"It's nothing, what you asked, I've already said it for you. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"That's good. After Meng Bai finished speaking, he lay down and slept on the grass. It's been a long time since I've had such a pleasant nap, remember the last time it was in Afghanistan, or Pakistan?

But in a blink of an eye, here it is.

Ye Chengji also turned around and left, he couldn't make Ye Ling wait too long.

So, Meng Bai fell asleep here......

When he woke up, the sky was ...... It's already dark. Although there are brighter lighting tools, lanterns are lit around. Although it is not full enough of the first quarter moon, the moonlight is just as bright.

When Meng Bai hadn't reacted and asked someone to ask for the time, Du Wei spoke.

"Don't think about it, in half an hour, your Tanabata mission is estimated to be unfinished. ”

Belch...... What's going on? Jing Hezheng didn't even come to call me? He's still angry about what happened during the day?

Is......

Immediately after Meng Bai stood up, he ran towards the largest wooden building next to Shuiyue Lake.

Although others call him the shopkeeper, he is not the third brother of the shopkeeper. He considers himself a professional flower thief, though he has never succeeded. But he never gave up, and that's true today.

With so many girls who can be invited by Confucianism to come here, he will naturally participate as well. Well, in fact, his identity is just an ordinary rich boy, but he has some talent and is also on the crescent list. It's just that Cheng Tianyi lewd all kinds of plots of doing whatever he wanted, and gave himself a nickname, called Thousands of Miles Alone.

But I heard that today's poetry meeting has been going on for so long, but he can always feel a little silent. It seems like...... The main character doesn't make an appearance.

"This brother, I want to ask, why don't you Confucian people seem to have any poems today?"

The young man in a Confucian robe and a fan in his hand across from him glanced at him, and then said, "It's inconvenient to tell you, you just know that we are waiting for another coward." ”

"Coward?" the shopkeeper was a little puzzled, isn't this the Qixi Poetry Club? Shouldn't it be a place to talk about love?

"That's right, it's a coward. ”

After saying this, this Confucian priest gave up his hand and left. There is no room for the shopkeeper to react at all.

But after all, he is a man who wants to be a flower thief, and the shopkeeper still has some ability to collect some information. So gradually, he learned the ins and outs of this matter.

It was the Meng Bai who was rumored some time ago that prompted the Great Qi State to abolish the imperial examination system. Although Confucianism does not recognize those "Confucians" as Confucians, it is up to the owner to beat the dog. Others think that they are inextricably linked to Confucianism.

So Meng Bai was tragic, there were dozens of Confucian students who had nowhere to vent their energy. This time, it's against all kinds of obscene poems. Let's suppress Meng Bai, an ignorant newcomer.

Especially the last time Meng Bai made a laugh and went out, how can my generation be a Penghao person. Such a peerless sentence. The Confucian people are holding their breath, after all, the literati are light.

What's more, Meng Bai, this kid is not a literati. But the verse is so good that no one can argue with it. If someone says that the poem is bad, they run the risk of being labeled illiterate.

Therefore, even if they are despised by each other, they do not belittle this verse. But from other places, it is said that there is Meng Bai's poem published the next day. There are many self-styled masters, and the poet saint began to belittle Meng Bai.

We all admit that this poem is good, but a person who has never received the influence of a master like us. How can you write such a poem?"

"This is a naked fraud, Meng Bai deceived us. He must have gotten a copy from a certain master. ”

"In my experience, I don't think you can doubt this person's character from the start. Maybe Meng Bai was a blind cat who met a dead mouse and was blinded with such a sentence? Maybe even he didn't understand what was really good about this poem?"

......

This war about poetry has already started as early as when Meng Bai's poem just came out. It's just that tonight's Qixi poetry meeting is for most young men and women. Naturally, it is where hormones volatilize, but for some Confucian disciples. This is a battlefield, a battlefield to express oneself and fight against Meng Bai.

But the protagonist of today's battlefield has not yet arrived. It really makes them depressed. Based on Meng Bai's deeds they saw in the Tianji Times, if they wanted to say that Meng Bai would be afraid and not dare to come, they didn't believe it. Unless you accidentally oversleep it's possible.

Slow down......

He wouldn't really oversleep, would he?

Just as one of the "masters" was making an extremely correct guess, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door.

Perhaps it is impossible for others to even hear such a soft voice. But for these Confucian disciples who have been waiting at the door for a long time...... It was like a war drum beating.

"Meng Bai !!"

Meng Bai had just walked here, and he was still worried about whether he would be late. I found that there were more than a dozen Confucians staring at him with big eyes at the door, this situation.

Meng Bai had never seen it before, as if Meng Bai had brought them all green hats one by one. Such a uniform formation is unimaginable.

Looking at the anger in their eyes, Meng Bai suddenly felt that he had gone to the wrong place.

"You came, we thought you cowardly rat was too scared to come. ”

Faced with such doubts, Meng Bai had no choice but to ask his own questions: "Then are you squatting here to collectively?"

“...... We didn't take our pants off again!"

"So are you squatting here and preparing to?"

“...... It will only show the power of the tongue, and today's Tanabata poetry will be. So far, none of our dozen or so poems have been made. Just to wait for you to come, since you came. So let's get started!"

When the people outside heard this conversation, they couldn't help but cry and laugh. After all, Meng Bai's conversation was too ruthless. And the dozen or so people at the door are also sick, no wonder there are so few people who write poems today. Many girls who admired the poet were disappointed.

It turned out that they were all holding back their good poems and waiting to compete with Meng Bai. Meng Bai didn't expect that when he would accidentally become famous in the poetry world of the capital......

In fact, it is also the junior realm of Beijing's poetry...... After all, this Qixi poetry meeting invites the younger generation.

How to say it, it looks like a few hundred people, and this is also because Confucianism is organized by itself, and the threshold is lower.

But this time, although there were less than a dozen people outside the door, and some people in the room who were about to move. Then get rid of some people who are embarrassed to show ugliness. Actually, there are already some poems.

Although here, there may be any profession and any background. But there are generally more from rich and noble families. After all, there are more waste streams that erupt in the later stage. So I generally learned how to compose poems, and there are some poems on the stage that are not good, but can barely catch the eye.

And tonight's poetry contest is to determine the ranking. Meng Bai still remembered that he seemed to have a task called Qixi Love.

So how do you convince the people in front of you?

Could it be ...... Do you want to copy ancient poems again?

Why do you say it's difficult? (To be continued.) )