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Early the next morning, after the shopkeeper's attentive service and washing, accompanied by Ah Niu, Li Jie came to Jintang Lake, where several literati had already arrived in a pavilion by the lake.

One of them, a slightly older literati in a green robe, greeted Li Jie very happily when he saw him coming.

"Luzhou Gufu has only seen Mr., and I saw him in a hurry at Binyue Pavilion yesterday, and I didn't have time to say hello."

"Jingzhou bachelor Li Renjie has seen Mr." Although he hadn't seen the old man in front of him, Li Jie politely replied and arranged a household registration for himself.

"Sir, there is a small request below, I don't know if Mr. " Gu Fucai looked a little embarrassed, and he wanted to say it but didn't dare to say it.

Li Jie looked at him like that and understood his thoughts, and yesterday he was very appreciative of his handwriting. In addition, I came to participate in the cultural meeting today, just to make a name for myself, and it was great that someone came up to cheer at this time.

"Sir, today Renjie came to participate in your cultural meeting, just to have academic exchanges with your students, if there is anything you want to say directly." Li Jie said with a smile.

Gu Fucai rubbed his hands and said: "Yesterday I saw the couplet written in Binyue Pavilion, its font has never been seen before, and I will see Hunting Heart in the next moment, I hope that Mr. can give it to the next ink treasure." ”

Of course, that's Yan Ti, but it was only in the Tang Dynasty (one-book>) that the novel xstxt appeared, Li Jie secretly thought in his heart, but said with a smile on his face: "Thanks to Mr. 's love, I will be ugly in the future!" ”

Gu Fucai hurriedly led Li Jie into the pavilion, picked up a brush on the round table in the pavilion and handed it to Li Jie, and studied the ink on the side.

Li Jie took the brush and saw that the diameter of the brush shaft was about 0.6 cm, the length of the pen tip was about 1.6 cm, and the length was about 23.5 cm. The rod embedded pen tip is slightly scored, the pen head is covered with yellow-brown soft bristles, the refill and the front are purple and black bristles, rigid and soft, elastic, and a good pen requires the "point, Qi, round, healthy" four conditions.

"Good pen." Li Jie couldn't help but call, and then dipped the pen in ink while looking out of the gazebo.

After waiting for a while, he lowered his head and wrote on the paper on the table:

Yongliu - jasper makeup into a tree high, ten thousand hanging down green silk. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Signed: Jingzhou Li Renjie.

"Good poetry!" The literati who were watching next to him applauded together. It's so appropriate, the willow tree by the lake just sent out new shoots, the spring breeze blows, with the graceful swing of the branches, the thin buds, isn't it like a spring breeze cut out?

Before the literary meeting began, the pavilion was lively because of a poem by Li Jie.

"Be careful, the ink hasn't dried yet!" Gu Fucai carefully cared for the poem on the table, and sighed softly, and when the onlookers wanted to get closer to see it, he hurriedly stopped it.

"Hehe, what are you all busy with?" At this moment, a hearty laugh came from outside the crowd, Li Jie turned his head to look, and a very handsome scholar walked in with a smile. That handsome appearance makes Li Jie feel like a male god!

"Hello Zhou Gongzi!"

"Gong Jin, you're here!"

Everyone greeted him one after another, letting Li Jie know that the main owner is finally here, and he is worthy of being Jun Zhoulang in the Three Kingdoms.

Zhou Yu came to the pavilion, walked to the round table, and admired Li Jie's plagiarized Tang poems. "Good poetry, I don't know who Brother Jie is?" He said aloud after reading it.

Li Jie hurriedly walked out, arched his hand and said with a smile: "Jingzhou student Li Renjie has met Zhou Gongzi. ”

"Sir, just call me Gongjin!" Zhou Yu hurriedly returned the salute and said

Li Jie and Zhou Yuer talked for a long time, and finally Li Jie received a belated notice.

"Di, the first level has been completed with Zhou Yu's attention."

"Drop, the second level, get Zhou Yu's attention at the literary meeting!"

It's going to be plagiarized again!

