"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight? I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world. ”

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye, people have joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

Han Fu recited this poem very slowly, and after reading it, he also closed his eyes and reminisced for a moment.

This word appears so often in previous lives that it evokes many memories, and fragments that do not belong to this world are confused in the mind.

The quiet crowd caused an uproar.

It's like a calm lake... No, there are five poems in front of you, and the lake has waves, and it is not calm.

It's like a rippling lake that suddenly falls into a boulder, setting off surging waves.

"This poem is no longer as simple as being handed down."

"What's above the world?"

"If you carefully distinguish between the world, this word can be called a classic in the world."

"As soon as this word comes out, who dares to chant the moon, who still dares to make the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"It's worth it, it's worth it..."

"No one should be disguised, and the ancients did not deceive me..."

"Only poetry and immortal words can make such a hand-me-down."

"Damn, no wonder he dares to speak wildly, it turns out that he has real talent and real learning."

"If he wins, how will he dispel the evil spirit in my heart?"

For most people, their senses for Han Fu have changed and changed.

If the first poem comes out in shock, the second in disbelief, the third and fourth in numbness, and the fifth as it should be, then the sixth is reverence.

That's right, reverence.

From the beginning, no one paid attention to and even made fun of Han Fu, but at this moment it has become reverence.

What is reverence?

It is the worship and respect for the strong man who is high up and knows that he cannot surpass it.

Since then, who of the people present would dare to despise the poor family and underestimate the cloth clothes?

If there is that day, I am afraid that I will immediately think of the events of today.

Even those who have malicious intentions towards Han Fu can't help but admire, and they can't help but look at themselves.

In the audience, there are those who are excited, admired, envious, and jealous.

"A person who has good poetry and wonderful words should not come from a poor family."

"A humble family, and arrogant and ignorant, he doesn't deserve such talent."

"It's really hateful, and I can't settle it."

Liu Shilin jumped up excitedly, he looked at Han Fu who closed his eyes and reminisced, clapped his hands again and again, and thought excitedly: "This best friend, I have made up my mind." ”

Unlike the onlookers, Zhou Xinyi and Qin Ping had other thoughts.

Zhou Xinyi stroked his beard and smiled, becoming more and more satisfied with Han Fu.

At this moment, Han Fu's six poems have been completed, and the first one is amazing, far from being comparable to Qin Weiren's poems that he has devoted himself to preparing for March.

As long as Han Fu makes another song, even if it is decent, he can win a big victory.

As for whether the seventh song can be made, there is no need to think too much.

Someone who can write six good poems in one go, can't make a seventh?

Excessive anxiety!

Therefore, the victory or defeat in the ring today is a foregone conclusion.

At that time, the niece who was raised will marry Han Fu, and the benefit to the Zhou family will be a talented son-in-law who has never been seen before.

It can be described as a tiger with wings.

In time, with a little operation, with Han Fu's talent, he can easily gain a firm foothold among the literati, and even have a tendency to respond to all calls.

Although the court employs people, although they value their background, with the background of the Zhou family, it is easy for Han Fu to enter the court as an official.

Now that the chaos of the Xu Dynasty is beginning to appear, if His Majesty the Emperor still insists on going his own way, no one knows how many years of stability there will be.

After Han Fu became an official, he had to do his best to help and win a place in the DPRK. In troubled times, you can also have more chips.

It's perfect, the only drawback Zhou Xinyi sees is that Han Fu has a strong temperament, and he offends many people today, but it doesn't hurt.

If there is no blood, it is not beautiful.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xinyi didn't care about Qin Ping's face, and laughed.

Hearing this, Qin Ping's face suddenly became worse, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Zhou is very satisfied with such an ending?" ”

Of course, he knew that Zhou Xinyi was very satisfied, but he was still resentful.

"Brother Qin, let's take a look." Zhou Xinyi sighed and said with relief: "The matter has come to this point, there is no choice but to accept it, it is better to think about the good." ”

"You think so." Qin Ping sneered and said, "But don't forget, if the marriage fails, it will be in vain for my Qin family's three months of preparation." ”

"This..."Zhou Xinyi looked apologetic and embarrassed.

Heaven and earth can be learned, and the sun and the moon are proof.

His original intention was indeed to marry the Qin family, but who knew that Han Fu suddenly appeared.

This son was supposed to marry Qin Zhaoning, but the Qin family didn't know the gold and jade, so they tore up the marriage contract and drove him away. If it weren't for that, how could this son be on the stage to compete for relatives and shine. In this way, it seems that the Qin family is moving stones and smashing feet, and the bamboo basket is empty. The so-called drink and peck, all are determined by fate, nothing more than that... Zhou Xinyi's thoughts were surging, but he knew that he couldn't say this and listen to Qin Ping, so he had no choice but to say: "In the future, if Brother Qin has an order, he will say it directly." ”

A promise is compensation.

