Looking at the happy family in front of him, Xu Ping'an was full of pride, and the joy in his heart washed away the feeling of not liking poetry.

"What's so hard about that!" he laughed.

"Childe, hurry up and grab the upper link of the lantern, don't let those sour Confucians come out first, that's a reward of five taels of silver!" Li Ji saw that many literati and artists were eager to try, and immediately shouted at the throat of the cow.

As soon as these words came out, the murderous gaze suddenly swept over, and the scholars were proud of the word "Confucian", but they hated the word "sour" very much, even if they were like this.

Immediately, a scholar jumped out, he was as thin as a bamboo pole, with a pair of mustaches, shook off his black hair, and pointed at Li Ji and a few people: "What a bold and vulgar wild man, I and others who are full of poetry and books are the pillars of the country, how can you be humiliated here?!"

"Hmph, that's right, just a bunch of grandstanders!"

Another middle-aged sour Confucian with an unkind face stood up, arched his hand, straightened his waist and said righteously: "Please also ask the boss of the Four Seas Merchant Square to come out and expel this person from here, otherwise my generation of scholars will not praise you for this field!"

"That's right, that's right!"

"Get out!"

“......”

There are a lot of people who read here, and there are also a lot of people, but there are very few people like Miss Gongzi, and most of them went to the private meeting of the West Lake.

Most of these people hate the rich, or are hostile to the people in the family, Xu Ping'an and Yu Youwei are not like ordinary people in terms of temperament and dress, so many people echo them, and in the end, even Li Ji didn't care, so they scolded the two.

"You say it again!" Li Ji roared, his eyes widened like copper bells, and the momentum of a martial artist exploded, which had a deterrent effect.

The crowd was silent.

In the end, under the pressure of the scene, Xiao'er had to invite a middle-aged businessman.

At a glance, the merchant knew that he was a person who traveled from south to north, with sharp eyes and a good heart, and knew that Xu Ping'an was very human, so he said with a smile: "Everyone!"

"Today's West Lake Lantern Festival, don't hurt the harmony, in this way, this couplet will not charge a penny, even if the answer is not good, it will not be charged. ”

"Boss, is this a matter of silver?! This is a matter of the dignity of my generation of Confucian scholars!" said a Confucian scholar unrelentingly.

Xu Ping'an shook his head when he saw him speak, and he felt a headache with a proud look, and suddenly waved his big hand, and there seemed to be a cold glow in the air, and in an instant, the Spring and Autumn Knife was pulled and closed!

The lantern with the words "East Pawnshop, West Pawnshop, East and West Pawnshop Pawnshop" fell steadily.

Said loudly: "Spring reading, autumn reading, spring reading reading Spring and Autumn." ”

As soon as the next link came out, the audience was silent!

Yu Youwei's face was flushed, and she immediately shouted: "That's right!"

It was definitely not because of her father-in-law, she learned to be rich and five cars, and she heard the magic in an instant.

The middle-aged businessman was also surprised, today's couplet was written by a master, the lantern festival had just begun, and he had already earned a lot of silver for him, but now he was answered correctly by a face.

Although the poetry and song attainments of many people present are not high, good couplets can be heard by ear!

As Li Ji, Chen Sheng, and several little girls shouted in unison, there were more and more people who praised them.

Xu Ping'an hooked the corner of his mouth, handed the lantern out with the Spring and Autumn Scabbard, looked at the Confucian who was angry before, and said: "Which of you comes, if Xialian speaks better than me, I am willing to pay an extra five taels of silver." ”

As soon as the words fell, the focus of the audience was on those Confucian scholars who were coaxing with bulls.

One after another eyes pierced their backs like needles, so that they could not stand or walk. If they could have made the following couplet, it would have been done a long time ago, and it would have to wait for now!

"Hmph! How can a person who has read poetry and books care about your five taels of silver, I am really ashamed to be in the same place with you!"

"That's right, it's okay to stay here!"

"If he doesn't go, let's go!"

“......”

Suddenly, a group of people left in disgrace, causing a full house of boos.

The middle-aged boss smiled and arched his hand: "Dare to ask this son whether he keeps the account or does he want to take it directly?"

Bookkeeping, as the name suggests, is to remember first, and continue to challenge the poems on these lanterns, Yu Youwei's beautiful eyes turned, and she said: "My family is bookkeeping!"

Then he whispered to Xu Ping'an: "Answer the poem well, maybe you can win a lot of silver! We are so poor that we will have to be entangled when we go to Jiangnan in the future, if you are pregnant, you don't have a decent carriage, Mrs. Ben will not go with you!"

Xu Ping'an looked at her with a calculated look, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, and said to the middle-aged businessman: "Keep accounts!"

"Take out the lantern riddle or couplet with the highest bounty in your house. ”

Suddenly, the people gathered around exploded, and the shouts continued.

The wave swept over almost every corner of the West Lake Lantern Festival.

Upstairs in this shopping mall, in an extremely elegant attic.

A table, a pot of tea, a stove of incense, a screen, looks ancient, no matter how noisy the outside lights will be, and even to this attic are very clear, but it can never break the tranquility here.

Among them, there is a man and a woman, all of whom are born in Tianzi and the country, handsome and chic, in terms of appearance, not losing Xu Ping'an and Yu Youwei, in terms of temperament, each has its own merits.

The woman looked out the window, a pair of beautiful eyes penetrated very far, looking at the figures of Xu Ping'an and the others expressionless, like snow on frost.

The man's facial features are upright, very spiritual, and he looks very easy-going, wearing a cyan robe and a jade belt around his waist, with a sense of grace.

The most important thing is the connotation between his eyebrows and the natural exudation on his body, at a glance, you can know what kind of characters from a big family, the kind of elegance and upbringing engraved in his bones are by no means comparable to those sour Confucians outside.

What is the literati style?

This man deserves it.

After taking a sip of steaming tea, the corner of his mouth smiled slightly, and he said quite easily: "I estimate that this Xu Ping'an can bring out all the poems and songs I have produced one by one, hehe, the boss of this Sihai Merchant House may not be able to make any money from now on, just right, anyway, he is also a profiteer." ”

The woman still did not speak, and her face was as silent as frost and snow.

A red lip seems to have not moved for a long time, and the whole person is like a plump snow lotus on the snowy region, completely beautiful and completely cold.

The man in green clothes seemed to be accustomed to her indifference, and a trace of pity and worry flashed in his eyes, and then he said with a smile.

"Linglong, what are you going to do tonight?"

As soon as the words fell, Qin Linglong turned her head slightly to look at the man in Tsing Yi, gently stroked the table with her snow-white five fingers, and blurted out: "Do what you want." ”

"Forget it, I'll do it. ”

The man in Tsing Yi smiled bitterly, but he was still as warm as jade, and then reached out and poured a cup of tea for Qin Linglong: "I know exactly what you will say next, so you don't have to say it." ”