The second watch arrived, asking for a collection and asking for votes.

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Su Jin was not surprised that the red-clothed round-faced girl who helped polish the ink came to report the news, but she was affected by her emotions, and she also smiled and said: "Thank you girl for your hard work, if it weren't for your help, I wouldn't be able to write good words." ”

The round-faced girl couldn't help but be overjoyed, this little official of the Su family was really good at talking, obviously he had nothing to do with him, but he gave himself some credit, although he knew that he was humble, but his heart was happy.

"The results of the competition have been clear, among the five poems, "Queqiao Immortal" won the first place, and the author of this lyric is the son of the Su family, so the son of the Su family wins ......" Li Chong was excited, and his tone was raised a few times.

The face of the four-person group is like ashes, Su Jin's words are more than a step higher than them, and a few of them racked their brains to get the most proud work of their lives.

This competition was indeed lost, the tall and thin boy stared at Su Jin's lyrics in a daze for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lit up and shouted: "Off topic...... Off topic......"

Everyone hurriedly turned their heads to look, the tall and thin boy's excited face was flushed, and he said hurriedly: "President Li's topic is to write lyrics with the title of 'Farewell'. And this poem is obviously written about the reunion, this is not off-topic or anything, we won, we won. ”

Everyone watched in amazement as he raised his hands in celebration, and the pity and disdain in his eyes were undisguised.

Li Chong frowned and said: "Young Master Liu, what you are looking at is 'As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win, and there will be countless people in the world. Is that so? ”

"yes, isn't that written about meeting each other? It just so happens that the question you came out of is a thousand miles away, and you're about to run to the City God Temple from here, hahaha. ”

Li Zhong sighed and said: "Liu Gongzi, Liu Gongzi, no wonder you have participated in the "Falling Flowers" club since the lyrics are always not valued, it turns out that you don't want to write well, but you really don't have the ability to do so, this technique is just a breakthrough in the artistic conception of the word, see a leaf falling and know the autumn solstice, see the drizzle and read the spring water is the resonance of the place, let me ask, the difficulty of seeing each other, the joy of seeing each other, how does the word perform? ”

That Liu Gongzi said: "It's to the extreme." ”

"Then can't you experience the pain of parting from this ultimate joy of meeting? The more joyful the meeting, it means the more heart-piercing lovesickness, the meaning of this word is the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl Magpie Bridge Meeting, meet once a year, the taste of parting ecstasy after the meeting, do you still need to use words to express? ”

Su Jin nodded secretly, Li Chong is a true talent, a true literati quality, sentimental, emotionally rich, good at association and summary, this poem shows a unique meaning in his mouth with a little tasting.

Su Jin was also a talented person majoring in Chinese in later generations, and the most common and pertinent evaluation of this poem at that time was to affirm the epoch-making concept of love in the last two sentences, deny the vulgar life of Chaohuan and Twilight, and praise the eternal loyal love, which is rare in the era in which Qin Guan lived, which is also the essence of this word.

Li Chong rarely hurts people positively, but this time he hit that Liu Gongzi mercilessly, which is tantamount to saying that Liu Gongzi has not learned enough, let alone writing, and he can't understand it.

Everyone looked at Liu Gongzi pitifully, under such a fool's errand, it is estimated that the next gathering of the "Falling Flowers" Poetry Society will not see him, a few people almost echoed Liu Gongzi's words just now, and this time they were happy in their hearts: Fortunately, there is no impulse, it is better to hide the ugliness, and the ancients are honest and do not deceive me.

The crowd naturally gathered around Su Jin, and Su Jin enjoyed the reverence of everyone chasing stars, and he was content in his heart.

"Su Gongzi is only eight buckets high, and he is really a genius in the world."

"This poem will soon spread all over the Great Song Dynasty, and Su Gongzi's name is about to crown the world, and we can become Su Gongzi's friends, fortunately!"

"It's really a blessing to be able to read Su Gongzi's masterpiece."

The sons and talented women are gossiping and not stingy with praise, so Su Jin has come to the sky.

What's more, several little talented girls began to ask questions.

"What books does Su Gongzi like to read on weekdays? What tunes to listen to? ”

"Su Gongzi, what is your favorite color?"

"Who is the person who has influenced you the most in Su Gongzi?"

"Su Gongzi, what is your favorite dish? The slave family is not talented, and the boiled fish head is barely ......"

"Su Gongzi ......"

