Guarding the frontier at the beginning: I copied my talent

"Captured the poet?" Shen Ming was stunned.

It's not that I don't have confidence in the song "Hillside Goat".

He clearly remembered that he was in a hurry last night and did not upload the poem he wrote, so how did he become a poet?

Old Jiang smiled sheepishly and said that he didn't care about those details.

It's still early, the old and young have eaten breakfast, and they have traveled in Shanglong City, and now it's a good time in early autumn, the sky is high and cool, and the warm breeze is smoky.

It's very pleasant.

I didn't realize that it was evening, but the weather suddenly turned cold, and it was raining, and the pedestrians in light clothes and short clothes did not realize that they were pulling up their robes.

Su Xue Pavilion, which Jiang Laohan was thinking about, should open the door.

He didn't even want to eat dinner, so he dragged Shen Ming to go, in a hurry.

When he arrived at the Desuxue Pavilion, Jiang Laohan gave the little guy a reward, and he wanted to go to see the oiran, but he was unexpectedly blocked.

"This old man doesn't want to be embarrassed, you want to see the little one but you can't be the master, many people have come to Suxue Pavilion today, pretending to be yesterday's poet, all to see Dong Niangzi."

"And this?" Jiang Laohan was stupid for a while, and Shi Kui was also pretended?

Shen Ming also thought it was funny, but he came here, and it was good to see Oiran and meet other teachers.

Just as he was about to give up, he heard a scolding:

"You don't have long eyes, you really have eyes and don't know Mount Tai!" The person in front of you is none other than yesterday's poet, Shen Ming Shen Gongzi! But

he saw a young man, scolding the little man, with a smile on his face, and limped towards them.

It turned out to be last night, the disrespectful Zhang Lu!

Zhang Lu went out in a hurry last night, wanting to stop himself from sending two guards to cause trouble, but he didn't want them to disappear all night, so he returned home early this morning.

Just said that he didn't have time to do anything, and he was knocked unconscious.

This made Zhang Lu breathe a sigh of relief, but his heart kept hanging, for fear that Shen Ming would hold a grudge and not find the main owner to apologize in person.

I was guarding in Suxue Pavilion early today, expecting to meet Shen Ming so that I could make up for yesterday's incident.

Zhang Lu is a frequent visitor to Suxue Pavilion, and the little guy knows it, and when he heard him say this, he believed most of it, and said that he wanted to ask for instructions.

Zhang Lu waved his hand impatiently at him, rewarded him with silver money, and urged him to hurry up and not let the nobles wait for a long time.

Then he bent down slightly and saluted Shen Ming respectfully:

"Villain Zhang Lu, damn it yesterday, I collided with the nobles, and I hope Shen Gongzi will not be surprised."

Shen Ming didn't know what happened after he left yesterday, and he couldn't be rectified by the other party's cunning appearance.

Just as he was about to answer, he saw a group of people coming from the slanted thorn, led by Erba, followed by the scarface guard.

Po Erba heard Shen Ming's residence early this morning and took someone to look for it, but Shen Ming had already gone out with Jiang Laohan to play.

Pounced.

I was disappointed in my heart, so I thought that I met Shen Ming for the first time in Suxue Pavilion yesterday, and I came to try my luck today.

"Brother Shen! You're here! Tonight, the two of us will not get drunk or go home, and under the witness of Tengger, we will become brothers with different surnames!

As he spoke, he walked towards Shen Ming, and boldly stretched out his hands to give Shen Ming a hug.

Zhang Lu was pushed away by the scar-faced guard, thinking that he was in front of the road.

Today, in this Suxue Pavilion, it is very lively.

............

Dong Xinyue was leaning on the railing at this time, casually looking at the autumn rain outside the window, and felt a little cold.

She was originally a Mobing person, but because of the war and the death of her relatives, she was sold to this Suxue Pavilion for more than ten years.

After living in Yanzhou for a long time, I can't even resist this chill, and I can't help but miss the frost of my homeland, and the appearance of my parents, brothers and sisters who are the only remaining in my memory.

The small table against the screen is carved from a single piece of red sandalwood, which is very valuable.

A brocade silk on the top, with a small book, was placed at will, and it was accidentally cherished.

I can vaguely see the above poems: the

concubine is in the mortal world, and Caixia sets the makeup.

The distant mountains are frowning, and Xiao Han is staring at each other.

A little red lip, Bairui is timid.

Wan Ting was shocked, and her sad face was completely moved.

............

There are more than 100 words in the back, all of which are praise of Dong Crescent and the fragrance of the country.

In the end, he signed Hu Yanjue, who was the son-in-law of the Tongzhi Lord in Shanglong City.

Today, I wrote another song, and I wanted to meet Dong Xinyue, but I was politely rejected again.

This poem is too kitsch and has no literary brilliance, compared with yesterday's "Long Caring for the Ancients"...

Dong Xinyue was thinking to herself, Que'er knocked on the door outside, got an answer, and led a small servant in:

"Dong Niangzi, there is another person who claims to be a poet, and he wants to see you, but he has been confirmed by the guests at the next table, so he should be right!"

The little guy took the reward, and this was naturally said beautifully.

When Dong Xinyue heard this, her eyes lit up, and she recovered:

"Then invite him to come up."

She didn't know the geometry of Shen Ming's grade, whether she was old or young, and she didn't want to call her in vain.

The little servant received the order, went down, found Shen Ming, and bent down to salute:

"Shen Gongzi, the Oiran lady invites you to meet you in the attic."

Man'er consciously stopped following Shen Ming, and wanted to find a place downstairs and wait for her son-in-law.

Jiang Laohan, Po Erba and the others were unconscious, and they had to go upstairs together.

"I can't do it! I can't help it! The Oiran lady only said that she saw Shen Gongzi alone, and the old men should not make it difficult for the little ones. The

little guy saw such a posture, and made amends again and again, just eager to kowtow to this group of masters.

Jiang Laohan was immediately unhappy, and he spent his own money today, but the Oiran couldn't see it, and he cheapened Shen Ming, a stinky boy, for nothing?

was about to play a scoundrel and forcibly follow Shen Ming up, but was dragged by Xiao Erba:

"Old Jiang, Brother Shen can win the favor of beauties, why should we get involved?" I came to Daxin this time and brought a lot of grassland spirits, you can drink with me! With

this delay, Shen Ming had already gone away, and it was rare to be alone with the Oiran, and Shen Ming couldn't ask for it.

Jiang Laohan had no choice but to find a seat next to the attic stairs, take Man'er, and share a table with the grassland people.

Shen Ming followed the small house, up to the attic, this Suxue Pavilion is huge, carved along the road jade pillars, elegant and quiet, not like a song hall.

After walking for a while, I came to a room, and before I went in, there was a warm fragrance and a soft wind.

Inside, I saw a woman, standing, chuckling at herself.

is really immortal, graceful and graceful, not like mortal characters.

It's just that the facial features are more three-dimensional than those of Da Xin. This Oiran lady is actually from the Mobing Country!

The little guy quietly retreated and covered them up.

In this room, only Shen Ming and the Oiran lady Dong Xinyue were left for a while.

Shen Ming only felt his heart beat faster, and the blood slowly converged towards his brain, and he couldn't help but get nervous and excited.

When Dong Xinyue saw Shen Ming, her eyes lit up, and she felt that this young man was so handsome and handsome, and he had a heroic and sassy atmosphere, not like other literati, sick and sick.

It's even more indescribably charming.

There are three more favorites.

With a shallow smile at the moment, Ying Ying bowed:

"Concubine Dong Xinyue, I have seen Shen Gongzi."

The voice is melodious, like a fairy singing in the night.