"Good ......"

Seeing Shen Zhao speak, Chen Licheng was just about to praise a sentence of "Good poetry!" The word "good" came out, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, stared at Shen Zhao, and asked with some uncertainty: "You...... What did you just say? ”

Shen Zhao sighed, looked at Chen Licheng, and said, "Brother Chen, believe me, if you choose martial arts, the odds of winning may be higher." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Brother Shen, now is not the time to joke." Chen Licheng raised his head, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Shen Zhao's performance is very abnormal, although Chen Licheng doesn't look down on him very much because of his background, but he has to admit that he is extremely talented in poetry, and it is not difficult for him to export poetry.

Under normal circumstances, Shen Zhao, who wanted to cling to the Chen family, could not offend him in these trivial matters, in fact, he did not show any intention of refusing at first, until he ...... just now

Chen Licheng's gaze immediately looked at the young man opposite.

"What's the matter, what's wrong with Shen Zhao?" Doubts appeared on the faces of several people behind Chen Licheng, and they were a little confused for a while.

As for the people around him, his mind is even more mushy.

"Brother Li, long time no see." Shen Zhao raised his head and arched his hand to Li Yi.

For some reason, after seeing this person who changed the trajectory of his fate again, his heart was not shocked, and there was no trace of hatred.

In these days in the capital, I often recall the past, and after losing the pride of the past, I suddenly found that I was young and frivolous at that time, and I was arrogant and arrogant, which is just a joke in today's view.

The young man woke him up with a loud slap and let him know what a mountain and a mountain are high, which completely shattered his poor arrogance, but also made him settle something that he had never had before.

"Brother Shen, long time no see." Being able to see the old man of Qing'an Mansion here, Li Yi was also a little surprised in his heart, and he also arched his hand.

Although there was a conflict between the two, there was no unforgettable hatred, and it was not easy to see it in the distant capital.

Of course, the most important reason why Li Yi didn't have any hatred for him was because he took advantage of him at that time......

At this time, he faintly felt that the Shen Zhao in front of him seemed to be a little different from before.

"So they knew each other."

Everyone suddenly realized, no wonder Shen Zhao was reluctant to stand up for Chen Licheng, if that son was his old acquaintance, all this would make sense.

Chen Licheng's face was a little unbearable, and he couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards Shen Zhao, and sneered: "Could it be that Shen Zhao, do you think that without you, we wouldn't be able to make a poem?" ”

This time, he didn't even call "Brother Shen" anymore.

Shen Zhao smiled and said: "Shen knows that his poetry talent is far from Brother Li, so he won't be ugly, Brother Chen and all of you are famous talents in the capital, talented, so naturally you don't need Shen." ”

He naturally heard the meaning of Chen Licheng's words, I am afraid that after today, they will no longer be able to tolerate themselves, but these are not important, these days I want to cling to others, but my heart seems to be blocked by something, the sentence just now came out, and suddenly I felt the pleasure that I had not seen for a long time.

No matter how conceited Chen Licheng is, he is not conceited enough that his poetry is better than Shen Zhao, just when what he just said is modest, but it can't compare to Shen Zhao, isn't it as good as a nameless boy?

"Have you thought about it, if you really can't make poetry, admit defeat as soon as possible." Chen Licheng snorted coldly, stopped paying attention to Shen Zhao, looked at Li Yi and asked.

"What kind of poetry, go home and dream."

Being forced to copy poems, Li Yi has experienced a lot of similar things, Li Yi has lost interest in this, waved his hand, and said: "What an adult, fighting and fighting all day long, what's the point, can you not be so naïve......"

"Let's go......" patted the little fat man on the head, turned and walked in the direction of the exit.

The little fat man hurriedly took the little girl's hand and trotted after her, "Big brother, wait for me to ......, the one selling buns in front, you wait a minute!" ”

Chen Licheng stared blankly at their departing backs, his face was blue and white for a while, and a mouthful of blood churned in his chest.

Just gone------ what's going on?

Even if you want to leave, you have to apologize and break the legs of those minions to go!

"Stop!" Chen Licheng said in a loud voice, and was about to catch up, but he saw the young man who followed him turn around, showed two rows of white teeth, and said with a smile: "Come with me again, even your legs will be broken together!" ”

After the cruel words, Li Xuan laughed twice, his mood was extremely happy, and he quickened his pace to catch up.

Only a group of people were left in the same place, looking at each other.

