"Meeting friends with poetry, elegant things", Li Yifeng smiled again, calmly waved at everyone, and said with a smile: "Little brother is not talented, I am willing to ask you for advice." The sunlight sprinkled on Li Yifeng's silver shirt through the cracks in the pine forest, and the silver shirt glowed with a faint scale, and against the backdrop of the green pine silver shirt, Li Yifeng's smile exuded a confident appeal.

The people around saw that there was a lively, and they all went to the pavilion, especially many of them were readers, and their eyes lit up when they heard that they would meet friends with poetry, and after a while, the pavilion was surrounded by water. Guo Huaili likes to be lively the most, and the building near the water occupies a good position in the inner circle, leaning on the pavilion pillar and smiling to watch the excitement.

"If there's anything to ask, let's take a gamble and see whose poems are good." Liu Yixing somehow looked at Li Yifeng unpleasantly, and his words were targeted everywhere.

Liu Yixing is in his early thirties, with a white turban, a green long shirt, pale yellow skin, bright eyes, a short black beard, a slight upturned corner of his mouth, and a somewhat sarcastic smile.

Li Yifeng was secretly annoyed in his heart, the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he replied: "It's up to Brother Liu." As he spoke, he took out the silver from his arms, slapped it on the stone table with a "snap", stared at Liu Yixing's eyes and said, "Ten taels of silver and the winner buy wine." ”

Seeing the silver, the corners of Liu Yixing's mouth curled higher, and his expression suddenly changed from sarcastic arrogance to a spring breeze on his face, and said with a smile: "It is worthy of being the son of the county order, and the shot is ten taels of silver." Brothers, don't look at the excitement, everyone got together and won the money to go to the drunken fairy building to drink. ”

Everyone in the pavilion pooled money in one or two and a half, and the effort was not great, and a pile of scattered silver was piled up on the table.

Liu Yi was still unsatisfied, and shouted at the crowd watching the excitement: "Brothers, if anyone is willing to participate in the poetry meeting, you might as well give it a try, twenty taels of snowflake silver, the winner will take it, the opportunity is rare, don't miss it." ”

Jiang Anyi thought it was funny, Liu Yixing's expression was similar to that of Qingpi who shouted and gambled on the street, but ten taels of silver was not a small amount, enough for a family of eight to live comfortably in Wenping Mansion for a year or two.

After shouting several times and no one answered, Liu Yixing was a little disappointed, glanced at Guo Huaili on the side of the column, saw the folding fan in his hand, his eyes lit up, and asked diligently: "This brother, are you interested in giving it a try?" ”

Guo Huaili smiled secretly, and wanted to make a trick to drill himself, but there was no door, so he shook his head directly and said: "I have no money, I can't afford to gamble." ”

"You don't need silver, just bet on what you have in your hands." Liu Yixing pointed to the fans in the hands of Guo Huaili and Jiang Anyi.

The cost of a folding fan is only ten yuan, Liu Yixing is actually willing to use ten taels of silver to bet on two folding fans, Guo Huaili was overjoyed, how can he let go of such a bargain, and immediately responded: "Okay, okay", pulled Jiang Anyi into the pavilion, and put the folding fan next to the silver.

Li Yifeng looked at the folding fan curiously and did not make a sound. Liu Yixing made a few more appointments loudly, and when he saw that no one responded, he said with a smile: "Li Gongzi, two elder brothers, although there are poetry friends, but if there is a gambling fight, you have to come up with a charter, and if the poem is good or bad, it should be evaluated by a master." ”

Several people nodded in agreement, Liu Yixing pointed behind him slyly, and said: "This is Lord Yu Yuanqing, the instructor of Fuxue (the instructor of Fuxue is from the eighth grade), the Jinshi of the first year of Fengle, the famous scholar of Jiangnan, there is nothing to say about character and knowledge, please ask him to make an assessment, everyone has no opinion." ”

Yu Yuanqing stood up and gestured to everyone, Jiang Anyi saw that he was nearly forty years old, his face was handsome and elegant, his eyes were gentle, and he had a warm smile on his face, but when he sat down, this Yu Xundao's eyes touched Liu Yixing, and a tacit smile appeared at the corner of their mouths at the same time.