Su Jin was stunned, it turned out that ancient people would also chase stars and gossip; After coping with this time, he was more tired than doing farm work for three days, and he began to sweat all over, so he had to look at Li Zhong like a helper.

Li Chong also felt that these people didn't look like words, and they had completely lost their reserve and self-esteem, and couldn't help but sigh that they were not ladylike, why did they blindly pull so many people into the poetry club.

"What do you do? What kind of person is a bit of a reader, Su Gongzi is already a member of my "Falling Flowers" club, and there will be many opportunities to meet in the future, so noisy, will he dare to come in the future? Li Chongyi counted sternly, and stopped everyone's gossip.

Everyone was ashamed of their appearance and lost their manners, and hurriedly dressed up one by one, and suddenly heard Li Zhong say softly: "Master Su, can you sign your name......"

The crowd almost didn't get angry.

Finally calmed down, Su Jin wanted to find the four people to do a day of free hard labor tomorrow, but he couldn't find them, and when he asked Fang again, they had taken advantage of the chaos to flash people, and the boat on the lake carried the four losers and fled.

Then Su Jin was in all directions, there were a group of followers everywhere he went, and Su Jin was also forced to express some views on poetry, these theories were of course brought by later generations, with novel views and unique insights, which made everyone stunned, but they felt quite reasonable after savoring it.

For example, Su Jin euphemistically pointed out that the literary style of the world is more than graceful and not bold enough, which is a portrayal of the comfortable life of the literati in the world.

Of course, Su Jin can't say it too directly, he says it on his lips, but he likes this tone very much in his heart, this is the petty bourgeoisie, this is the welfare of the literati of the Northern Song Dynasty, looking at which dynasty and which generation have such a comfortable and wonderful life.

The more everyone listened, the more they felt that Su Jin didn't look like a businessman at all, and they couldn't identify him with the image of the person who was still holding the inkstone just now as the same person, and the more they were in this way, the more interested they were in Su Jin.

Unconsciously, it was nearly noon, three small boats carrying dozens of plates of wine and food were sent to the island, and they sat around in the pavilion to eat, and it was the first-class banquet in Hefeng Building.

Su Jin thought while eating: The business can't be delayed, when they wipe their mouths, I will make an advertisement, otherwise these people will run away, where will I go to arrest them.

Lunch is over, after a short rest, Su Jin took out more than ten paintings of Rou Niang Huanniang sisters in the cloth bag like a dog skin plaster, flattened them one by one and clamped them on the color rope, and everyone lazily gathered around to see, the paintings were painted with more than a dozen of Su Ji's latest high-end clothing renderings.

Li Zhong rolled his eyes, this Su Jin still couldn't forget the purpose of coming, so he began to turn his poetry club into a shop, because he promised first, it was inconvenient to stop it, so he had to gather around and watch it together.

Su Jin coughed and began to sell clothes: "Friends, I think you have learned that I Su Ji has been in Luzhou City recently, you may not have been there in person, today coincides with the meeting, Su wants to discuss with you about dressing." ”

Everyone was puzzled, and someone said: "Master Su, today is the time when the gathering of friends is supposed to be a poem and a poem, how can you talk about such mundane things as dressing and serving." ”

Some people turned their heads to see Li Chong's reaction, Li Chong is the master who doesn't rub sand in his eyes, and he won't tolerate Su Jin messing around here.

But Li Chong just smiled and watched, which seemed to ignore the meaning and shocked everyone.

Su Jin smiled and said: "What this benevolent brother said just now, I dare not agree with it, everyone here is the top figure in Luzhou City, Brother Li can gather you together every other month, what a grand event, how can such an elite gathering only talk about poetry and nothing else, if you follow what you say, this occasion should be an occasion where poetry and songs, scenery and moon, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, clothing, food, housing and transportation can be talked about." ”

When everyone heard that he stuffed food, clothing, housing and transportation into the poems, songs, and scenery, which seemed nondescript, some people immediately refuted it, saying that trivial matters such as clothing, food, housing and transportation did not fit the atmosphere.

Su Jin said with a smile: "You are wrong again, food, clothing, housing and transportation are elegant things, if you just think that talking about poetry and words is an elegant thing, it will be one-sided, why?" Listen to me speak slowly for you. ”

When everyone heard him speak, their interest increased, and they waited and saw how he would say that eating, dressing, walking, and sleeping were elegant things.