Qinghe Garden is not a garden, it is a block, on both sides of the street are restaurants, inns, bookstores, calligraphy and painting shops, green buildings, flower shops, people who come and go are either rich or expensive.

Jing Fei chose a medium-sized restaurant and walked in, and when he came to the second floor, he found the corner and sat down, ordered a pot of cheapest wine, and ordered a stack of peanuts.

At this time, the second floor was basically full, and more than a dozen richly dressed young men sat together at the table, chanting poems and listening to the piano and admiring the moon.

Jing Fei looked at it while drinking, one of the fair-skinned and slightly chubby boys seemed to be the protagonist tonight, they were playing a game of fighting poetry, with wine as the theme, each person composed a poem, and then everyone judged the winner.

The fat brother seems to have a good family background, but there is not much ink in his stomach, and he thought for a long time and said, "The wine is clear, the moon is full, I invite guests to taste it." The companions laughed heartily, and the fat brother smiled and scratched his head and sat down awkwardly.

The first round of fighting poems ended in laughter, and the second round began with the theme of the month.

Jing Fei took out a manuscript of paper with verses written on it, cut one of them, and cut it in half. beckoned to the shopkeeper, handed the note to the shopkeeper and stuffed two taels of silver by the way, and whispered:

"You hand this note to the boy in yellow over there, and tell him that he can only read it alone, and when he finishes reading it, you will tell him that the first half of the poem is free, and the second half of the first half is one hundred taels of silver, and you will be rewarded with five taels when you do a good job. ”

After hearing this, the shopkeeper ran towards the fat brother, and the fat brother took the note suspiciously and opened it.

"The clear stream flows through the top of the mountain, and the empty water is clear and fresh in autumn"

Fat brother was shocked after seeing it, most of the people around him are very talented, although he can't compose poems, but the ability to appreciate is still there, although this poem does not appear in the word moon, but it is definitely a masterpiece describing the autumn moon.

After listening to the second sentence of the shopkeeper, the fat brother looked at Jing Fei, and Jing Fei raised his wine glass and greeted slightly.

Soon the shopkeeper ran over and quietly stuffed Jing Fei with a silver ticket of one hundred taels, the corners of Jing Fei's mouth turned up slightly, and handed the second half of the note to the shopkeeper.

Soon it was the turn of the fat brother, the fat brother seemed to have a good memory, took a sip of wine and slowly spoke:

"The clear stream flows through the top of the blue mountain, and the empty water is clear and fresh.

Thirty miles of red dust are separated, and the white clouds and red leaves are two long. ”

There was an exclamation around him, and then a companion pointed out that it was impossible to make such a quatrain at the level of the fat brother, and the fat brother raised his head and was proud, shouting that he was not convinced.

After drinking the wine in the cup, Jing Fei quietly left after dropping five taels of silver on the table in a noisy voice.

The night dark wind can't hide the excitement on the street, Jing Fei played with the silver ticket, the problem of eating and drinking was temporarily solved, and the next thing was the housing problem, put away the silver ticket, and walked towards the largest restaurant in Qingheyuan.

Tonight, the third floor of Wenjun Pavilion was chartered, and it was Ge Tianhong, the eldest son of the Ge family, who was chartered at this time, and the hall was full of friends, and the people who could sit here were all figures with heads and faces in the county.

Jing Fei came to the window on the second floor and sat down, the sound of the conversation upstairs came clearly, Jing Fei carefully distinguished, two of the voices were a little familiar, and after thinking for a long time, he finally remembered that it was the voice of the county lord and the master who had seen it at noon. After thinking about it for a long time, I suddenly had a plan in my heart.

Downstairs to the calligraphy and painting shop next to it, the cheapest painting turned out to be fifty taels of silver, Jing Fei secretly scolded the profiteer, but after all, he still paid.

When he returned to Wenjun Ge and walked straight to the third floor, two servants at the staircase stopped Jing Fei, Jing Fei said with a smile: "A scholar came here, and today I heard that Gongzi Ge came to congratulate him on his birthday." As he spoke, he took out the scroll.

The servant saw that Jing Fei was dressed ordinarily, and thought that he was here to fight the autumn wind, and deduced that the seats upstairs were full, and he could come to the house to visit him in the future.

