With the one hundred taels of silver notes in his pocket, Li Chenan stayed in the backyard for half an hour.

It's not that he was going to write those poems again. He was able to sell those poems for one hundred taels of silver just because the handsome young man needed it. Such business was rare but hard to come by, so he didn't think about selling it again.

Two songs.

He is drawing the utensils needed for wine making.

These things need to be made to order, which requires a lot of work, including blacksmiths, carpenters, bricklayers and potters.

Some tasks require people to come here to do them, some utensils can be purchased in the West Market, and some need to be made in a craftsman's shop.

Therefore, no aspect should be sloppy. He even marked the specifications and the requirements he wanted in order to get it done in one go.

He doesn't like trouble, and it's best if things can be done right away.

After a careful inspection, Li Chenan was convinced that nothing was missing, so he put the papers into his arms,

Then I saw that it was almost noon, so I should go out to have a meal and then arrange all these things.

He walked out without locking the door, because there was nothing worth worrying about in this house.

While walking, I was thinking about something, and naturally I thought of the cultural gathering at Huaping Lake.

I don’t know if the handsome young man won the Wengui title with the poem he bought for a hundred taels of silver.

He smiled hoarsely, thinking that with so many people painting the screen on the lakeside, he probably hadn't even finished the couplets at this time. He would have to wait for the final result in the evening.

He was right in his estimation. There are still many people painting Pingtung.

So Zhongli Ruoshui did not board the boat, she still stayed with Ning Chuchu in the misty rain pavilion surrounded by curtains.

It's just that she didn't pick up the cakes in the food box at this moment, and seemed to have forgotten the deliciousness of Kyoto Yunjinji cakes. Her eyes widened and she even held her breath, carefully reading the poem on the paper in front of her.

In terms of literary attainments, Zhongli Ruoshui is indeed much better than Ning Chuchu.

After all, there are specialties in martial arts, but what Ning Chuchu is more passionate about is martial arts.

After Zhiyuan told the two girls about the conversation with Li Chenan, she presented the piece of paper bought with one hundred taels of silver to Ning Chuchu.

Of course, Ning Chuchu and Zhongli Ruoshui were quite surprised.

The first is that the man really has no intention of coming to attend the cultural gathering, which shows that he has no intention of becoming Zhongli's uncle.

Previously, Zhongli Ruoshui thought that the man was quite self-aware and knew that it would be difficult to get ahead among the students who were like a crucian carp crossing the river, so it was better to give up than to put in all the effort.

Even if the couplet was given the highest rating after being passed to three bachelors, she was only a little curious about the young man.

It would be best if he could come, but if he didn't come... would the third young lady of the dignified Zhongli Mansion still worry about not being able to find a good son-in-law to marry?

Let's talk about the role of couplets in poetry. Obviously poetry is more difficult. Zhongli Ruoshui did not expect that the fourth princess would have an amazing talent when she met a man by chance.

But now, it's obviously not like that.

When she was writing that poem, she seemed to have met that person. She was sad because of the artistic conception in the poem.

I haven't felt this way for a long time.

He is really talented, and he is a good guy!

But he is not interested in recruiting a son-in-law for his literary skills...

This was a small blow to the third daughter of the Zhongli family who had always been conceited.

The second is that this poem is worth a hundred taels of silver... Such a good poem is measured in silver, which seems a bit blasphemous to Miss Zhongli——

Words are sacred!

Good poems and articles are even more fascinating and thought-provoking!

How can this be linked to money?

This is a huge disrespect for poetry!

"This prodigal... he sold it cheap!"

The third Miss Zhongli was very frustrated and said angrily: "With the level of this word, I would have to sell ten thousand gold to match it!"

"Is this word really that good?" Ning Chuchu asked in surprise.

Zhongli Ruoshui took a deep breath and nodded firmly: "Excellent!"

After thinking about it, I felt that these two words were not enough to describe this poem, so I added another sentence: "This last sentence alone can be included in the top... top fifty of "The Collection of Ning Shi Ci Yuan"!"

Ning Chuchu was really surprised. Three hundred years after the founding of the Ning Kingdom, successive emperors promoted civilized rule, resulting in countless literati.

Naturally, there are many famous people here, and the poems written by these people have been praised by students all over the world. Then Taiyuan University compiled a book called "Ning Shi Ci Yuan Bai Yuan".

It contains one hundred of the most essential poems in the past three hundred years. Take out any one of them and it will be unsurpassed!

But now Zhongli Ruoshui said that this poem can be included in the top fifty of this masterpiece... Doesn't that person also have the talent of everyone?

The poem "Longing for Acacia, Cherishing the Plum Blossoms" once written by Hua Man Ting Hua Lao Da Ru seems to be ranked thirty-sixth in this collection of poems. In this way, the young man's attainments in poetry, or at least in this poem, are

His level is already close to that of Hua Lao Da Ru?

Yes, the last sentence has such a long and lasting charm that it is really heart-breaking.

No wonder she said this word is worth ten thousand dollars!

"But this is also my judgment. There may be some subjective methods to judge it more fairly... I need to ask Mr. Hua to convene seven people to jointly appreciate it."

"But no matter what the final result is, for me, this poem is the leader of today's literary circles!"

Ning Chuchu nodded slightly, but there was a look of doubt on her face, "Do you think... how much emotional pain did he have to suffer to make such unforgettable words?"

