Xu Hanliang sorted out the newly written manuscript and put it aside.

The young lady put down the grinding strip that was grinding and leaned over.

"The Palace of Eternal Life".

Xu Hanliang originally wanted to write "The Peony Pavilion", but because the times were somewhat out of line, he changed it to "The Palace of Eternal Life".

Originally, I thought it was to relieve the boredom of the childish girl, but I didn't expect there to be an unexpected surprise.

"You take it first, and if the bookseller comes, you can sell the book for fifty-fifty percent."

Xu Hanliang looked at the childish girl and said with a smile.

Of course, it can only be sold in the original book, and the original childish girl still wants to keep it.

In front of the child's eyes, where is this book in front of her, it's just a stack of silver.

Looking at the childish girl who was like a fan of wealth, Xu Hanliang touched her head dotingly.

Of course, Xu Hanliang now doesn't know that this book will bring him turbulent waves.

When it was getting late, Xu Hanliang got up and went to the Red Mansion.

The West Lake has long been overcrowded.

In addition to the vendors who sell things and the idlers who watch the excitement, many rich ladies also gather here, wanting to find Ruyi Langjun.

The nine painting boats have been connected together, and it has become a beautiful scenery on top of this West Lake.

The dragon and lion dance procession walked through the street, and some children jumped to follow the back of the line, so lively.

On the painting boat, there are bewitching figures, as if waiting for everyone's arrival.

It is said that today someone invited one of the best Qing people in Bianliang to cheer up this poetry meeting.

Even the red men on the ship, most of them are proficient in poetry and songs.

After many people were selected, they were very happy in their hearts.

fantasized that he could be found like those in the rivers and lakes, and was valued by a certain talent, redeemed himself, and sat in the pavilion from now on, regardless of the troubles of this world.

"The word is by brother."

Li Zhongwen didn't know when the cat came behind Xu Hanliang and shouted.

"Brother Zhongwen, are you also here to participate in this Nine Academies Poetry Meeting?"

Xu Hanliang's face was happy, thinking that he finally had someone to accompany him.

Hearing this, Li Zhongwen scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Where do I have that ability, but I can cheer you up on the shore for Brother Han Liang." ”

Those who can board the ship, at least in one academy, can be ranked in the top ten.

At least there is some talent in the background, and ordinary people don't have this opportunity at all.

Before the poetry meeting began, Xu Hanliang and Li Zhongwen chatted under the boat.

After seeing Xu Hanliang, many people also greeted each other.

Whether it is that righteous song or the recently written "The Story of the West Chamber", Xu Hanliang has become famous.

These scholars who are not well-known naturally want to come and rub it out.

"Brother by word, long time no see."

Hearing the voice behind him, Xu Hanliang turned his head to look.

found that Li Gang was walking towards this side with a group of young people, and greeted him warmly.

Seeing this future talent greeting, Xu Hanliang replied: "I have long heard that there are many talents in this poetry club, but I didn't expect Brother Uncle Ji to be here." ”

Since Li Gang said goodbye last time, he has kept Xu Hanliang in his heart.

Whether it was that sentence or the extremely delicious MSG, it attracted him.

Now that we meet again, I have heard of "The Legend of the West Chamber", but I don't have much time to watch it.

The two happened to have nothing to do, so they began to talk.

"Yo, why are you here?"

A sharp voice sounded, like a eunuch.

Xu Hanliang turned around and looked at Hou Gu behind him.

Looking at this big face full of meat, Xu Hanliang, who couldn't help but be shocked, took a few steps back.

"Hou Gongzi, it's a coincidence."

Xu Hanliang pretended to be nothing.

"You should have come to see the excitement, for you and other reckless people, since you didn't have the opportunity to board this painting boat, come and see the excitement, I guess I can also be contaminated with a little bit of my talent."

Compared with Xu Hanliang's indifference, Hou Gongzi obviously did not forget the hatred last time.

"Maybe, I also want to see Hou Gongzi in the limelight on the painting boat."

Xu Hanliang chuckled.

When Hou Gu heard this, he was also a little satisfied, and immediately boasted: "It's a pity, you can only watch it on the shore, I heard that it is a grand gathering of talents today, have you ever heard of Li Boji?" I also have a friendship with Li Boji. ”

As soon as these words were said, Li Gang on the side was a little unbearable.

After the talented people around Li Gang saw his expression, they knew that the two had never met, let alone had a friendship.

"Brother Tai, when did I meet you?"

Li Gang slowly arched his hand and asked suspiciously.

When Hou Gu heard this, he didn't react for a while.

Seeing him standing with Xu Hanliang, he just thought he was some kind of poor scholar: "You want to get acquainted with me?" Forget it, only a talented person like Brother Boji is worthy of discussing with me. ”

This sentence made Li Gang sweat a little, and slowly spoke: "I can't hide it, under Li Gang, the word Boji." ”

……

Seeing Hou Gu fleeing away made the surrounding talents laugh even more.

It can be said that this Hou Gu's face was really lost in Changshu.

"Open the boat."

On the painting boat, after a shout, all the talented people boarded the boat one after another.

These nine painting boats are the ones that accommodate a total of 90 talented people from the nine academies.

And above the Red House in the distance, the entire second and third floors have been wrapped.

From the top of the Red Mansion, you can see the scene below.

On the second floor, there is the mountain chief among the various academies.

The position of the mountain chief is arranged according to the position of last year's poetry meeting, and Su Yanming can only be at the bottom.

At this time, Su Yanming could only keep his head down, and he didn't know if he could have a talent this year and fight for himself.

On the third floor, there are several elders of the court, or civil officials in the court, including the county magistrate of Changshu County.

But compared to those elders of the DPRK and China, the county order can only be relegated to the last position.

And the first one is Fan Lao Fan Zhengping.

Fan Lao sat next to the carved wooden window, his eyes staring closely at the cruise ship below.

"The traitor you're talking about is just a student?"

An old man beside Fan Lao snorted his beard and chuckled.

"Although he is a student, he is a traitor in chess, I don't know how the traitor behaves today."

Fan Lao took a sip of the wine in the glass and smiled faintly.

"To be able to write that majestic poem of righteousness must be brilliant, but unfortunately it is only a residual sentence."

The old man on the side secretly admired.

"You've heard something about him too?"

Fan Lao was a little surprised.

"Do you know why the dishes in my Red Mansion have been so improved?"

The old man asked rhetorically.

"This." Fan Lao was slightly stunned, and then spoke: "This can't be that kid's handiwork, right?" ”