Chen Ao was stunned for a while, Xiao Tao and Lou Xinyue were also stunned, and their eyes looked at Chen Ao fixedly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 After a long time, Chen Ao nodded.

Liang Xingzhi couldn't help but pat his thigh and laughed, attracting the sideways eyes of everyone in the hall. He held back a laugh, breathless, and said, "I see...... I see...... No wonder Brother Chen...... So...... Belch...... So polite. Ahem...... But Brother Chen is also a cheerful person. Since this is the case, then this Yulin Ling will be given to Brother Chen! For the first time, it is natural to leave the best memories of my life!"

After speaking, he hugged and laughed with Xiao Tao, and he couldn't stop it.

When Chen Ao heard this, his heart was pounding, but when he turned his head and saw Yu Linling's frowning brows and the poignant appearance of his eyes with smoke, his heart softened again. How could such a young girl, and such a pitiful girl, have such evil thoughts?

So Chen Ao shook his hand and said, "Liang Gongzi, forget it." Alas, I'm not a decent man, but I'm a person who can't see the sad appearance of a woman. Look at the girl, her face full of reluctance. I think that my character is really not worthy of others, so it's better not to destroy flowers with spicy hands. This thing of men and women, you must be willing to have fun. Alas, I'm still waiting for the love that should belong to me......"

Chen Ao unconsciously revealed his heart. Lou Xinyue was stunned when she heard this, and she was thoughtful. Liang Xingzhi also looked at Chen Ao in a daze, and said: "I didn't expect Brother Chen to be so merciful and cherish the jade...... he then smiled and said: "In this way, then I should fulfill you even more! Don't worry, I know you have no money." The three thousand taels of silver will be counted as a gift from me!"

When Chen Ao heard this, his heart beat even more violently. Three thousand taels of silver! That's enough for how many people. It's enough to move the whole Biqing Village! Can it be discounted?

Of course, Chen Ao would not ask such a stupid question, and frowned and asked, "Liang Gongzi, why do you want to treat me like this? You and I only met today, where can we give this great gift?"

Liang Xingzhi smiled slightly, revealing a deep look: "You and I have a confidant relationship, why do you care about this......? You've done me a great favor by going against my eldest brother. How could I have done you wrong?"

Chen Ao was stunned, as if he had thought of something, and fell into deep thought for a while.

Lou Xinyue was silent for a long time, and seeing that Chen Ao still had no intention of accepting, she said, "Mr. Chen, you don't have to push." I think Mr. Chen is indeed a gentleman with affection and sexuality, and Sister Ling'er handed it over to you, maybe...... It's the best result......" she said at the end, and couldn't help but sigh softly, a little gloomy.

Chen Ao was stunned and smiled slightly bitterly. It seems that Lou Xinyue has sympathy and doesn't want Yu Linling to be defiled by these laymen. But how can he be virtuous, can he get the heart of a beautiful woman, and can he shelter her?

After a short time, the people who could hand over three thousand taels were selected, and there were only seven or eight people. Boss Meng earned 20,000 taels of silver at once, and he couldn't stop smiling.

He said: "This second level is to use the little girl's name as a word card to make a poem!"

Liang Xingzhi winked at Chen Ao: "Brother Chen, it's up to you to do the following! Don't lose!"

Chen Ao smiled helplessly, if he wants to take the school poetry and song examination, wouldn't he immediately let him reveal his true form? Don't lose? Say it easily!

Most of those who can get three thousand taels are wealthy merchants. Although they themselves are not highly educated, they know that when they enter the door of Hongxiang Building, they must have this pass, so they brought a literate and hyphenation attendant in advance.

As soon as these followers heard the topic, their brains immediately flew and they made up words on the spot. After a while, someone wrote it and whispered it in the ears of the rich merchants. The man immediately stood up and read aloud. Why was he too anxious, and after listening to it once, how could he remember it all? Halfway through reading, he suddenly forgot the words.

The attendant sitting on the side was in a hurry, and blurted out the following shout. This time the stuffing was revealed, and everyone laughed. The man's face was flushed, and he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

Everyone laughed for a while, and the other person finally memorized the words and read: "The curtain is light, the golden lotus is slow, and the broken steps are shaken slowly." Turning out the jasper beauty, looking forward to it, Qiu Bo smiled lightly. The weak willow stands in the wind, and the jade belt in the skirt floats. When was it, Yao Chi could be seen, and the moon was bright in the group of immortals. ”

Although this above word is a bit flattering, piling up rhetoric, comparing Yulin Ling to the fairy of Yaochi and the bright moon in the sky, it is not bad.

The man paused, and continued to shake his head: "Beauty is like a flower and drunk away, you should miss me, and the two hearts are the same." How is the night in the mountains, in the tent, dragons and phoenixes are frolicking. In the secluded place of Taoyuan, the real dragon appeared in the golden gun and did not fall. Jiao'e tactfully turned to the rain and dew, and asked for it again and again!"