This gambling fight seems to be deliberately arranged, looking at the expressions of Yu and Liu, they have usually cooperated and have a tacit understanding. Li Yifeng also understands that he has been fooled, but he doesn't care, there are also masters in his group, Qiu Dehai, the instructor of the county school, this person is from a high background, and his literary talent is outstanding, and he will not necessarily lose if he gambles on poetry and literature; Second, even if he loses, he can use ten taels of silver to make friends with Yu Xundao and Liu Yixing, who are in Fuxue, and it is a good deal, no matter how you look at it, it is a good deal, so Li Yifeng smiled and did not change to listen to Liu Yixing's arrangement.

"Then we are divided into three groups, Li Gongzi is in a group, these two brothers are in a group, Liu and others are counted as a group, please ask Yu Xun to draw the question, and the time limit is one pillar of incense, and the one with the highest poem wins." As soon as the words fell, someone immediately took out the incense burner, pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other things and placed them on the stone table, and the movements were fast and skillful.

Jiang Anyi smiled secretly, this is a long preparation, just wait for someone to take the bait. Guo Huaili muttered softly in annoyance beside him: "Fooled, no wonder my father often says that a little cheap is not greedy, don't listen to the old man's words and suffer in front of you, I thought I would pick up a leak, but I didn't expect to paste two folding fans into it, Xiao Jiang, go back and give me two more fans." ”

Yu Yuanqing pretended to think for a moment, pointed to the scenery outside the pavilion and said: "With the scenery of Kunhua Mountain as the theme, make a poem of seven uniques, including pine, grass, flowers, and birds, and write the meaning of hurting spring." ”

The incense is lit and the contest begins. Liu Yixing's group had already prepared, and they got together to whisper and laugh to hide people's eyes, and Li Yifeng and his gang gathered in a circle to discuss and not mention it. Watching the lively crowd chattering, discussing who loses and who wins the two families, as for Guo Huaili and Jiang Anyi, they were ignored as fools.

Jiang Anyi smiled silently, fighting poetry, it was really difficult for him, there was no need to compete, who would die was already doomed.

The incense will burn out, Jiang Anyi will write a book, Guo Huaili will tilt his neck and watch, the more he looks, the brighter his eyes will become, and he will praise it repeatedly, and when Jiang Anyi writes, he will already smile from ear to ear. The other two places have been written, and the three poems were handed over to Yu Yuanqing.

Yu Yuanqing stood in the middle, cleared his voice, and recited aloud: "The birds are crying and the flowers are falling and the spring is gone, and the Kunhua Mountain is thinly clothed." Xiao Xiao pine forest is empty and lonely, and the grass is chasing the distant mountains. The applause was everywhere, it was written by Li Yifeng, and Li Yifeng proudly thanked the surroundings.

"This poem has four words: spring, flowers, grass, and birds, and the remnants of spring correspond to the words Xiao Xiao and Meng Meng in the back, writing the meaning of hurting spring, which is a good work, not bad."

Putting the poem on the table, Yu Yuanqing read next: "The pine wind rolls away with the blue clouds, and the birds chirp and the empty stream is worried." After the grass-colored spring rain, the flowers fall on the first few branches of the garden. Another round of applause, Liu Yixing squeezed his eyebrows and giggled on the side, this masterpiece named him is actually Yu Yuanqing's poem, how can he lose when he evaluates his own poems.

Sure enough, Yu Yuanqing commented: "This poem embeds pines, flowers, grasses, and birds in the spring, and expresses the nostalgia for spring through the homesickness of the wanderer. ”

Most of the people in the pavilion are well-educated people, and the good and bad poems can naturally be distinguished, and Qiu Dehai also feels that his poems are not like this, and he does not make a sound. Liu Yixing saw that Li Yifeng had no objections, and arched his hand and smiled: "Accept and accept, Brother Li, I will be the east at night, and if I am not drunk in the Immortal Building, I will not return, hahahaha." ”

Li Yifeng was angry and funny, thinking to himself, you are a talented person, the son of a record and a member of the army, do you need to use this method if you want to drink? However, Da Zheng Guo's gambling style is very prosperous, and fighting poetry and gambling is even more elegant for literati, and he can make friends with Yu Xundao, Liu Yixing and the students of Fuxue, and these ten taels of silver are worth spent.

