Although Chu Moyu was narrow-minded, since he understood that the person on the other side could not get any benefits, he sincerely accepted it. This will be intertwined with the song of Liqing, and it is impossible to drink. Wang Wu Qingchen usually stays in the boudoir, and it is the first time to talk with a man like this, and he can't help but be a lot shy, plus his personality is easy to be shy, but he has few words, but he was inadvertently provoked by the occasional jokes of a few people and chuckled. It's Biluo, a woman who calls herself a heroine, with a delicate personality and even a little pungent, and an occasional sentence sometimes really thunders away from Qingge, but fortunately, Wang Wu is light and empathetic, and will always play a round, and several people get along well.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. Suddenly, there were four strange people on the stairs on the second floor, four very young strange people. One holds a strange pen, the pen actually has three pen heads, the pen body is three feet long, he is the first to walk and shout out the sentence ten steps to kill a person. Immediately behind him was a man who walked with a phoenix tail in his arms but limped, and a third person held a large basin in his left hand, which would make people think that he was a monk who had a fate if he didn't have hair. The fourth person also holds a brush, which is also an ordinary length of one foot, but he holds the pen in his left hand. Several people recited Li Bai's [Chivalrous Travel] in turn, and walked straight to the table away from Qingge, and moved directly to the bench and sat down without asking everyone's consent. Biluo raised her eyebrows, only to see her right hand groping, and unexpectedly pulled out a slender soft sword from her belt, full of interest, showing the demeanor of a woman. Li Qingge secretly praised this woman for really having a heroine's demeanor.

A few weirdos didn't care much either, they knew that no one dared to use force in the Taibai Building. The strange man who held the strange pen put the strange pen on the table and hugged it with both hands as a greeting, we are the four great talents of Jiangnan, in the next week, Ding Wuzhu, Wang Bucai, Huang Tongyue, the four of them reported their names in turn, and the order made Li Qingge feel like four moles running in the jungle biting their tails in turn, and they never messed up the order. Wang Wu Qingchen took Biluo's little hand and bowed his head and persuaded him. Li Qingge frowned, those few people looked at him from the moment they came up, and it was obvious that a few people were coming at him, and he was trying to be in the limelight before he could find a way, so a few people sent a pillow. Li Qingge snapped out the jade fracture fan, and shook his eyes slightly in a very chic manner: Several brothers have clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and they look extraordinary. It's just,,It's just that he only said it a few times but deliberately didn't say it. This is deliberately to provoke the other party, since it is to make trouble, the literati should scold people without dirty words, and let the other party find their own scolding, this is a qualified literati. This is the style of Liqing song. A few people were really fooled, and the person holding the pen in his left hand asked: Just how? You little scholar is really not happy enough, you should be like a sword, a thorn is a thorn, a split is a split, and never drag mud and water. Don't leave half a sentence when you speak, it will be uncomfortable to listen to.

Li Qingge smiled and said: The use of etiquette, harmony is precious. The person holding the qin put the phoenix tail on the table flat, and pointed to the folding fan of Qingge with his right hand and said: They are all scholars, but I don't like them, and the little scholars don't have to pick up guns and sticks, and they don't have to count me with guns and sticks, for me, whether they understand politeness or not is secondary, and we are here for it. A month ago, we found this folding fan in Dew Zhai, and my eldest brother loved it very much, and we pooled the money to buy it back, but the shopkeeper said that he would wait for half a month to participate in the poetry meeting of Lu Shui Zhai, and the leader of the poetry club could get the folding fan, but we had important things to delay. Since we have a fate to see you again today, we have to make a bet with the little scholar.

Li Qingge secretly thought, these people knew that the literary style was not bad at a glance, but what kind of bad excuse was this, this folding fan was bought by himself for eight hundred taels of silver, what kind of poetry would be purely fabricated by a few people, it was clear that he wanted to compete with himself in literary talent, but he was too lazy to find a good excuse, why was he so fearless? Li Qingge glanced at the few shopkeepers who were talking in a low voice over there, and found that the shoes of several people were a little special, the same system, from the four of them came in, they felt that the shoes of several strange people were a little special but there was a sense of déjà vu. Although I don't know the deep meaning of Taibailou's actions, I can't ask for it. So he waved his hand and said: It's easy to say, it's just that Xiaosheng is also hard to defeat several talented people to hold the treasure, since you are delayed because of things, you missed the poetry meeting. If you don't compete, then the little student will feel that it is unfair to you. It's just that if you lose, what can I do? Li Qingge is making up his mind to be in the limelight today, how can I not seize this kind of thing of putting gold on my reputation.

The person holding the qin was a little stunned, thinking that the other side would find an excuse to shirk it, but who knew that he actually took advantage of the chickens and eggs. But since the other party accepts the gambling fight, the intention has been reached. I saw the person who held the strange pen and said, I and the other four of the stationery are all made by the world's famous masters, if you are better than one will have his study, but if you lose a game, then this folding fan will belong to me. At this time, Wang Wu Qingchen suddenly said: How can it be fair for the four of you to fight one person? Who knew that Li Qingge smiled and said: There is nothing fair or unfair in this world, if you lose a game in the next, you will return it to you.

