and this was the retribution to his grandparents and grandchildren.

This week, the family is going to cut off their children and grandchildren.

Everyone thought so happily.

Who knows, Zhou Papi didn't believe in this evil, and spent a lot of money to pour a woman from outside to be his son's daughter-in-law. This woman is extremely fierce and ugly, and it is speculated that Zhou Peel's move is very intentional. This plagiarism can naturally keep the family property for the Zhou family, and the extremely ugly can avoid being hooked up by outsiders and trying to make money.

It was this woman who entered the Zhou family, and the Zhou family began to become low-key, and even the slightly beautiful maid rings in the house were all distributed.

Probably because Zhou Papi no longer harmed the people, and it didn't take long for Zhou Papi's daughter-in-law to become pregnant.

The Zhou family finally didn't have to die.

These gossips are naturally not the focus of Mo Fei's concern, in fact, he is more concerned about the tea leaves of the Zhou family, as well as the relationship between Zhou Papi and the shopkeeper of Yipinxuan.

Mo Fei and Yaya came to Zhou's house in the dark, climbed over the wall and went in, and found the house where Zhou Papi stayed overnight.

When I walked to the inner courtyard, I saw a room with a candle light, and there was a sound of panting from inside the house. Mo Fei pierced a hole with his finger and spied the scene inside with one eye.

I saw that the skinny Zhou Papi was lying on her stomach with a big shoulder, a round waist, and a woman covered with fat.

The woman was fat, and she was extremely ugly. With her nose collapsed, her eyebrows sparse, and her tiny eyes faintly visible in the pile of flesh, the woman pressed against Zhou's body, squirming her body.

Mo Fei glanced at it, and quickly turned his head away, it was so dazzling that he almost vomited in disgust.

However, the word "father-in-law" came from the back room.

Suddenly, no wonder Zhou Papi's son can still have children, it turns out that this is the case.

This week, the family has a lot of money, even if you buy a beautiful woman, it is not a problem, but from the heroine to the maid ring in the mansion, they are all ugly girls.

This week's peeling...... It's a love and ugliness!

The vomiting was relieved, Mo Fei and Yaya glanced at each other, and secretly picked the lock to sneak in.

"Tiger Girl ......"

At this time, Zhou Papi was exercising hard, and suddenly, the fat daughter-in-law on his body suddenly fell on him like a giant mountain collapsing.

"Whew-"

Zhou Papi grinned in pain, but once such a reluctant thing spread, the saliva of the neighbors would drown him. Therefore, he endured the pain and did not cry out.