"Sister Qing, what's wrong?" Xiao Man asked nervously.

Although he didn't have to bet on himself, Xiao Man was still frightened, because six thousand taels was too much, and his young master didn't seem to have any income for some days, and he couldn't make up six thousand taels by then, so wouldn't it be

Xiao Man didn't dare to think about it.

Xiao Mu also hurriedly asked, "Sister Qing, what's wrong, is the young master in danger?" ”

Qing'er said with great certainty: "The bad old man surnamed Yuan just now said something in his students' ears, and when he talked about the back, he stopped every few words, I suspect that he was making poems for his nephew, this Yuan Wei is the prime minister of Qingci, and it is not easy to deal with." ”

"So, what then?" Xiao Mu immediately became anxious when he heard this.

The young master is talented, but he is too lazy, not in need, and he is too lazy to pick up books on weekdays, and although Yuan Wei has a bad reputation, he still has that talent, and he is a dignified scholar.

Qing'er waved his hand and said: "He is impulsive, others will be fooled when they are provoked, he has long said that this poetry will be a Hongmen banquet, he is biased, let him learn a lesson, you two little girls rest assured, but only six thousand taels of silver, even six thousand taels of gold, he can take it, let's watch the play." ”

Others don't know, but Qing'er knows Yu Jin's earning ability well, ordinary people face the loess with their backs to the sky, and they can't earn a few taels all year round, and Yu Jin easily makes a mirror and immediately earns dozens of taels.

Six thousand taels, if the price of Taisheng Mirror is not dropped, the output value of the outlying island for one day is more than enough.

Although Qing'er despises Yu Jin a little, she has to admit in her heart that Yu Jin has the ability to be willful.

Qing'er is shrewd, and Yu Jin is not stupid.

Yuan Chengfeng was so arrogant that he threw out six thousand taels of color at once, except for underestimating himself. There must be a reliance in his heart, needless to say, Yuan Wei, who is a judge, is his biggest reliance.

If the level is about the same, Yuan Wei is biased, no one can say anything, if the level is too far behind. I can't think about it, so it's more likely to write a gun poem or something for him.

I have to say that the design of this poetry club is really good, surrounded by two circles, it can be said that there are no dead ends in 360 degrees, and Yuan Wei's little action Yu Jin is also in sight.

Undisciplined, this is cheating openly.

Yu Jin was bowing his head and pondering on the surface, but in fact, the corner of his eye stayed on Wang Xijue from time to time, because this former list eye was a key person: he was Yuan Wei's protégé, at this moment. He walked towards Yuan Chengfeng with a wine glass.

Wang Xijue had already thought of a poem about Beiyu, and also wanted to use Yuan Chengfeng's handwriting to write it for him, looking for an opportunity to exchange it for him, but Yuan Chengfeng took the initiative to challenge, and now he has become the target of public criticism, and it is not easy to start for a while.

Imitating words is somewhat risky, if you let someone with a heart see it. Then both of them would have to be discredited, you know. Wang Shizhen is a veteran antique connoisseur, and he has a deep knowledge of handwriting, so he is likely to intervene, so he can only dispel this idea.

Yuan Wei called him over just now, and made a poem for him to find a way to transfer it to Yuan Chengfeng, Yuan Wei was very confident: If Yuan Chengfeng used his own poem. You will be able to win this challenge without controversy, and you will be able to win this competition.

Wang Xijue is the former leader, and he is famous, so he will not participate in this competition, but he sat for a while. Like a senior, with a glass of wine in his hand, he began to look at the preparation of those juniors.

Watching is just a cover-up work, but in fact, it is to create an opportunity to transfer this poem to Yuan Chengfeng.

Wang Xijue stopped and walked, slowly approached Yuan Chengfeng, and found an opportunity to give Yuan Chengfeng a look.

Yuan Chengfeng had more bad water in his stomach than ink, so he counted on his uncle, and his attention had long been on Wang Xijue, and he immediately nodded lightly at the signal sent by this former leader.

"Ouch, I'm sorry, I'll ask someone to change your glass." When he walked next to Yuan Chengfeng, Wang Xijue "accidentally" knocked down Yuan Chengfeng's tea and hurriedly said.

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, don't dare to bother Lord Wang." Yuan Chengfeng said understandingly.

Soon, someone came up with a new cup of tea.

After Wang Xijue left, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Yuan Chengfeng gently opened the teacup and looked at it, his eyes lit up, and a smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: there was a note in it, on which a seven-character quatrain was written.

The subject matter is attached, the writing is delicate, and the feelings are rich, and it is definitely a first-class masterpiece.

Yuan Chengfeng looked at it, and took the opportunity to add hot water to drink the tea into his stomach in one go, including the cheating note.

In this way, any evidence has disappeared, and there is no evidence if you want to question it at that time, after everything is done, look at Yu Jin again, Yuan Chengfeng found that Yu Jin was still thinking about it.

Think about it, think about it, when you think of it, your three beautiful maids will be mine, Yuan Chengfeng showed a smug and confident smile on his lips.

Seeing his nephew's performance, Yuan Wei smiled and stroked his beard, and secretly put down a big stone in his heart.

At this time, no one had finished it, and many people had written poems, but they kept deleting and revising them, trying to do it perfectly.

