Remove the wine and food, and replace it with pen and ink.

Some ponder, some wave, and some bite the pen.

For readers, poetry is an inescapable proposition.

As for Jiang Wujila, what he has to consider now is which poem is appropriate.

I thought I was going to miss out on a thousand taels of silver tonight, but I didn't expect that in the end, the Oiran lady came out like this, which made me turn around......

Jiang Wujian didn't think about Zhang Gongzi's affairs for the time being.

Anyway, it is a fact that he killed Zhang Dafu by himself.

It is also a fact that Zhang Dafu is the illegitimate son of the Ministry of Rites.

But what's wrong with killing someone who deserves to be killed?

The heart is open, and if you kill it, you will be safe.

Now it's even more important to make money.

If you like to mention a thousand taels of silver.

Go back and refine a distraction pill and break through the realm.

The nephew of the mere servant of the Ministry of Rites, what is there to fear?

"Brother Jiang, what do you think of what I wrote?"

The ordinary Zhuge Ye looked at the poems he composed with admiration.

"The small pavilion of Yunshang is rolling waves, and the waist is as thin as willow white jade light."

"The spring honey brew in the forest, two rounds of peach blossoms under the bright moon."

The corners of Jiang Wuji's mouth twitched: "You'd better be writing poetry." ”

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Zhuge Ye took care of himself.

"Brother Jiang may not see the subtlety of my poem, this poem can be applied, if the Yunshang girl doesn't like it, I will go to the Lianxiang courtyard and change the first sentence to the lotus fragrance courtyard!"

"It's you." Jiang Wuxi gave a thumbs up.

At this time, Zhang Gongzi's position suddenly became agitated.

"Zhang Gongzi is not the first talent in Qingzhou!"

"As soon as this poem comes out, who else can compete tonight?"

"Wonderful, wonderful! It seems that the person who stays in the Yunshang courtyard is none other than Zhang Gongzi! ”

"Where, Zhang, let everyone laugh." The gentle and elegant Zhang Lichuan kept giving up, but the smile on his face became more and more intense.

Zhuge Ye pursed his lips and touched Jiang Wujian with his elbow, "Brother Jiang, why don't you write poems yet?" Although you and I are hopeless, the focus is on participation. ”

"I'm done." Jiang Wujian quietly folded the paper.

"Huh? Let me see. ”

"No."

"So stingy, not gentlemanly!"

"No, it's called suspense."

"Hush."

After a short time, several girls took away the poems one by one and sent them to the second floor of the flower pavilion.

While waiting, Zhang Lichuan, who was dressed in brocade clothes, took the initiative to approach, and smiled at Jiang Wuji: "The new talent in Xiaqingzhou City, Zhang Lichuan, I don't know who Your Excellency is?" ”

Jiang Wuji sneered: "Knowingly, what about singing?" ”

Zhang Lichuan's face froze, obviously he didn't expect Jiang Wujian to be so rude.

However, Zhang Lichuan didn't say anything, and a person with a pockmarked face behind him first shouted: "Who are you!" How dare you be so rude to Zhang Gongzi! Lose your gentlemanly demeanor! ”

"When did I say I was a gentleman?" Jiang Wujian asked with a smile.

The man's eyes widened, and he looked at Jiang Wujian in disbelief: "What? Are you not a gentleman? So how did you get in! Come! Get this fang out of ......"

"He is a talent in Fengming County, and Jiang Wujian is not sick." Zhang Lichuan interrupted.

"Fengming County? What county is Fengming County in? I've never heard of it. ”

"It must be a poor country, no wonder you wear such a shabby dress."

"If I'm not mistaken, he didn't get a word right about Miss Yunsheng's coupling, right?"

"There is no ink in the chest, and I am ashamed to be with it."

"Hahaha......"

Everyone seemed to grab a point and desperately slashed.

But Jiang Wuji didn't care, these people just wanted to curry favor with Zhang Lichuan, as long as they didn't do substantial harm, their mouths grew on others, and the cause and effect were all decided by others.

However, Jiang Wujian never expected that Zhuge Ye would stand up and speak for him.

"Zhang Lichuan, let your dogs shut up, don't sweep Lao Tzu's Yaxing tonight."

"You dwarf, who are you scolding dogs?"

