Happy Little Scholar

At this moment, even the matter of the one hundred taels of silver was temporarily forgotten by Li Yi. Tianlai novels

You can't blame others for making such a mistake, you can only blame yourself for not being able to control this nonsense.

In his previous life, Li Yi was a moderate foodie. He had a great pursuit of appetite and ate all kinds of famous snacks. But after coming here, when food was extremely scarce compared to later generations, he finally managed to eat it. After encountering a pastry that aroused his appetite, his foodie heart began to lose control.

And then...it will be embarrassing...

Encountering such an embarrassing thing, Li Yi was too embarrassed to look there anymore, and those women, after experiencing this small episode, finally put away their curiosity from Li Yi. In the small space that belonged to them, they started talking quietly.

After all, today's small poetry competition with a competitive nature is what they need to pay attention to right now.

Because today's victory or defeat is directly related to whether they are qualified to participate in tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival. For many talented scholars in Qing'an Prefecture, this is a recognition of strength and status. Although they are women, they also want to Compete with those men.

"We have Ruo Qing here today, so we don't need to worry about the other poetry clubs. Only Dongli and Bailu poetry clubs should not be underestimated. Su Wentian and Fang Zhou are both very good at Mid-Autumn Festival poems, so we have to treat them with caution." An older man The woman looked at the two poetry clubs opposite and said in a slightly serious tone.

"It's not like Su Wentian, but Fangzhou's poetic talent is extraordinary. The poem he wrote on the Chinese Valentine's Day a month ago was among the top ten. If it weren't for Sister Ruoqing, he would have won the first place in the poetry competition." Another A girl with an oval face said.

Wan Ruoqing smiled and said, "What does this have to do with me?"

"Why doesn't it matter?" The girl argued with a smile: "If sister Ruoqing hadn't taken out the "Magpie Bridge Immortal", wouldn't that Kui have been taken away by that surnamed Fang?"

""Magpie Bridge Immortal"..." The girl's words seemed to make Wan Ruoqing fall into some kind of memory, and a look of regret appeared on her pretty face.

"Su Wentian should not be underestimated." The older woman looked at the girl, shook her head and said: "In terms of Qixi Festival poems, Su Wentian may not be as good as Fangzhou, but the styles of Qixi Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival poems are very different, and Fang Zhou's Qixi Festival poems may not be good. He can also be better at Mid-Autumn Festival poems. He lost to Su Wentian in last year's Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition."

"Hehe, what are you afraid of? We have Sister Ruoqing!" The girl said disapprovingly: "Sister Ruoqing, go and see if there are any praying lanterns falling outside. Maybe you can pick one up and be scared to death. Where is their Mid-Autumn Festival poem!”

All the women smiled helplessly when they heard this. Poems of this level are enough to be passed down through the ages, so how can they be picked up just by picking them up?

At this time, she seemed to have remembered something, and the girl suddenly said: "Do you think the talented man who wrote "Magpie Bridge Immortal" will also participate in tomorrow's poetry meeting?"

As soon as the girl said this, a bright light suddenly flashed in Wan Ruoqing's eyes.

"I'm afraid not."

The older woman shook her head and said: "As soon as "Magpie Bridge Immortal" came out, there were no more Chinese Valentine's Day poems. The most talented man in Qing'an Mansion, who was always good at Chinese Valentine's Day poems, angrily tore up the words he had written and declared that he would never write a Chinese Valentine's Day poem again in his life. , After that night, I don’t know how many people were looking for the talented man named Li Yi, but no one ever found him. "

"Could it be that those words were really made by the banished immortal in heaven?" The girl murmured with an inexplicable light flashing in her eyes.

"Silly girl, you only know how to think nonsense. How can there be any banished immortals in this world?" A woman next to her gently tapped her little head and said angrily.

"By the way, didn't Ruoqing have news about the talented man named Li Yi? What happened next?" The older woman seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly turned to look at Wan Ruoqing and asked.

Wan Ruoqing shook her head and said, "Zui Mo and I went to ask the scholar who painted for her. The scholar said that the painting was not made by him, and he only had a one-time relationship with that person."

The older woman nodded and said: "I have seen that painting before. It is really unimaginable that the art of painting can actually reach that level. The so-called penetrating wood is nothing more than that, right? The talented man named Li Yi , it can be said to be a masterpiece of calligraphy and painting. If it can be seen, it will be a great regret in this life. "

Wan Ruoqing smiled and said: "Zui Mo has been studying the painting all day long these days, and has made a small breakthrough. He has been talking about it all day long, and I am afraid he is also looking forward to seeing that person tomorrow."

Of course Li Yi didn't know that "Magpie Bridge Immortal" had made him capture the hearts of countless women. He already had many female fans in the world who regarded him as their confidant in life. I was afraid that with just one word from him, There will be countless young girls who will recommend themselves as pillow mats and pledge their bodies to each other.

In this world, don't underestimate the attraction of talented men to women.

Those famous talents are almost equivalent to the Korean Oppas in the hearts of the crazy girls in later generations, and Li Yi is the most popular one, and his influence is evident.

Of course, Li Yi didn't know these things yet. Because of the Oolong incident just now, his mood was not very high. If he hadn't really been reluctant to part with the one hundred taels of silver, I'm afraid he would have left in despair with the little maid.

I have never done such a shameful thing in my entire life, so shameful!

"Uncle, how about we go home?" The little maid next to her noticed that Li Yi was in a bad mood and said softly.

"Wait a moment." Li Yi shook his head and said.

He had already lost face and urgently needed a hundred taels of silver to comfort himself, so even though he would be embarrassed to see those women, Li Yi still did not plan to leave here.

"What kind of crappy poetry meeting is this? Why hasn't it started yet..."

Li Yi thought about it with some depression, and stood up to ask someone. When he walked to the door, two figures walked in from outside.

The beautiful woman walking in front, just stepped into the door, saw a young man dressed as a scholar walking towards this side, her footsteps suddenly stopped, the expression on her pretty face froze for a moment, and then anger emerged.

"It's you!"

A voice of suppressed anger suddenly came from her mouth.

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl behind the woman was also stunned there, not knowing what happened to make the young lady so angry...

Li Yi was also stunned.

He looked up at the strange woman in front of him, and was a little confused.

Is she talking to him?

But he didn't know her!

"Lecher!" The woman pointed a slender jade finger at him, and said with anger on her pretty face.

Li Yi was really confused.

What is Dengtuzi?

Do we know each other?

Dengtuzi means... it seems to be the gangsters and perverts of later generations...

She cursed at me the first time we met. Is this woman crazy?

[ps: I got up early in the morning and coded a picture before class. There will be an update today.

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