The few people who were just defeated were the strongest among them, so at this time, only a small number of people were still eager to try, the captain of the hundred and the captain of the thousand, not only for the silver, but also wanted to try their own skills.

Li Dingfang was watching from the side at this time, and occasionally the nursing home looked at him, and found that there was no surprise on his face, as if he had expected this step, and sighed in his heart, the adult and Steward Li are both masters, and looked at Ning Zhiyuan's competition with the nursing home.

Li Dingfang sighed secretly in his heart, he was actually very surprised, they were all scholars, why is the gap so big? Ning Zhiyuan was about the same as his body the year before last, maybe it was better, but now he can beat ten of himself at a time.

This time it didn't seem so exaggerated, and it also gave Ning Daguan some real background, just now, he seemed to be a little surprised, so it was solved so quickly, this time the nursing home was prepared, and it was a little difficult

It was almost noon, Ning Zhiyuan returned to the house a little tired, took a medicated bath comfortably, and then prepared to fall asleep, taking a nap at noon, just like he said to Li Yuran, he did it himself.

The result of the competition was that the more than 100 people who took a month's or two dollars in the nursing home, five people were enough to knock him down, of course, they couldn't please themselves.

It is reasonable for him to have some regrets, he is not very strong, and the benefits brought to him by the changes in his body are also obvious, in addition to the aspect of intercourse, his physical strength has increased, and his strength has become greater, he thinks that he should probably learn the moves, brute force is not good, just like Li Dingguo was always bullied by Li Jun.

Li Jun

Speaking of Li Jun, Ning Zhiyuan didn't know what happened to him, so he fell asleep.

In the afternoon, just after a snack of some pastries, Li Ying came to the house, compared with more than a year ago, there is no change, it is still worse than his own appearance, exaggerated look, perhaps, just something more in his heart.

He was smiling, Ning Zhiyuan was smiling when he saw it, he had no heart or lungs, Ning Daguan got up to greet him, and then he smiled for a while, and immediately made a bitter face.

"God, Zhiyuan, how did you become even taller than me." The voice was mournful and unbeatable, but the words he said made him feel very good.

Isn't sixteen or seventeen years old the age to grow taller? Ning Daguan looked at Li Ying with half-squinted eyes, in fact, he was not taller than Li Ying, but he was much taller than before.

"Zhiyuan, how about going to visit the Qinglou tonight?" Li Ying's tone changed, and he said with a yearning on his face, "There has been another famous prostitute in the Guijia Courtyard recently, but I have seen it, brother, it is no worse than the Liu girl you ransomed before."

Li Ying gushed endlessly, there was not the slightest rustiness in his tone, and he was still so familiar, which made Ning Zhiyuan feel very good.

"There's nothing wrong with that." Ning Daguan said with a smile, "Call Dingfang a piece, his concubine is still thanks to you." ”

Men will always become bad, but they need an opportunity, and Li Dingfang's opportunity is to encourage him to go shopping. Li Ying of the kiln.

However, Ning Zhiyuan thought that even if there was no such thing as Li Ying and the kiln, Li Dingfang would always go to the current level, and he would take him there.

"Dingfang saw that Miss Lin's soul was flying, I just did a good deed, and the money for redemption was also taken by Dingfang himself." Li Yingxing explained excitedly, and no matter how he listened to it, he seemed to be a little proud.

"But he hasn't been going recently, and he only knows how to read in the house every day, which is boring." Li Ying shook his head and said, and looked at Ning Zhiyuan with worried eyes, "I'll try it in March, Zhiyuan, you won't go either, right?" ”

That look made Ning Daguan can't bear to refuse, so he agreed, this is what Li Ying forced me, Ning Daguan said to himself.

Li Ying is only a person, and he is also going to take the exam in mid-March, but he doesn't look worried at all, just like Ning Zhiyuan.

He didn't know what Li Ying thought, but he himself didn't care and didn't have any big expectations, so he crossed the Duqiao with thousands of troops, so let's give the opportunity to others, Ning Daguan thought very nobly, he didn't join in the fun.

As for Li Dingfang, it is very good to have his own pursuit ideas, he is different from ordinary pedantic scholars, but he can't change his heart that wants to make a name for himself by relying on the imperial examination, even Ning Zhiyuan himself, wasn't he so excited at that time?

At the beginning of the lanterns, ten miles of Qinhuai.