Jing Fei seemed to have expected it, and pointed to a place and said that he was familiar with Lord Li, the head of the county Chengxiu, and he had visited the mansion today.

The government represents power and majesty, and no one dares to make a fuss about it, so the two servants quickly dodged away and asked Jing Fei to go upstairs.

The correction noticed the movement at the staircase, and when he saw Jing Fei walking towards him, he couldn't help but be curious.

"I've seen two adults. Jing Fei clasped his fists and saluted, and he couldn't find fault with the etiquette.

"It's Brother Jing, didn't Mr. Zhang come over. Amendment asked.

"Uncle Zhang rested early, and when he heard that the eldest son of Ge was celebrating his birthday, he came over to have a long experience. Jing Fei said with a smile.

The people who can sit at the same table with the county are all people with a high status, and when they hear the conversation between the two, they can't help but snort, and the amendment introduces that it is Zhang Jingchang's junior, so everyone greets Jing Fei.

Ge Tianhong also glanced over here, saw that it was an unfamiliar face, and turned back to continue entertaining guests.

Zhang Jingchang's reputation is really not low, Jing Fei thought to himself, what he planned to do was a little more certain.

Quietly handed a note to the amendment, and a hint of surprise flashed in the amendment's eyes after reading it, so he handed the note to Li Xian.

Jing Fei stepped forward and bowed his head and whispered: "Xiao Sheng first came here, he has no fixed place to live and is penniless, and he owes Zhang Lao Tian a great favor. ”

This is said sincerely, but Jing Fei has no bottom in his heart, after all, he has heard of selling poetry, and it is insulting and elegant, if the two adults are too conservative, they can only be swept away.

Correction Wen and Li Xian glanced at each other with strange expressions. Jing Fei noticed that the corners of the two of them were smiling, and he knew that the two of them were interested.

Sure enough, the correction quipped, "I'd like to see how you sell poetry." ”

Jing Fei nodded and thanked him: "Please wait and see", and after speaking, he asked for a chair and sat down not far away.

At the end of the banquet, someone suggested that the lyrics of poetry should be added to the atmosphere, and everyone clapped their hands.

The person who proposed it started with the poem, and the poem was about the mountain, Jing Fei felt flat after listening to it, but the people around him cheered and cheered loudly.

After a few more poems, Jing Fei knew that the time had come, and stood up with his wine glass.

"How is Dai Zongfu? Qi Lu Qingwei is gone.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing your chest and give birth to Zeng Yun, and decide to return to the bird.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. ”

After groaning, there was silence in the hall, and the chief bookkeeper Li Xian suddenly stood up and applauded, this movement frightened Jing Fei, the acting was too realistic. How did he know that the master book liked poetry since he was a child, and he was really amazed by this poem at this moment.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous applause in the hall, Ge Tianhong was full of energy, his eyes flashed, he stood up with a wine glass and said loudly: "A good one will be at the top of the mountain, and you can see all the mountains at a glance." Come, let's toast this brother together. ”

This made Jing Fei embarrassed, after all, he plagiarized other people's verses.

After toasting, Ge Tianhong stepped forward and asked, "Dare to ask where Daizong is in the poem?"

Jing Fei had already dealt with it in his heart, and looked at Ge Tianhong with sincere eyes and said: "When Xiao Sheng was young, he once sleepwalked in Daqian, and after entering a cave blessed land, he listened to an immortal immortal, so Xiao Sheng didn't know where Dai Zong was. ”

This sentence is said bluntly and honestly, and at the same time, it is also very ingenious, covering up the suspicion of plagiarism with sleepwalking, and celebrating his birthday with the poetry of the immortal.

Sure enough, Ge Tianhong laughed more and more brightly when he heard it.

Ge Tianhong arched his hand and said, "I haven't asked for the name of Brother Tai yet." ”

Jing Fei sighed: "Only seeking wealth, not fame, envy immortals and ask for immortality, a mountain and a poet." ”

Li Xian burst out laughing, Correction Wen couldn't help laughing, and Ge Tianhong was stunned on the spot. That's too blunt.

Ge Tianhong is worthy of being a child of a wealthy family, with quick thinking and well-informed, and quickly adjusted. He asked with a smile: "Then I don't know how much Brother Tai's poem just now wants to sell?"

