Chen Gui was aggressive, and Lu Zheng couldn't help but frown slightly.

With his character and experience, how could he not understand Chen Gui’s intention? Today’s literary meeting is where Chen Gui and Qin Yue are fighting. They each have a group of followers and neither of them is convinced by each other.

These talented men were fighting happily, and Lu Zheng felt that this kind of struggle was boring, otherwise he would not have been sleepy.

Now that Chen Gui had actually involved him in the fight between him and Qin Yue, and pressed him step by step, Lu Zheng felt unhappy.

He is not good at chanting poems and writing lyrics, but he also doesn't think it's so-called poems written by Chen Gui, Qin Yue and others in Zhishuiwenhui today!

In his opinion, these so-called talents are full and full of food. They are so obsessed with the idea of ​​gaining fame. The methods they use are also useless. Now Chen Gui is going to step on him to gain prominence. Do you really think that Lu Zheng is a soft persimmon?

Lu Zheng looked at Qin Yue and said, "Brother Qin, you invited me to the Today's Literature Conference. I had a word before. I was not good at poetry and articles. I just came here to gain a long experience.

Now some people have to compete with me in poetry, hehe, I made it clear, can I be willing to give up on this? I have to insult me ​​and then trample on me a few times to get out of it?"

When Lu Zheng said this, Qin Yue was stunned for a moment, and a look of shame appeared on his face.

Lu Zheng bowed and looked at the platform and said, "My dear masters, I slept soundly at the literary meeting. It was my fault to insult him. You have to punish me without complaints. However, the Master said: Knowing it is known, but not knowing it. Today, I recite poems and lyrics. It is indeed difficult for me to make a masterpiece. Do I have to make a good work to compete for a high or low point?

I would like to ask Brother Chen Gui, if you really want to compete for the top, why not set up hundreds of three-year-old boys at home, form a poetry club, and organize a poetry meeting every day. I keep Brother Chen Gui as the top leader every time!"

When Lu Zheng said this, the audience was silent. His words sounded absurd at first, but every word was irrefutable.

Things are really as Lu Zheng said. He clearly stated that he was not good at writing poetry, and Chen Gui still had to pursue and fight hard, which was indeed a bit unreasonable.

If you want to forgive others, Chen Gui's appearance is too ugly in order to compete for the top spot. Lu Zheng used a three-year-old boy to form a poetry club to mock him. It can be said that he was very impressive.

The purpose of the Zhishuiwen Association is to make friends through literature, produce excellent works, and write famous works. It is actually very taboo to compete for the top, and fight for the spirit of fighting. However, the reality is that most talented people regard the Zhishuiwen Association as a platform for gaining fame.

Driven by this mentality, making friends through literature is naturally just empty talk. Whether you can make famous works or whether you can make excellent works becomes less important. Just like today, it doesn’t matter if your poems are not satisfactory, as long as you can compete for the best.

Today, Qin Yue won the leader, and tomorrow he will become famous. If Chen Gui turned the situation around, he could take Qin Yue and replace him.

Lu Zheng just said a few words to analyze the cause and effect of this matter thoroughly. All the adults on the platform are human spirits. How can they understand Lu Zheng’s meaning?

The whole audience was silent, Qin Yue was extremely ashamed. Without any hesitation, he immediately called the deacon to arrange a ship, and then said, "Mr. Lu, I am very ashamed of today's affairs. We will not mention the matter of reciting poems and lyrics. Since the literary meeting has ended, I will leave with you!"

Chen Gui still couldn't recover after Qin Yue was like this. Lu Zheng's mockery of him can be said to be extremely harsh and vicious. If today's incident spreads, it will greatly damage his reputation.

He immediately said, "Hey, a child with Huangkou is ignorant, but he is very smart. All of us talented men and women in the Shuiwen Association are top figures in Yangzhou.

From its birth to today, the Shishui Cultural Association has gone through so many ups and downs. It is still the number one literary association in Yangzhou and the grand event in my Yangzhou literary world. How can such a grand event allow a yellow-mouthed child to point fingers and spread rumors?”

"Since the Master of Literature asked us to write poetry today, Lu Zheng coincided with the same knowledge, how could he be an exception..."

