Starting to guard the border: I copy talents

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"Why don't you arrange a seat upstairs for me, but I think I'm short of silver!"

Old Man Jiang took Han Zhuangshi's eight hundred and eighty-eight taels of gold behind Shen Ming's back.

The bulk of it was exchanged for banknotes, and the scattered ones were kept for daily use.

Shen Ming asked him how he had all this money, and he only said that he had saved it himself.

This Suxue Pavilion is quite famous. Old Man Jiang has long wanted to come and experience it. He is not stingy with spending money. However, the madam is so ignorant that he won't let him go to the attic seat.

He said he was hired by some big shot.

He was about to argue with the old bustard, but was pulled back by Shen Ming.

"There will be a song and dance performance downstairs in a while. I'll sit downstairs in the lounge. We'll be close together, so we can see it more clearly."

When Old Man Jiang heard this, he thought it made sense and was pleased to be led. When I came to a long rosewood table, there was a ten carved on the corner of the table. It seemed to be the number of this elegant seat?

After a while, the wine and delicacies were flowing freely, and Old Man Jiang rewarded him with plenty of money. The Madam was naturally warm and considerate. During this period, when he looked at Shen Ming, his face turned red, and he actually felt his heartbeat.

This Suxue Pavilion is not an ordinary brothel. The beauties inside are all of the highest quality, but they do not easily receive guests.

It cannot be forced.

There are benefactors who take a fancy to one of the beauties. If they don't like her, they may not be able to get what they want even if they spend hundreds of gold.

When Shen Ming heard this rule, he felt lonely, but this time with Man'er, he didn't think of anything else...

The two sat down, Man'er still pressed against Shen Ming, and obediently poured him a drink.

The little girl was at the age of gluttony, but she didn't even look at the table full of delicacies, and her eyes were filled with explanations for Shen Ming.

Shen Ming tried to persuade her many times, but Man'er insisted that she must serve Shen Ming first and never eat at the same table.

Shen Ming felt helpless, drank a glass of wine alone, and looked around. The interior of the Suxue Pavilion was really elegant, without the earthy smell of splendor.

There are poems and paintings on the walls, which seem to be written by famous artists.

There are water channels flowing on the ground, flowing on their own and rising mist, winding and quiet, with meandering water flowing into the cup.

Shen Ming was watching intently, but the view in front of him was blocked by the flow of people.

Another group of people were led into the seats. Although they were dressed in new clothes, their hairstyles were very exotic.

The leader was tall, a head taller than Shen Ming. He had strong facial features and sharp outlines. He was truly extraordinary!

There is a golden square on the head:

[Liaoshou (gold): He is born with an affinity for metals, punishes the murderous soldiers in the world, and has an innate understanding of the laws of metals. 】

"Lingshou? Metallic affinity!" Shen Ming couldn't help but think of Tang Mengling's golden talent [Luo Shen].

"They are grassland people, the most fierce and rude, but they have a good relationship with Daxin over the years, and there is a lot of trade on the border." Old man Jiang was busy and did not forget to educate Shen Ming.

Shen Ming nodded, thinking of the grassland peoples in his previous life, who seemed to have no weak fighting ability.

The group of people took their seats, but only drank the drinks they brought. The leader saw Shen Ming looking at him, nodded to him in a friendly manner, and smiled generously.

He picked up the wine bag in his hand and made a motion of clinking glasses with Shen Ming from a distance.

Shen Ming was stunned for a moment, then smiled in return.

His talent replicator will soon be upgraded to level three, allowing him to replicate golden talents.

After thinking about it for a while, I must go forward and make friends with him to pave the way for him to get this talent in the future.

At this time, the atmosphere in Suxue Pavilion gradually became lively, and a famous singer in the pavilion came on stage and played a pipa song.

After the song was over, he said a blessing to his benefactors in the audience, then stepped back, attracting a lot of attention.

Then, a wealthy middle-aged man came on stage:

"Everyone, today's Suxue Pavilion Poetry Association begins here. The one who can win the first place can drink at the same table with the new oiran."

After saying this, the place at the table was filled with excitement.

"The new oiran of Suxue Pavilion? Could it be Dong Xinyue, who is good at music and dancing?"

"Although I often come to Suxue Pavilion, I have never met the Dong family. I only heard that she was born like an immortal. If I could drink with her..."

For a time, everyone was eager to try.

"I'm here to drink wine, but I'm holding a poetry party. It's really boring!" Old Man Jiang was unhappy.

He is getting stronger and stronger, and he has been in the border army in the north for so long. This time he followed Shen Ming to Beijing and wanted to do some fancy things along the way.

After finally getting some money from Han Zhuangshi, I came to the high-end singing hall that I had longed for. I never thought that I would meet a few beauties and also encounter Wen Zou Zou's poetry party.

I feel unlucky at the moment.

Suddenly I remembered that Shen Ming seemed to be able to write poetry, and he seemed to be doing well at it? My mind comes alive.

"Shen Xiao

Son, you come to this poetry meeting and win the title, so that I, the old man, can take advantage of me and drink with the courtesan. "

Before Shen Ming could say anything, he heard a sneer.

But it was a young man from a rich family dressed as a young man at the next table, squinting at them.

"Winning the first place? Are you the only one? Have you read a book? Can you read?"

