"Sir, you pick slowly, I'll settle the account for you after you pick it!" The shopkeeper apologized, Wang Zhi nodded, just sneering at this in his heart, but his face did not leak, and he continued to look at the rice paper that he needed to buy. It's just that it seems to be serious, but in fact, it listens attentively, what kind of poetry is it?

The poetry club can be big or small, Wang Zhi has just taken refuge in Zheng Yichen now, thinking about how to improve the status of his son-in-law, at the moment, this poetry club, it doesn't hurt to listen to it, maybe the opportunity for his son-in-law to enhance his reputation is hidden in it?

Lu Rongwei didn't seem to see Wang Zhi, he only talked to the boss and said with a smile:

"Boss, I don't know if all the rice paper you needed last time has been prepared?"

"It's ready, it's ready, three hundred knives of ordinary rice paper, one hundred knives of good white xuan, and fifty knives of Jing Yuexue rice paper have all been prepared, just waiting for Lu Gongzi to come and get it. ”

After hearing this, Lu Rongwei took out a bag of money from his sleeve:

"This is the first payment of seventy-three taels, the rest of the silver, when you send someone to deliver the goods to me, I will pay the balance at one time!

"What did Childe say? Even if I don't have these first payments, I can trust Childe. I'll arrange for someone to deliver the goods. The boss quipped.

Then he didn't leave, and took the initiative to talk to the boss, and the things he talked about were just the Shengong Poetry Club, and the whole plan was clearly explained. The boss just thought that the owner was bored, and he didn't care about it, but he chatted with him for a while, but Wang Zhi's eyes lit up when he heard it, especially when he heard that there would be a group of celebrities in the city, he was slightly surprised.

But in the blink of an eye, he seemed to have caught something, and after Lu Rongwei finished speaking and left, after making sure that he didn't miss anything, Wang Zhi had no intention of choosing, left in a hurry, and walked towards the front yard of the Hou Ye's mansion non-stop.

Zheng Yichen sat in the study, holding a copy of "Mirror Xuanlu" in his hand, and the books in the study were all high-quality. Zheng Yichen's recent performance made Zheng Xuan extremely satisfied, thinking that since he was reading and studying, the hardware naturally had to keep up, so he was equipped with a study room, as well as the high-quality books in the study, many of which Zheng Xuan took out directly from his study.

This move made Ma Shi not know how angry he was when he learned about it.

It's just that Zheng Yichen, who has a collection of books in the Dragon Tomb, doesn't look down on the room full of books at all, but he usually uses it to lay a cover, and he still looks at those peerless masterpieces that can be valued by the kings of the past dynasties and included in the thirty-three-story tower.

A servant walked over quickly, and Cui'er stopped him at the door of the study:

"What's the matter? When Childe is studying, he doesn't like to be disturbed. ”

The servant hurriedly bowed his head and said:

"Sister Cui'er, Mr. Wang Zhi is here, and he is waiting for his son in the front hall!"

When Cui'er heard this, she nodded:

"Got it, you go down, I'll go and inform Childe. ”

The servant left, and Cui'er knocked softly on the door:

"Childe?"

There was a slight silence in the study for a while, and Zheng Yichen's calm tone came out:

"Come in. ”

"Childe, Mr. Wang Zhi is here. ”

"Are you coming? Okay, I'll go!"

When Zheng Yichen heard Wang Zhi coming, he responded, closed the book, walked towards the front hall, and looked along the cover of the book, and could see the four big words 'poetry appreciation'.

"Didn't the gentleman just go out for something? Besides, today's morning class has ended, why did you suddenly come back?"

Wang Zhi said with a smile:

"Childe, I'm here this time to give you a chance!"

"Oh, let's hear it!"

Wang Zhi said word for word the news he heard from the paper shop, Zheng Yichen pretended to be serious, nodded frequently, and it was not until Wang Zhi finished introducing that Zheng Yichen asked very cooperatively:

"Then I don't know what kind of opportunity this poetry meeting is for me?

Wang Zhi heard Zheng Yichen's 'humbly seeking advice', and immediately said:

"Although Childe is in the front yard now, if he wants to seek more, he doesn't know how much effort he still needs to make. But if it is with the help of this poetry meeting, Childe can't say it, and he will have to take a lot of detours. ”

This time, Wang Zhi didn't stay any longer, and said in one breath:

"There will be a large number of literati coming to this poetry meeting, and there are even celebrities all over the city. In my opinion, this poetry meeting is not small, Hou Ye will go to the best out of ten, if the son can make a full house of poems at the poetry meeting, Hou Ye will see it, and he will definitely greatly change his opinion of the son. At that time, maybe you will be valued by the Hou Ye, and if you can go further, you will not be able to say that the Hou Ye will be in the future, and there will be a chance. ”

After Wang Zhi finished speaking, Zheng Yichen's face showed 'great joy':

"Good! Mr. is really talented, so he invited Mr. to plan such a good situation for me, but I still have a question, and I ask Mr. to answer it for me. ”

"Childe, please!"

"When it comes to writing poetry alone, I have a little bit of confidence, but how can I be sure that my father will definitely go?"

Wang Zhi thought about it when he heard this, and then said:

"If the poetry meeting is grand, then there must be a lot of literati, there must be a lot of literati, and there must be a lot of talented people who are really talented and practical. Hou Ye has a big event in his heart, and in order to obtain talents, he must go, so this time the poetry meeting must be grand. ”

"But after all, this is organized by someone else, how can we intervene?"

"Of course you can, since Childe wants to win the limelight at the poetry meeting, then the help of the organizers must be indispensable, if Childe can hold a grand enough poetry meeting for them, they will be happy to reach a consensus with Childe. ”

Zheng Yichen was puzzled:

"But now we have no money, no people, and no power, how can we help?"

Wang Zhi said with a smile:

"I happen to know a method below, I heard rumors that the shrine will buy a mountain of flowers for this poetry meeting, and if the money is sufficient, it will not be difficult. But in late summer, the flowers could not be fresh enough, and there was a view on a hill outside the northern suburbs of the city, where I had stayed for a few days. There are delicate flowers there for many years, presumably there is some secret to that Taoist temple, if Gongzi can take that secret to the Divine Palace, then the mountains will be full of flowers, and I am afraid that the Divine Palace will not be willing to help Childe at the poetry meeting?"

After Wang Zhi finished speaking, Zheng Yichen's eyes flashed with extremely satisfied colors, this time the poetry meeting was originally held in the Divine Palace, Zheng Yichen and Mo Ling were one, how could they not know? In fact, this time the poetry meeting, attracting pilgrims is only one of them, there is another plan, deliberately let Lu Rongwei pass the word to Wang Zhi, also to test Wang Zhi's true talent.

At this time, Wang Zhi's performance not only met Zheng Yichen's expectations, but even exceeded a lot, and the Taoist temple made Zheng Yichen a little happy, which can be regarded as solving a big problem of whether Zheng Xuan can come.

Zheng Yichen nodded happily:

"Okay, then do what Mr. says!"

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