Chapter 9: The Six Sons of the Poetry Society, Insulting Han Fu!

Yayuan, as famous as Qing Pavilion, is not as simple as a restaurant.

The girls in it are fat and thin, and each has its own strengths.

People can sing and dance in front of people, and people can ensure harvest in drought and flood.

Together with the Teaching Workshop Division, the three places are known as the Dingxing Sales Golden Cave.

The people who come in and out of this place are either rich or noble, or they are quite famous and talented.

At this time, it was just after noon, and it was still daytime, but there were already a lot of seats in the garden.

There are businessmen and nobles who come to the girl, and there are literati and artists who drink and have fun... To put it simply, it is a group of LSP with a few streams of clear water.

But daytime is not daylight, it costs money, and it is a little more expensive than night.

The girls worked all night, with hazy sleepy eyes to please the master, and it was not too much to charge more.

At this moment, in the private room on the second floor, Liu Shilin was drinking with five gentlemen.

Although the six are not classmates, they are better than classmates, because all six of them are members of the poetry club.

What is a Poetry Society?

An unarmed organization of poets who love poetry, aiming to discuss poetry together.

Founded in Linjiang, rising in Dingxing, in just three years, although it has not yet radiated the entire territory of the Xu Dynasty, but also six or seven out of ten.

The members of the poetry society are all over the place, they are connected with each other, and they develop independently, and there is a common leader... It is said that he is still in Linjiang at the moment, and recently arrived in Dingxing and handed over the position of head to Dingxing Caizi to take over.

Liu Shilin was once known as the first poet of the Xu Dynasty, and the talents of the Dingxing Poetry Society all looked forward to him, and even recommended him as the next leader.

Liu Shilin used to think so, but not anymore.

Han Fu's appearance made him change his mind.

is not only as simple as recognizing the eldest brother, but also absorbing him into the poetry club and electing him as the next leader.

Today's seven poems are enough to amaze the world, Liu Shilin is ashamed of himself, and he is beyond his reach.

He told the five people about this idea, and as a lover of poetry, the five of them also agreed.

Even if Han Fu will be a son-in-law three days later, they don't care.

The poetry club values poetic talent, not identity.

Of course, the second is also a concern of several people.

Tong Le said: "Han Fuzhi's poetic talent is unparalleled in the world, and it is easy to enter the poetry club, and we can't ask for it." But... If you serve as the head of the company, you have to look at his virtue. ”

Zhao Zongsheng said: "Poetry is so against the sky, how can the character be bad?" ”

"Otherwise..."Sun Kaixing shook his head and said: "Although the former dynasty Wang Li Shicai is not as good as Han Fu, he is by no means comparable to us. He is not a traitor who abandons his wife and children and frames his loyalty. ”

"You can't talk about character through poetry." Li Shenhe echoed.

Another Wu Zi, who didn't speak, nodded in agreement: "Abba Aba..."

He is mute, but his ears are not deaf, and he is not only quite a poet, but also has a good hand, which is unmatched in the poetry society... Therefore, he is also a member of the book club.

True. Pedal on three boats!

Because he is still a member of the Restoration Society...

Several people expressed their opinions, and after Liu Shilin heard it, he also felt that it was too abrupt, and he muttered for a moment, and said: "Character needs to be observed, so let's do it, after Han Fu gets married, I will get in touch with him." ”

"Why not me?"

"I can too."

"I've been doing nothing lately, but..."

"Abaaba..."

Several people fought, and everyone wanted to make friends with Han Fu as soon as possible.

At this moment, perhaps the table next door was drunk, and when I was talking, I forgot to suppress the voice, and it came in clearly.

"What about the unparalleled poetry, he Han Fu is not a son-in-law."

"What is a son-in-law, to put it mildly, a dog is not as good..."

"Hmph, it's just that it's bitter for Baili Mingsu, such a wonderful person, he actually married a commoner."

"A commoner is a commoner after all, and he can write a few poems."

"In my eyes, it's like an ant."

"Is it useful to be able to compose poetry? Hahaha..."

The person next door was also talking about Han Fu, and the cause was jealousy, from Han Fu's background to the poems, the faces of several people who listened to it suddenly sank.

These words not only scolded Han Fu, but also scolded several members of the poetry club who loved poetry.

Han Fu and Shi, they can't bear to scold one, let alone scold together.

True. Full picture boom.

Zhao Zongsheng said with a calm face: "The son of Cao Shen, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, Cao Dezheng. ”

His father is also an official in Dingxing, so he knows each other relatively well.

Cao Dezheng is not virtuous, he is idle all day long, and it is common for him to flirt with women from good families, and he has always been safe and sound with the father of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites.

"It's tolerable and unbearable, and I'm going to reason with him." Tong Le got up angrily.

"Abba Aba..."Wu Ziyong was never absent.

"Wait." Liu Shilin stopped him, and the other three sat down again.

The five people looked at him suspiciously, and Sun Kaixing said, "Why are you slow, can you swallow this breath?" ”

"I can't swallow it, so what?" Liu Shilin sighed helplessly and said: "He is drunk now, I will find him to theorize, in addition to verbal disputes, I am afraid that there will also be disputes, and in the end the gains outweigh the losses." We are also scholars, and we must not do anything rough with our fists and feet, this matter... Let's just don't hear it. ”

"This..." Several people looked at each other, although they were unwilling, but they felt that what they said was reasonable.

Can... I'm angry.

Liu Shilin raised his eyes and said lightly: "The wild dog barks indiscriminately, do you want to reason with it?" ”

Hearing this, one of the five people was stunned, and immediately looked ashamed.

Yes, then Cao Dezheng is no different from a wild dog at this time, how can he say it.

Tong Le hugged his fists and said: "Brother Liu is not only a peerless poet, but even his self-cultivation skills are so pure that he is ashamed of himself." ”

Several people gave up one after another.

"Abaaba..."

Liu Shilin smiled helplessly and said: "As soon as Han Fu comes out, don't put the four words of poetry and talent on me, I deserve it..."

"Alas... Although I endured it, I couldn't drink the wine, so I said goodbye and met another day. ”

"I'll go home too."

"I didn't have the money to settle the bill, so I left first."

"Abaaba..."

Obviously, Yaxing was disturbed, and everyone was in no mood and left one after another.

In the end, Liu Shilin was left alone, and after sitting for a while, he got up to settle the bill and left Yayuan alone.

But instead of going home, he went to the East Market, picked a shop that looked pleasing to the eye, and bought a sack and a thick stick.

After paying, Liu Shilin wrapped the thick stick in a sack, and as soon as he left the store, he bumped into Tong Le, who was walking towards him.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Tong Le looked at the thing in Liu Shilin's arms, and said with a smile: "I'll go buy a stick again." ”

Liu Shilin was not embarrassed and nodded: "Hmm." ”

Tong Le had just entered, and Sun Kaixing came again.

He looked at Liu Shilin, then at Tong Le's back, and said, "Didn't bring me?" Then I'll buy it myself. ”

"Buy me one too." Behind him, Li Shenhe's voice sounded.

The two entered the store together, and Liu Shilin waited in front of the store.

When the three of them came out, they had just met Liu Shilin, and Zhao Zongsheng waved five meters away...

When he got closer, he tacitly didn't say anything and went straight into the store.

After a while, the five people left the East City and were about to separate, when a unique call sounded in the East City behind them.

"Abaaba..."

"Abaaba..."

Wu Zi chased after him with a stick.

Seeing this, Liu Shilin smiled and said, "Don't go home, go to Qingge and continue to drink." ”

"Very good."