When the main lord arrived, the annual literary meeting began, and talented people from all over the world showed their talents there. You have a poem, I have a word, and the conversation is called lively!

Li Jie stood bored and watched all this, thinking to himself: Why hasn't a 2B teenager appeared to provoke himself. Isn't it all played like that in the plot? A talented protagonist, when he participates in the literary meeting, puts down his brilliance, and will pop up a bunch of NC supporting characters to provoke, and then the protagonist will take the poems that are not of that era and slap his face wildly, and finally become famous and hold the beauty.

He overlooked the fact that in ancient times, personal reputation was very particular, and the number of secondary 2 teenagers was far less than in modern times. After he plagiarized that classic poem, everyone knew his strength, and it was too late to get close, how could he be stupid!

"Sir, what are you thinking? Isn't there anything else that is good? Gu Fu leaned in and said.

Hearing Gu Fucai's words, Li Jie burst into tears and said in his heart: Uncle, you are too powerful!

Li Jie smiled and said loudly: "I saw the scene in the distance just now, I suddenly felt it, please appreciate it!" ”

He copied another ancient poem.

Last year and this year, in this door, the peach blossoms on the human face are red.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"What a good poem, so appropriate!"

After the poem was read out by Li Jie, everyone was surprised by Li Jie's talent after watching the peach blossoms blooming in the distance.

Li Jie found that Zhou Yu's gaze on him became more and more enthusiastic.

"Childe, the banquet has been arranged!" At this moment, a little guy ran to Zhou Yu's side to report.

"Everyone, please move outside the pavilion!" Zhou Yu loudly greeted the scholars who participated in the meeting.

"Sir, please be seated!" When I came to the pavilion and walked to the lake, a servant of the Zhou Mansion arranged for Li Jie to sit at a desk on the right. When Li Jie saw this behavior, he knew that the heat was not enough now, so he couldn't sit on the main seat.

The banquet went on, and the conversation continued, but Li Jie, who had a different heart, always felt that he couldn't let go, and he was bored looking at everything in front of him. From the outside, he looks like an elegant Confucian, with a smile on his face, listening to the poems of the juniors and tasting wine at the same time. And Li Jie thinks that the alcohol content is really low! No matter how you drink, you can't get drunk.

What should I do now? He thought in his heart, how to attract Zhou Yu's attention. While he was meditating, a poem popped into his mind.

Suddenly, Li Jie was overjoyed, how could he forget this essential killer weapon for crossing the crowd! He picked up the wine glass on the table, drank all the wine in the glass, and then directly lifted the wine jug, while tearing off his shirt like drinking, pretending to be drunk and reading Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine" loudly.

You don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I was born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Zhou Gongjin, Gu Fucai, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you.

As the song "Will Enter the Wine" was read out by Li Jie's bohemian voice, the whole banquet became quiet, and everyone was stunned.

I only heard Li Jie lying on the table and still muttering to himself: "Eliminate eternal sorrow with you." ”

"Hurry up, get ready for pen and ink!" Zhou Yu said anxiously and softly to the servants on the side. "Tap, don't make a noise, sir."

After a while, Zhou Yu wrote down Li Jie's "Will Enter the Wine", looked at it in his hand with love, and said excitedly while reading it softly: "Okay! Good! ”

At this time, the rice wine brewed from pure grain came in, and Li Jie was really drunk and fell asleep on the desk.

"Huhu" came out with a snoring sound. "Someone's coming!" Zhou Yu shouted in a low voice: "Send Mr. back to the house and serve him well!" ”

"No!"

After the Wenhui dispersed, Jingzhou student Li Renjie was drunk and wrote a poem "Will Enter the Wine", which spread throughout Luzhou with the scholars who participated in the Wenhui returning to their hometowns, and the literati of Luzhou came to Shu County for a while. At this time, Li Jie was still sleeping in the Zhou Mansion

(Cen Fuzi, Dan Qiusheng,) corresponds to Zhou Gongjin, Gu Fucai, and the parentheses are genuine.

"Hehe, thank you for your support, you can release it regularly now, and you won't break the update because of drunkenness"

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