"He doesn't want to come?"

In the Yicui Building, the arrogant Oiran Ning Bing's eyes widened, and his body movements and face showed the words of disbelief very fully.

Coming here from Zhongjing City, the center of the world, she came with a high posture of looking down.

Even for Zheng Tianyu, she just regarded the other party as a ladder to enter the body, but she didn't expect to give grace to Xia Jingyun, a rough man in the countryside who was originally disdainful, and the other party dared not appreciate it?

The maid nodded and shrunk her neck slightly, for fear that the girl would think that she had not done a good job and would vent her anger on her.

Ning Bing didn't have a seizure, just sat dumbfounded, and didn't say anything for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, she said quietly: "You say, am I wrong?" ”

The maid thought for a while and comforted: "Who would have known that Xia Gongzi had such a unique poetic talent." ”

"yes, who would have thought!" Ning Bing sighed faintly and muttered to himself.

"If I could have thought of it, would I still choose to drive Zheng Tianyu away because of his power and fame?"

"Yes!" Ning Binghu's voice was raised, "It's not me who is wrong, it's Xia Jingyun!" What's wrong with me choosing the more secure Zheng Tianyu! He Xia Jingyun obviously has such a poetic talent, why don't you take it out, if he shows it, will I still choose Zheng Tianyu? Why didn't he take it out early? ”

"I wasn't wrong! It's Xia Jingyun who is wrong! What's wrong is that he is an ordinary country boy, how can he have such talent! Such a talent should be a noble son like Zheng Tianyu! ”

"I wasn't wrong! Hahaha! I wasn't wrong! ”

The maid looked at the crazy appearance of her master, who had always been cold and arrogant, and silently took a step back.

It's okay now, Xia Gongzi's head is not good, and Zheng Gongzi's head is gone.

Speaking of which, I have to blame that Zheng Gongzi for having some straw bags.

Hey, this one!

It is truly charity in the flesh.

......

Jiang'an County School, the hustle and bustle is flourishing.

"It's a good sentence, helpless to come in the morning, cold rain and late wind! Write all the desolation, write all the depression! ”

"The word is too hurried, it is extremely expressive, and the helplessness and pity are fully revealed!"

"I hate, hate why I can't write such a masterpiece!"

"It's okay, since people grow and hate Shui Changdong!"

Since the morning, this long and short sentence has evoked the liveliness of the county school, second only to the day of the literary meeting.

Everyone chatted and talked, and one student wondered: "Who made such a masterpiece?" ”

"Yes, I didn't sign it yet, but it was me, and I would have already told the world my name."

Xu Dapeng was also in the crowd, his face was hesitant, Lin Huayuan, it seems that it was where Brother Gao Yang went last night!

But why didn't Brother Gao Yang sign it?

Is it shyness? Or are you afraid that your trip to the Qinglou will be known? It's not something to be ashamed of, it's elegant!

However, in front of friendship, Xu Dapeng, who has always been quite ostentatious, did not open his mouth and said Xia Jingyun's name.

It is precisely because he didn't say it that everyone's speculation became more and more lively.

"You said it wouldn't be Zheng Gongzi, right?"

"Hey, yes, Prince Zhongming has been in Yicui Building these days!"

As he spoke, there was a shouting outside.

"Prince Zhongming is here!"

"Zheng Gongzi is here!"

Zheng Tianyu was dressed in white, walked in suddenly, and chatted with everyone as heartily as in the past.

In the eyes of outsiders, after the Wenhui, after licking his wounds in the gentle countryside for a few days, he returned to his previous state.

At this time, a scholar stepped forward excitedly, "Zheng Gongzi, did you write that Lin Hua Xie Chunhong?" ”

Zheng Tianyu's face froze, and he immediately squeezed out a smile, "What, I don't know." ”

But this hesitation is obviously a cover in the eyes of everyone.

This poem is so popular today, even if it wasn't written by Zheng Gongzi, it is impossible for him not to know it, there is only one reason for saying this......

