Since Shang Jinghui became an Oiran, he has set up a rule, most of the time to welcome guests must wear a veil, and it is only by talent that he will take it off. But it stimulates the curiosity of males even more, and it is a smash hit.

It's like I've seen her appearance before, and I take it as an honor and praise her as a fairy in the sky, which makes people's hearts even more unbearable.

At this time, the scholars gathered around the side made a poem from time to time, thinking that it would please the Oiran. It's just that at this level, even modern people like Zhu Zilong are embarrassed!

Ten years of hard study, is it that makes you jealous?

If it weren't for these people, they might also become potential customers of their own products, Zhu Zilong really wanted to mock a few words.

Rao is like this, he still involuntarily shook his head on the side, it seems that it is not a night.

Immediately, a sharp-eyed reader saw it. I was furious on the spot, thinking that you, a poor boy, also look down on scholars like this?

Why? Penalties!

"Huh? What does it mean for you, to say you, to shake your head? Scholar A glared at Zhu Zilong.

I don't take the initiative, but others drink it, and it should not be taken lightly, and Zhu Zilong whispered at the moment: "Those who sell their fame and reputation are also." ”

As soon as Zhu Zilong's words came out, good guy, it was as if he had lit a powder keg all of a sudden. The emotions of the onlookers immediately became excited!

However, Zhu Zilong listened to everyone's complaints and complaints, but he was not shocked, and he always looked honest and calm.

It's just that this way it obviously makes these readers even more angry. It feels like it's ignored and slighted!

It's really unbearable!

"Ignorant children, have the courage, you can write a poem, please comment on the girls' school book. What's posturing? A middle-aged male scholar stepped forward, and when everyone's anger had not yet burst out, he opened his mouth in a serious and righteous manner, and put on a tone to Zhu Zilong as an elder giving his juniors a chance to get ahead.

Zhu Zilong's face turned cold, if he agreed to this momentum, he would be much weaker, what face did he have?

Even if you really want to plagiarize the poems of later generations, you will not agree in this tone.

At that moment, he replied lightly: "I have never been good at writing poems and lyrics, I'm afraid I will disappoint you." ”

"Oh, if you are really an ignorant child, every inch of money is to buy an inch of time, and time is precious. Playing eagle like this, might as well be, huh? Is this Hai Dongqing? Okay, good, good, sell this eagle to me, come, come, come, ten taels of silver. Take it and read it! A scholar first sneered, then made a new discovery, and quickly changed his words.

After saying that, he wanted to buy the Haidong Green Eagle on Zhu Zilong's shoulder.

At this moment, 10,000 grass and mud horses roared past in Zhu Zilong's heart. I thought, where did you hangover people get the courage to tell me that time is precious?

Moreover, I have to force my Hai Dongqing to buy, which is really daring.

Syllable!

Zhu Zilong stretched out his hand and snapped the hand of the scholar who wanted to grab the eagle, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Ignorant child, arrogant to the extreme, daring to act rude?" Reader A in the back shouted.

"Xiao'er looks down on our knowledge, and it's just ignorance, but he is so snub about our girls' school books, and now he hurts people, I really can't swallow this breath!" Reader B also shouted.

Everyone expressed their indignation, and some subordinates also wanted to step forward and make a move at the signal of their master.

Zhu Zilong looked at the few people who were slowly approaching, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a sneer.

"My generation is also a scholar, and I came here first, and the person who grabbed the eagle with his hands, how can it hurt people to extrapolate? Biwen just wants to use force? In that case, then it will be ugly below. Let some people understand what it means to be literate, martial arts, and inferior to others! Zhu Zilong's mind turned rapidly. Speaking strongly!

As soon as these words came out, the group was stopped on the spot.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Zhu Zilong turned around and walked to the table under the high platform, picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, turned to the incense rice paper on the side, and lowered his head to move the pen on the rice paper.

I have been in Daming for a few months, because of the popularity of brushes here, Zhu Zilong's calligraphy is not too good, but it is not too bad.

As I write, I read it out at the same time.

"Mulan Ci", life ...... If only it was ...... first seen"

I have to say that in the modern 21st century, Zhu Zilong, who has read countless starting point online novels, has too many examples to compare in terms of crossing, and this one is a classic poem.

The first line of the poem "Mulan Ci" begins to the bottom of my heart, tugging at the heartstrings!

Maybe people who have read too many online novels will have a kind of aesthetic fatigue, but for the Ming readers who hear this poem for the first time, it is extremely shocking.

Mulan word is the original history, a poem written by Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty, this tune was originally a Tang Jiaofang song, and later used as a word card.

At this time, Zhu Zilong's pen wrote faster and faster, and it was completed in one go.

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan?"

"Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable."

"Lishan language is half a night away, and the tears and rain are not complaining."

"How can he be like a lucky brocade cloth, and he wishes for the day with wings and branches."

(If life is only as first seen, looking back, the prosperous world, passing by the clouds, is just a remnant of the original thought, weeping in the heart, at that time it was just ordinary.) The beauty of the past has become the water and moon mirror flowers, the tears are drooping, in that looking back at the thought, the falling flowers and flowing water are gone, heaven and earth. ）

After these few sentences, everyone has not only changed their faces, but some seem to have been touched by the heartstrings, as if they remembered the love and desire they once took. Emotions resonate!

However, there are also many people who secretly frowned. I thought to myself, this kind of poem full of life insights, feelings and love, could it be made by such a poor boy who doesn't seem to have any hair?

It's very suspicious!

Women, however, are more emotional. Many women, led by Shang Jinghui, already had tears in their eyes......

This word is simply too suitable for this kind of wind and snow place, and the full text condemns the negative brocade lang in the tone of a lovelorn woman. Originally, the two were happy with each other, and they hated to be in the morning and twilight, but if they knew that they would be separated sooner or later, it would be better to maintain the beauty of "first meeting".

The usual arrogance on the faces of all the scholars at the scene disappeared, and they looked at Zhu Zilong with their mouths slightly open. After the feeling, there is more doubt!

After all, this is definitely a poem that will last forever, but if it is written by a teenager who has not grown all his hair and does not know what it is, how to look at it makes people suspicious.

As a result, the discussion among the readers gradually became louder, more suspicious, less admiring.

A scholar in Chinese costume walked out in public and questioned: "Is this poem really made by yourself?" ”

Someone on the side exclaimed, what is this the son of the Confucian saint's family. (Shandong Confucius, descendants of the House of Confucian Sages)!

What about the NNNN descendants of Confucius?

Cows are better than fart!

The corners of Zhu Zilong's mouth curved, smiled slightly, and asked, "It's not me, could it be that you did it?" ”

The disciples of Confucius were stunned for a moment, and their faces showed strong anger, feeling that they had lost face. Fu asked conclusively, "You are just a teenager, and you are not a rich family when you look at your clothes, how can you make friends with celebrities and talented women, and An can make such a life perception of love and hatred?" ”

That's what I said, is the pickled girl a spelling father? Before making a poem, you have to see if your family has money? How many horses have you soaked?

Zhu Zilong raised his eyebrows, becoming more and more unpleasant, and subconsciously blurted out: "Womb, Ni TM (hema)!" ”