The smile on his face remained unchanged, and Li Yifeng returned the salute with great grace: "Brother Liu has learned from others, and Li is willing to bow down, and he will rely on it more in the future." ”

"Well said, well said, haha." Liu Yixing's eyes were about to narrow into a line, he reached out and picked up the folding fan, handed one of them to Li Yifeng, and said, "Those who see it have a share." ”

Watching Liu Yixing and Li Yifeng talking to themselves, taking silver and dividing fans, Guo Huaili shouted: "What's the hurry, our poems haven't been read yet, and the winners or losers haven't been decided." ”

Everyone laughed for a while, Liu Yixing paused, and said with a slightly embarrassed smile: "It's me who was negligent, and listen to the masterpieces of the two talents." ”

Yu Yuanqing cleared his throat with a smile on his face, unfolded Jiang Anyi's poem, and read aloud: "The grass in front of Kunhua Mountain is green, and the stream flows east to west. ”

Liu Yixing interjected: "This sentence is somewhat similar to Brother Li's 'Grass Chasing Distant Mountains', not bad, and listen to the last two sentences." ”

Yu Yuanqing smiled, read the poem in his hand over and over again, Liu Yixing asked in surprise, "Why didn't Mr. read it down?" ”

handed over the poem to Liu Yixing, Yu Yuanqing came to Jiang Anyi and arched his hand: "Yu has eyes but no beads, does not know masters, forgives sins." ”

Over there, Liu Yixing couldn't help but exclaim, "Good poetry, really good poetry." ”

The person next to him was inexplicable, and shouted anxiously: "What a good poem, let everyone listen to it." ”

"The grass in front of Kunhua Mountain is green, and the stream flows east to west. No one in Panasonic has flowers falling, and birds are crying all the way to Spring Mountain. ”

The audience was silent, and then the applause roared, no one expected that this battle of poetry would rise to the top and let the two young people win.

Yu Yuanqing was awakened by the cheers and commented: "This poem uses grass, pine, flowers, and birds to write spring scenes, and uses the word 'empty cry' to write mourning with music, and sets off the quiet, corresponding to the 'self-falling' in the previous text, and writes the feelings of sadness and loneliness in spring. ”

However, Yu Yuanqing also has doubts, this poem has a strong meaning, not like it was written by a young man, and then I think about it, this gambling fight is cheating, and the other party doesn't know the work he came up with, so it doesn't matter who did it.

Liu Yixing was a little embarrassed, and the set he made was put in, and he smiled awkwardly: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, the two of you won this gambling fight, and you haven't asked the two honorific names yet." ”

Jiang Anyi and Guo Huaili reported their names. Liu Yixing smiled heartily: "I wanted to give Li Gongzi's silver to invite everyone to drink, but I didn't expect to be won by two skillful hands, I am willing to lose the bet, and the two of them will take the bet." ”

Liu Yixing said heroically, thinking that the two would use the money they won to invite everyone to eat and drink and make friends, hello, hello, hello, everyone. Unexpectedly, Guo Huaili said "greedy for money", quickly picked up the silver on the table into his arms, picked up the folding fan, and made a gesture of it, pulling Jiang Anyi's soles to smear the oil, leaving a pavilion of stunned spectators.

When the two disappeared, Liu Yixing came back to his senses and laughed: "This is a wonderful person, hahaha, interesting, interesting." ”

Li Yifeng also laughed out loud and said: "It's better to meet by chance than to meet, and the younger brother will make the dinner." Brother Liu, you are familiar, Yu Xundao, brothers, please appreciate your face. ”

At the foot of Kunhua Mountain, Guo Huaili held his fat face high, and taught Jiang Anyi a righteous lesson: "Xiao Jiang, if I didn't run fast, the twenty taels of silver would be gone." We have to make friends, but we can't make these officials and young masters, and we can't afford to spend money to buy false friendships. ”

took out the silver from his arms and stuffed it into Jiang Anyi's hand, Guo Huaili's mood was not ordinarily good, and he said with a smile: "Xiao Jiang, you have to treat yourself tonight and choose the most expensive place." By the way, when did your poems become so powerful, pick a good hand and quickly read two poems to my brother, and I will win him a few taels of silver after I memorize it. ”

Grinding all the way, Jiang Anyi really couldn't stand it, and recited the first "People are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty." The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream sings". Guo Huaili shook his head and recited in a low voice, Jiang Anyi's ears finally got quiet.