Ning Zhiyuan entered the homecoming courtyard, looking very low-key, after more than a year, his fame is getting bigger and bigger, but there are not many people who recognize him, sitting quietly in the corner, people who are not familiar with him can't recognize him, but Li Ying on the side is more conspicuous.

It's just that on weekdays, Li Ying will also interact with all kinds of people, but this time it's just a different one, and everyone just says that this is the biggest Yanei in Ying Tianfu who is here again.

Everything is no different than ever.

Qin Huaichun warmly turned his red sleeves, poems and songs, etc.

Spring is a good season, the dance music is just right, singing between the mountains and rivers, the three songs made by Ning Daguanren, on feelings, is indeed this one that can resonate with them the most, which has a depressed and frustrated, depressed, children's love and affection for the landscape, which is also the portrayal of these sassy people.

Ning Zhiyuan was a little surprised that this song could be sung in a female voice so addictive and amazing, it was those scholars who were obsessed, but it was only him who was amazing, unlike those who came to Qinglou Willow Lane to find spiritual comfort, Ning Zhiyuan didn't have anything to be sad about, so it felt different when he heard it.

Li Ying's face at this time was also a fascinated expression, as soon as he got drunk into Qin Huai and soared to Qingyun Road, they all seemed to see their future.

Li Xiangjun observed everyone through the curtain slightly, and when he looked down, they were all the same, his face was quiet, his movements were stagnant, time seemed to stand still, he pouted secretly, and suddenly he was stunned, only one person below was still drinking tea by himself, and it was very conspicuous in these dozens of tables.

She felt that her heart was jumping up uncompromisingly, her face became a little flushed, and she was a little depressed, and her hands couldn't help but touch the jade pendant on her chest, at a loss.

That's Ning Gongzi. Although Li Xiangjun couldn't see her face clearly, she knew that it was Ning Zhiyuan just by looking at it.

She is a famous prostitute in Meixianglou, and the relationship with this homecoming was started by this song by Ning Daguanren, and now the relationship between the two families is very harmonious, and she came this time just to find this new famous prostitute in Guijiayuan, who is also an outstanding Qinglou woman, they have a common language, just like she and Liu Ruyi.

The sound of heaven slowly fell, and Li Xiangjun was still stunned.

"Xiangjun, what's wrong with you today?" A tactful female voice asked, it was the woman who had just sang, seeing this appearance, she felt that Li Xiangjun was like a lady waiting for her lover, and she was surprised, you know, Li Xiangjun is not yet fourteen, as if she has never seen a guest.

"Ahh Li Xiangjun reacted a little distractedly, and regained his composure in just a few breaths, revealing a very bright smile, "Sister Yujing, it's okay." ”

Bian Yujing smiled lightly, looking at Li Xiangjun, it is easy for girls to establish friendships, especially women with the same experience, and both of them are women who have fallen from the official family to the Qinglou, and they have a feeling of sympathy for life.

"I just saw Ning Gongzi." Li Xiangjun paused, and then said, Bian Yujing's somewhat playful smile made her think about it, and felt that she seemed to have nothing to hide, but it was not beautiful.

"Ning Gongzi?" Bian Yujing was puzzled, and then many literati and scholars flashed in his mind, there didn't seem to be such a number one, and then looked at Li Xiangjun's slightly red face, and suddenly a flash of inspiration, "Could it be that Ning Jieyuan?" ”

Li Xiangjun nodded, which surprised Bian Yujing.

She didn't know Ning Zhiyuan, but she must have heard his name, and she also knew that there was a connection between him and Li Xiangjun, but she didn't know how it was, but in front of her, it seemed that Xiangjun had already been attached to this Xie Yuan.

This is not a bad thing, Bian Yujing has to admit that Ning Xie Yuan is indeed the favorite husband of many women.

Emphasis on love and righteousness, young ambition, and brilliant writing, the first poem is enough to be passed down through the ages, it is rare in the world.

Bian Yujing's heart inevitably had a trace of turmoil, and he said a few words to the maid, and then looked at Li Xiangjun again with a smiling face.

"Xiangjun, I asked Rou'er to go down tonight to let all the talented people fight poetry, and the one who wins the first place will meet him, with Ning Jieyuan's literary talent, it must be him, you can stay in the room and meet him."

Li Xiangjun pouted mischievously, and then nodded, she seemed to be a little disappreciative of the talent in Bian Yujing's mouth, every time she finished playing a tune in Meixianglou, those talents who wanted to see her could line up from the banknote street to the Jiangnan Gongyuan, but she hadn't seen any of them, she just didn't want to.

