By some point, the sneering voices had disappeared, and a noisy silence ensued.

Everyone couldn't help but be immersed in the poetry of the poems.

The powerlessness and sadness of being unable to love and helplessly wandering were felt by many people present.

Listening carefully, there was a faint choking sound, and many of the girl's eyes were slightly red.

"Replace poetry with words, laugh at yourself; When will I see you and comfort me? ”

"It's not poetry!" Huang Dalang tried to find fault.

But Miss Ying'er was impatient to drink: "Shut up!" ”

She looked at Qin Zhen who was swaying ink wildly, and there was a sinking in her cold gaze.

Huang Dalang was suddenly like a deflated ball, crying with a sad face.

Bamboo door to bamboo gate, Zhu door to Zhu door, feudal society, class should.

The world is difficult and dangerous, and I don't know how many people who love each other are on different sides of the world; should have stayed together for a lifetime, but after all, he became a stranger.

Listening to Qin Zhen's chanting, the Offshore City Lord closed his eyes slightly, as if he had returned to the midsummer when he was sixteen years old.

At that time, he was not the lord of the city, and his family had no power.

I thought that this life had come to an end, and the family found him a family affair, the youngest daughter of the Wang family in the west of the city, they grew up together since childhood, and they can be described as childhood sweethearts.

However, that year, he was lucky enough to go to high school, and the so-called one person ascended to heaven.

The youngest daughter of the Wang family was suddenly not as good as the daughter of the scholar family.

There are a lot of bad sounds in the house.

He was reluctant to withdraw from the marriage.

They are true love.

But for the sake of his future, the youngest daughter of the Wang family took the initiative to withdraw from the marriage, as if to make him die, and the younger daughter of the Wang family found a splash to marry the next month.

He knew that all this was the coercion of the family, and he hated it, but he was powerless to change it.

And on the day he married the daughter of the Shi clan, he got the news that the youngest daughter of the Wang family died.

Died of depression.

"I am willing to match virtue and join hands; I shall not fly, and I shall be destroyed. ”

The pen ends abruptly, revealing endless sadness, which makes it difficult to calm down for a long time.

"What is this poem called?"

The Offshore City Lord muttered.

Qin Zhen arched his hand and said: "Lord Hui, this poem is called "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix". ”

What is written is only one and two.

He originally wanted to write the second as well, but he blamed him for writing too freely, opening and closing so much that the paper scrolls were finished.

Qin Zhen said in his heart.

"You have to get papermaking as soon as possible, or you have to pick and search every word."

"Phoenix seeking a phoenix?" The Offshore City Lord slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were already moist, he exhaled deeply, stood up suddenly, and exclaimed without hesitation: "What a phoenix!" ”

Is the youngest daughter of the Wang family beautiful?

Compared with the daughter of the scholar family, it is naturally inferior.

But in the heart of the Coastal City Lord, she looks the most beautiful when she laughs.

"I love this poem!"

Miss Ying'er's beautiful eyes are colorful, and the meaning of the words and sentences in the poem made her, a daughter who has been bound by rules and regulations since she was a child, feel the beauty and poignancy of the love between men and women for the first time.

In particular, the sentence "I don't see it for a moment, and I think about it like crazy" made her feel a throbbing that she had never felt before, and the deer was jumping wildly.

Unlike the feeling given to her by a child of a family like Nangong Yuan, Qin Zhen's gestures were overflowing with an indescribable simplicity and clarity.

She couldn't help but ask, "Qin Gongzi must have a very important woman in his heart, right?" ”

Otherwise, how could he have written such a profound poem?

"That's right."

Hearing that Miss Ying'er actually called herself Gongzi, Qin Zhen was a little flattered.

He did have a very important woman in his heart.

It's Liu Juan.

But Miss Ying'er was obviously mistaken, she thought that this poem was written for her, and the woman in the poem was naturally her.

Unexpectedly, Qin Zhen was so young that he was so honest that he actually loved her so much!

It's no wonder, after all, Miss Ben is peerless and independent, and it is inevitable that Qin Zhen will sink into it.

She looked at Qin Zhen, who was about the same age as herself, and her mentality was a little delicate.

Even though Qin Zhen is outstanding in literature, he is a grass man after all, can he accept his love? Can a father agree to marry her?

Few people know that today it is her birthday party, but in fact, the coastal city lord also has the intention of letting her see Jiangnan Junjie choosing her husband.

Throughout the banquet, Qin Zhen was the only one with outstanding talents.

Qin Zhen naturally didn't know the content of Miss Ying'er's brain supplement, he just wanted to kill Nangong Yuan and Tang Xuan's sharpness.

Nangong Yuan walked over with a complicated expression, and the word admiration was written on his face at this moment.

"Qin Zhen...... No, Qin Gongzi, I was offended a lot just now, and I ask you to bear with me. ”

A song of phoenix seeking a phoenix directly penetrated Nangong Yuan's self-confidence as a literati.

Just like most pretentious and above-the-top businessmen and literati, Nangong Yuan is also proud of his talents, but he will also applaud the talents of others.

Qin Zhen was a little surprised.

According to his guess, shouldn't someone like Nangong Yuan be annoyed and angry, and then retaliate against him?

Sure enough, the reality and the brainless cool text routines are still different.

At this time, Tang Xuan also came over and gave Qin Zhen a salute with sincerity.

"Qin Gongzi, you are right, the poems we wrote are indeed a piece of! Only poems like you are truly good! Qin Gongzi, if you agree, please let me copy this phoenix, I want the world to read it, how about it? ”

Qin Zhen scratched his head and said, "Yes, but you have to indicate that this poem was not written by me, but copied by me, and its author is the Han Dynasty poet Sima Xiangru." ”

"Qin Gongzi, don't lie to me and wait! Where is the Han Dynasty? How can there be anything like Sima alike? Nangong Yuan thought that Qin Zhen didn't want to be famous, so he made up a name at random, and he admired Qin Zhen's indifference to fame and fortune more and more.

"I can't imagine that Qin Gongzi is so detached at such a young age, I admire him!" Tang Xuan also praised: "But I am a literati and have always sought truth from facts!" One is one, two is two! Today, so many people in Baiyang Building have seen Qin Gongzi make this poem with their own eyes, can it be fake? ”

"This is really not done, I copied it!" Qin Zhen was a little helpless.

Why is it that no one believes what you say?

"If Qin Gongzi really doesn't want to be famous, then we don't have to force it, but there should always be an author for this poem." Nangong Yuan, who was still active, proposed: "Otherwise, Gongzi Qin, you can think of a pen name." ”

Among the literati and writers, there are many pen names.

For example, what layman, what Lanting and so on.

"Pseudonym?"

Qin Zhen smiled casually.

Then it's called "Chinese Stars". ”

"The Chinese stars?"

Nangong Yuan and Tang Xuan looked at each other.

I couldn't figure it out for a while.

"That's right, the Chinese stars." Qin Zhen's eyes flashed with anticipation.

He suddenly had an idea to let the poetry and songs of China and cultural treasures shine like stars in this other world!