"Okay, I'll wait."

Ning Wuxiao ignored this kind of gloating villain, so as not to delay the hour.

When he returned to the shore of Xuanwu Lake, the two sedan chairs were moving unhurriedly along the Sanli Long Bridge to the small island in the middle of the lake, and the students around him were so envious that their eyes were green.

"Sure enough, there are young talents in every era."

Someone made a sample, and those students who were dissatisfied with a bottle and half a bottle were swaying would definitely not recognize it so quickly, and it was estimated that they would struggle by themselves when they bought Shiden Island.

Those who are willing to spend money to buy poetry right away prefer sons and daughters who are stupid and have a lot of money.

Ning Wuxian looked around, and his gaze was fixed on a rich boy who was richly dressed but his eyes revealed clear stupidity, and he had just said that he had bought ten ghostwritten poems for a hundred taels of silver.

Lucky one, you've found you!

Ning Wuxian squeezed out a body of stinky sweat and pungent incense, and finally squeezed to the rich boy's side.

He looked at the unapproachable boy who was staring straight at the talented women, and handed the note that had been in his fist to the other party.

"Childe, do you want to buy ghostwriting poems? A song is ten taels, you can't get on the island, and you lose ten if you fake one. ”

"Really?!"

The rich boy was overjoyed when he heard that someone had written a poem, but when he saw that the speaker was Ning Wuxian, he waved his hand with disgust.

"The surname is Ning, do you think that this son is a straw bag who doesn't know how to distinguish poetry like you? If you pay 10 for a fake, your family is so poor that you will pay me for it? Take the patches on your body or the straw sandals on your feet? ”

Ning Wuxian didn't refute either.

With a smile, he opened the straw paper in his hand.

When the rich boy saw that he was really as rumored, he couldn't even hear the words of being scolded, and then looked at his handsome face that was not polluted by wisdom, and a wave of sympathy rose.

"The surname is Ning, don't let those bastards who can only write limerick poems be deceived, tell Ben Gongzi how many taels they sell you for a poem, Ben Gongzi sees you pitiful, and buys you one."

Ning Wuxiao originally planned to make the rich boy covetous, and use the other party's performance when he regretted it to engage in a wave of publicity.

Seeing that this man had a good conscience, he stretched out a finger.

"Ten taels."

Without the signature of a famous artist, no matter how good the poem is, it cannot be sold at a high price, and it is possible to smash it in the hand or be secretly stabbed and snatched away.

When wealth is not exposed, and when you don't have the grasp of huge wealth, you will never be greedy.

Ten taels to buy and ten taels to sell? I have to lose all my pants.

The rich boy looked at him sympathetically with the eyes of a fool, snatched the straw paper in his hand, and opened his mouth to give a point.

"Look at the words on it, it's like a dog, it's worse than Ben Gongzi's writing."

"And this first sentence, a few plums in the corner, children who have just enlightened will write, this second sentence, Ling Han opened the ...... alone"

The rich boy's disgusted expression suddenly changed drastically, and the mung bean's big eyes bloomed with a strange brilliance.

"I know that it's not snow, because there is a dark fragrance!"

"A good song "Plum Blossom", my son seems to see it blooming lonely in the corner, and it is strong to be suppressed by heavy snow and not withered."

Ning Wuxian also saw the level of poetry of the literati of Daxingguo.

Whether you can write it or not, the level of tasting is definitely not blown.

"Ning Wuxiao, where did you buy this poem?" The rich boy asked nervously, "Has this poem been circulated in the world?" ”

Ghostwriting is ghostwriting.

Landing on an island with ghostwriting is also a kind of soft power.

But if you hit the poem on the spot, whoever eats will be driven off the island in the middle of the lake, without the permission of the Shen family, if you don't take the long bridge, you can only swim back in public.

Rather than lose face, it is better not to board.

"Nope." Ning Wuxian casually pointed in the direction of Xuanwu Street, "I got it from there." ”

The rich boy thought of the rumors of Ning Wuxian, and saw that he was honest and handed in one answer, not suspicious of falsehood, pinching the straw paper and smiling like a child of two hundred pounds.

