Lu Chensheng wrote the poem and sat aside with the scholars to drink.

At this time, Yunyun copied several copies of the poem by herself and asked her maid to send the poem away.

The girls who were preparing for the poetry meeting suddenly saw a maid hurriedly holding a piece of paper and bringing it to the poetry meeting.

"Miss He, this is a Lantern Festival poem written by Mr. Li. My lady specially asked my slave to send it to me."

With that said, he handed over the poem.

"Oh, those scholars also wrote Lantern Festival poems? I originally thought that since those scholars were unwilling to come to the poetry meeting, they must not be able to write poems, but I didn't expect that some scholars actually wrote them."

Cai Ziwei said slightly surprised at this moment.

The other talented women on the side nodded their heads one by one at this moment, which felt a bit unexpected.

He Sijun smiled slightly when he heard this, "Let's see how Mr. Li writes."

"That's fine. I'll wait and see what he writes before it's too late to write."

"Well, I hope those scholars won't let me down this time."

The girls pursed their lips slightly, and turned their heads to look over as they chuckled, their eyes full of curiosity.

"The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night. It even blows down, and the stars are like rain."

He Sijun on the side spread out the paper, then raised his eyes and looked over. When the poem caught his eye, he couldn't help but recite it softly.

When the poem was slowly read out, her pretty face suddenly changed slightly.

At this time, the faces of the other women also changed.

"The fragrance of BMWs and cars fills the road. The sound of phoenix and flute makes the fish and dragons dance all night long."

Cai Ziwei couldn't help but continue to read, and the strange color in her eyes became more and more intense.

The other women's eyes were flashing with light at this moment, and they couldn't wait to continue watching.

"The moths are like snow and willows are golden, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance..."

"The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly I looked back, and there he was, in a dimly lit place."

All the girls were silent at this moment, and they all stared at the poem blankly.

After a while, they looked at each other and said, "Are we still writing poems?"

He Sijun was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then glanced at the poem in front of her. In her mind at the moment, there was only one night of fish and dragon dancing, and the crowd searched for these poems thousands of times.

At this moment, she had completely lost the interest in writing poetry before. She just felt that if she were to write a poem, she would definitely be ashamed of herself compared to the poem in front of her.

Hearing this, the other women looked at each other and shook their heads.

"With this pearl in front of us, how can we dare to compete for the bright light?"

"Yes, I only have this poem in my mind right now, but I can't write it when asked."

The women on the side shook their heads at this moment, they were not thinking about writing anymore.

Cai Ziwei also shook her head at this moment, "I didn't think that this scholar didn't write poems with us, but what he wrote was so good. This is already a model for everyone."

"I think Mr. Li has never thought about participating in a poetry meeting and writing poems. That's why I haven't seen him appear at our poetry meeting."

"Which Mr. Li is this Mr. Li?"

When everyone asked this question, they immediately glanced at the paper subconsciously, and then they saw the three characters Li Junfang written in Juanxiu small characters on the paper.

Cai Ziwei was stunned when she saw this, and immediately recalled the man who was fishing alone in the cold snow on the river bank.

Did he write this poem?

Cai Ziwei had mixed feelings when she thought of this.

With such a talented poet, I still think that the poems written by him are mediocre, which is really embarrassing!

But among the people searching for him countless times, who could they be referring to?

At this moment, the other women were all thinking the same thing, how great would it be if this person was referring to themselves?

The girls thought for a moment and then came back to their senses. As soon as this poem came out, they might say that there are no talented people in Chunnan City in the future, but they would have to change it.

After all, this poem is far beyond them, and the previous one, "The West Wind Withered the Green Trees Last Night," was also very well written.

From these two songs, we can fully see the talent of Mr. Li, and the hearts of all the girls were suddenly moved.

It's a pity that the other party seems to be a bride-in-law...

What a pity...

....

By the time Lu Chensheng returned to the Bai Mansion, it was already getting late.

I originally thought that if it ended too early, I could still take Xiaoyu to guess lantern riddles or something.

Lu Chensheng looked at the two lanterns in his hands. They were obtained by guessing lantern riddles when he came back.

I don’t know if Xiaoyu and I like it.

Lu Chensheng entered the Bai Mansion, and then saw Xiaoyu and the two girls had returned.

"Uncle!"

Seeing Lu Chensheng return, Xiaoyu immediately took a step forward.

"Here, here's your lantern."

Lu Chensheng handed the lantern to Xiaoyu, and then handed it to Bai Yi who was standing aside.

After Bai Yi took over, his expression didn't change much.

Xiaoyu looked at it several times with joy, and then looked up at her uncle.

"Uncle, that Lantern Festival poem you wrote has been searched for thousands of times. Who are you looking for?"

As he said that, he looked at Lu Chensheng with great curiosity.

At this moment, even Bai Yi on the side turned to look over, seeming to be extremely concerned.

Lu Chensheng was startled when he heard this, "How do you know that my uncle wrote poems?"

"My uncle, don't you know yet? The poem about the Qingyu Case you wrote has spread throughout Chunnan City."

Because Yunyun sent the poems to some of her friends, and the circle of literati was originally very small, it didn't take a moment for this poem to be sent, and the poem "Qingyu Case" was spread in the streets and alleys.

Only Lu Chensheng didn't know it at this time.

Lu Chensheng was stunned when he heard this. He probably didn't expect such a situation.

"Uncle, you haven't said who it is yet?"

Xiaoyu asked again.

Lu Chensheng waved his hand when he heard this, "Poems are just words written at random."

Lu Chensheng didn't answer, just said something perfunctory, and then went back to the house. He drank a lot tonight, and Lu Chensheng was feeling a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that Lu Chensheng didn't answer, Xiaoyu was a little disappointed and felt angry.

The lady is just standing by, wouldn’t my uncle say something nice?

Thinking of this, Xiaoyu looked at the lady on the side and asked tentatively.

"Miss, the meaning in this poem must be referring to the young lady."

Bai Yi heard this and glanced at Xiaoyu, "He can refer to whoever he likes."

After saying that, she turned around and left. The keen Xiaoyu noticed that her young lady lightly stamped her feet when she left. Apparently, her young lady was not as indifferent as she seemed.

They were all low-alcohol wine, but you would still get drunk if you drank too much. Lu Chensheng fell asleep not long after returning to the house.
Chapter completed!