This rich young man was replaced by Zhang Lu, who had a lot of money in the city and had ambitions to pursue an official career.

This poetry meeting is not a coincidence. It is the news that Xiao Yan hosted a banquet at Suxue Pavilion today. I don’t know how it got out.

Xiao Yan is about to enter the Prime Minister's office. Who among the arrogant and knowledgeable scholars in Shanglong City doesn't want to take advantage of this opportunity to show off in front of him?

If you can write a good poem and win the favor of Xiao Yan, it is not a delusion to have a smooth career in the future.

Zhang Lu saw that Shen Ming and Old Man Jiang were dressed in ordinary clothes and covered with weather, so he looked down upon them at first.

Hearing Old Man Jiang speak wild words, do you really think that the leader of the Poetry Club is theirs?

It's so ignorant and ridiculous.

Shen Ming was too lazy to argue with Zhang Lu and just pretended that he didn't exist. Today, Man'er was here and it was useless for him to seize the leader position.

You can't be flirtatious with others in front of your children, right?

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Lu saw the other person ignoring him, he thought he was afraid of him, and his contempt became even stronger:

"I don't know where this country bumpkin came from. He only has a few small coins and dares to go to the Suxue Pavilion and act recklessly. He even sits next to me at the table. He is really unlucky!"

After saying that, he looked at Shen Ming and the others provocatively.

Old Man Jiang thought this man was funny. He was used to big scenes, so he was not angry when he heard this and asked:

"If we take away today's poetry leader, where will you be?"

"If you win today's poetry championship, I will eat this table, how about it?"

Zhang Lu patted the table in front of him, but inadvertently glanced at Man'er again.

This girl's almond-shaped eyes and red lips are so pretty and charming that she has never tasted them before.

This hidden look was noticed by Shen Ming, and the look he looked at Zhang Lu became dangerous.

"If I win Shikui, you will not only eat the table, but also slap me ten times." Shen Ming's voice was cold, and the blood-red sword spirit in his dantian was about to move.

Zhang Lu was shocked by the sudden change of face of the young man in front of him and was stunned.

I felt an inexplicable chill behind my back and forgot to reply.

He quickly came to his senses and couldn't help but feel angry. Without thinking too much, I agreed.

A fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes, he waved his hand gently, and when the guards standing behind him bent down, he ordered them to guard the door. When these people dispersed, he followed them all the way to teach them a lesson.

As for whether it is possible for that fair boy to win the title of Poetry?

Zhang Lu didn't think this was possible at all.

After a while, the theme of the poetry meeting came out.

Suxue Pavilion was full of talented people and patrons, and their eyes were focused on the stage.

As a roll of white brocade was slowly pulled open by two pretty maids, two big characters jumped out:

"Nostalgic".

Yanzhou was the ancient capital of two dynasties, and it was also the capital of the new era. It was a place of nostalgia.

This theme is quite satisfactory.

Everyone in the audience could see clearly and fell silent for a moment.

The scope of this theme is a bit broad, but it is difficult to make a work that can satisfy Xiao Yan.

In the attic room, Xiao Xian and Li Jinglin also looked at the satin with the word "Nostalgic" written on it, and smiled at each other.

"The imperial court is about to go to war with Nan Yu. I thought the theme of today's poetry meeting would be a debate." Li Jinglin put down his wine glass and said with some self-deprecation:

"Now that my country is at its peak, it's a good time to open up new territories and split the land. Unfortunately, I lacked some luck and chose the Desert Bing Country."

Xiao Yan just chuckled and made no comment. He and Li Jinglin were in the same batch of Jinke.

I also understand the character of this colleague. Although he is extremely capable, he loves success and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

This Li Jinglin only knew that rashly starting a war would break up the territory, but he turned a blind eye to Daxin's current hidden dangers and crises.

Not to mention that when war breaks out, people's families will be destroyed and their families will be separated.

Xiao Yan was thinking in his heart, but he didn't reveal his emotions. He didn't like drinking, but he felt that today's banquet was very boring.

The thought of leaving the scene early arises.

Shen Ming saw the theme of the poetry meeting and remembered what he saw along the road.

Drought, refugees, starvation surrounded by mosquitoes and flies.

I remembered again what Jiang Laohan said about the prosperous times.

There was a calculation in my mind.

Although I don't know whether what I wrote can meet the requirements of the Poetry Society, I don't express any displeasure.

I made some adjustments to the works in my memory and wrote them on the brocade silk distributed.

Zhang Lu felt even more contemptuous when he saw Shen Ming acting like this. The talented people in the room were still making ideas, but he just started writing without even thinking about it. Did he really think that he was a literary star?

After Shen Ming finished writing, he put down his pen and breathed a sigh of relief.

When he looked up, he found that the group of prairie people had disappeared at some point.

Come to think of it, why would they be interested in this poem?

I haven't made friends with him yet, and I secretly feel sorry for him.

I decided to take a stroll in Shanglong City during these days, maybe I can meet him again.

Man'er was illiterate and couldn't understand what Shen Ming wrote. She just looked at the words on the brocade with curiosity.

Shen Ming patted her head and thought that when he got the chance, he would take time to teach her how to read.

Suddenly, he saw a person dressed as a maid, with a veil covering her face, walking far away, heading towards the exit of Suxue Pavilion.

Shen Ming was shocked.