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Xu Wei is a little famous among the young generation of scholars in Hangzhou, and he has also counted some of the best poems, and now he says that this poem was written by him, and the scholars do not doubt much, after all, this person is always a little famous, not an unknown person.

Xu Wei saw the admiration of everyone, his heart couldn't help but bloom, he saw that no one had claimed this poem, so he felt that the author of this poem should have left here, maybe he was going home, and Zhong Kang said that this poem was not signed, so he had the heart of selling his reputation and reputation.

What if the poet later came forward to denounce himself? There is no signature on the poem, and no one can prove that this poem was written by him, but he can use his own fame to rebel against him, saying that he wants to occupy his own poems and give him a dirty hat.

After all, with his own talents, he is also a little famous among fellow Taoists, although he has not been able to give such an excellent work, but everyone has a flash of inspiration, only to say that he was like a spring of writing at that time, and his thoughts occasionally floated from the sky, and suddenly he was inspired, so he wrote this miracle with a pen, which is a reasonable explanation, and everyone can't believe it.

Thinking that his future fame would resound throughout the city of Hangzhou, Xu Wei couldn't hide his happiness. Lou women), but also for their full of talent and learning, let them dedicate their virgin bodies is not a problem, will achieve a talented and beautiful encounter story, for the world to preach.

"Xu Gongzi, just now you said that you gave the poem to the paper boat in order to meet friends with poetry, but you don't sign it, how can you let the destined people who found this poem find you?" Some scholars immediately found out the contradiction in Xu Wei's words and asked loudly.

After Lin Xifeng heard this voice, he was slightly stunned for a moment, he always felt that this voice seemed to be heard somewhere, and after thinking about it for a while, he realized that this person's voice seemed to be Xue Weiqian, among the young man he met in Hangye Pharmacy that day, he was also Ye Tianling's most valued right-hand man.

"This person also came to participate in the poetry meeting, could it be that he is also a talented person...... Wait a minute...... When he was walking on the Su Causeway, he seemed to hear a little boy chanting a masterpiece, and said that it was made by Xue Gongzi, could it be him......" Lin Xifeng muttered secretly in his heart, although he was not very sure, but he had a rough idea in his heart.

When Xu Wei heard Xue Weiqian's words, he was suddenly shocked, he bragged and blew off, and it seemed that he couldn't get it back! What should I do now? Xu Wei racked his brains for a while before he came up with an excuse, and then said with a smile: "I have already said before that it is to find a destined person, if it is signed, the person who picks up the poem will be able to find it immediately, where can it be regarded as a destined person, if he can find it under his signature, then it can be said to be a destined person......

When Xue Weiqian heard this, he felt that Xu Wei's explanation seemed to make some sense, so he closed his mouth and stopped asking, just seeing that Xu Wei hesitated for a while before answering, he felt that this matter did not seem to be so simple, and frowned slightly and wanted to continue to find some flaws.

Zhong Kang didn't say much at this time, after all, he hadn't read the original manuscript of this poem, so he couldn't make a judgment, when he thought of the original manuscript, Zhong Kang couldn't help but tilt his head, looked at the woman under the light in the distance, and wanted to ask her meaning, but saw that the woman was walking towards here, Zhong Kang smiled, and re-established that there was no more movement.

"Childe, is this poem really written by you?" The woman walked quickly to Xu Wei with the hem of her skirt, bowed, and asked with surprise on her face.

Xu Wei twisted his head and asked suspiciously, "That's natural, but I don't know what's wrong with Miss?" ”

When the woman heard this, her heart suddenly became more happy, and she was busy and gave a deep salute: "The little woman is polite, I don't hide it, this work is picked up by the little woman, in order to ask for the person who wrote the poem, I handed this work to Mr., in order to find out the author of this poem, if there is any offense, please don't remember it." ”

When Xu Wei heard this, he couldn't help but burst into flames, he was still thinking about using this poem to hook up with those Qingqi people, but at this time someone personally sent it to the door, although the woman's face was covered with a veil, he couldn't show the details, but just look at the woman's moving eyes with autumn water, and the skin that can be broken by blowing, he knew that this woman's appearance should not be bad, and the mind of a kiss Fang Ze suddenly spread rapidly like a lush green vine.

"It turns out that Miss is the one who picks up, it seems that this is destined by God, and there is quite a fate with Miss below." Xu Wei hurriedly hugged his fist and smiled elegantly.

Lin Xifeng on the side was a little speechless, how excited this woman is! I didn't even have a little defense, you believed a word from others, although the poem was not signed, isn't there still a line of words, you just let him say that line of words to verify the authenticity......

"Xianggong, go over quickly! That young lady is going to be deceived by this shameless person......" Liu Lian'er was more anxious than Lin Xifeng, pulling the corner of Lin Xifeng's clothes and gently dragging it and said anxiously, this person is really shameless, and he didn't say anything about the poetry of the Xianggong, but he actually went to coax the woman of the good family.

Lin Xifeng was naturally not happy, the more she looked at Xu Wei's smiling face, the more she felt ugly, and at this time she walked directly towards the poetry club, Liu Lian'er naturally would not follow, the kind of place where literati gathered, she was really not used to it, so she stood in place and held her jade hand and waited quietly.

"This son, you said that this poem was written by you, but there is no evidence, how can you convince everyone?" Lin Xifeng walked up to the front and back, did not procrastinate, picked up a fist casually, and smiled at Xu Wei.

Lin Xifeng's words were naturally deliberately reminding the woman, asking Xu Wei to say the line at the end of the poem, and the woman finally reacted, she was really too excited before, and she forgot the possibility of impostor for a while, and blamed her for being too simple-minded, because in her opinion, usually elegant and upright scholars should not do such an unbearable thing, but since Lin Xifeng mentioned it, she smiled at this time: "Childe, you just say the line at the end of the poem!" It also convinces all talents. ”

What the? Didn't you say there was no signature? How can there be a line at the end of the poem? Xu Wei was momentarily dumbfounded, but his reaction was fast enough, and as soon as his expression lagged, he hurriedly used a light laugh to bring over the stunned expression, and the thought in his heart turned sharply, and then he hugged his fists and smiled: "There is indeed a line of words at the end of the poem, but this line of words is a careful work, I really don't want to share it with you, and I invite you Haihan." ”

At this time, Xu Wei can only make a desperate bet, hoping that the line of words is also a classic, so there is an excuse to shirk the matter, I wrote good words and sentences myself, I don't want you to know, this matter is also reasonable.

"What Childe said is true, although the epilogue is a cross vernacular, but it can touch people's hearts, and it is natural to hide it privately, and it is natural that you don't want to listen to it with everyone."

Lin Xifeng was about to refute again, but suddenly heard Xue Weiqian's voice: "That's not good, this poem is comparable to Mr. Dongpo's masterpiece, not an ordinary clumsy product, don't be so rash, if Xu Gongzi is unwilling to tell us the end of the poem, then only tell her in the ears of this young lady!" After all, the young lady is already a person who has read the whole poem, and she already knows the cross vernacular epilogue, so it is not a leak. ”