"This time I congratulated Ge Gongzi, I have no long things, I would like to dedicate this poem to express my heart. Jing Fei said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Ge Tianhong's eyes lit up, and he secretly praised this person for being able to speak, and then asked, "Could it be that Brother Tai has other masterpieces?"

"Yes, there are a lot. Jing Fei nodded.

"It's all sleepwalking?"

"Yes"

"Okay" Ge Tianhong clapped his hands, "If Brother Tai's poems are not lower than the level just now, then I will pay a thousand dollars, and I will buy as much as I want." ”

Ge Jianai is the richest man in Chengping County, the most important thing is money, and the daughter is nothing, the fundamental reason is that the appearance of Jing Fei has made the whole banquet have a different color, and Ge Tianhong is curious and has a strong interest at the same time.

Hearing this, Jing Fei's heart suddenly changed, this is going to be profitable. Jing Fei is most worried about poetry and good sentences, and he used to fight poems often when he was in the dream world, so Jing Fei can recite a lot of things.

"Today, I went to the county government to see Lord Li's brilliant pen, and Xiaosheng dared to write on his behalf. Jing Fei said to Master Li.

"Being able to hear the poetry of the immortals, Li is very lucky. Li Xian smiled.

Soon the servant lifted out a table, prepared a pen and paper, Jing Feiyin, Li Xian wrote, one pen has a god, the other has a flower in the mouth, it can be called a perfect match, Ge Tianhong and Correction Wen nodded frequently, and the surrounding onlookers let out bursts of exclamation from time to time.

Opposite the Wenjun Pavilion is a green building, a vague figure in a window on the third floor is carrying a wine jug to see all this, if Jing Fei is here, he will definitely be able to recognize this person is the man he met in the drunken immortal building at noon.

On the roof not far away, Zhang Jingchang and Guo'er watched from afar as Jing Fei was blooming lotus flowers in the stars holding the moon.

"The wind and dust are gone, and the flowers are gone, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are people, and they don't have to do anything, and tears flow first.

It is said that Sungai spring is still good, and it is also planned to go on a light boat. I am only afraid that the Shuangxi boat will not be able to carry a lot of worries. ”

Jing Fei stopped to drink tea after reading Li Qingzhao's Wuling Spring Festival Gala, this is the fiftieth song, and there are 50,000 taels of gold after careful calculation. I couldn't help but wonder if it was too much, and handed a questioning look to the correction text, and the correction text nodded without moving.

glanced up at Ge Tianhong, saw the gloom in his eyes, and knew it in his heart. He said to Ge Tianhong: "Ge Gongzi, Xiaosheng only remembers so much. ”

Ge Tianhong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, he didn't expect Jing Fei to have so much inventory, and each was extraordinary, you must know that he has not inherited the family business now, and the 50,000 gold is almost to the limit of his allocation. Looking at the quatrains of the poems on the paper, I wondered how to sell them at a higher price.

Ge Tianhong sent someone to Qianzhuang to get 50,000 taels of golden tickets and handed them to Jing Fei, patted Jing Fei on the shoulder and said I have made up your friend, Jing Fei leaned over and quipped in a low voice: "Actually, I still have a lot of poems, so I'm afraid that I will have no business if I make friends with Ge Gongzi." ”

The two looked at each other and laughed.

The banquet ended in a stunning and lively way, Jing Fei accompanied Li Xian out of the restaurant with the revised text, and walked to no one's place, Jing Fei took out 20,000 golden tickets and handed them to the two respectively, and the revised text pushed back and said with a smile: "It is a blessing to see so many excellent poems today." ”

Jing Fei refused, and said righteously: "This borrowing of the name is already abrupt, and if there is no help from the two adults, there will be no such gain." ”

After some shirk, the two finally accepted it.

On the way back, Jing Fei walked very fast, and he always felt like a thief when he looked at everything.

When he arrived at the inn, it was already the third watch of the month, Jing Fei touched his chest, felt the 30,000 golden tickets in his pocket, and thought, the car is there, and the house is also there.

Pushing open the door and startling, Zhang Jingchang and Guo'er sat at the table and looked at themselves with a smile, and their eyes looked weak.