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Zhang Tianlue thought for a while, and wrote down "Water Tune Getou Mid-Autumn Festival" written by Su Shi in the Song Dynasty in his previous life.

After finishing writing, he immediately handed the scroll to the maid beside him...

Another maid in the house immediately stepped forward to hang up the lanterns. The surrounding elegant rooms were already filled with lanterns. The last one was hung up too late, and there were discussions all around...

Zhang Tian is very helpless now, so he has no choice but to plagiarize the works of his previous life.

In fact, there are quite a few people studying in Joy City, but when it comes to literary talents, they must not be compared with the poems that Zhang Tian passed down in his previous life. Although Liu Yucheng and the others represent the Liu family, their clothes are very ordinary. Even the shopkeeper knew that he was just an ordinary head coach of the Liu family. There were so many people in the imperial city, and all kinds of high and small officials were like crucian carp crossing the river, which really didn't attract much attention.

The poems delivered by hanging lanterns before are generally preconceived, and they pay attention to a quick thinking.

In a word, poetry is the art of language, so mastering the use of language is the foundation. Undoubtedly, one of the key points of writing a good poem is to be fresh, smooth and catchy, which is very important for poetry.Because if it is not catchy, fresh and refined, everyone will not understand it at all, so where is the beauty?

The room next door to Xingtian Pavilion took the lead in attacking, "It took me so long to write a poem, and I'm so embarrassed to come to Shanglianju. Is it a low-level arty!"

Yu Wenhao was furious immediately: "While I'm waiting to drink, there is no one to watch Lianju, where is the barking sound coming from!"

At this time, several people from the Tianyu Pavilion next door rushed out excitedly and stood at the bridge, "Which turtle is hiding from scolding people?"

It turned out that the people next door were the three sons of the Yang family, the head of which was Yang Kun, the eldest son of the Yang family, and the other two were the sons of the two clans who followed him. This Yang Kun was originally from the Joy City He is the proud son of heaven, and he has read poetry and books for several years, so he naturally considers himself an elegant scholar, and looks down on the disciples of other families around him...

This Yu Wenhao has a straight temper, he immediately rushed out and started yelling at the other party, the two parties met on the small bridge, naturally there was a sign of a disagreement and a fight, this is a big spoiler...

Liu Yucheng stopped Yu Wenhao and said, "Since we are out to play, why bother!" Zhang Tian was standing in the middle of the bridge, blocking the Yang family's troops on the other side. On the small boat, looking at the two people, Ma Man said: "Could it be that you don't want to come to me in the future?"

The hearts of the two parties trembled, thinking of the forces behind Shanglianju, they each retreated to their elegant rooms without a word...

Yu Wenhao whispered anxiously: "Hmph, isn't it the Yang family! Let's just wait and see!"

He turned his head and suddenly found something, "Huh?" He realized that the flower boat was slowly approaching them, "Wow!" There was an uproar in the surrounding elegant rooms...

The people in the Tianyu Pavilion next door were also very surprised, but they also said in surprise: "Haha, congratulations, Brother Yang, this time your poem has once again been favored by the oiran! How can you be like the vulgar people in the Liu family next door who know how to swear and fight... "

The person known as the big brother said very proudly: "Oh, I am a young man with little talent and learning, and I am lucky to be favored by a beauty today. I am ashamed... ashamed!"

Liu Yucheng in the Xingtian Pavilion here felt deeply ashamed, while Yu Wenhao smiled sternly. Who told him to devote himself to martial arts practice and not concentrate on learning cultural knowledge at all?

But I never expected that the flower boat would stop at Xingtian Pavilion. The elder brother of the Yang family suddenly seemed to have taken medicine to choke his throat, and got stuck there...

Yang Kun, a young man from the Yang family, said unfairly: "I don't know how He De could win Miss Huakui's favor for this poem of Xingtian Pavilion? Why don't you let everyone taste it together?"

The oiran stood at the bow with a calm expression, as if the ancient well was calm. No one knew what she was thinking at the moment, but after a while, she sighed faintly, with a very pleasant voice: "Everyone's heart is in my heart..."

Suddenly she smiled like a fairy, "Forget it, this poem must be sung in the world! It is better to let the world appreciate it than to admire it alone..." After she finished speaking, she made a gesture, and immediately the people on the flower boat The sound of the ship sounded again...

The oiran's red lips moved slightly, and a gorgeous poem was displayed in front of everyone...

When is the moon?

Ask the sky for wine.

I don't know the palace of heaven,

What year is this eve.

I want to go home by the wind,

And afraid of Qionglou Yuyu,

The height is not cold.

dance to make out the shadows,

He seems to be in the world.

Turn Zhuge, low tenants, and sleepless.

There should be no hatred, why is it going to other times?

People have sorrows and sorrows and joys, and moons have yin and qing, which is difficult to complete.

Nung, moon and new moon.

The sound of the boat floated on the water for a long time, and the people around were intoxicated by the poems...

Even Yang Kun murmured: "I wish you a long life, and we will be together for thousands of miles..."

The proprietress, who was sitting on the boat and hadn't gone far, was also shocked...

A poem that makes people drunk, even Liu Yucheng and Yu Wenhao felt that the poem was graceful and graceful, and they couldn't help but look up and down at Zhang Tian in admiration...

Zhang Tian said with a straight face: "Don't worship brother inexplicably, brother is just a legend..."

The lake bends above the blue waves, and the waves undulate in the breeze. The flower boat slowly stops in front of the gate of Xingtian Pavilion, attracting the attention of the people around...

The oiran walked into the elegant room and saw the three people in the room. The oiran was used to seeing the world, and he said calmly: "I have something I want to ask some people for advice. I wonder which young hero wrote this poem?"

Seeing the eyes of Liu Yucheng and Yu Wenhao, Hua Kui already knew a thing or two.

"May I ask your surname?" Hua Kui asked with a gentle smile while making tea.

"Zhang Tian, ​​a countryman!" Zhang Tian replied with a straight face.

"Looking at Mr. Zhang's poems, you can know that Mr. Zhang is talented and well-informed! Why don't you work for the court? The little girl also knows a few dignitaries in the court!" Huakui said slowly.

"I don't know how to call Miss?" Liu Yucheng asked obsessively.

"Everyone calls me Wanyun!" Hua Kui whispered.

"I wonder if Miss Wanyun intends to marry?" Liu Yucheng asked.

"Your Excellency, I'm ashamed of you. It's a great fortune to meet you today. I was born in a humble family and my status is low. If I get too close, I'm afraid those rumors will affect my reputation!"

Zhang Tian glanced at the oiran, if nothing wrong, this Wan Yun is really not an easy character.

Yu Wenhao hurriedly said: "I can't control that much, it's rare to see Miss Shang Wanyun, why don't we all drink and have fun together!"

Since it was Yu Wenhao's expense, Zhang Tian and Liu Yucheng naturally wanted to save face, "Then let's have a few drinks together!"

The oiran didn't know what Zhang Tian meant for a while, seeing that Zhang Tian didn't object, he sat down beside Zhang Tian gracefully, and everyone drank together...

Since there is beauty by the side, everyone will get drunk if the wine is not intoxicating...