As soon as Shangguan Yuan's voice fell, a scholar wrote a poem in the name of Qiu, which attracted many people on the spot. Then another scholar wrote a poem in the name of Yue, which attracted many people to applaud. The appearance of these two poems instantly opened up the hot scenes on the scene, and they wrote poems enthusiastically.
Some of the talented women also wrote some poems, especially a talented woman named Cai wrote poems with flowers as a medium, which surprised everyone, and everyone thought she could win the first place.
But some talented men were dissatisfied because the number one in the poetry club was a woman, and where was their male dignity? Therefore, all talented men meditated hard and wanted to produce poems better than flowers as a matchmaker.
"Everyone, I know that there is someone who can write better poems. He is Zhou An, a prodigy in Zhoujiazhuang." Suddenly, a talented man pointed at Zhou An and said.
Everyone looked at Zhou An, with a strange look on their faces, because they had only heard of Zhou An's name, but they did not see him. When they heard that Zhou An was here today, they wanted to find out the truth.
Zhou An touched his nose. It was not surprising that someone knew him here. The strange talented man who said his name showed a treacherous smile on his face, and he seemed to be malicious. Unfortunately, now is not a good time to capture the poetry club, otherwise he would be caught and ask.
"Since Zhou An is a talented man, please write a poem to enhance our reputation."
"With the talented and knowledgeable talents of Zhou Da, I can definitely write a good poem. Please write it for everyone to see it."
"Yes, yes, write a poem and suppress all those women."
As soon as this sentence came out, the talented women immediately stared at the talented man. The talented man immediately shrank his head and mixed into the crowd, preventing them from recognizing him.
Zhou An's eyes flashed with cold light, and he looked at the talented man, and it was him again. At this time, the talented man followed the young man who had just been in trouble with him. At this time, the young man looked at Zhou An proudly, as if saying: Xiaoyao, I won't play with you to death.
Zhou An's face turned cold. Just as he was about to walk towards him, all the talents were already surrounded by him, supporting him, wanting him to write poetry.
Zhou An had no choice but to say, "Since everyone is kind, I'm welcome to write a poem!"
"The delicate clouds are tricked, the flying stars are circulating, and the silver man is far away from each other. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world. Tenderness is like water, good time is like a dream, and I will be willing to look at the road back to the magpie bridge. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it be around day and night?"
This is one of the few poems that Zhou An found in his memory that he could still remember. It was the Magpie Bridge Fairy in Qin Guan of the Song Dynasty and the Xianyun Nianjie. Zhou An recited this poem mainly because he thought of the knot of the golden dragon and the knot of the jade phoenix, so he couldn't help but recite it.
But after reading it, he regretted it a little, mainly because Qingwu's expression was really wrong, shy and timid, and looked at him with spring. Could it be that she was thinking wrong? Well, this poem is easy to be wrong. Zhou An couldn't explain it well, and it was not good to explain it well. Just when he was in a dilemma, the talented men around him started to talk.
"Good poems, good poems, when the golden phoenix and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world. The beautiful artistic conception makes me linger."
"If the love between two people is long, how can they be remembered forever? Zhou An has a peerless poetic talent to create such unparalleled poetry, which is amazing and amazing!"
"Even if the talented woman is less than one ten thousand, it seems that he is the first place in the poetry club."
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But the young man was so angry that his face turned blue. He originally wanted to teach Zhou An a lesson, but he didn't expect to write such a lyrics that were beyond the present. He was very angry when Zhou Dabao seduced his cousin and stole his woman. Now he suffered a loss from Zhou Dabao's younger brother Zhou An, which made him even more angry. Don't you want to destroy my whole family? Now I will crippled you, and this is the end of you who provoked me to Guanzi.
Then he ordered the servant behind him to call some people to wait outside for Zhou An to come out.
While Shangguanzi was setting up a thug, the talented woman walked towards Zhou An.