In this competition, he not only has to take the first place, that is, the speed of completion, but also the first place, Yuan Chengfeng made up his mind, gently pushed the teacup in his hand, straightened his clothes, and prepared to get up and get a full house.

"Haha, there it is."

Just when Yuan Chengfeng wanted to get up, someone suddenly laughed loudly, and then said "Yes", and when he looked up, it turned out to be Yu Jin.

Damn, he was half a step ahead of himself.

Yu Jin stood in, saluted Yuan Chengfeng and said, "Yuan Gongzi, Yu suddenly had an inspiration and got a poem, now read it in public first, don't you mind?" ”

"Don't mind, please." Yuan Chengfeng pretended to be generous and said.

Well, I didn't get the first poem to read, but I won by quality, the same scenery.

Yuan Chengfeng definitely has this confidence.

Yang Shuangzhi stroked his palms on the side and smiled: "Brother Yu is really talented, say it quickly, Yang is a little impatient." ”

The bet of six thousand taels, Yu Jin has long attracted everyone's attention, not only the readers who participated in the poetry club put their eyes on Yu Jin, but even those onlookers also held their breath, ready to listen to Yu Jin's masterpiece, Xiao Man and Xiao Mu nervously clasped their hands together, even Qing'er also clenched his little fists and secretly cheered for Yu Jin.

If Yu Jin can excel in poetry, they are very willing to see it.

Yu Jin arched his hand around, and then said loudly: "This poem, Yu named it Plug Shangqu, and I ask you to correct it." ”

Then he began to read aloud:

"The white feather is like frost out of the cold, and Hu Feng keeps picking up Chang'an.

The city is full of western mountains and moons, and how many people are recruited will see it immediately. ”

As soon as this song came out, the faces of the people present immediately changed.

The structure is grand, the feelings are delicate, and when I hear this poem, I immediately think of the scene when outsiders invade the border, and the soldiers are ordered to go out to fight against foreign enemies.

"Slap" Wang Shizhen got up and praised loudly: "Good, a good song, a good sentence to look back, the sentence is concise, the artistic conception is far-reaching, a masterpiece, a masterpiece." ”

"It's worthy of seeing my brother for the first time, it's amazing."

"It's so concise that it makes people feel like they're there."

"Hehe, as I said just now, how can a person who can write the kind of poem that he first saw be simple."

"It's a bit superficial to call Brother Chujian, it's right to call Brother Boutique, although there are not many works, but every one is a boutique."

Wang Shizhen has said it all, who dares to doubt it?

Besides, no one can find fault with this poem, many people applauded, and those young women outside the venue also shifted their eyes and focused on Yu Jin.

Some anxious people asked each other about Yu Jin's information, such as whether there was a marriage match.

There were also people who were very surprised and surprised, that is, Yuan Wei, Yuan Chengfeng's uncle and nephew, and the former Wang Xijue, all three of whom had shocked and unbelievable looks.

Because, this poem was written by Yuan Wei temporarily, and it was exactly the same as that that Wang Xijue handed over to Yuan Chengfeng.

Oh my God, such a coincidence?

The two of them actually made an identical poem?

If it weren't for the fact that Wang Xijue had no contact with Yu Jin, and there was no intersection, Yuan Wei really thought that his protégé had revealed this poem to Yu Jin.

After Yu Jin finished writing, he turned his head to Yuan Chengfeng and said, "Brother Yuan, what do you think of this poem?" ”

"You, you" Yuan Chengfeng pointed at Yu Jin, and said in some words: "How did you think of this poem?" ”

This poem just appeared in his own teacup, and he still wanted to win and become famous by relying on it, but he didn't expect that Yu Jin not only stood up half a step ahead of him, but also read this poem out in front of him, which means that he and this poem with great hopes are going to have the surname Yu Jin.

Oh my God, how could this happen?

Yuan Chengfeng was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

It's only half a step, if you read it first, then you will be the one who receives praise and applause now.

In an instant, Yuan Chengfeng was in a very complicated mood, regretting for a moment that he didn't stand up for the first time, and feeling that it was Wang Xijue's fault, if he had done it earlier, where would such a thing happen.

Hearing Yuan Chengfeng's words, Yu Jin was happy.

In fact, this poem is the work of Yuan Wei, the prime minister of Qingzi, Yu Jin inadvertently read it in later generations, this time the subject is Beiyu, that is, it is related to Biansai, Yu Jin saw Yuan Wei's small movements, and his heart was excited, thinking of this poem, so he has been observing the actions of Wang Xijue and Yuan Chengfeng.

Seeing that Yuan Chengfeng was about to stand up, he immediately rushed in front of him and read the poem in public.

Sure enough, the faces of these three people were pale, and their expressions were extremely rich, it seemed that they had not guessed wrong, Yuan Wei wanted to give Yuan Chengfeng this song of his own, but he didn't want to destroy himself.

His own arrival has loosened a little in the darkness of history, and the plugged song is from Yuan Wei's hand, but at the moment, it is under his own name.

Seeing Yuan Chengfeng's shocked and uncomfortable look, Yu Jin knew that his timing was just right.

Not only does it have to hit you, but it also has to disgust you fiercely, making you dumbfounded and eating Yellow Lotus, and you can't tell if you have bitterness.

Yu Jin smiled slightly: "What, this one is not good?" Can't get into Yuan Gongzi's eyes? Okay, then Yu will make a few more songs. (To be continued.) )