"I don't know what color Zhao Gongzi wants?" The man asked suspiciously, and everyone present stopped speaking, but looked at the two of them.

"Hehe, how about writing a poem below, and everyone present will have a glass of wine?" Zhao Wuregret thought for a while and said.

"That's fine, but the poems written by Childe have to be said by everyone, otherwise it will be you Childe who drinks," the man said for fear that Zhao Wuregret would be indiscriminate.

"That's natural," Zhao Wuregret agreed, then looked at the others present and asked, "I don't know what you think?"

"Okay."

"Yes"

"Brother Zhao is talented, he will not let me down."

“………

There was a burst of applause from the crowd, and anyone here would not be ordinary people, at least they were all talented, so they naturally knew the difficulty of making a good poem, and they would not object to Zhao Wuregret's color.

Zhao Wuregret walked slowly a few steps with a wine glass, and said lightly, "I advise you to be drunk tonight, and don't talk about Ming Dynasty affairs." Cherish the owner's heart, and the wine is affectionate. You must worry about the short spring leakage, and don't complain that the gold cup is full. When you meet wine and hehe, how can life be? ”

"Good poetry," Lin Zichang first shouted loudly, and everyone around him also nodded in praise.

Zhao Wuregret smiled and said nothing, everyone smiled when they saw this, and they all drank the wine in their hands in one gulp.

"Zhao Gongzi is talented, how about another song?" Someone shouted.

"Childe will do it again."

Everyone below shouted.

Zhao Wuregret knows that many people are dissatisfied with themselves, and some have doubts about yesterday's poetry meeting, if he can't dispel the doubts of others, the results of yesterday's poetry meeting will also be questioned by others, although he has made such a great work as he will enter the wine, but you must know that there are many people in this world who can't tolerate others being better than themselves, and they will always find 10,000 reasons to prove that they didn't make it themselves.

So he chuckled, continued to walk a few steps with a wine glass, and said, "Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists are only suitable for Jiangnan Lao." The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain. The people on the edge are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists. If you are not old, you must return to your hometown, and you must break your intestines when you return to your hometown. ”

Hearing this poem, everyone was silent, if there was someone who could pick on the previous poem, then this one is the best poem, the kind that can be passed down through the ages.

Needless to say, everyone present tacitly drank a drink.

……

"A new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather old pavilion. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone. ”

Zhao Wuregret wrote a few poems in a row, and the people below stopped shouting, he walked back to his desk, he hadn't eaten tonight, he took a bite of food, but found that it was a little cold, and at this time, a maid stepped forward to bring new dishes and replaced all the previous cold dishes.

Zhao Wuregret frowned slightly, those dishes were wasted without moving the chopsticks, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed when he thought that Daliang was starving all over the place at this time.

Is it the influence of the body deity on oneself? Zhao Wuregret found that he had not completely devoured the deity, there were many places that would affect him, would there be a day when he would devour himself in turn?

"Brother Zhao is really talented," Lin Zichang walked over slightly drunk and sat directly next to Zhao Wuregret.

Zhao Wuregret could only helplessly stop his thoughts and chatted with Lin Zichang.

"Brother Zhao has such a great talent, next year's spring will be like picking up things, come, let's have another drink."

Zhao Wuregret smiled bitterly and toasted, if the imperial examination only tested poetry, he would definitely be sure to be the first, but he had no confidence in the other four books and five classics.

He was born in the later generations, and he couldn't learn those things by himself, and the deity had learning, but it was not comprehensive, and since he was a child, his mother was teaching himself, although he also taught the Four Books and the Five Classics, but in terms of commentaries, he could not compare with those scholars who focused on this.

Zhao Wuregret's mother's real name is Cheng Xue, she is a young lady of the Cheng family in Bianjing, she has been smart since she was a child, she is studious and thoughtful, and she is well-read, but she has no interest in the Four Books and Five Classics, so she can't teach Zhao Wuregret anything, Zhao Wuregret's learning is a messy book, what her mother has read, she will teach him anything, and in her own cage, there are a few books copied by her mother.

Thinking of his mother's suffering, Zhao Wuregret felt a wave of anger rise in his heart, just because he was unmarried and pregnant, he was kicked out of Chengfu by his family, a young lady who does not touch the spring water with ten fingers, and is a woman who is pregnant with Liujia, the pain of homelessness can be imagined, if it is not for someone to help, it is difficult to say whether he can live.

Zhao Wuregret drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, poured another glass and drank it, if he could find a cheap father this time, he must ask him why he left his mother and himself.

Lin Zichang on the side watched Zhao Wuregret pour the wine into his mouth one after another, and was a little surprised, thinking carefully about what he said before, there should be nothing to offend him.

"Brother Zhao, why don't you eat some vegetables to cushion your stomach," Lin Zichang said with concern.

"Brother Lin, can you take the opportunity to speak," Zhao Wu said with a straight face.

"Okay, Brother Zhao, please come with me."

Under the leadership of Lin Zichang, the two came to the pavilion in the middle of the lake, which had already been lit with lanterns, and the entire pavilion was reflected in the water, like a glowing pearl.

Sit down in the pavilion, Lin Zichang still started to make tea, he was skillful and graceful, Zhao Wuregret didn't expect a big man to look good when he did this kind of thing.

It's just a pity, watching Lin Zichang add ginger and other ingredients to it, Zhao Wuregret's stomach trembled, the brewing of tea in this era has gone into a bad way, everyone has their own set of top-secret recipes, experimenting with adding various ingredients, all of them have a lot of fun, completely ignoring the taste of the tea itself.

After completing a set of actions, Lin Zichang felt a sense of accomplishment, first poured a cup for Zhao Wuregret, and then couldn't wait to pour it for himself.

"Brother Zhao, please drink," he had already taken a drink before Zhao Wuregret could speak.

Looking at Lin Zichang's enjoyment, Zhao Wuregret felt that his throat was itchy, can he drink this cup of things into his throat without itching? I haven't drunk it yet, though.

Lin Zichang drank a few glasses in a row, and was drunk for a while, and then he thought that Zhao Wuregret called himself as if he had something to say, so he said embarrassedly.

"I don't know what Brother Zhao called me for? As long as I can do it, just ask. ”

"Hehe, this matter ......" Zhao Wuregret opened his mouth but didn't know how to continue, so he picked up the teacup and took a small sip, and it was really worse than he imagined.

"Brother Zhao, is there anything difficult about it?" Lin Zichang saw that Zhao Wuregret didn't say anything halfway, his heart moved, and said, "It's all my negligence, I've forgotten all the busy things in the past few days, and I'll tell the second manager to do it when I go back." ”

"Ah, Brother Lin, don't you know everything? Do you agree with that?" Zhao Wuregret asked in great surprise.

"Of course, in fact, it was done a long time ago, but it was delayed for the past two days."

"Then thank you Brother Lin for your success, Brother Lin will have to drink a few more glasses of happy wine," Zhao Wuregret said with a smile.

"Hehe, it's easy to say, that's a must......" Lin Zichang relieved himself when he said this, and asked, "Like wine?" Brother Zhao, what does this mean? Whom do you have a wine with? Are you and Ruoyi? How come I, as a brother, don't know about this?"

PS: Some book friends say that there are too many poems in the book, I will definitely notice it in the future, thank you for reminding, but there is a setting in the original outline of this chapter, I will not modify it, I am writing a book for the first time, if there is something that is not done well, please do not hesitate to put it forward, and, if you have a recommendation vote, I hope to be able to vote for me, and if you can collect it, please collect, thank you again.

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