"Hello, I am Cai Yiyi. The poems made by the young master are so good." Cai Yiyi said softly to Zhou Anyifu.
"It's a mistake, but what you do occasionally cannot calculate anything." Zhou An said humbly.
"If you only write occasionally, then how can you write a poem seriously? Let me see it." Cai Yiyi said expectantly.
Zhou An heard the dark face. Didn’t you hear me just being modest? Then he said, “There is no inspiration now, so do it when there is inspiration.”
"So that's it. It seems that if you want to read Mr. Zhou's second poem, you can only wait for the next time. There will be a poetry meeting in Hongyun Tower ten days later. I wonder if Mr. Zhou will attend." Cai Yiyi said with a smile.
When Zhou An was about to answer, Shangguan Yuan found him and pulled him to the front of the poetry meeting. Shangguan Yuan said loudly: "Zhou An wrote the best poems in this poetry meeting. This is a thousand taels of silver notes. Please accept them."
Just now he was short of money, so Zhou An accepted 1,000 taels of silver notes without any hesitation, said thank you, and wanted to go on, but then another person walked onto the stage.
This man is in his thirties, with two beards on his body, his eyes are narrowed, and his face is smiling. He stretched out his hand and said to Zhou An: "Young Master Zhou is really very knowledgeable. I am a friend of the county magistrate of Baiquan County. My surname is Liu and my name is Yueqing. I will meet you."
"Friends!"
In the Yuan Dynasty, the Muyou were all private forces trained in some officials' mansions. There were literati and warriors, but they did not have formal official positions. They were similar to the master, but they were much worse than the master. Although the master was also a counselor, copywriter, and adviser, there were formal official positions issued by the court. However, the Muyou could not represent the court, but only represented the official recruited.
As soon as he heard these two words, Zhou An understood that the county magistrate of Baiquan County came to recruit some positions similar to those of the mud, not official positions in the court. Zhou An was completely confused when he heard these. He was a little curious about why talented men who entered Baiquan County would be granted official positions. Although many people still flocked to such positions, it was useless to him, and maybe it would become an obstacle to him on the way to become a strong man.
"So you are Lord Liu from Baiquan County. There are many scenic spots and historical sites in our ancient county. You have to have a good time," Zhou An also stretched out his hand, shook his hand, and let it go.
"Your county town has a history of ten thousand years. I have been famous for a long time and I wanted to come very early. Why not take me around? "Liu Yueqing said with a smile. He trembles his beard every time he smiles, which is very interesting.
"Sorry, I am not only a scholar, but also a formal disciple of Qianshan Gang. Our Qianshan Gang has a heavy task, and I am afraid I don't have time." Zhou An said refuted.
"It turns out that Zhou Caizi is still both civil and military. He is really lucky in the ancient county town. If you don't have time, you won't have time. I'll talk about it later if you have time." Liu Yueqing was stunned and said.
"Then thank you Lord Liu for your understanding." Zhou An said politely.
"Why are you so polite? I heard that the official disciples of Qianshan Gang are all at the blood coagulation level. Are you also at the blood coagulation level?" Liu Yueqing asked.
"Yes, I'm already at the intermediate level of blood coagulation." Of course, this is the level from more than ten days ago. Now the Qianshan Gang is circulating at this level. Appropriate hiding is to protect oneself.
"How old are you this year?" Liu Yueqing suddenly thought of a serious problem and asked suddenly.
"I am fourteen years old this year," said Zhou An.
"At the age of fourteen, whether in terms of literature or martial arts, it is really shocking," Liu Yueqing said in surprise, even Shangguan Yuan next to him was very surprised.
Qingwu pulled Zhou An's clothes at this time and said, "It's fun over there, can we go there and have fun?"
"Can you wait a moment? I'll say goodbye to the two gentlemen." Zhou An said softly.
Qingwu nodded.
"No need to say anything, you can go with your little girlfriend to play. I see that she is anxious and stop accompanying us two old guys." Liu Yueqing said.