Although Li You and Li Huan are not very coefficient, they still remember that Li Huan despised herself at the beginning, the key is that she has never come to apologize until now, and Yao Xing'er and Xie Laobuar still know to come to the door to beg for mercy.

But she couldn't stand Sister Li Mei, who was in the same bed, begged softly, so she had to agree. I thought to myself, what kind of words should I copy? The words written by Nalan are all mourning words, which is inappropriate. Then find a few people who write about flowers and plants, which can also be used as allusions to women.

Suddenly, I remembered that there were two or three poems written about plum blossoms, and my mind moved, and an idea came to me and said: "I have a good way to make Huan'er a famous artist." ”

Sister Li Mei was so happy that she hugged Li You and kissed her.

Li You smiled bitterly: "For this method, I will go to meet Yao Xing'er for a while." Buddhists say that if I sacrifice myself to feed the tiger, I will not go to hell, who will go to hell. ”

"What do people think of her here in the slave house? Isn't the slave family good enough? Sister Li Mei pretended to be jealous, then turned over and got on the horse again, hugging Li You to death.

At dawn, Sister Li Mei deliberately pestered Li You again, making Li You's waist and legs weak, his steps were vain, and he came out of the wall.

For a whole day, Li You was listless and half-dead in the county office, which caused a number of rumors, some said that Li You's firepower was useless, and some said that the enemy army was too strong.

It was easy to stay up until dusk, Li You cheered up a little, but saw that Xie Lao Bustard was really waiting at the gate of the county office.

"Don't say anything, I'll go with you." Li You waved his hand.

Walking through the streets and alleys, entering the door and transferring the house, Xie Laobuar led Li You all the way to Yao Xing'er's residence. She lives alone in a flower building here, Li You came in for the first time, and saw that the room was elegant and quiet, planted with bonsai, listed some calligraphy and paintings, and set up some chess pianos. The tent is scattered, and there are a few wisps of wind and bamboo outside Xiaoxuan's window. It's very different from Sister Li Mei's piles of gold and jade.

As usual, it was a table of wine and food, and Xie Laobuar said a few jokes and withdrew, leaving Yao Xing'er and Li You face each other. That Yao Xing'er no longer had the graceful look of the past, looked at the person in front of him blankly, and couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

The two are really not familiar with each other, and Li You is too lazy to bother to find words. I was also hungry, so I nodded and ate and drank alone. When she was eighty percent full, she raised her eyes and saw Yao Xing'er's tears pouring out like no money, and she couldn't help but sigh that she was hit hard enough by herself.

After two more sips of wine, Li You wiped his mouth, got up and left. I didn't have any energy that was squeezed last night, and I really didn't have any thoughts about the beauty in front of me tonight. If it weren't for the heart's plan, maybe I wouldn't have come.

Yao Xing'er silently wept to the sad place, leaned on the couch and cried loudly.

It looked like I was a bully, Li You sighed, and walked out without stopping.

Xie Lao Bustard didn't know where he jumped out, and grabbed Li You in the corridor in a hurry and said, "What's wrong?" What's going on? Mr. Li, don't be annoyed..."She had to be nervous, now Yao Xing'er only has half a life left, if Li You goes to make up a crooked poem and pass it out, then the remaining half life will be folded in."

Looking at Xie Laobu's style, Li You was bored, and he was worried about such a little person. I don't know when he can see others as small people.

"Don't panic, bring pen and ink, I want to write words on the wall." Li You said in a calm tone as much as possible.

Xie Laobustard's face was like earth, and the fat powder on his face trembled and fell down like slag.

Li You was secretly amused in his heart, and comforted: "You can rest assured, I am a poor Yao Xing'er gift, if you don't want it, then just do it." ”

"You have to get it!" Xie Lao Bustard recovered his human color, and Fei also assigned a maid to bring pen and ink.

