Due to the distance, Qu Wuming couldn't tell which of the three young people was the third son of Zhen, but he was sure that the one who was about to go downstairs must be the talented girl Zhen Shen.

Sure enough, when the dancers on the opposite side stopped dancing and bowed, the entire island in the middle of the lake suddenly became silent.

After about ten breaths, there was a sudden flash of light in the center of the platform on the second floor, and then a cold scenery of the water pavilion and the lonely moon slowly emerged.

As soon as this scene came out, it caused bursts of exclamation and praise throughout the garden.

"This Zhen Buping can play, it seems that he is a veteran of mixed officialdom." Qu Wuming snorted coldly in his heart, and he could see that just the image of this water pavilion was the formation that he didn't know how many Xuanying Stones had been used to burn and lay out the formation in advance, and he was afraid that just maintaining this moment of image would cost a lot of spirit stones.

And, judging from the reactions of the people around him, it seems that this is the first time that this similar image has appeared.

On the five-story terrace, Zhen Buping was pointing to the water pavilion opposite, explaining something to everyone at the same table, Lu Ling and the others nodded when they heard this, as if they were very appreciative of Zhen Buping's preparations.

At this time, in the attic of the water pavilion, a woman actually stepped out, with a melancholy face, affectionate, standing by the railing, looking up at the moon, standing there motionless, like a person in a painting.

For some reason, it was clear that she was not doing anything at the moment, but was just standing there quietly, but the scholars gathered around the two downstairs on the floating island shouted one after another, and for a while, the shouts came and went......

"Talented girl!"

"Zhen Shenshen!"

"We like you!"

"Zhen look at this deeply!"

"Zhen Shenshen! Zhen Shenshen! Zhen Shenshen! Zhen Shenshen! ……”

……

All kinds of shouts were incessant, and some even screamed so excitedly that they fainted, causing only a momentary commotion in the surrounding crowd, and then they were drowned out by the shouting again.

Qu Wuming only vaguely saw that the fainted person seemed to be the one who had met Zhen on the road before......

A moment later, a melodious sound of music sounded on the platform, and the shouts of the scholars immediately fell silent. Under everyone's gaze, Zhen Shen slowly turned around, lightly opened his lips, and chanted affectionately:

"The moonlit night is cold, the thin jacket is slightly cold, and I can't sleep at night, tossing and turning.

Pushing the window to see the moon, it is difficult to send melancholy, and suddenly there is a feeling, so I specially wrote this poem. ”

Qu Wuming heard some people muttering next to him, only to hear someone ask: "Zhen Dacai's poems were very brief before and never talked nonsense, why did she say so much nonsense in front of her this time?" ”

"You don't know, do you? It is rumored that a great Confucian who has been in the literary world for many years said not long ago that articles should only be literate in the future! Punctuation and the like, but how can you count? Therefore, everyone, it is better to cultivate oneself and write more honestly! I heard that a book club has already begun to follow the trend, saying that if you publish books and articles in their place in the future, punctuation can't count the number of words! ”

"Is there such a thing?! If this rule is changed, it will be a big disapproval to the world! ”

"Hehe, so what? Those who write books and essays have no right to speak? It's not who holds the rules, who has the final say? ”

"It's not appropriate, punctuation is part of the article, how can it be said that it doesn't count? I don't think this news is accurate, it must be a rumor! ”

"I think it's also a rumor. If the rules are really changed, why do they have to be officially announced? ”

"Shhhh

These people were muttering endlessly there, and on the stage of the island in the middle of the lake, Zhen Shenshen finally spoke again after pondering for a while. I only heard her soft voice:

"The mist is thick and the clouds are sad for ever,

The deep boudoir thinks that the gentleman is emaciated.

I am glad to see the dark green on the desk,

Not inferior to Lang Jun Yu pestle soft. ”

After chanting the four lines of poetry, Zhen Qianqian pretended to be shy, threw a seemingly nonexistent wink to the audience, and turned around and retreated to the attic.

She was no longer on the platform.

However, a moment later, there was still a thunderous applause on the quiet floating island in the middle of the lake, which lasted for a long time.

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a master of the academy appeared where Fang Cai Zhen was standing deeply, and cleared his throat with his hands behind his back.

The applause below gradually subsided, and some people around Qu Wuming began to silence and said, "Shhhhhh Don't make any noise, listen to the glory of the Qingtan Kingdom Wenyuan Pavilion and how the old man evaluates the new poems of talented women! ”

I only heard the man on the stage muttering for a moment, until he felt that all his eyes had fallen on him, and then he straightened his chest and said loudly: "Fang is the new poem written by Zhen Shenshen, the first talented woman in our Chang'an City, "Song of Cucumber No. 2". The old man couldn't help but be amazed when he heard this, but he didn't expect Zhen Shenshen not only to write new poems well, but also to write wonderful poems! 'The mist is thick and the clouds are sad for eternity, and the deep boudoir thinks about the emaciation', a few words describe the mood of the woman in the boudoir when there is no one in the middle of the night! And the 'I like to see the black green on the desk, not inferior to Lang Jun and Yu Pestle', compared with the new style poem written by the talented girl before, 'cucumber is undoubtedly the best in the world', it is more subtle, but it has the same magic......"