After the next recitation, everyone was stunned, and suddenly burst into laughter. These words are full of frivolous and flashy obscene words, and I don't know if this person did it on purpose, or if he was in a hurry, and there were only these things left in his stomach.

Chen Ao listened to the general meaning, and almost squirted out a sip of wine. Yulinling was originally a very nice name, but this person filled in such a word, and only stomped his feet hatefully.

Meng Changsheng didn't care, and said after laughing: "This minister, I'm afraid this word can't pass the test?"

When the man heard this, he said angrily: "Well, can't pass? Who can do better than me?

Meng Changsheng's face sank, and he snorted coldly: "Brother Tai, you can put it in your mouth!"

The man didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and said, "Since I can't get by, then I can always take back the three thousand taels of silver! Hmph, Lao Tzu never eats other people's leftovers!"

Boss Meng sneered: "Don't you understand the rules of Hongxiang Building?"

So saying, two big men lifted up the man and dragged him out.

In this way, there are even fewer people who dare to show ugliness, and those who pay the money only think about lining up again after three days.

At this time, a delicate-looking guy walked up to the stage quickly, holding a piece of paper in his hand and handing it to Meng Changsheng.

Boss Meng asked a few words, and the little guy pointed upstairs.

Chen Ao saw that he was referring to the private seat in the attic directly opposite him. It's just that because there is a beaded curtain hanging in the window, I can't see what the people inside look like.

Meng Changsheng looked at the paper in his hand, smiled, and said: "The evening breeze is slight, the jade cup wine is cold, and the residue is scorched. What time does the sky return to the crow, the sound is cut, the sound is frightened. Xiao Xiao's decaying grass is messy, autumn is coming, life and death. The flowing water outside the window of the east building ruthlessly breaks people's intestines. Day and night, scattered and red, tossing and turning to Xiaoxiang one day. ”

Thinking of this, Meng Changsheng sighed and continued: "More deeply revealing the heavy pillow and cold, lovesickness, there are only two lines of tears. Who knows, this life is resting, and it is difficult to see business. The lights are bright and green, and the guests are full of gold and jade. The jade liquid elixir entered the bowels of sorrow, and the heart had entered Wujiang. ”

After he finished reading the last sentence, the hall was silent for a while, and everyone seemed to be infected by the sad atmosphere of the poem. The originally lively hall was like a basin of cold water.

Meng Changsheng sighed, looked at Yulin Ling, and said, "Why don't you come and evaluate Ling'er?"

Yu Linling bowed her head slightly, and whispered: "This word is deep and long, and there is a hint of longing between the lines. It seems that the Yiren that this son misses has ...... Far away, it's hard to see each other again, I don't know if I'm wrong?"

No one spoke in the room, but the silence was more of a tacit acquiescence. The little servant ran back to the attic, and after a moment poked his head out of the window, and nodded downward.

Meng Changsheng smiled and said, "This son who doesn't want to show his face is over!

With the words of this mysterious man in front, who else dares to offer ugliness?

Liang Xingyi pushed Chen Ao and said, "Brother Chen, hurry!"

Chen Aoru was not embarrassed by the duck that was caught on the shelf. Fortunately, although he has no talent, he has quick wit. In the midst of this panic, Chen Ao suddenly remembered, what kind of place is this? Qinglou! Since ancient times, which poet has been in the Qinglou for a long time? Is there anyone else besides Liu Yong?

It seems that in the high school Chinese textbook of the People's Education Edition, there was a poem "Yulin Bell" by Liu Yong, which is still a necessary ancient poem! I just don't know if Liu Yong lives in this era, can he plagiarize other people's masterpieces?

Chen Ao's mind turned, and he couldn't care too much, so he took the pen and paper that Lou Xinyue received, and wrote it down silently: "The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break." The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide. Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival. Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are a thousand kinds of styles, who can you tell them about?"

His words are simply unbearable, but Lou Xinyue watched and recited on the side, and when she read the back, tears appeared in her eyes.

Downstairs, Boss Meng had already asked, "Is there no one anymore......?"

Before he finished speaking, Lou Xinyue had already shouted downstairs: "Wait, there is more!" said and snatched the paper on which Chen Ao had just written the last word, and rushed downstairs.

Everyone didn't know when it happened, and Lou Xinyue didn't care about her manners, so she ran quickly to the stage and handed the paper to Boss Meng.

When Meng Changsheng saw the word, he immediately frowned, and finally read it with difficulty. The entire Hongxiang Building fell silent, as if it had come to an abrupt end.

Meng Changsheng looked at Yu Linling. Perhaps she is the only one who can judge this word. However, Yu Linling was silent for a long time, and couldn't think of how to speak, and finally just read a sentence: "Since ancient times, I have been sad and parting......"

At this time, the little maid in the private room upstairs poked his head out again and said, "Our son said, we lost this level......

PS: Borrowing the poetry of the ancients to pretend to be forced, this is an old stalk. But the other two were made by themselves.

That's not the most important thing, though. The most important thing is that I have even learned to write obscene lyrics and songs! Alas, Amitabha, sins and sins......