"You're too modest, aren't you?"

"I'll just say, Brother Zhong Ming has been there for several days, how can he not make a big deal!"

"It seems that Zheng Gongzi was also stimulated by that Xia Jingyun, and finally showed his real skills! It has to be Zheng Gongzi! ”

"Zheng Gongzi is talented, accept me!"

Listening to everyone's praise, Zheng Tianyu couldn't laugh more and more, and arched his hand, "I'm here to meet everyone, I still have something to do, so I'll go first." ”

After speaking, regardless of everyone's retention, he strode away.

Everyone looked at his back and couldn't help but sigh: "It's worthy of Zheng Gongzi!" The high wind and bright festival are admirable. ”

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In the spacious mansion in Jiang'an City, Master Zhou Xuexue was drinking and chatting with several great Confucians in the water pavilion in the courtyard, and bursts of laughter were heard.

A few days ago, the appearance of Old Man Yun scared them half to death, and when Xuezheng came, he hurried over to ask for help.

Fortunately, learning to be correct is to learn to be correct, and a calm down analysis made them feel at ease.

The relationship between Su Shidao and Old Man Yun's classmates is well known, and most of the old man Yun only stood up because of Su Shidao's relationship.

Old Man Yun is such a prominent identity, how can he look at that kind of country boy, and that young man is dressed shabby, not like a person who has an old relationship with Old Man Yun.

The next day, sure enough, the news came that Su Shidao had accepted him as an apprentice, and they were completely relieved.

"Xuezheng, everyone, look! Look what I've got! ”

A big Confucian walked into the pavilion from the outside, and several people who were drinking in the pavilion looked at his hands.

He hurriedly rushed into the gazebo, "Go out, you have to smell it!" Learn, everybody, please see! ”

As he spoke, he unveiled a poem he had copied in front of everyone.

One of the great Confucians gave face and recited cooperatively, while the rest of the people drank and laughed and listened slowly.

"Yicui Lou Lin Flower Courtyard in the gift of Yunxian? What kind of broken name is this, written to the woman in the Qinglou? The man immediately rejected.

"Look at the poem! Don't you know that the Qinglou has been famous since ancient times? ”

"Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, it was too hurried."

Everyone at the table moved slightly.

"Helplessly, the cold rain is coming, and the wind is coming at night."

"Hiss......"

Everyone who had previously disagreed looked sideways.

"Rouge tears, stay drunk, when is it heavy."

"Since people grow and hate water, they grow up."

Syllable!

A crisp sound came from a big Confucian who was pinching his wine glass and fell into shock.

"This song is expected to be passed on!"

"A good one is too hurried, a good one grows and hates Shui Changdong!"

These Confucian scholars are all in their forties, and they are no longer young, and this poem, which originally seemed to lament the twilight of beauties, also hit their hearts.

"With this poem, who dares to say that my Surabaya literary circle has hardly survived over the years!"

"Even in the middle of the capital, you can also compete for the top work!"

When a great Confucian saw the opportunity, he immediately got up and bowed his hand towards Xuezheng, "Congratulations, my lord, the leader of the Surabaya literary circle, for giving birth to such a masterpiece!" ”

The rest of the people secretly cursed the dog thief, and then got up one after another, "Congratulations, my lord!" ”

Zhou Xuexue Zheng Song Yan twisted his beard and his head, "Everyone has merit." With this verse, we can also say something in front of my mother. ”

Everyone nodded, "In this way, there is no need to promote the sad and lonely song since ancient times." ”

"Yes!"

Everyone nodded and laughed.

"Teacher! Gentlemen, what are you talking about, smiling so happily! ”

Zheng Tianyu, who had been hit by a critical blow in the county school and fled in the wilderness, smiled heartily and strode in.

Song Yan looked directly at his beloved disciple and smiled, "Zhong Ming, come here, the teacher has a new masterpiece, come and enjoy it with all the gentlemen." ”

Zheng Tianyu's heart thumped.