"One hundred taels!!!"

Lu Chensheng suddenly stood up, and was already drunk, but at this moment he was much more awake.

"You mean, my poem can be exchanged for one hundred taels?"

When the fifth day of the Chuwu Dynasty heard this, he looked at his young master and was a little surprised, "Yes, don't you know it yet?"

Since everyone knew Lu Chensheng's identity, who doesn't know the poem of peach blossoms, and who doesn't know the money for wine with peach blossoms?

Lu Chensheng even made the red river in the hall, which was particularly exciting.

However, there were not many poems written by Lu Chensheng himself, and most of them were hidden by the rain.

Under such circumstances, there are even less poems written by Lu Chensheng himself circulating outside.

One hundred taels of silver per poem is actually not too high.

At this moment, Shouyue's slender hand tightly pinched the wine jar, and his mood was obviously extremely uneasy.

"I'll go to tear that door!"

Shouyue put down the wine and was about to tear down the door.

When Lu Chensheng heard this, he grabbed the other party helplessly, "Forget it, isn't it just a poem? It's not a loss to exchange for you for a jar of wine."

Shouyue hesitated for a while, but finally didn't go.

Just a moment later, Samsaki's beautiful eyes slid down, and then the look of looking at Lu Chensheng became a little dangerous.

At this time, Lu Chensheng just grabbed her hand.

Seeing that Shouyue's eyes were a little wrong, Lu Chensheng looked down with his eyes, his scalp became a little numb, and he quickly let go of his hand.

Then he leaned into his arms in the fifth year of junior high school and said, "Go and get some sober soup for the young master."

Upon hearing this, the fifth day of the lunar month nodded and helped Lu Chensheng onto the chair, then ran to get sobering soup.

"What my sister just said, what does it mean to tear the door?"

Qiongyue didn't understand it very much, so she looked at Lu Chensheng and saw her husband's drunkenness, she asked about her sister.

"I didn't have money to buy wine, so I just wrote a poem for money to exchange for wine, but the poem was written directly on someone's door."

After Shouyue's explanation, Qiongyue understood it directly, and then she couldn't laugh or cry.

When people write poems, they are not writing them directly on the door, right?

My husband is afraid he has drunk too much, so he is like this.

But it is not a big deal. If someone feels that he has lost money, he will come to the Lu Mansion at any time and will not lose such a little money for him to drink.

The shopkeeper naturally didn't think about coming back to ask for money for alcohol. In fact, he was so happy at this time.

Because more and more people are reading this poem.

There are many people, so some people will inevitably buy some fine wine to go back.

And judging from this situation, what happened here is probably not enough to spread throughout the imperial capital, which makes the shopkeeper even more happy.

But the shopkeeper hadn't had fun for long, and then it became a tragedy.

The next day when the shopkeeper got up, he had already found that his door had been demolished and only one was left.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that this door could not be moved, I'm afraid it would have been removed.

The shopkeeper looked at the empty door and the door with only one line of poetry, and his face was filled with tears.

Whoever deserves to be killed by God has actually started to secretly start!

This matter also spread throughout the imperial capital and became a topic of conversation for everyone after dinner.

"Then Mr. Lu is so carefree. He wrote poems directly for money from wine. It is no regret that our talented man can do this."

"Not that? Mr. Lu is really a role model for us. If one day he can be so free and easy, it will be a waste of his hard study in this life."

The scholars were filled with emotion.

Lu Chensheng's behavior made them extremely envious.

Only when you can exchange poetry for wine is at least because this person's talent has been respected and affirmed by everyone, that is the only way to do so.

If it were an unknown person, he would have been blown out by the shopkeeper.

And it is this reputation that makes them envious.

In fact, they already thought of it.

Such an elegant story of changing poems to wine will definitely be passed down in the future.

As long as this poem is always there, future generations will definitely pass on what happened today.

Such elegant things are not the ones you do, so how can they not be envious?

At this moment, not only these scholars, but also the daughters in the imperial capital, and the women who are waiting to be in the boudoir are all in their hearts.

They did not see this poem in time, they could only listen to what outsiders said and copied it themselves.

Seeing this poem, it was like a scene of Mr. Lu who was writing poems on the spot and changing wine, which made them look even more confused.

"Damn it, I don't know which thief it was, why did he steal all the calligraphy written by Lu Chensheng!"

Thinking that he could not see the poems written by Lu Chensheng, some women cursed in anger.

After hearing this, they were all going to see how bold and bold the words written by Lu Chensheng were.

But after getting up this morning, I heard that the door panel written in the poem was removed directly by someone. How could I not be angry?

But now that's the case, it's useless to be angry.

Mr. Lu was also extremely cold, and he was not someone who could make an appointment with ordinary talented women like them.

When some women thought of this, they were even more frowning.

If the other talented men are famous, even if they want to make an appointment to go out for a trip, it will be simple to enjoy the flowers and the moon.

The young master Lu, who was born in the side, was extremely talented, and no one could match the Jiang Kingdom.

But if you want to get close, that's the same.

They had already sent their maids for more than ten times, but they all sank into the mud, without any ripple.

...

"What did you say? That door was stolen?"

Not long after Lu Chensheng got up, he had just put down his sword, and listened to Chu Wu quietly telling him about this matter.

Lu Chensheng was a little stunned when he heard this, and then he felt a little funny.

"Can someone steal this door and sell it?"

At this moment, Chu Wu nodded with great certainty, "Well, it's just for sale, and the price of selling is not too low."

I wrote it on the door panel, so who can sell it?

When Lu Chensheng heard this, he stopped for a while, then shook his head.

"After this, if the family is lonely, I'll sell poetry for my husband."

Lu Chensheng suddenly smiled at Qiongyue beside him and Qiongyue responded with a smile when she heard this. Judging from the current situation at home, it is basically impossible to be lonely in the family.

"Maybe you can leave some magic treasures, and when your descendants are in poverty in the future, they can also have a family background."

Lu Chensheng thought about it and said that with the money he earned now, it is indeed unlikely that his family will be lonely, so it seems that it is OK to leave it to his juniors.
Chapter completed!