Qin Ping closed his eyes coldly, and a syllable came out from his nasal cavity.

"Hmph..."

In the ring.

Qin Weiren froze.

At the beginning, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the spirit of leisure and self-indulgence has long ceased to exist, even if it is disguised, it is difficult to do it.

Only a thousand wraths surged and roared in my heart.

At this moment, he couldn't wait to kill Han Fu, eat his flesh, and drink his blood to dispel the hatred in his heart.

Planning March only for today, he could have been in the limelight, and he could have been in the limelight, and he could have been ravaged to his heart's content.

Who knew that Han Fu suddenly appeared, disillusioning all his thoughts.

"This son, be punished!"

Qin Weiren looked at Han Fu deeply and engraved his appearance in his mind, intending that he would end this revenge one day.

Immediately, he turned and left.

There is anger in the heart, but there is still clarity.

Even if he was unwilling, Qin Weiren knew that he had lost today, and there was no room for recovery, even if he took out the seventh poem that had already been prepared.

Now he just wants to leave and find a place to indulge in his feelings.

However, Han Fu didn't want him to leave easily.

"The seventh song hasn't been written yet, why admit defeat?" Staring at Qin Weiren's back, Han Fu smiled.

To take revenge on the Qin family, it is naturally more enjoyable.

Especially Shicai, although he was plagiarizing poetry, the corner of his eye kept paying attention to Qin Weiren's every move, and he also drew conclusions from his expression.

This person is not deep in the city, and he is narrow-minded, and he is afraid that he will also repay him.

In this case, it is enough to simply offend, and after today, the Zhou family will become his protective umbrella, and he only needs to act carefully, but he does not have to worry about danger.

Qin Weiren's footsteps paused, and he turned around to stare at Han Fu with a deep gaze.

Han Fuyi was not afraid, looked at him, smiled, and said: "You and I have only made six songs, and the victory or defeat is not scored, why did Brother Qin step down?" ”

When the anger is extreme, it becomes more and more calm.

Qin Weiren's eyes drooped slightly, he smiled, and when he looked at Han Fu again, the cold glow converged, but it was profound: "Okay, listen to me." ”

Qin Weiren's demeanor changed, Han Fu turned a blind eye, hugged his fists and smiled: "Then continue to sacrifice ugliness."

Above the stands.

When Qin Ping heard the words "offering ugliness", the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was inexplicably annoyed.

He doesn't like these three words very much now, saying that he is good to offer ugliness, but you show off your skills?

True. Don't be credited!

Question 7, the single word "self", Han Fu pondered for a moment and prepared to plagiarize a poem from a modern writer in his previous life.

Song seven?

Everyone stopped being shocked and appreciating, and stared at Han Fu tightly, expecting him to make another classic masterpiece that has been handed down to the world.

Today's events are good stories.

It is enough to sensational Dingxing, sensational court, and even the entire territory of the Xu Dynasty or spread to the surrounding countries.

If there is another poem that is not inferior to the previous one, it will be the icing on the cake.

"Self-deprecation." Han Fu slowly said the name of the word, and then recited: "I am a person from the back mountain, and I am occasionally a guest in the front hall." Drunken dance through the pavilion half a book, sitting in the well said that the sky is wide. Dazhi drama fame, sea bucket blessings and misfortunes. When it comes to shyness in the bag, he angrily points to the mistake. ”

This poem, from the writer Doudou's "Distant Savior", is written by the protagonist in the book (the original author is naturally Doudou), and was later adapted into the TV series "Tiandao", starring Ding Zhiwen.

Han Fu liked this drama very much in his previous life, so he also memorized this poem.

The meaning of the whole article is easy to understand, to the effect that I am just a countryman, I have never seen the world, and I occasionally ascend to the hall of elegance, so I pretend to be a half-assed talent, and say something to sit in the well and watch the sky. My ambition is so big that I don't care about fame, and I have to use the sea to measure my fortune and misfortune, but I really don't have any money in my pocket, but it's not my fault, hahaha... It's all to blame on the thief.

The words are straightforward and easy to understand, and the onlookers understand the meaning of the words in seconds.

But it was precisely because they understood that they looked inexplicable, embarrassed and embarrassed, and had the intention of beating Han Fu again.

You have beaten everyone here, and you are recognized as a saint of poetry and immortal words without communication and tacit understanding, and you are so humble as a result?

Say you're half-, but what about us?

What about us?

Where is this self-deprecation, it is simply murderous.

But when you think about it, it's really modest, and I can't find fault with it...

It's uncomfortable, as if there are ants crawling and biting in my heart.

Liu Shilin was stunned, and immediately laughed dumbly.

The word came from his mouth, though it was somewhat cynical and rather unforgiving to others. But such a temperament is frank, not pretentious. ”

For Han Fu, Liu Shilin admired and appreciated it more and more.