Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

Long Zai also met Li Shishi for the first time today. He only heard his name before, but never saw him, and had no interaction with him.

Judging from his appearance, this person is also a refined gentleman, and as an official of the imperial court, he respects his status, so it is absolutely impossible for him to resort to such secret cheating methods.

I, Long Zai, have no interest relationship with him either. People in the officialdom only seek profit and never do things without purpose.

He deliberately bought me Long Zai today, what exactly does he want to do?

Although he was puzzled in his heart, time was running out and the opportunity was fleeting, so Long couldn't help thinking about it.

Long Zai really wanted to win this match, and he also knew that before he became an official, the reason why others respected him, and why King Ning hired him as his chief aide, to enjoy all the glory and brilliance, was to His own reputation among scholars.If there is no reputation, he is just a sour scholar, nothing at all.

Speaking of poetry, Long Zaiben is a master, and he has put in a lot of effort in it on weekdays.In addition to the poems that have been disseminated, there are still many drafts on hand.

Among them, another song "Linjiang Immortal" thought it was very well written, and only waited for a suitable opportunity to show it to others.

Opportunity, what could be better than this opportunity now.If I missed today and lost to that bastard Su Mu, I wouldn't have any chance in the future.

Therefore, he couldn't care about the reason why Master Li did this, he stretched out his fingers as soon as he gritted his teeth, and knocked out the rhythm and level of "Linjiang Fairy", which was regarded as an answer, and sold him.

Su Mu is still annoyed at the top, but these two guys are keeping the facts secret, and they can't get any evidence at all. Even if they want to expose it, others will not believe that the dignified Beijing official of the sixth rank, Mr. Li, who was born as a Jinshi, would do such a thing. nasty thing.

For a while, I didn't think about how I would deal with the next game.

Yun Qing whispered twice again, her voice seemed very anxious: "Mr. Su, do you think of how to write the lyrics next?" Up to now, her personal fate has been firmly tied to Su Mu.

If Su Mu wins this match, she is a well-deserved big oiran.

But if he lost, what he sang was just a plagiarized song among others.The topic of the world will naturally fall on Su Mu being a literary husband. As for the dispute over the oiran, who cares?

Yun Qing's words reminded Su Mu, he pondered for a while, but he felt relieved: "Great, I found a song. If I changed it to a more uncommon ci card, I would really be blinded." "Linjiang Immortal", huh, big-budget, it seems that as long as it is a famous poem, masters have written works with the same title.

At this moment, Su Mu completely relaxed, and couldn't help reaching out to pat the back of Yun Qing's hand: "Miss Yun Qing, don't worry, the dark hole in front must be the gangster's lair, wait for me to rush forward and kill him!" clean!"

Yun Qing couldn't help but burst out laughing at Su Mu's weirdness, and the trace of anxiety in his heart disappeared without a trace: Hey, Mr. Su is a genius, no matter what lyrics he writes, he is naturally excellent.Yunqing, Yunqing, do you have any reason to doubt him?

Thinking of the scene where Su Mu stretched out his hand to pat the back of his hand just now, Yun Qing's pretty face blushed immediately, and she quickly covered her face with her sleeve: "Then, I will wait for your good news."

That's right, Su Mu really thought of "Linjiang Fairy", the quality is not bad.

It is the work of Nalan Rongruo that I am used to copying: Where are the catkins and flowers, and the layer of ice and snow destroys it.Sparse one tree and five watches.Love him, Mingyue is good, haggard is also related.

Most of all, Fansi shakes behind, and transfers to teach people to recall Chunshan, and the dream of wearing a skirt intermittently responds to difficulties.How much hate is West Wind.You can't blow your eyebrows away.

Especially the "Love him, the bright moon is good, haggard is also related" in the first film echoes back and forth with the last sentence of the second film, "How much hate the west wind blows, and the eyebrows can't be blown away".It is in line with the sad but not hurtful meaning of Chinese classical aesthetics, and it is really a superior work.

No matter how powerful the dragon is, can it still surpass Nalan Xingde?

Can his hasty writing be better than the fine works of Nalan's poems?

Suddenly, Su Mu sympathized with the dragon below.

In the face of tyrannical strength, any conspiracy, any trick, is a dying struggle.

Let him be as treacherous as a ghost, and I will push him all the way!

In addition, Su Mu was also very regretful: this kind of beautiful and good words use one less one, and three of them were wasted on Longzai this birdman, what a pity, what a pity!

Just as he was thinking, Long Zai had finished grinding the ink.

But the boy suddenly took off his hat and threw it on the ground, then raised a jug of wine and drank it up to the sky, then dipped a tube of ink full, and began to write on the paper in a fluttering manner.It is the grand running script, Hei Liangliang is very energetic.

This act of buying was very aggressive, and it really seemed like Li Taibai was drunk, which immediately aroused a murmur of applause.

"Although Long Mingqing failed in "Plucking Mulberries" last time, you can see that now, as soon as a new topic comes out, he will start immediately, without adding anything to the text. His talent alone is not bad."

"Perhaps, this song "Linjiang Fairy" is worth looking forward to!"

"Long Mingqing's cursive handwriting is good, it seems that he has worked hard for many years."

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Although there was admiration in his voice, Long Zai could tell that everyone was no longer optimistic about him, or they still had doubts about his victory.Otherwise, why only praise my writing speed and calligraphy, but not the words themselves.

Obviously, they have recognized the fact that Su Mu's poems are better than their own.

Long held his breath in his heart, he was impatient, and couldn't help shouting at Su Mu on the stage: "You despicable villain, how dare you play another game, you can't write it, just stay still!" , don’t you hurry up and start writing? Haha, haha! Come drink!”

Another person poured a bowl full of rice wine and handed it over. Long Zai took it and took another gulp.

Red wine spilled from the corners of his mouth and spread all over his front.

In the moonlight and light, the dragon looks like a madman, which is very frightening.

Su Mu sneered on the stage, thinking: Is it better than poetry, drinking, or calligraphy? This person's mentality has been completely distorted. Su Mu is really invincible today?Since you already want me to fight and don't fight, do you really think I'm afraid of you?In the current atmosphere, Nalan's Ci, which is extremely gentle and gentle, is obviously inappropriate.

Power, as long as there is lightning and flint, it is thunderous and powerful, suppress it!

At this time, Su Mu suddenly changed his mind, burst out laughing, and jumped off the stage.

Then with his hands behind his back, he walked towards the outside of Zhang's mansion: "The fun is over, it's better to go back!"

"Coax!" Everyone present had Su Mu about to flee, and they all started making noise at the same time.

The dragon began to laugh triumphantly again: "Sure enough, he is a scum, copying the text, haha, haha, you must have missed something!"

"Long Zai, you can only write a few mediocre works, so you dare to call yourself a master of poetry. With me, Su Mu, what else do you write?"

This is arrogant pride.

Amidst the resounding echo, a desolate singing voice came: "The Yangtze River rolls away in the east, and the waves wipe out the heroes. Whether it is success or failure is turned around, the green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for a few times!"

The turbulent Yangtze River flows eastward, and many heroes disappear like flying waves.Whether it is right or wrong, or success or failure, it is all empty until now, and it has disappeared with the passage of time.The green hills of that year still exist, and the sun still rises and sets.

The universe is as ancient as it is.

Life is like this.