Chapter 9: Don't dare to ask for ears if you want to!

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.

The bed can sing and dance, and the couch can protect the harvest from 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 they have a common head.

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 jointly elected him as the next leader.

This morning, the Zhou family swinged, Han Fu was born, and the amazing talent he displayed was like a bright sun, so that people did not dare to look at it directly.

From that moment on, Liu Shilin had an idea - to invite Han Fu to join the club and push him as the leader.

However, it backfired.

Since the emperor intervened and changed the marriage to a marriage, and Han Fu readily agreed, this idea was dispelled from the bottom of his heart.

He told the five people about this idea just in time, and as a lover of poetry, the five people also felt sorry.

is a good talent, how can he be willing to be a son-in-law and not want to forge ahead?

On one side of the room, there are seven pieces of paper, which are sprinkled with foreign water, each recording a poem, all of which were written by Han Fu.

Liu Shilin held the wine glass in his hand, he was already a little drunk, staggered to the hanging paper, stretched out his finger and said: "Insist that Qingshan will not relax, the roots are in the broken rock, and the thousands of blows are still strong, and the southeast and northwest wind of Ren'er... Ladies and gentlemen, read this poem carefully, its quality is beautiful, tenacious and persistent. His character is upright, both strong and unyielding, but also arrogant. But the person who wrote this poem turned out... It's spineless, haha... It's a good one, I don't dare to ask for ears, it's a pity, it's a pity..."Liu Shilin laughed wildly, only to feel heartbroken, quite angry and indisputable, deep in love, crying and not knowing.

After saying that, he shook to the other piece of paper, looked at the handwriting on it, and muttered: "I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles... I thought that I would meet a confidant in this life, but no, no... Heh..."

Raise a glass and drink it, and throw it to the ground.

Liu Shilin loves poetry like his life, and he is crazy for poetry, and now he meets someone who is good at poetry, which can be described as sympathetic and ecstatic. However, Han Fu's poems are arrogant, but people are not arrogant. Such a gap, for Liu Shilin, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is like a mourning test.

As friends, the five of them know Liu Shilin's temperament and understand his feelings.

Don't talk about Liu Shilin, even the five of them feel resentful.

Tong Le let out a long sigh and said: "There is an ancient saying, poetry is eternal, why is Han Fu contrary to the ambition in the poem?" ”

Zhao Zongsheng said: "Having said that, if you can become a nobleman once, such a temptation is indeed difficult to resist. ”

Sun Kaixing shook his head and said abruptly: "Although the former dynasty Wang Li Shicai is not as good as Han Fu, it is by no means comparable to us. He is not a traitor who abandons his wife and children and frames his loyalty. It can be seen that it is not advisable to use poetry to judge people. ”

"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 talented in poetry, but also has a good hand, which is unmatched in the poetry club.

Therefore, he is also a member of the book club.

Pedal on three boats!

Because he's still a member of the Restoration Society...

"Brother Liu, we understand and understand your feelings. But this matter cannot be entirely blamed on Han Fu, His Majesty's will is irresistible. ”

"Brother Liu's sad thing should be Han Fu's gesture of gladly accepting and asking for it."

"It's really infuriating, and it has lost the character of a literati."

"It's like a raped daughter, not to mention resisting, wanting to refuse and welcoming it, but gladly accepting it... It's staggering. ”

"Alas, it has come to this, and it is useless to say more. Although Han Fu said that his poetry was against the sky, he became a son-in-law, and he had no intersection with us. If I say, don't bother me with him. ”

"Yes, Brother Liu, the wine hurts your body, don't drink it."

"Even if it's drinking, it's just drinking with us, saying it's a happy thing."

"Abaaba..."

Several people expressed their opinions and comforted Liu Shilin one after another, but the words were both good and bad, and Wu Ziyong could only raise a glass with Abba and Aba, so the intention was not obvious.

But Liu Shilin is a talented man after all, knowing his friend's intentions, after losing his mind for a moment, his expression was straight, and he said seriously: "It's me who lost my temper and disturbed everyone's Yaxing, don't blame me." ”

The five of them hurriedly got up and returned the salute.

"Shi Lin Mo wants to say this, I will know your mood."

"Friends, why are you so polite?"

"Haha... If you know your mistake, you should punish yourself with three cups. ”

"As it should be."

"Abba Aba..."Wu Ziyong still raised his glass, expressing his willingness to accompany the drink.

Seeing his friend like this, Liu Shilin was comforted, and couldn't help laughing, and suddenly thought of another sentence, and suddenly laughed: "Haha... I don't dare to ask for it. ”

With that, he returned to the table and drank three glasses.

Wu Zi used five people to drink with him, and he was not happy for a while.

At this time, the next table was so drunk that I forgot to suppress the sound when we were talking, 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."

"Civilians are civilians after all, and they can just write a few bad poems."

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

"I can't get used to those readers dancing and writing, and writing a few bad poems with an amazing appearance, which makes me sick."

"To tell you the truth, a few days ago, I happened to get Liu Shilin Yongmei's manuscript, and I wiped my butt when I went to the toilet. The comfort level of wiping the stomach with paper is far from comparable to that of toilet chips. ”

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

Zhao Zongsheng said with a calm face: "The son of Cao Shen, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, Cao Dezheng. Today, when Han Fu was in the fight, he scolded the most. ”

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?" ”

Sun Kaixing said angrily: "He insulted Han Fu, I don't need to pay attention to it." But how can he bear to insult the poem and destroy your manuscript with a foul smell? ”

"If you can't swallow it, you have to endure it." 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.

And if the parties choose to turn a deaf ear, what can they do?

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 smiled, 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's heart was very warm, and he said with a smile: "Don't go home, go to Qingge and continue to drink." ”

"I don't dare to ask for it." Tong Le and the four laughed in unison.

"Abaaba..."

"Hahaha..."