Then, Ruan Zun didn't stop, and read out all the next few sentences in one go. Ranwen? ?? ．?ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? ｅ?ｎ `ｏｒｇ

"When you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep with the flowers;

Half-awake and half-drunk, day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year.

I hope that the old man will die in the wine room, and he will not bow in front of the carriage and horse;

The dust of the car and the horse are full of the noble, and the wine cup and the flower branch are poor.

If you compare the rich with the poor, one on the flat earth and the other in the heavens;

If he is poor ** chariot and horse, he has to drive me to be idle.

Others laugh at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it;

I don't see the tomb of Wuling heroes, and there are no flowers and no wine hoeing fields. ”

All the people present were stunned by the poem recited by Ruan Zun. For a while, the place under the peach blossom tree was as quiet as if it was suffocating. Many people's mouths are carefully recalling these few lines of poetry.

Those who are talented and intelligent, while their memories are still fresh, hurriedly sit on the desk, write hard, compare with each other, and transcribe this poem.

Hao Xiucai was stunned for a long time, and he didn't react for a long time, as if the whole person was immersed in the realm of poetry that Ruan Zun said. Finally, when he came to his senses, he burst out with an earth-shattering cheer: "Good poetry!"

With him taking the lead, the other onlookers cheered. Many people talked to each other and compared the sentences they could memorize. More people flocked to the desk to see the brilliant man write down on paper.

Shame shame. Ruan Zun thought to himself, Brother Bohu, I have wronged you, and I will borrow it first. In the coming day, when I am developed, I will sacrifice you in another world with good wine and food.

"It's a good sentence to see the tomb of Wuruan Haojie, no flowers and no wine hoe to make a field!" Hao Xiucai exclaimed, "From flowers to wine, flowers and wine songs, not to seek wealth and nobility, but to be idle! What a kind of birth realm this is!" He was convinced, shook his head, stuffed the "Baozhu Temple Chronicle Teacher" into Ruan Zun's hand, and said: "Good poem! Good poem! I am willing to gamble and lose! This book belongs to you!"

Some people also sighed: "Others laugh at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it! It's really a wake-up call to the world! But I have been studying hard all day long, just for fame, and I am far from such a realm." ”

Du Shen was also stunned, never expecting that the employer he followed all day long would have such attainments in poetry. He hurriedly took out pen and ink and copied it as well.

You Mei was relieved, her cherry lips bited lightly, and she looked at the young man with a pair of apricot eyes. She is still a little unpredictable, this kind of poetry and writing, there is a sense of being out of the world, how can it not be like the character of a person like him who betrayed the boy army.

"No, no!" suddenly a showman shouted.

Someone asked, "What's wrong?"

Na Xiucai exclaimed: "Poetry is indeed good poetry. However, how could he, a mere teenager, seventeen or eighteen years old, have such a mind, such a level of reading, such a literary style? Moreover, he could make such a poem in such a short period of time? Although we have not heard of this poem, it may not have been written by him!"

Ruan Zun sank his face, "According to you, my poem was plagiarized from others?

Na Xiucai was stunned, "This ...... Well, that's not the case, and I didn't say that you were plagiarism...... Indeed, this poem is so beautiful and unheard of......"

"Since it is not plagiarism, and you also recognize the level of this poem, then you are willing to gamble and lose. Blatantly accusing me, is it because you can't afford to lose, and you want to deny it?"

Du Shen stood up and said to everyone: "Since everyone has heard of this poem for the first time, then accusing the young master of my family of plagiarism is nothing." This gambling battle should be won by the young master of my family, what do you think?"

"Brother Ruan, you have won. Hao Xiucai was also downright, and he no longer dwelled on the fact that the artistic conception of this poem was too different from Ruan Zun's age. With him taking the lead, everyone gradually recognized it.

"Then this book belongs to me?" Ruan Zunyang raised the book in his hand.

"This is a bet, and it should belong to you, Brother Ruan. Hao Xiucai said, "However, compared to betting, Brother Ruan's poem will be famous all over the world in the future!" and then impatiently went to the desk to watch someone copy it.

"Hey, these nerds!" Ruan Zun said to You Mei as he put the book into the Acceptance Ring, "Let's leave him alone, let's go up the mountain." ”

"Good. You Mei is completely impressed by this kid now.

Away from the bustling Xiucai pile, the two walked into a remote mountain trail. After being quiet for a while, You Mei finally couldn't help but ask, "That poem, is it really you who made it?"

"What do you say?" asked Ruan Zun rhetorically.

"Impossible!" You Mei said, "It is obviously a person who has been an official, tired of the struggle of officialdom, or a person who originally aspired to be an official, but his career is not smooth, he is disheartened by officialdom, and he returns to the mountains." How can someone like you have such a scripture?"

"Indeed, I did not make this poem. Ruan Zun said.

"Who is that? Why have you never heard of this poem? With the literary brilliance of this poem, it should have been spread all over the world a long time ago!" You Mei said.

"This poem was written by a friend of mine. Ruan Zun said, "This person's surname is Huang, and he is currently in the fourth rank of Jiangzhou Mansion. He has been an official for too long, and he is used to seeing all kinds of ugly faces in the officialdom, so he wrote this poem in anger. I thought it was good, so I asked him for it. ”

Forget it, you always have to find a source for this poem whose style is obviously not suitable for your current situation, Huang Wenbing, it's you, this black cauldron, you can carry it for my brother first.

"I see. You Mei said, "I have been controlled by my family since I was a child, I have to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, and I also like poetry very much." As soon as I heard it, I knew that there must be a story behind such a poem. ”

"Okay, okay, let's stop talking about poetry and continue to enjoy the flowers. The more Ruan Zun spoke, the more ashamed he felt that he had stolen other people's things and had to show off in front of other people, he was not a person of this character.

The two of them went forward to enjoy the flowers. Later, I felt a little tired, so I prepared to go back.

At this time, a small group of people crowded next to him, led by a short man, saw You Mei, his eyes lit up, and he hissed: "You Steward, we are really destined." I've seen it at the banquet before, and at this time, I met it again in this peach blossom forest, which is really a coincidence. ”

Ruan Zun saw that this short man was only about one meter two, with a thick body, a bloated and ugly appearance, and he was wearing a cyan embroidered robe, which was ugly from the inside out. And his small eyes flashed with obscene gaze, aiming at You Mei from time to time.

"Leader Wang, it's you. You Meiqiang smiled, "It's really a coincidence, I met here again." ”

Ruan Zun said in his heart, this guy is the second leader of Qingfeng Village, Wang Dwarf Tiger Wang Ying.

Wang Ying heard You Mei's words, grinned to the side of her cheeks, and said with a smile: "It's true." After you left the banquet, I didn't have any taste for this banquet, so I made an excuse and left the table. In the process of leaving, I was unhappy, and I heard that the peach blossoms outside the town were blooming just right, so I took people out to take a look. Who would have thought, met here. ”

Seeing that Ruan Zun was very close to her, his brows furrowed, and his eyes flashed with resentment, but he still smiled and asked You Mei: "How can this companion beside You Steward be praised?

"He, he was slightly ill just now, so he didn't attend. You Mei said, "He is the new steward of our medicine warehouse, surnamed Ruan, with a single name and a respectful character." ”

"You are Ruan Zun!" Wang Ying's face changed suddenly, since he saw You Mei, he had been smiling on his face, but now, it has become an extremely fierce appearance, "Stinky boy! It's you, just kill a few of my henchmen! I've always wanted to find you, but it's not good to talk to Zhou Tong." Now, since we have met here, I will ask you for justice!Come, boy, show your blade!" (To be continued. )