Looking at the plum blossoms on the tree, a poem flashed through Lin Dong's mind. It was a poem about plum blossoms that he had memorized when he was a child. He immediately read out the poem.

Wind and rain send spring back, flying snow welcomes spring

The cliff is already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches;

Qiao doesn't fight for spring, she only repays spring when it comes.

When the mountain flowers were in full bloom, he was laughing from them.

This poem about fortune tellers and plum blossoms is surprisingly appropriate here, which is really an unexpected surprise. This poem means that in the middle of winter, the sky is filled with snow, but the news of spring has been faintly revealed. One "send" and one "welcome", "spring returns"

"Spring has arrived," the sequence of the natural world is changing. Although there is a temporary loss, there is still hope of "spring has arrived." Although these two sentences are about natural phenomena, they reflect the poet's optimism about the future. "

"The cliff is already covered with hundreds of feet of ice." It seems to be a description of the current weather, and it is extremely appropriate to use it in the current situation of the Ming Dynasty.

In the severe cold days, "there are still pretty flowers and branches". The word "pretty" expresses the charm of plum blossoms with jade bones and ice hearts that dare to brave the frost and resist the cold and bloom in the face of difficulties. It is the same as Lu You's "divination operator" "Ode to Plum Blossoms".

The plum blossoms that "bloom lonely without a master and are alone in the dusk" are completely opposite in nature. "Beautiful" is the author's praise for the author's perseverance in a difficult and difficult environment.

After listening to Lin Dong's recitation, the whole garden fell into silence and everyone was lost in thought. Soon a burst of thunderous applause erupted. With such an appropriate poem, such a lofty artistic conception, and such an optimistic spirit, everyone who listened was lifted up.

Especially Miss Wuyue, she was still worried about an upcoming troublesome event and her interest was not high. The reason why she held this cultural gathering was also related to this matter. She never thought that she would be dying this time.

Struggle actually leads to talent.

Just imagine, how many people can express the spirit of plum blossoms in such a vivid way? If we talk about poetry alone, this poem is even better than Hou Chaozong, the son of Fushe. If this person takes action...

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Thinking of this, Xiao Wu's face turned red, as if she had suddenly thought of something, and she looked at the stranger in front of her eagerly, feeling a little more expectant in her heart.

"Miss, do you want to invite him over to talk?" Although the maid next to her was not as talented as the little dancing girl, her ability to observe people's emotions was not bad at all. Seeing the difference in the young lady's face, she asked in a low voice.

"Don't be in a hurry!" After all, Xiaowu girl has seen the big world. Although her heart is hot, she doesn't dare to act too hastily, and waved her hands and said.

The maid agreed, then coughed and said, "Miss, the literary meeting can begin."

Xiao Wu coughed and said: "This young master is a great talent, don't you know his surname?"

"I'm at Lindong."

"It turns out it's Lin Dong, here to show Mr. Lin his seat..."

After Lin Dong sat down, everyone became active again. Some talented people had even found pens and paper to copy down the poems Lin Dong had just written, preparing to take them out and show them off.

Indeed, in the Ming Dynasty, there were indeed many good articles, but when it came to poetry, they were somewhat lacking. Even the famous Fourth Young Master of Fushe rarely published any famous poems.

Seeing that Lin Dong was so talented, Wang Zhidong stood up and said with a laugh: "I never thought Brother Lin was so talented. Why didn't you tell me earlier? I was worried that Brother Lin wouldn't be able to enter the gate just now. It seems I was overly worried.

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Lin Dong saw that this man had no ill intentions, and immediately said with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Wang. I also get some good words from time to time, so I am just lucky."

Wang Zhidong waved his hand and said, "Young Master Lin is too modest."

Then he turned around and said to the talented man who had just embarrassed Lin Dong: "This young master seems to have come well prepared. He might as well display his masterpieces for us to observe."

The talented man's face turned red. He had indeed composed a poem that he thought was good. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to show it off in order to win the favor of the little dancing girl, but he never thought that Cheng Yaojin would show up halfway.

, putting yourself in a dilemma.

"Young Master Wang is joking. I can't show off my meager skills. I don't dare to dance the sword in front of Guan Gong."

Wang Zhidong originally wanted to ridicule the other party, but he didn't expect that the other party was very self-aware and refused to accept his trick. He had no choice but to give up and immediately suggested: "Since Mr. Lin has made a start for all the talented people, I will also write a poem.

Throw bricks and attract jade."

After saying that, Wang Zhidong was not polite and started writing a poem. Seeing that Wang Zhidong actually wrote a poem, everyone gathered around him.

Soon, after the poem was finished, the talented people who were watching read the poem again. It was a poem praising the little dancing girl. The content was not new, and it was certainly not comparable to Lin Dong's poem.

With Wang Gongzi taking the lead, other talented people who came to participate in the literary meeting also wrote down the poems they had long thought of.

However, with the brilliance of Lin Dong's poems, these new works seemed a bit clumsy. Moreover, when Lin Dong's poems came out, the minds of all the talented people had already flown away. Therefore, after a literary meeting, everyone was not interested.

too high.

On the contrary, the little dancing girl suddenly became interested after reading Lin Dong's poems. She politely read each talent's work and even gave corresponding comments.

Unknowingly, the literary meeting was coming to an end. According to the news they had long inquired about, the winner of this literary meeting would have the opportunity to be alone in a room with the little dancing girl.

However, with Lin Dong here, everyone has given up on the illusion. What they want to do most now is to go out quickly and publicize the poems they have written, for fear that they will be overtaken by others if they arrive late. As for the little dancing girl, she must

There is no chance to be alone in a room.