Those poems are actually decent, the duality is depressed, it can be regarded as a masterpiece, but compared with the few poems that Ning Zhiyuan did before, it made her have no idea of appreciating it, at this time her heart was a little lost, Ning Gongzi's appearance came to the home, compared to not coming back today, but he didn't know, he didn't go to find himself, in his opinion, he was still a child.

And she vaguely felt that Ning Gongzi's literary talent could easily come out on top, but it wasn't necessarily him tonight.

The music stopped, everyone woke up from the intoxication, and listened to the fighting poems spoken by the housekeeper of the house, and couldn't help but be interested, silver is only second, and you can see that the coveted famous prostitute Bian Yujing is real.

Because this kind of thing is not routine, it only happens occasionally.

"Zhiyuan, it must be you who will stay overnight tonight." Li Ying said in a somewhat sour tone, but it's a pity that it's really okay to compose poems by himself, otherwise it wouldn't be himself.

In his opinion, being able to enter the rooms of these famous prostitutes is the beginning of emotional development, the beginning of holding a beautiful woman, isn't Ning Zhiyuan and his concubine an example?

"Brother Li" Ning Daguan shouted, feeling that something was wrong, Li should call him from Brother Ning to Zhiyuan, so should he change his name

"Insen, do you know what this new prostitute is called?" Ning Zhiyuan thought for a moment and asked out loud.

"Bian Sai" Li Ying replied casually, then his face was stunned, his expression became stiff, he pointed at Ning Daguan tremblingly, and said sadly, "I'm not called Yingsen." ”

Ning Daguan squinted his eyes and smiled, ignoring Li Ying's painful expression, to be honest, he couldn't cry or laugh at the first moment he knew about this expression.

Bian Sai, Bian Yujing is also, one of the Qin Huai Bayans who are tied to his own, thinking about this in his mind, he thought of the little Xiangjun who carved in pink and jade, should he go to see her, well, I'll go later, Meixianglou is not far away.

Ten miles of Qinhuai, Qinglou is the world, and the theme of tonight's poem is palindrome.

This kind of poetry not only considers literary brilliance, but it is essential to have a flexible head, but those wooden scholars can't do it, but when the wooden scholars come to visit the kiln, they are full of food.

After a moment of silence, there was a stir among the scholars below.

"In Xia Guo Bridge, there is a poem that says, 'Spring City is a color of willows and new, and the colors of willows are new and self-lovers.' People love the new weeping willow color, and the new weeping willow color is a city spring. ’”

This poem as a poem is just improvised, but the helpless fact has also caused a lot of surprise, palindromic poetry due to its limitations, it is not easy to come up with, if it is more literary and artistic conception, then it is even rarer.

Ning Zhiyuan lowered his head and pondered, in his previous life, as a graduate student of ancient Chinese, he had extremely rich poetry reserves, but the brilliant palindromic poems he came into contact with were only a few, and even fewer in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

It's just a habit, searching for the information in his head, not that he will show anything tonight, he has lived for fifty years in two lifetimes, if he is not forced to do too much.

Li Ying frowned and thought hard, and finally sighed gloomily, looking at Ning Zhiyuan with blazing eyes, seeing that Ning Daguan shook his head slightly, and moved his gaze to the curtain upstairs.

"The fragrant lotus is clear and the water is cool, and the water is cool and the summer is long. The long summer breeze moves the water, and the cool breeze moves the water with the fragrance of blue lotus. ”

There are constantly new poems coming out, many of which can be regarded as first-class poems, which makes Ning Zhiyuan feel a little emotional, but it is a little short of being passed down through the ages.

Ning Zhiyuan's eyes suddenly opened slightly, and his pupils contracted for a while.

"The evening red flies all the spring cold shallow, and the light cold spring flies red late. Respect the wine green and prosperous, and the green wine is prosperous. ”

His breathing became more and more rapid, and even Li Ying, who was looking upstairs intently, noticed it, and his eyes became very puzzled, although the poem is very good at the moment, but Zhiyuan's reaction doesn't need to be so intense, right?

"The old immortal poems are good, and the good poems are old. Long hatred sends New Year's Fang, New Year's Fang sends long-term hate. ”

The audience was silent, and this is undoubtedly an extremely exquisite poem.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at the poet. (To be continued.) )