Before Wang Wu Qingchen could speak again, the strange man with the pen shouted and settled down, secretly happy in his heart that the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers. Who is the little scholar going to fight with? At the same time, how to start? Looking at the study room of you, you can know that you are good at a skill, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and at the same time, it just so happened that Xiaosheng just promised the girl to write a poem for him, and I would like to thank a few people for this opportunity. Several people were ecstatic, and the master arranged this matter and said that he would do whatever it took to win, as long as he won a game, he would have a thousand taels of silver to take, and the more arrogant this little scholar was, the more beneficial it would be to himself and others. So the man with the strange pen waved his hand. The shopkeeper brought a few pieces of paper and a stroke of ink. This is the little second person who saw that there was someone fighting again, so he had already prepared everything and waited on the side. In this Taibai Building, there is usually a flourishing style of fighting literature, or some literati will always occasionally make a lot of poetry or something. So he had already prepared the four treasures of the study. I don't know where to get an ancient xylophone.

But when he saw Li Qingge holding a pen with both hands, he gestured left and right on a piece of paper for a few times, and began to draw with his left hand from above and his right hand from below. The onlookers shouted loudly, not to mention the quality of the painting, this two-handed pen with two hands and a double-minded bearing gave the four people a lot of pressure, from Qingge to paint quickly, a picture of a beauty was vividly displayed, next to Biluo shouted Sister, he painted you, it's so beautiful. The onlookers only looked at the light dust of the palace and compared it with the painting, it was really wonderful, this is the person who held the three-headed strange pen on the opposite side to draw a peony, this person was originally going to paint a rich peony picture, in this era the national painters like to paint peonies, so painting peonies can best reflect people's painting skills, but I didn't expect the other party to draw a beautiful picture like graffiti, and the saddest thing is that the beauty herself is next to it, not to mention that others can see that they can no longer paint. Li Qingge looked back at the light dust of the royal house, only to see that the girl's face was flushed and extremely shy at this time, but the moving face was also full of joy, and suddenly left Qingge's talent and thoughts, he opened the bow left and right and began to write, the left hand regular script and the right hand line book, the regular script is square and powerful, full of righteousness. The book is like a frightened dragon flying, showing the meaning of chic. The person holding the pen in his left hand trembled under the pressure of this battle, how could this be compared. At the end of the writing, Wang Wu Qingchen didn't care about his shyness, and read softly that there are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. One look at the city, and then look at the country. Rather than know the city and the country, it is difficult to get a beautiful woman. The title of the poem is, 'Beauty Gu'.

Li Qingge walked to the person holding the basin and picked up the white son casually, and did not look at the sunspot falling, just scattered to the chessboard like a whimsy, the man was sweating profusely, the first two competitions put too much pressure on him, this will be the white child playing chess and has no routine, and he doesn't care about his own big dragon, there must be a demon when things go wrong, this person quickly lowered his head and meditated. Li Qingge sat next to the xylophone and began a song of the general's order, the soldiers were iron horses, full of killing spirit, whether it was a chess player or a person playing the piano, his mind was chaotic at the moment, the chess player trembled, the sound of the piano interfered too much with his soul, so that he didn't know which move to take at the moment, the hand holding the chess trembled, and the chess pieces seemed to fall at any time. The piano player was disrupted by the murderous intent. Because he was too nervous, his hands were exposed, and he couldn't control the rhythm. After the song was played, everyone felt relieved, and suddenly the sound of the piano burst out, making a loud clanging sound. As soon as the chess player shook his hand, the chess piece fell, and his own big dragon was disrupted by himself, and if he made a wrong move, the chess was lost. The player was also shaken, and several strings broke in his right hand due to the force he exerted.

The onlookers applauded, and after the general's order, they thought it would be like this. But who knew that the notes of Boya's broken piano jumped out again, good piano skills, good thoughts. Won, won. Biluo clapped his hands and shouted, but when he turned around, he found that Wang Wu Qingchen was holding the painting and calligraphy in a daze. Li Qingge hugged hands with a few people and said: Accept. Then he walked straight to a steward on the second floor and said: Do you know that the shopkeeper of Taibai Building is here, and Xiaosheng wants to do business with him?

Chu Jiaolong, a scholar in white, stood in front of Li Qingge, and kept saying in his mouth: Good thoughts, he didn't praise him for his good writing like others, but praised him for his good thoughts, obviously this trick did not escape his eyes. What business are you going to do with me? Chu Jiaolong asked, Li Qingge pointed to the folding fan and said, How much is this fan that caused disaster worth? Chu Jiaolong said: Such a good fan should be priceless. Then how about me treat you with five thousand taels? Chu Jiaolong smiled Okay. So he called someone to fetch five thousand taels of silver tickets. Li Qingge did not receive the silver ticket. just said, how many steamed buns can you buy for 5,000 taels. Chu Jiaolong took it to at least ten carriages of steamed buns. Okay, but with the things of those four people, I'll exchange thirty truckloads of steamed buns, and then you can help me send them outside Chang'an City to those hungry people who can't enter the city. Chu Jiaolong still said okay, I will send one car a day, and I will deliver it in January.

Li Qingge asked: Did you deliberately let those four people wear the same shoes as Xiao Er? Chu Jiaolong said no, I just deliberately didn't let them change into different shoes. Well, thanks to the shopkeeper. After saying that, he left Qingge, and he didn't want to waste time if his goal was achieved today. and the light dust of the royal house said goodbye.