Sure enough, the maid quickly announced the result, and the candidate was Lin Dong.

Even though Wen Wu was the best, if the distance was too far, no one would have the nerve to lick his face, so Lin Dong naturally became the talented person Xiaowu girl met alone.

Although everyone was prepared, when they saw Lin Dong entering the room at the invitation of the little dancing girl, their faces showed envy and jealousy.

I just wish I could be alone with the little dancing girl.

When they came to the room, the two of them sat down respectively. Only then did Lin Dong fully see the appearance of the little dancing girl.

Xiao Wu has a sweet appearance, her skin is like cream, and she has a long figure. She is different from the average women of this era. She is bulging in places that should be bulged and curled in places that should be. She is on par with the beauties he has seen before. This is

In the late Ming Dynasty, an era of severe nutritional deficiencies, it seemed a bit unusual. No wonder it was able to capture the heart of Zhu Guoxiang.

"The little dancing girl is polite." Lin Dong sighed in his heart, but he did not forget the etiquette.

Seeing Lin Dong not squinting, Xiao Wu was obviously taken aback. The men she had seen ranged from one thousand to eight hundred. When the men saw her, they all looked coveted. Lin Dong was not surprised at all by her beauty.

, it seems that if this person is not really a gentleman, he is a well-informed person.

Thinking of this, Xiao Wu couldn't help but nodded secretly and looked at Lin Dong more highly.

"Young master must not be from Fengyang, right?"

"Yes, I am from Andong County. I came to Fengyang this time mainly to escort the autumn grain." Lin Dong said without hiding anything.

"It turns out that Mr. Lin is from Andong County. No wonder the little girl has never heard of it. I think because of the young master's talent, if he is a talented scholar from Fengyang, the little girl should have heard of it by now."

"Little dancing girl deserves a prize." Lin Dong shook his head and said.

"Master Lin, just call me Wuyue." Xiao Wuqiong lowered her head and whispered, obviously a little shy to say her name in front of Lin Dong, a stranger whom she met for the first time.

"It turns out it's Miss Wuyue. In that case, it's better to be respectful than to obey." Lin Dong slightly cupped his hands and was thinking about how to go straight to the topic when he heard Wuyue say: "The atmosphere of Guan Gongzi's poems is full of vitality, obviously not

Ordinary people, if a little girl wants to ask for something, she should ask the young master to agree to it."

"What's the matter?" Lin Dong frowned slightly. Before he made a request, the other party actually spoke first. He was surprised and asked immediately in confusion.

"Young Master must have also heard about the fact that Gu Hengbo, the number one singer in Nanqu, is coming to Fengyang."

"Indeed, this matter has already spread throughout the streets and alleys. Could it be that what the girl wants has something to do with Gu Hengbo?"

"Young Master is laughing at me. Wu Yue is an ordinary woman. She knows how capable she is. What kind of relationship can she have with Miss Gu?"

Then she sighed slightly and said: "It's just that Wuyue was forced to compete with Gu Hengbo, the number one in Nanqu, and the bet of that contest was something Wuyue couldn't afford to lose, so he had to compete with him."

If I don’t fight, it’s a pity that Gu Hengbo has Hou Chaozong, the fourth son of Fushe, to write lyrics for him. I want to win her this time, but I’m afraid that I’m wrong, so I held this literary meeting. Fortunately, I was able to meet Mr. Lin. As long as I

If Mr. Lin is willing to take action, he will definitely not lose to Hou Chaozong."

"ah?"

Lin Dong was shocked. He had just arrived in the Ming Dynasty and was about to compete in poetry with Hou Chaozong, one of the four young masters of Fushe.

If I only write one poem, I really don’t need to be afraid of him. After all, I still have a few poems in my stomach. When compared with Hou Chaozong, the fourth son of Fushe, I shouldn’t be at a disadvantage.

Seeing Lin Dong's contemplative look, Xiao Wu felt anxious and hurriedly stood up and said: "This matter belongs to the master alone. I also ask the master to help Wu Yue overcome this difficulty. After the matter is completed..."

Lin Dong waved his hand and said: "Miss Wuyue is too worried. It is an honor for us scholars to serve you. What's more, we can compete with Hou Fangyu, one of the four young masters of Fushe. How can I refuse?"

"I just have something to ask for, and I hope Miss Wuyue can agree."

"Oh? Tell me." Wuyue was confused, what could Lin Dong do to him?

"This is what happened." Lin Dong immediately wanted to come to Fengyang to ask for an officer from Qianhu, but unfortunately he had no relatives or friends to introduce him, so he had been here for so long without any connections. He heard that Zhu Guopian was dancing in the moon

The girl is very affectionate, so I hope that the girl can introduce herself to General Zhu and say a few kind words in front of General Zhu.

"You want to be a soldier?" Xiao Wu looked surprised.

In the Ming Dynasty, the status of military men was very low. Lin Dong was so talented that he wanted to be a soldier, which surprised Wuyue girl.

Lin Dong shook his head and said: "Now that the national affairs have become so corrupt, personal honor and disgrace don't matter. It's a shame that I am a useless scholar. I want to join the army and contribute to this country...".

Lin Dong spoke so emotionally that he actually expressed what he was thinking.

Hearing what he said, Wu Yue couldn't help but be in awe. He never expected that Lin Dong, a scholar, would say such profound words. Yes, Bai Wuyi is a scholar. When the country is in trouble, those scholars

What are you doing?

Thinking of this, Wu Yue took a deep look at him and said: "As long as Mr. Lin can help me survive this disaster, Wu Yue will go all out to help Mr. Lin fulfill his wish."
Chapter completed!