When Chen Jing and Qin Yun were shopping, readers in other places had already begun to write poems and lyrics. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, many inns and shops are not closed, so there are a lot of people reading in the inn.

However, most of the readers who stay in the inn to write poems and lyrics have no money, and even if they write poems and lyrics, they must be fireworks and willow lane.

The poem first came out of Fireworks Willow Lane, and then spread to some inns.

Although the scholars in the inn have no money, their talent is not low, and when the poems in the fireworks willow lane came, the people here were a little disdainful.

"Hmph, that's poetry?"

"It's just that it's really a shame for the reader."

Everyone said, and set their eyes on Lu Wencai, among them, Lu Wencai's talent is the best, and now that the poems of Fireworks Alley Mo have been spread, they naturally can't be compared.

When Lu Wencai came to the capital, he was funded by some people, but the money was enough for him to eat and stay in the capital, but not enough to go to Fireworks Alley, and he personally despised going to that kind of place.

Of course, the main thing is that there is no money and inferiority.

Seeing that everyone turned their eyes over, Lu Wencai said: "Don't worry, wait for me to write a poem." ”

As he spoke, Lu Wencai groaned slightly, and then chanted a water-tune song.

As soon as this water tune song came out, everyone immediately felt amazing and praised it.

"Brother Lu is really talented, as far as your water tune song head, in my opinion, it should be a good part of the Mid-Autumn Festival, as soon as this word comes out, there will be no Mid-Autumn Festival words in the future, and there will be no water tune song head."

"Exactly, exactly, Brother Lu's water tune song is so good that we don't dare to use this name anymore."

"Brother Lu is talented, he will definitely go to high school in the future, don't forget my brothers when the time comes......"

Everyone praised one after another, which made Lu Wencai very proud, so humble and humble, and at this time, Lu Wencai's water tune song was also spread and spread.

Soon, everyone on the streets of Bianjing began to recite this poem, and praised this poem extremely much, and for a while, there were no Mid-Autumn Festival words and other remarks flying all over the sky, and Lu Wencai's name was also popular in the capital again.

When the water tune song spread, Chen Jing and Qin Yun were still shopping, but after shopping for a while, even Qin Yun was a little tired, but fortunately, there were sweet water and supper sellers next to them, so the four of them found a table and sat down.

The table is against the street, and when you look up, you can see groups of people.

A few people asked for supper to eat, because they came out to play, so they were not in a hurry to eat, and just as they were eating, Lu Wencai's water tune song came over.

There are also some guests next to him, these guests seem to be literate, and after hearing this water tune song, they also hurriedly praised it, of course, it may be influenced by those scholars who shoot Lu Wencai's sycophants, these people are also in the clouds, and when they praise Lu Wencai's song, it is also the crown of Mid-Autumn Festival words, and there are no words such as Mid-Autumn Festival words after that.

If they said it themselves, it was okay, but the discussion was a bit unscrupulous, as if there was only one talented person in the entire capital, which made Qin Yun very unbearable, snorted, and said: "What kind of bullshit poetry did this Lu Wencai write, it was ridiculous that it was praised by so many people." ”

Chen Jing didn't think it was a big deal, and said: "Don't laugh at the lady, the ancients are a raccoon dog, Lu Wencai's talent is average, and naturally only ordinary people will appreciate it, but the world can sigh, but the world can sigh ......"

When the husband and wife said this, they provoked those who praised Lu Wencai's poem next to them, they wanted to say that Lu Wencai was not good, these people still felt that Chen Jing was jealous, and they would be sarcastic at most, but Chen Jing scolded them who praised Lu Wencai, so how could they bear it?

"Yo, isn't this Dr. Chen from Miaoshou Hall, why do you also write poems and lyrics?"

Chen Jing listened to this person's words with disdain, and said: "I don't have any talent, and I just understand a little." ”

The man heard that Chen Jing understood a little, and suddenly snorted: "I just understand a little, and I dare to say big things here, and I am not ashamed, I thought you were so powerful." ”

"Hahahaha, it's ......"

"That's it, hahaha......"

The people next to him laughed, Chen Jing picked up a piece of dim sum and took a bite, but he was not in a hurry, and said: "Although I understand it slightly, it must be better than that Lu Wencai, how can you mediocre people understand?" ”

"You...... Are you looking for something? ”

One of them stood up and wanted to make a move, but Xiang Hu suddenly glared at him: "It's better to be gentle, my son-in-law is not easy to mess with." ”

Xiang Hu was very imposing, this stare suddenly frightened the man, he took a step back, but refused to stop there, and said: "Okay, Sven is Sven, let's talk about Sven now, you said that your writing is better than Lu Wencai, then you should write a poem for us all to see."

Chen Jing smiled, ecstatic in his heart, what he was waiting for was this, yesterday the prince Zhao Zhen looked down on him, he deliberately let Zhao Zhen take a look, and he really couldn't get used to Lu Wencai's arrogant appearance, if he didn't teach him a lesson, he really thought he was invincible in the world?

Chen Jing is not a modest person, he doesn't like to hide if he has the ability, he just likes to be high-profile, and then high-profile.

Everyone turned their eyes to Chen Jing, Chen Jing smiled and said, "It's okay to make a song, how did you praise Lu Wencai's poem just now?" ”

"The crown of the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Since then, there has been no Mid-Autumn Festival."

"No one dares to write the song after the water tune."

A few people said a few words, and Chen Jingjing nodded: "Okay, then I'll write a water tune song for everyone to see, so that you can know what is called Jin Liang." ”

After speaking, Chen Jing got up and paced two steps, and then chanted:

When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world.

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

After Chen Jing finished chanting, he looked at those people and smiled, then sat down and went to eat supper again, but the person who made fun of Chen Jing just now was stunned at this time, Lu Wencai's water tune song just now was really good, but compared with Chen Jing's water tune song, it was simply scum.

That's right, more scum than scum.

A few people suddenly realized, it turned out that this Chen Jing was still a hidden talent, they had gone far this time, and if he was an exam, he would definitely be in high school.

Several people glanced at each other, and immediately ran over with a smile: "Doctor Chen is really talented, good words, good words, I have no beads just now, don't be weird ......" (to be continued.) )