When Rong Guangqi was gushing and praising on the stage, Qu Wuming heard a familiar voice beside him say, "Vomit...... It's fucking disgusting. This stinky foot is too red fruit. It's better to go directly to the opposite floor and lick the toes of the city lord......"

Qu Wuming heard this, turned his head and looked, who was the little fat man he met on the road before? It's just that at this time, the little fat man was flushed and drunk, obviously having drunk a lot.

The little fat man's words were originally said to his companions, and when he saw a burly scholar like an iron tower next to him turn his head to look at him, a faint sense of oppression came to him, and he shrugged his shoulders and took half a step back, and then looked closely, but he felt that this tall scholar was so familiar, and he was stunned before he remembered, wasn't this guy the swordsman who rode a donkey before?

"Is that you? Aren't you not interested in poetry, this brother? Why did you come too? The little fat man was already a self-acquainted person, and at this time he was full of wine, and he talked a lot, so he patted Qu Nameless on the back and said, "Where did you get this dress?" It's a little smaller, and it doesn't look like a scholar on you. ”

Qu Wuming looked down at his slightly tense chest, and raised his two arms slightly, the swollen and full muscles under the robe were angular and faintly visible, so he had to smile and say, "I found it temporarily, it's really smaller." I'm not interested in poetry, but isn't there one of the top ten art galleries here? Naturally, it's time to feast your eyes. ”

"You've come to the right place, man. But it's a pity that today's protagonists are not them, but the talented women of Zhen Da. The little fat man pouted and said, "There is a good father there, even if we study hard for ten years and are full of economy, no one cares, and people casually break a sentence and become a 'masterpiece', which is really speechless." The literary world of Qingtan Country is afraid that sooner or later it will be destroyed in the hands of these people. ”

"Shhhh The young man next to him hurriedly pulled the sleeve of the little fat man and said, "Be careful when you turn around and be passed to the master, you will have to be criticized again." ”

"Cut! So what? What did they do, I can't even say what I can't say? The little fat man shook his sleeves and shook off his companion's hand, but his voice was still lowered, "Originally, I was about to finish my studies, and when I went home to do business in the future, I wouldn't go to grab food from them in a pot, what am I afraid of?" ”

"That being said, after all, those people have a lot to do with officialdom, so it's better not to offend." The young man still persuaded bitterly, "Besides, people have fun in their own circles in the literary world, and they don't rob you of food and drink, just watch the excitement." ”

The two of you are talking lively, Qu Wuming also finds it interesting to listen to, and I feel much stronger than the old man on the stage who is talking about stinky feet. Inadvertently, he looked at the two of them with the Heavenly Eye Technique, and couldn't help but interrupt the two and asked in a whisper, "Two, do you know anything about cultivation?" ”

The little fat man nodded and said, "That's nature." As he spoke, he said in the direction of the five-story building on the small island in the middle of the lake, "The officials of all cities and counties are all cultivators, and ordinary people, no matter how highly educated, can only live under them and become assistants. ”

"Don't your family know that you can also cultivate?" Qu Wuming suddenly looked down at the two of them, and said.

"Huh? You are! The little fat man saw that Qu Wuming's mouth did not move, but he heard Qu Wuming's voice in his mind, his heart was shocked, and he woke up three points from alcohol, and almost shouted out, but was stopped by Qu Wuming raising his hand.

"Yes, I am. Moreover, I just checked the spiritual roots of the two of you, and they are all excellent Heavenly Spiritual Roots! If you don't cultivate, it would be a pity to continue to delay like this. Qu Wuming shook his head and said.

"Really? You say we're actually geniuses in cultivation? The young man on the side lowered his voice and asked in surprise.

Qu Wuming's face was full of helplessness, and he said: "It's hard to say whether a genius is a genius or not, but your spiritual roots are indeed different from ordinary people." Although it is a little late to start cultivating in my teens now, if you look at the spiritual root, it may not affect you too much. ”

"If I can also cultivate to become an immortal, won't my family have a backer to do business?" The little fat man covered his mouth, with a look of excitement, "Your second room is always excluded in the family, if you are an immortal who calls for wind and rain in the future, who will dare to bully your family in the big house?" ”

"yes!" The young man couldn't hold back his excited look, looked at Qu Wuming and said, "Big brother, do you accept apprentices?" Or the two of us will kneel down and kowtow! ”

Before the words fell, the little fat man had already pounced and pulled his companion to kneel on the ground, and was about to bow to the teacher with both hands in fists.

Qu Wuming was startled by the little fat man, and when he saw that the people around him were looking at him curiously, he hurriedly pulled the two up with a dark face, and dragged the two towards the less crowded place on the periphery of the back garden. While walking, he didn't forget to pass on the voice and said, "Did I owe you two in my last life?" Why did you suddenly kneel? ”

The little fat man was a little puzzled when he heard this: "It's all written in the book, there are immortal cultivators who meet a genius boy with good roots, and naturally they refuse to let go, they must be accepted as disciples, and teach them a skill, and when the disciples are successful, the master suffers a great disaster and the immortal goes, and the disciple soars into the sky, and on the way to avenge the master, he meets many beauties and puts them in the harem, and finally dominates the country......"

Qu Wuming heard this, and his face couldn't help but become much darker......