The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

Yang Xuezheng suddenly regretted that he had nothing to do today...... Drinking with this group of people and listening to them compose those so-called poems is simply to find guilt for yourself.

A strong sense of melancholy came to his heart, and Yang Xuezheng felt that his mood was inexplicably a little heavy.

It just so happened that the half-written rice paper was passed to the seat in front of Yang Xuezheng, Yang Xuezheng didn't think much about it, and the ghost snatched the brush in the hand of the person next to him and waved a few lines of ink.

"There are 3,000 drunk guests in the house, and none of them are bosom friends.

Dreaming of juvenile things in the middle of the night, but dreaming of idlers does not dream of kings. ”

When the pen fell, the words of the people who read also fell...... Then, the whole poetry meeting fell silent, and fell into an eerie and awkward atmosphere.

Crazy, too crazy!

There are so many people at the poetry meeting, and there is no one who can understand you and be friends with you, and they are even sighing that they can't even meet their soulmates in their dreams...... Co-author, do you look down on all of us and everyone present?

Being stared at by the strange eyes of everyone and friends, Yang Xuezheng suddenly woke up from the state just now, and then he realized what had happened, and his heart was shocked.

What happened to him just now?

Yang Xuezheng looked at the poem on the table with undried ink, he recognized it as his handwriting, but how could he write this kind of poem......

Yang Xuezheng's abnormality fell into Qin Shu's eyes, Qin Shu frowned, glanced around thoughtfully, and finally landed his gaze on the poem.

Just now he felt that this poem exuded a strange feeling, and when he saw the abnormality in Yang Xuezheng's eyes, Qin Shu realized where the strangeness came from. Looking at this poem alone, it just makes people feel that the poet is eager for a soulmate, but when you look closely, it is full of problems, "Dream Youth", as if it came from the hand of an old man who is more than half a hundred years old...... Yang Xuezheng is only in his early twenties, he is at the age of high spirits, neither poor nor frustrated in officialdom, and there are countless young people of the same age around him, how can he make poems with such artistic conception?

It should be said that almost all of the people present were young people in their teens and twenties, and none of them had any reason to write this poem......

No matter what Qin Shu thought, he felt that something was wrong, and Yang Xuezheng's abnormality was also there, but he couldn't think of the reason why something was wrong.

No matter what the reason was just now, Yang Xuezheng knew that he had offended the people sitting there for no reason, and his eyes turned and tried his best to save the situation.

However, there are always some purposeful, excellent sycophants at all times.

"Good poetry, Yang Shao is so eager for a soulmate, comparable to the ancient boya ......"

"It's well written, in the rolling red dust, friends are easy to find, but it's hard to find bosom friends who know themselves...... It makes people's hearts sour. The young man who said this, his eyes were red, and he raised his sleeves to wipe the tears that did not exist in the corners of his eyes.

Everyone reacted, and they were annoyed in their hearts, and hurriedly joined the compliment team.

Looking at this posture, Yang Xuezheng's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly stood up with a smile and thanked everyone: "This is Xuezheng's unintentional work, just two complaints, and I wrote it today to make you laugh...... Xuezheng has already made an ugly offering, and it's really time for the next one. ”

As he spoke, Yang Xuezheng browsed the banquet of the poetry meeting, and finally landed his eyes on Qin Shu, who was sitting next to Qin Se, and his eyes lit up.

That's you!

Qin Shu was sitting in the corner at the moment, his eyes were contemplative, he seemed a little unsociable, and tried his best to reduce his sense of existence...... didn't know that he was chosen by Yang Xuezheng, and he was ready to use him to concentrate his firepower to divert everyone's attention.

"We all have poems to share, but this son has not yet spoken a word." Yang Xuezheng smiled and put the pen and paper on Qin's desk, "Please." ”

Just when Qin Shu was engrossed in pondering what had just happened, Leng Buding was mentioned, Qin Shu raised his head to look at Yang Xuezheng's smiling face, and finally looked at the paper and pen on the table.

Only then did everyone turn their attention to this freshly baked fifth prince of the Qin Mansion, with an unkind smile on his face.

"Oh, poetry." Qin Shu repeated softly, and then shook his head gently, "I'm not good at it, so forget it...... Everybody continue. ”

Qin Se's face was a little embarrassed, and the eyes that looked at Qin Shu were also full of blame and disgust, and he regretted that he had brought Qin Shu here, which was simply embarrassing.

"You don't know, my fifth brother has been treated as a daughter since he was a child and raised in the boudoir." Qin Se stiffened his head and held up a somewhat strange smile, "It's okay to let the fifth brother embroider...... Wouldn't it be difficult to ask him to compose poetry? ”

"I can only embroider and come to the poetry club...... Thou hast not brought humiliation upon thyself? Hearing this, Yang Xuezheng's face changed suddenly, and he looked Qin Shu up and down with unshaven and disgust in his eyes, and snorted twice, "A dignified man doesn't do it, but he wants to be that pretentious and despicable woman, which is insulting to Sven......"

After speaking, Yang Xuezheng also shook his sleeves, looking tall.

"It's a shame for me and other good men......"

"We are ashamed to be in the company of this ......"

Yang Xuezheng expressed his attitude, and countless people hurriedly stepped forward to flatter, and flattered Yang Xuezheng's side and spit on Qin Shu a few times...... For a while, the playful eyes of the jokes were thrown at Qin Shu, and everyone opened their mouths to mock.

The singer who was in charge of serving wine and tea to the poetry club looked at Qin Shu who was criticized by everyone with sympathy, Qin Shu's body was born with a good appearance of Yuxue, and he was not very old, and he couldn't help but feel sympathy when he was ridiculed by everyone like this, especially the content of the speech was demeaning to women, and suddenly a nameless anger and a sense of sympathy rose from his heart.

There was a lot of laughter at the poetry meeting.

Qin Shu swept around the crowd and remembered the faces of these people, his face was still indifferent.

When the laughter became smaller, Qin Shu said slowly: "Are you done laughing?" ”

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the scene fell completely silent, but soon laughed again, and the mockery intensified.

"Is Qin Wugongzi being locked up in the house and raising a fool...... He actually asked me to wait, did you finish laughing? ”

"Finished laughing? Of course not, hahaha......"

"Qin Shao, is there a problem with your fifth brother here?"

Regardless of Qin Se's dark face, the young man opposite Qin Se pointed to his brain with a sneer in his eyes.

At this moment, Qin Shu's gaze turned to Yang Xuezheng and spoke.

"Yang Gongzi is famous, and he has the talent in his chest, even if Qin Su lives in the Qin Mansion, he has admired and admired Yang Gongzi for a long time...... It's better to see it for a long time, and today is a good opportunity to see a role model for my generation. Qin Shu paused, squinted his eyes and continued, "However, Yang Gongzi himself disappointed Qin Su very much..... It is said that it is actually difficult to live up to the fame, and it seems that this reputation is mostly false. ”

As he spoke, Qin Shu gave Yang Xuezheng an uncut look.

The mocking laughter came to an abrupt end again, and the scene was so quiet that even the sound of a pin falling could be heard.