"Yuanlai, why are you still stunned, give the money quickly!"

He kicked the little guy falsely, and he silently recited it several times until he knew it by heart, and then he walked arrogantly through the crowd with the steps that his six relatives did not recognize.

"Let's let, let's go!"

"Ben Gongzi made a peerless masterpiece, send Ben Gongzi to the island!"

Ning Wuxian saw the back of the rich boy brother who was far away, and continued to search for candidates who met his conditions.

The south of the Yangtze River is rich, and Jinling is a gold cave.

Soon, a rich boy who only stared at talented women and did not focus on the topic entered Ning Wuxian's field of vision.

Brother Childe saw beauty, and he saw silver.

The main focus of the selection is that there are many people who are stupid, as for whether they will hinder the eyes of talented women after they land on the island?

The money and goods have nothing to do with him.

……

in the gazebo.

Ji Jin looked at the rich boy who had been introduced by the maidservant, and tried to control the decent smile on his face.

And Liu Qingfang, who came to study and audit, but actually wanted to squeeze into the celebrity circle, covered her face with a handkerchief to cover her eyes full of contempt.

Ingots.

The son of a wealthy merchant in Jinling, he is notoriously uneducated.

Like her fiancé Da Caobao, who is the same as her Lai Pi dog, Ning is unharmed, and can be described as a pair of sleeping dragons and phoenixes.

"Yuan Gongzi, please recite your masterpiece."

It was the first time for Yuan Bao to see Ji Jin, who was as beautiful as a fairy, so his eyes were straight.

I reacted when I heard her words, I didn't just look at it and leave, but after reciting the poem and landing on the island, I could slowly appreciate her beauty, not to mention, I also had the opportunity to have dinner together on the island, maybe I could stay on the island and enjoy the bright moon together.

He turned to the side of the bold, opened his mouth and said, "There are a few plums in the corner...... Plums...... Mei ......"

It's over, I'm too nervous, what's next?

Ji Jin saw that Yuanbao was so anxious that his face was flushed, and he secretly took out a note from his sleeve and was very happy.

Fortunately, she took the initiative to take over the errand of the gatekeeper, otherwise this kind of embarrassing scene would easily make people suspect that the world-famous Jiangnan talents are empty words.

This talent conference claims to be an exchange of poetry, but in fact, the princes of the capital are secretly competing to pre-select available talents before next spring.

gave her the right to be selected, just because her uncle was the secretary of the military department of the dynasty and regarded her as his own, and the uncle was highly valued by His Majesty today.

Now he ascended the throne at the age of sixteen, reigned for forty-four years, and survived the death of two princes.

Ji Jin, like her uncle, didn't want to pay attention to the partisan disputes in the court, but recommending some Jinling students to serve the country was what she should do and could do.

Ling ...... Ling ......"

The ingots are still bouncing out word by word.

Ji Jin felt as if a quarter of an hour had passed for several years, and finally lost his patience.

"If Yuan Gongzi can't remember, why don't you wait for the next one to finish reading?"

For a whole hour, except for two talented people who said that they were here to join in the fun, but in fact they came to frustrate the spirit of Jinling students, no one dared to come to take the test questions.

Although Yuan Bao looked like he was looking for someone to ghostwrite, and Ji Jin had no hope for the poems he made, this courage to be the first still had to be encouraged.

"No...... What if they come and snatch the place of Ben Gongzi? ”

Yuan Bao didn't forget that there was a straw bale selling poems by the lake, and he glanced at the crumpled straw paper.

The above words immediately connected the memories for him.

"There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, because there is a dark fragrance! ”

"This poem is called "Plum Blossoms", I don't know if this poem can stay on this pavilion?"

Ingot is both proud and weak-hearted.

He thinks that there is nothing wrong with this poem, and it is a little stronger than some famous poems recorded in the "Daxing Poetry Thousand Collections".

But it was Ji Jin who made the final decision, and it was Ning Wuxian, who sold the poems and had to pay for the number of people, and it only cost ten taels of silver for such a powerful poem.

He didn't know the bottom of his heart.