"Hey... how do I know? But he must be a person with a story, not as superficial as that guy Chen Zhe!"

"Such a person has already tasted the pain of love. If you really win his heart, he will cherish it even more. So, this is not a bad thing."

Zhongli Ruoshui turned to Zhiyuan and asked, "What's his name?"

Zhiyuan was startled and said in an embarrassed low voice: "This is my fault. I never thought he had such a talent. I didn't ask."

"where does he live?"

"At the east end of Erjinggou Alley, there is a big banyan tree, which is easy to identify."

"Come on, let's go meet him!"

Ning Chuchu was startled, "Are you in such a hurry? Is it difficult to find out where he is staying? I think you should deal with the things here first... Do you still want to choose this son-in-law?"

Zhongli Ruoshui shrugged, took another piece of pastry and stuffed it into her mouth. Suddenly she felt that Yun Jinji's pastry had no taste. Her mind was still on this poem, and then it drifted to that person.

"You still have to choose. After all, you must not marry that boy Cheng Zhe, but..."

Zhongli Ruoshui leaned over, his eyes sparkling, "Tell me again what he looked like when he was born!"

Ning Chuchu glanced at her, thinking that this little girl's thoughts may have been seduced by that person. After seeing this poem, she no longer has much interest in so many young people outside.

"Looks...can't be said to be very handsome. His rough eyes have nothing to do with his appearance as a scholar. He has a pretty good figure and a very stable temperament. If he has some skills, he would be suitable to work as a secret agent in the Lijing Department."

"Don't try to trick him," Zhongli Ruoshui glanced at Ning Chuchu, "Your Lijing Department are all women, so it's not appropriate for him to run away to a man like him. Besides, a man of letters cannot be judged by his appearance. Who said that a man of letters must be delicate?

Is that Zhou Daru from the Imperial Academy delicate?"

"I said, call someone from Lijing Division to check you, or I can call my family to check, as long as your life experience is innocent,"

Zhongli Ruoshui's face flushed slightly, and he took another piece of pastry, with a touch of spring on his face, "It's okay to be poor, I have plenty of money!"

"It doesn't matter if the house is simple, I will pay for a big house!"

"It doesn't matter if I am born in a humble position, I am from a wealthy family!"

She rolled her eyes and said, "I guess I don't have any fame either. It's nothing. We don't need it."

Ning Chuchu was stunned.

"Then what point did you hit him?"

"Without indifference, there is no clear ambition; without tranquility, there is no progress... Do you remember the Prime Minister of Shang who was born during the Dade period?"

Ning Chuchu was immediately surprised.

Dade is the reign name of the sixth emperor of Ningguo, a hundred years ago.

The famous Prime Minister of Shang Dynasty was born in common people and worked in Shangping.

At that time, Princess Yuhua was traveling around the world and was taking a break on her way to Shangping. She happened to meet Shang Buqi who was getting up from the fields.

It is said that the sunset was just right that day, and the young man Shang Buqi, carrying a hoe, recited a poem to the sunset, which is the song "Qing Ping" that is ranked 22nd in "Ning Shi Ji Yuan Bai Pian"

"Happy Spring Eve".

Princess Yuhua was so amazed by the poem that she stayed and performed a wonderful phoenix seeking the phoenix.

Shang Buqi had no fame, no name, and was very poor, but Princess Yuhua used her wise eyes to choose Shang Buqi. One of the reasons was the poem, and the second reason was Shang Buqi's poem.

A famous saying——

'Without indifference, there is no clear ambition; without tranquility, there is no way to reach far!'

At this moment, Zhongli Ruoshui actually compared that man to Shang Buqi...

"Ningguo has only produced one prime minister in civilian clothes so far! In addition..."

Ning Chuchu also leaned over, with a sly smile on her face, and she whispered: "You, I am a princess too!"

Zhongli Ruoshui suddenly felt bad.

She glared at Ning Chuchu, "But Princess Yuhua is full of poems and books, and the two of them got married, which is called Qinse Heming, you..."

She raised her eyebrows, not caring about Princess Ning Chuchu's identity at all, "You are good at wielding a sword, but that young man can't accompany you to travel around the world, so I am more suitable."

Ning Chuchu suddenly laughed.

"I'm just kidding you. Do you really think you can pick up a Shang Bu weapon?"

"Hehe, I can't say necessarily."

"But Shang Buqi is not only good at poetry, he knows a lot more. And that boy..."

At this moment, Zhiyuan suddenly remembered the last words Li Chenan said to him, and she quickly whispered:

"Your Highness, the servant said something before he left. He said... please come to his small courtyard in three to five days. He invited your Highness to drink a glass of wine he brewed. From what he said, he seemed to know how to brew wine.

.”

"liquor?"

"Well, that's what he said. And, Your Highness, he seems to have many such words in his hand."

Ning Chuchu and Zhongli Ruoshui were immediately startled and asked in unison: "Really?"

Zhiyuan swallowed, she did not expect that a random poem by that unknown young man could be worth tens of thousands of dollars!

If I had known earlier, I would have bought them all for him!

"Anyway, he was holding a stack of paper in his hand at the time. The slave girl must be real."

"By the way, Yuheng must know."

"Go and ask Yu Heng to come back... Also, ask Kaiyang to check his background, quickly!"
Chapter completed!