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"I have heard for a long time that Ms. Fanghua is talented and talented. It is my luck to meet you!" The people in the audience praised...

"Miss Fanghua is really polite. As long as I can see my sister's talents, we are also willing to wait. Don't you think so?" Someone cheered...

"Okay, okay..."

The crowd around the stage applauded...

"Little girl only played one song today, and I hope you can give me a lot of advice!" Fanghua said with a smile, making people feel like a spring.

As the strings are plucked, the jade flute is melodious, and the scene is immediately immersed in the melodious and melodious vocal music. There are also melodious piano sounds on both sides of the ship building, and the coordination of orchestral instruments makes the music even more melodious, making people feel like spring breeze. The crowd in the audience waited mesmerized...

At the end of the song, many literati shook their heads and commented, expressing their own opinions, and the scene was very lively...

Zhang Tian couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, "Isn't this flower boat a romantic place? Why is there only a talent show?" He was also embarrassed to ask Huang Ke'er directly, so he turned his head and asked: "Miss Fanghua here is indeed an extraordinary piano player. , what program is next?"

The girl said: "Naturally, it's the talent of all the young talents on the building! Whether it's calligraphy or poetry, or both, if you get the girl's attention, you can be alone with Fanghua girl One room, listen to the sound alone!"

Seeing Zhang Tian's inquiry, Huang Ke'er smiled and said, "Uncle Zhang, this is not a land of fireworks! But any young men and women who admire each other can naturally get to know each other! The girls here are not fireworks girls, like Fang The girl who serves us, Xin, must also be a child of a famous family, and I came here to find someone who I want to belong to!"

"Ah? Isn't this a blind date place equivalent to the free love in the previous life? I didn't expect that here in Jinzhou County, it would be so open!" Zhang Tianfang realized to himself.

Zhang Tian nodded and said, "Don't the girls' families have any objections?"

"How could it be? Those who can board this building are all people of virtue and ability, but if they do anything wrong, they will probably be shot by people from all walks of life, and they will definitely be destroyed. Do you know the one in the middle? Who is Miss Fanghua? That is the daughter of the monarch of our Jinzhou County!" Huang Keer said with a smile on her face...

"No wonder, I said that none of the guests here is a vulgar person!" Zhang Tian nodded and said, I said it's no wonder that there are elegant four treasures of the study on the table in the elegant room...

"Why do those cultivators hang around here?" Zhang Tian asked.

"Hehe, the Xiuxian family naturally needs excellent blood inheritance, and there is also a need for huge financial support. A girl with good character and rich financial resources is exactly what these people need. The second girl's family has the power of a monk. It will be guaranteed in the city, so the monks and girls here get what they need!"

After listening to Huang Ke'er's words, Zhang Tian pondered for a moment, and felt that it was nothing to a monk, but to a girl, the monk was not yet old, and the girl had already faded, which was also a cruel reality...

"Dangdang..." The gold-carved gong on the stage was struck by a fat maid, and the two turned their attention back to the stands...

The young girl said gracefully: "The topic of today's poem is Mingyue! Time... it's still a stick of incense!" Her jaded fingers pointed to the bright moon outside the window, and she put the piano in her hand on the On the side, a maid came to put away the piano, and then another maid stepped forward to light a stick of incense, and the smoke rose, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively...

The girl Xinxiang who was standing beside Zhang Tian gave a bountiful salute and said, "Master, it is a festival in Jinzhou County, and now it is time for the whole city to celebrate. This son looks young and handsome, and you may wish to write a This poem expresses the festive joy of this full moon celebration!"

Huang Ke'er also stepped forward to persuade, "Uncle Zhang, you might as well do as the Romans do, and write a few simple sentences, as long as you express your feelings a little bit!"

Seeing that Zhang Tian couldn't refuse, he had no choice but to go forward to pick up the pen. Xin Xiang directly stepped forward and spread out the rice paper, placed it neatly on the table, and pressed it on both sides with a copper paperweight. Huang Ke'er went to Zhang Tian Next to the sky, he directly took the ink block and grinded it aside. Zhang Tian held the brush in his hand and briefly brewed it in his heart. After dipping in the ink, he swiped the verses in his mind... …

After all, as a time-traveler, I have been influenced by traditional Chinese culture for a long time in my previous life, and I often practice calligraphy in my daily life.After all, this calligraphy belongs to one of the traditional cultures like his own major, and has something in common. Now that he is in this world, after he has practiced immortality, he has already mastered the brush and ink, so he directly The paper on the table was scattered wantonly...

The pen is like a dragon and a snake, black ink is splashed on the white paper, the whole poem is written in one go, and the handwriting is flying like a dragon and a phoenix dances. It has the style of Wang Xizhi's running script in the previous life.

For a while above the boat building, many people were scratching their heads and thinking about how to write popular poems. At this moment, the people around became more and more enthusiastic, and there were constantly maids coming from the private room and the desk under the stage. , holding a piece of poetry and books with both hands, and hanging them on the shelf on the stage, and Fanghua stepped forward to carefully read these masterpieces on silk paper, and the celebrities and scholars in the audience also In the melodious sound of silk and bamboo, admiring everyone's works...

Not long after, Xinxiang slowly walked down the stairs in the private room, and hung a poem written by Zhang Tian on it...

Zhang Tian himself knew that his literary talents were limited. After all, he could not be compared with the poets of his previous life, so he once again borrowed a poem from Li Bai in his previous life: "There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, and it is suspected to be frost on the ground. Look up at the bright moon, and look down at your hometown."

This Miss Fanghua stopped before this verse, and murmured softly: "There is moonlight in front of the bed, it is suspected to be frost on the ground. Look up at the bright moon, and look down at your hometown."

Everyone in the audience saw that Miss Fanghua had actually stopped, and everyone was immediately curious. Soon, several highly respected judges also came to Poetry, and they all surrounded them to form a semicircle, and the people below began to whisper. Whispered...

At this time, a white-haired old man said: "The winner of this round, we believe that it is the hero of No. One listen: The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Look up at the bright moon and look down at your hometown.”