Ouch ouch ......

Hearing these straw bales commenting on poetry and poetry, more and more literati and scholars laughed and bent over, but most of them endured and kept silent, deliberately looking at the straw bales in Shifu to see what kind of jokes they could make!

Shi Poyun was in a good mood, and no matter what others said, someone behind him pulled his clothes, and he also waved his hand to knock the other party away.

Finding that it was a masked mysterious person blocking him, Shi Poyun said with a smile: "Brother Yuan, I want to take Yue Heng's original manuscript back, and when he becomes a literary saint in the future, I will take it out and sell it for money!

The masked mystery man was furious, and snorted heavily, but he didn't dare to reveal his identity and couldn't chase him, he looked at Shi Poyun who was getting farther and farther, and regretted it ten thousand times in his heart, why did he find such a straw bag to cooperate, he was really blind!

Everyone saw that Shi Poyun was really crowded in the crowd, trying to get Yue Heng's manuscript, and then someone finally couldn't help it and laughed wildly.

One person laughs, hundreds of people laugh, and the laughter is like an infectious disease, which is unusually hearty, and gradually becomes the laughter of the whole building.

Shi Poyun was in a really good mood at this time, with his IQ, he could only see the literal meaning, this time he came to make things difficult for Yue Heng, and he was still instigated by the Yuan brother behind him, but his requirements were really not high, he just wanted Yue Heng to pay a huge amount of money!

If you don't give money, you can give calligraphy and painting, look at the rising momentum of this son-in-law, after three or five years, his handwritten calligraphy and painting is definitely a sky-high price!

Some people can't stand it anymore, everyone is from Chudu, and they have occasionally met on weekdays, seeing Shi Poyun so ugly, he reminded: "Shi Gongzi, this is not a hymn, but a satirical poem!"

Shi Poyun was stunned: "It's not a hymn? Is there the roar of a tiger coming down?"

These people couldn't laugh or cry, could it be that Shi Gongzi and they immediately judged that this was a hymn because they saw the vision? Could it be that satirical poems can't produce visions? This has no logical relationship at all!

"There is a vision. But the verses of the poem don't make sense...... Tigers are generally found in deep mountains and dense forests, and even where tigers and demons haunt will not be so open. But have you seen the first sentence clearly? What does it mean that the village will be spared during the day? Fierce tigers are rampant!"

"There are also animals in the mountains that dare not speak out when hunting, and they give birth and raise in the mountains year after year, but they do not expel newcomers and divide the territory like ordinary tigers, but gradually expand their sphere of influence, which is alluding to Lord Shi's bullying of men and women and collusion with the powerful. Dominate the side!"

"The last two sentences, the tiger often goes to the village to take away the little cattle, the villagers dare to be angry and dare not speak, even my Chu Du's most outstanding imperial capital young ranger has no way to take this tiger, every time the imperial court issues an order to eliminate the tiger, the rangers go to the forest to see the traces and scatter, isn't this satirizing Lord Shi colluding with the imperial court and gradually becoming a social cancer?"

"Ah, that's what they said, Shi Gongzi, don't blame me. But this poem is really not a hymn......"

Shi Poyun was stunned by the left sentence after sentence, and he felt that his comprehension ability had plummeted, and it was clear that "Tiger Walking" was literal. It's all about describing how brave this tiger is, but why does this group of people interpret it and turn it into a satirical poem?

He looked at Yue Heng again, with strong dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Master Yue, what do you mean?"

Yue Heng said lightly: "Ling Zun is as fierce as a tiger, I'm just telling the truth." ”

Shi Poyun stepped forward and was about to pull Yue Heng's collar, and shouted angrily, "You dare to entertain your Uncle Shi?"

Yue Heng grabbed Xingmu next to him, slapped Shi Poyun's hand away, and said coldly: "People like you are the calf of the tiger." This poem is a great text for you! I don't even need to explain it with words!"

"Someone, get him out!" shouted the shopkeeper as several guards rushed over. grabbed Shi Poyun, who was punching and kicking, and dragged him out of the restaurant.

"The kid surnamed Yue, as long as you dare to go to Chudu. I won't let you go! You hurt my father and filthy my family, my brothers in Chudu will definitely make you look good! You wait, let's wait and see......" Shi Poyun's voice became smaller and smaller, but many people heard it truly.

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the restaurant, and most of the people shook their heads and sighed, condemning Shi Poyun's behavior and criticizing the collusion of some powerful people in society.

"The world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient!"

"This is also one of the stubborn foci that my Chu State has not cured for a long time, the powerful family always wants to ride on people's heads, and ordinary people have been bullied from ancient times to the present. ”

"My son-in-law wrote it so well, but it's a pity that I offended many people......"

In addition to the judgment of everyone, many people were worried about Yue Heng.

Huo Zhangyuan stood up: "Yue Heng, this poem will stay in the mansion, we have the best Danqing master to illustrate it, and then carefully frame it, and there will be no problem at all if it has been passed down for hundreds of years!"

"Hahahaha......"

Many people also joked, hoping that Yue Heng would give them this poem.

"I'll pay 50,000 contribution points to buy this poem!" A person shouted loudly, the voice was a little unfamiliar, Yue Heng looked at it carefully, his eyes almost didn't fall, this person turned out to be a little guy carrying a teapot in Taishang Restaurant, but now he has changed his clothes and changed the shape of the big teapot, but his appearance will definitely not be wrong.

Shopkeeper Hu also noticed this detail, and his mouth couldn't close in surprise, but he also saw the fat man Lei who was haunting the little guy and was also a makeover, and he immediately understood.

"Old treacherous and cunning!" Yue Heng and Shopkeeper Hu praised in their hearts at the same time, and threw themselves to the ground for the five bodies that Lei Fat Man admired.

Sure enough, one person started and immediately rushed up.

"The old man contributed 60,000 points!"

"Sell me 80,000!"

"I'll give 100,000!"

“......”

Soon, this song "Tiger Xing" was raised to a high price of 120,000 contribution points, and there seemed to be a trend of increasing it, which surprised Yue Heng and didn't know what to say.

In the crowd, Lei Fat Man was bowing his head and commanding the little guy: "Shout 150,000!"

The little guy was so frightened that his legs went limp: "Brother Lei, you won't be harming me, are you?" Where do I have 150,000?"

Lei Fat Man scolded in a low voice: "You don't have it, but your son-in-law does! You just shout, I'll let him pay the bill!"

The little guy's mind couldn't turn around, and he stammered and asked, "Childe...... Childe he bought it himself...... Buy your own calligraphy and paintings?"

Lei Fat Man hates iron and steel: "You know a fart! Hurry up and shout!"

The little guy was reluctant, stood up straight, and shouted, "I'll give 150,000!"

This price is already very high, not something that ordinary people can afford, but for those big families and rich families, it is just a drop in the bucket. (To be continued)