Someone made a sound, and Zhang Lichuan raised his hand to stop it.

Just when everyone thought that Zhang Lichuan would be angry, the other party laughed.

"I didn't expect Brother Zhuge to be here tonight, it's a faux pas."

Zhang Lichuan's attitude shocked Jiang Wuji's heart, this Zhuge Ye who has read countless women seems to be not small?

"It's just ......," Zhang Lichuan changed his words, "Miss Yunshang tonight, I don't think I will leave Zhuge Gongzi overnight." ”

"Who is rare." Zhuge Ye turned his head and no longer paid attention to Zhang Lichuan.

But Jiang Wujian could see that Zhuge Ye was so angry that there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes.

After all, what man can stop the charming Oiran lady Yunshang?

Seeing Zhuge Ye's resignation, Zhang Lichuan looked at Jiang Wujian again, and said with a smile: "Zhang Dafu and I are old friends, he once mentioned to me that Brother Jiang's family is poor, I guess Brother Jiang is here tonight for the thousand taels of silver, right?" ”

"Actually, it doesn't matter, if Brother Jiang really needs silver taels, tomorrow will be ...... Oh no, come here tomorrow at noon, and when I and Miss Yunshang get up, I will give you that thousand taels of silver. ”

"It seems that Zhang Gongzi thinks that Miss Yunshang must have left you for the night tonight?" Jiang Wujian said lightly.

Zhang Lichuan: "Hehe...... All of you are scholars, although you may not keep me, but it will definitely not be you. ”

At this moment, Xiaoshuang went and returned, with a happy face.

"Little Twin Girl, has Miss Yunshang been chosen?" Someone asked.

"Hmm!" The little double head is focused, and there is a smile on the corner of his mouth that can't be hidden.

"Who is it?"

"It should be Zhang Gongzi!"

"I think so."

Zhang Lichuan smiled and shook his collar elegantly, it seemed that the Yunshang girl chose him.

"The son who stayed in the Yunshang courtyard tonight......"

Xiaoshuang deliberately lengthened his voice, waiting for everyone's appetite to be satisfied.

"Jiang Gongzi of Fengming County, Jiang Wuji!"

"Wow!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Even Zhuge Ye showed a look of surprise.

"How is that possible!"

"Jiang Wuji? Jiang Wujian in Fengming County?! ”

"Where did this come from?"

"Is Miss Yunshang mistaken, he can't match a single sentence just now!"

When everyone was questioning loudly, Zhang Lichuan said without showing joy or anger: "I don't know if the little girl can read the poem written by Brother Jiang in public?" ”

"Hmph, that's a natural thing to read."

Xiaoshuang looked arrogant, and then carefully took out the paper that had been glued to pen and ink from his arms.

She first glanced at Jiang Wujian with both eyes, and then said softly.

"The small courtyard gives cloud clothes."

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look,"

was only half a sentence, and the audience stopped abruptly.

"The spring breeze caresses Revlon."

Zhang Lichuan's hands were trembling, and several sounds of swallowing saliva sounded.

"If it weren't for the Jade Mountain,"

"I will meet Yaotai under the moon!"

Quiet!

Dead!

The first sentence compares clothes with clouds and flowers.

The second sentence writes that the flowers are dewed by the spring breeze, just like the concubine is favored by the king.

Three sentences compare the girl to a fairy.

Four sentences compare the moon god to a girl.

Clouds, flowers, dew, jade mountains, yaotai, moonlight, the words are light and the sentences are strong, but they do not show traces of artificiality!

and cleverly hid the name of the girl in Yunshang in it.

The audience seemed to be petrified and motionless.

Good poetry, good poetry!

However, as a "poet", Jiang Wujian had a feeling of using his toes to buckle three rooms and one living room on the ground at this time.

Cool is really cool, but embarrassing is also really embarrassing.

Poetry is not strange, poetry is not strange......

Before everyone could wake up from the poem, the soft voice of the girl in Yunshang who seemed to be impatient floated out of the attic.

"Xiaoshuang, why don't you hurry up and bring your son up?"

"Jiang Gongzi, please hurry." The little pair of coquettish voices.

Jiang Wuji: "Ah......hh

"Excuse me, everyone, I'm sorry."

"Then I'll go first, ahahaha......"