The people around who wanted to watch the excitement were obviously a little disappointed, and thought that there would be a wonderful literary competition and two excellent poems, but they didn't expect one side to retreat without a fight.

But think about it, knowing that Wen Dou is not the opponent of Chen Licheng and other talents, if he really composes poetry, he will bring humiliation on himself, it is better to retreat as a scoundrel like this.

"How can it be!" Chen Licheng's face no longer had the slightest elegance, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Check, after you go down, you must check the details of those two guys!"

Suffering this great humiliation, if he can't be ashamed, I'm afraid that his heart will be depressed forever.

"Why is Brother Licheng so angry, the left and right are just two gutless rats, and they don't even have the courage to fight, I'm afraid that they don'......t have any ink in their chests, and they can't even make a decent poem, and there are two straw bales on the left and right, after today, there will be no place for them in the circle of scholars in the capital."

"It's extreme, it's extreme!"

"Brother Lu is right!"

……

……

One of the people next to Chen Licheng comforted him, and the rest of the people showed disdain on their faces at the right time, and they all echoed it.

As for the onlookers, although they felt that it was a little unfair for Chen Licheng and other talented people to propose Wendou, but the two sons didn't even have the courage to fight, although they were wise, they didn't have the backbone of a scholar.

"Haha, there is no ink on the chest, and the straw bales are ......" At this time, an undisguised laughter suddenly sounded in the crowd.

The laughter was harsh, and everyone turned their heads to look.

"It's Shen Zhao......" After discovering the source of laughter, everyone was stunned.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen Licheng glared at him viciously and asked.

Shen Zhao covered his stomach, laughed breathlessly, pointed at Chen Licheng, and said, "...... Chen, Brother Chen, can you lend me a look at the ...... on your waist and the fan on your waist?" ”

Seeing Shen Zhao's appearance, Chen Licheng was shocked, at this time, what kind of fan do you want, isn't this Shen Zhao crazy?

I heard that once this person becomes crazy, he can do anything, if he doesn't do what he says, who knows what he will do, Chen Licheng showed a trace of fear on his face, and quickly handed over the fan that fell on his waist.

Brush!

Shen Zhao raised his hand and spread out the fan, and said with a smile: "Write this song "Water Tune Song Head" on the fan, I think Brother Chen likes it very much?" ”

Chen Licheng took a step back, and said in his heart that he likes this "Water Tune Song Head", what does it matter to him?

Shen Zhao stopped laughing, looked at the talented man who just said "no ink on his chest" and "straw bag" with a strange look, and said: "When will Brother Lu write a poem that surpasses this "Water Tune Song Head", and then say that others have "no ink on their chest"! ”

returned the fan to Chen Licheng, and laughed: "Brother Chen doesn't need to check on him anymore, that straw bag brother Tai who has no ink on his chest is ------ Qing'an Mansion, Li Yi!" ”

Seeing that Chen Licheng and several talented people all changed their faces, Shen Zhao only felt extremely happy in his heart, laughed a few times, and turned around and left without looking back.

Qing'an Mansion, Li Yi.

Although I don't know what it looks like, this name is not unfamiliar to the talented and beautiful people in the capital.

The pretty face under the curtain was full of surprise, Sakura's lips opened slightly, and she took out the fan in her arms and took a look, where there was the "Queqiao Fairy" embroidered by herself.

In this world, there is no better way to make a name for yourself than to write a good poem.

No matter where the poem first appears, it will eventually be known to the readers of the Panorama Country and will be passed down through the ages.

"How could it be, how could it be ......" Chen Licheng's mind was blank and muttered to himself.

The talented man surnamed Lu was flushed, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

The onlookers were stunned, and a few poems involuntarily appeared in their minds.

When the curtain left, Miss Qianjin's pretty face was slightly red, and her eyes looked in the direction of the exit of the plum blossom forest from time to time.

At this time, no one would think that the person who left had retreated without a fight.

That's disdain......

He is very right, and the talented man who wrote "Water Tune Song Head" and "Queqiao Immortal" Wendou poems, Chen Licheng is simply stupid and naïve to the extreme.

Shen Zhao was really not modest just now, he treated this matter as a joke from beginning to end, what about Chen Licheng, what about Jingguo talents, they can make the women of the world whisper in the boudoir "If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight", stitch by stitch the poems they wrote on the handkerchief?

They can't!

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Chen Licheng's gaze and immediately became strange.