The moon is close to the sky.

The lanterns on the roof suddenly went out, and the lobby immediately became dim. The quiet cold light slanted in from the small window of Yanyu Tower and gathered in the center of the stage. Chu Yunqiao walked barefoot into the center of the moonlight amid a chorus of exclamations.

, followed by Tao Niang with a frosty face.

Flowers need green leaves to set off. If Chuyunqiao is a beautiful flower, then Tao Niang is a very suitable green leaf. It’s not that Tao Niang is not good-looking. She is only thirty years old and as plump as a ripe red peach.

Charming is the object that many elegant people are willing to spend a lot of money to become their servants. But standing next to Chu Yunqiao, who makes thousands of beautiful flowers eclipse, she looks much inferior, and can be regarded as a pretty good green leaf.

The eyes of everyone in the lobby were focused on Chu Yunqiao like moonlight. Many guests who were holding other girls in their arms seemed to have forgotten the movements of their hands or mouths at this moment, and stretched their necks to look at Chu Yunqiao.

On the stage, some even felt that the beauty in their arms was a bit in the way, so they simply pushed it away and stared at the exquisite and beautiful jasmine flower in the moonlight with dry mouth.

Chu Yunqiao held a cherry blossom fan, squatted down and saluted, his red lips were slightly parted, and his voice was like an orchid in the empty valley, "Thank you all for participating in today's poetry meeting. I am very grateful. I will play a clear song for you all later."

Help poetry flourish!"

"Okay!" There was an overwhelming response from the audience.

"Today's poetry meeting has no special emphasis, and there is no limit to the theme." Chu Yunqiao glanced at the first-class seat on the second floor, No. 13, where Shen Xiaojia was sitting, intentionally or unintentionally, and said calmly, "It's just about meeting friends with poetry, everyone can

Give full play to your talents and be the best in poetry... After the banquet, the little lady will have a drink with you and enjoy the flowers and the moon together."

After Chu Yunqiao finished speaking the last word, many elegant scholars in the lobby who claimed to have some poetic talent couldn't help but blush. You must know that some people spent a lot of money and never had a drink with Chu Yunqiao, let alone a flower.

The month before last, when we were alone together... many people had already begun to think about it and were breathing rapidly.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from a corner of the audience, "Miss Yunqiao, may I ask what is the best way to be poetic?"

Everyone immediately looked around and saw a man in a blue shirt holding a wine glass, taking a sip and adding calmly and calmly, "Everyone has different standards for judging a good poem.

I think a yellow dog is white on the body, and a white dog is yellow on the body is a good poem. Some people think that only the moonlight in front of the bed and the frost on the ground can be called a masterpiece... If everyone here thinks that their own is the best, then Yun

Miss Qiao, you are very busy tonight..."

"How dare you! How dare you talk to Miss Yunqiao like this? You are so busy tonight..."

"Well, I think what this person said makes sense. After all, there is only one person in Yunqiao, and there are only a few hours in this night. There should be a standard for judging, otherwise some people who are just pretending to be fake will get the same treatment as us, then it won't be right.

It’s beautiful, but it doesn’t smell good either…”

His words caused a stir, and the hall was filled with divergent opinions, chatter, and noise.

Chu Yunqiao frowned slightly, glanced at the man in blue shirt, coughed slightly, and explained, keeping an elegant smile on his face, "Young masters, please rest assured, the situation mentioned by the young master just now will not happen..."

Pointing to a certain wing on the second floor with closed doors and windows, "The little girl is worried that her level is not enough, so she has already invited some old gentlemen who compiled Daqing poems. All the poems tonight will be judged by those gentlemen."

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As soon as he finished speaking, a window in the wing suddenly opened. Several old men with white hair and silver beards stood in front of the window with expressionless faces, and glanced coldly at everyone below. One of the old men with a goatee coughed heavily.

Twice, he stared at the man in blue shirt with half a smile and said, "Chess idiot, do you think I am qualified to judge your poetry?"

Shi Yan, who was wearing a green shirt, was startled for a moment. After seeing the old man's face clearly, he quickly put down his wine glass, stood up, bowed respectfully and said, "It's a student who is rude. You are naturally qualified. If Wen Yuan

Even the bachelors of the university don’t know how to appreciate poetry, so no one in Daqing knows what good poetry is... As long as you are here, the students will not dare to show their shame, so they should go home to wash and sleep..."

The old man with the goatee sneered, narrowed his eyes and said, "You are so weird there. I don't know why you are here, and I won't put on your shoes just because of the different political opinions between you and your mentor...I am here tonight just

I heard that there is a great person in the Moon City, so I would like to take this opportunity to take a look. I still have some magnanimity about poetry and people, so please show off your shame openly!"

When the old man with the goatee finished talking to Shi Yan, there was a sudden silence in the Yanyu Building. Many people had no idea of ​​showing off their talents at this moment. Shi Yan, a chess fanatic, was proficient in chess, and he was outstanding in the other three.

Prominent in the Daqing poetry collection, a song "The Sapphire Case" has been widely circulated, and the line "When will the yellow dog swing? The cold current is light, Wei Laozun is drinking, and it is raining in front of the light at dawn" which has made many people feel proud of themselves.

A scholar full of poetic talent is ashamed.

Moreover, the judges this time also include the bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion. A brothel poetry club in Xiaoxiaoyue City actually hides such a literary giant. Who can have the slightest confidence to reveal what is in his belly?

If not, it would really make people laugh.

Chu Yunqiao saw that everyone was silent, and the atmosphere in the venue instantly dropped to the extreme. He sighed slightly, winked at Tao Niang, took the Qinglian Guqin, and sat down in the middle of the stage, as green as green onions.

She stroked the strings with her fingers, "Everyone, please think about it for a while. The little girl will play a song of spring and snow for everyone to help you feel happy!"

The sound of the piano suddenly rises, like a refreshing sweet spring flowing in the Yanyu Tower. People can't help but immerse themselves in it, forget their worries, and feel as if they are intoxicated.

The old man with a goatee was also shaking his head and tapping the window frame to the rhythm of the piano music.

Shi Yan, a chess fanatic, was also holding his chopsticks and tapping his wine glass, looking contented.

The green-robed Yan Qi also followed suit, but he was really tone-deaf and didn't know the sublime music of the piano. He just felt that the Chu Yun Bridge at this moment was particularly charming, more alluring than the bright moon in the sky.

The chirping Shen Xiaojia was an exception. He was the only one in the Yanyu Building who was not intoxicated by the sound of the piano or the moving figure of Chu Yunqiao. He was just intoxicated by the pot of sake and the plate of spicy braised beef.

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Because the chirping sound was so loud, first Yan Qi woke up with a look of astonishment on his face, and then the first-class guests at several nearby tables. Then everyone in the lobby looked at Shen Xiaojia, including Chu Yunqiao on the stage.

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, Chu Yunqiao chuckled, stood up, tilted his head to look at Shen Xiaojia, shook his cherry blossom fan a few times, and said softly, "Mr. Shen, you are eating so happily, you must have already made up your mind, you might as well do it now

How about sharing it with everyone?”
Chapter completed!