The moonlight in the sky was very bright, and Li You used lanterns and moonlight to write the outer wall of Yao Xing'er's courtyard, which was very chic. wrote: Xishui Li You, seeing Yao Xing'er's loneliness and depression, regretted being a scoundrel in the past, and made it with feelings. One of Yongmei, Huanxi Sha. If you want to ask Jiang Mei how thin she is, she just looks at the sad Cuiluo skirt. The musk bonnet is cold and smoked. can withstand the twilight cold and lean on the bamboo, so he will teach spring not to open the door. Loquat flower bottom school bookkeeper. Second...

Regardless of whether the words are good or bad, I copied this one first, and then wrote two of them, and the following is gone.

In fact, this poem is full of women's emaciated, sad, lonely and boring postures, and it also has the words of a school scrivener, which is used in today's Yao Xing'er to have a seven-or eight-point situation, and Li You is not a random choice of words plagiarism.

After writing, he threw off his pen and left.

didn't go far, came to Sister Li Mei's house at Yuansheng Bridgehead, and called Sister Li Mei to take out pen and ink.

On the outer wall of this house, he continued to write: Xishui Li You, even here, there is a woman leaning against the window, quiet like a snow plum, and I feel it. Yongmei is the second, the eyes are charming. Don't compare Qionghua to makeup, who looks like a white neon dress. It is quiet and quiet, natural and standard, and it is not close to the east wall. Ice muscles and jade bones are talented, and they are both desolate and desolate. Poor night, cold smoke and moon, sparse shadows and horizontal windows.

The moon is like a wash, the tall young man in the green shirt is sparse, the sleeves of the robe are dancing, and a few lines of ugly words are made of breath, Sister Li Mei and Sister Li Huan are a little stunned, but a person who looks at it is a word.

The two poems inscribed by Li You tonight have scenery and affection, using flowers as a metaphor for people and comparing people with flowers, which is really a romantic and interesting story. His thoughts are also simple to say, but he made up two poems, crowned with the names of Yongmei 1 and Yongmei 2, one written for Yao Xing'er and the other written for Li Huan, resulting in the appearance of the two juxtaposed. Yao Xing'er is famous, so Li Huan took this opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

After this incident, under the clamor of Xie Laobuar and Sister Li Mei, although Yao Xing'er recovered some vitality, Li Huan also gained some benefits. But what Li You didn't expect was that his reputation in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion in Xujiang County went straight to the sky within a few days, and the people of the rivers and lakes gave him the name Langjun under the moon, also called Mr. Dianmei.

All the writers in this county, whether they know how to read or not, understand poetry or not, all hope that Mr. Li will stay at his house overnight, and by the way, he will write an inscription in another month, so that his worth will inevitably rise sharply. This fame and lyrics even spread to the city of Suzhou, and a certain person claimed to be willing to entertain Li You for three days for free. If the words are better written, I'm afraid it will be ten days.

What is called "the classic history leans on the bridge, the building is full of red sleeves", this is it.

The self-proclaimed talents in this city are very unconvinced of Li You's reputation, but the words written are really not as good as Li You's, and they are helpless to compare with him, and it is even more nonsense to compare with him, Li You is not a scholar after all, why should he be able to play chess, piano, calligraphy and painting; Second, in the minds of the people in the market, including the scholars, the talented scholar is a person from another world after all, but this Li You makes people feel much closer, with a strong sense of substitution, and the gossip is more enthusiastic, and the reputation is naturally greater.

Li Dianshi suddenly remembered a situation and burst into tears. At the beginning, Xie Laobuar wanted to buy his words for three taels of silver per poem, but for the price of these three taels of silver, he made a very unpleasant fuss and almost lost his errand. And this Sister Li Mei accompanied him for one night, and she sent a poem out, and this Sister Li Mei's one-night market was only three or two... Loss, loss, heart is too soft.

As the old saying goes, if you lose your horse, you will not be blessed; On the other hand, is it Seondema, and it is safe to know that it is not a disaster?

After a few days of pride, Li You quickly regretted it. Character is always conserved.