Chen Gui had a big talk, but he had only one purpose, that was to hold Lu Zheng and Lu Zhengli ignored him and went straight onto the boat to leave.

Originally, Qin Yue wanted to accompany him, but Lu Zheng declined, "Brother Qin stays, I can leave today, but you need to stay. The word "Shishui" in the word "Shishui" is considered superior. It is a big problem for me, a student of Guanshan Academy, to be here.

However, I have benefited a lot from today's Wenshe Conference, and I admire Brother Qin's talent from the bottom of my heart. In short, thank you Brother Qin for your kind invitation. We will find another opportunity to drink and have fun in the future!"

After Lu Zheng finished speaking, he bowed to Qin Yue and then slowly turned around and entered the cabin. The boat rippled on the lake and slowly left the island in the middle of the lake and drove towards the distance.

At the literary meeting, everyone watched Lu Zheng leave, each with their own thoughts, and Qin Yue felt very ashamed and lost.

I am ashamed of this because of today's literary meeting. He only cared about himself and ignored Lu Zheng, which resulted in no one taking care of Lu Zheng, lonely and bored, and had to sleep loudly and make a fool of himself.

The reason for his loss is that he is very clear about Lu Zheng's origin. The relationship between Lu Zheng and Mr. Yan alone is enough to show that he is not an ordinary person. With Lu Zheng's conversation, is he really a person who can't make poetry?

Qin Yue slowly walked to Lu Zheng's seat. At this time, the crowd began to become noisy, and the adults on the platform were whispering to each other...

"This kid is too arrogant and does such an rude thing. He doesn't feel ashamed of it, but he actually leaves with his sleeves. It's so outrageous!"

"Yes, I think he is a completely ignorant person. He is obviously not talented, but he is still very vocal. It's ridiculous and despicable."

...

On the platform, the adults were also talking. Song Jin smiled and said without a smile: "Hehe, sir, Lord Nie, I thought Lord Nie had a backhand in secret and wanted to exert force at the end to catch us off guard! Now it seems that things are not like that!"

"Haha..." Several colleagues were having fun together, and Ma Xuewang said: "Mr. Song, this is yours. People are already willing to give in. Why do you still press forward step by step?

I really like this young man just now. He knows what he knows, but doesn’t know what he doesn’t know. Look, how good is this?

In the counties of Yangzhou, if you can do it, if you don’t, you can straighten your back. If you don’t, then you must be humble and cautious, don’t you?”

Another county magistrate said, "Mr. Ma, but the child surnamed Lu just now has a modest and cautious attitude? I think he is clearly confident and not ashamed, but proud!"

Ma Xuewang smiled and said, "Is this really the case? Then why don't you let Lord Nie give you some answers? I like this son because I think this son has the style of Lord Nie.

My lords, can’t you ridicule Lord Nie like this? Is it a person who is not ashamed of but proud of it?"

"coax!"

The crowd burst into laughter, and everyone understood that after Ma Xuewang had gone around such a big circle, he thought he wanted to ridicule Nie Yong! Nie Yong's face turned green, but he couldn't get angry. The tiger fell into the sun and was surrounded by enemies. Not only could he not solve the problem, but he would humiliate himself!

At this time, almost everyone was evaluating Lu Zheng, and everyone was a one-sided negative comment.

Qin Yue felt even more uncomfortable when he heard these words. He sat on Lu Zheng's seat and looked through the messy rice paper on the table with his hands.

"Huh?" He snorted softly, and the talented men around him looked at him curiously.

The next moment, Qin Yue suddenly bounced from the seat and exclaimed, "Ah..."

His exclamation aroused more people's attention. Everyone turned their attention to Qin Yue. Qin Yue's movements became even more exaggerated. He almost jumped up and said loudly:

"Okay! Good poem! What a poem!"

"Excellent, wonderful! I am not as good as this kind of poetry!"

His yelling made the originally noisy scene quiet instantly, and the adults on the platform also turned their attention to him.

Zeng Guoning, the head of Zhishui Academy, frowned slightly and was about to speak when Qin Yue said loudly:

"Yue Niang, play the piano quickly. I will chant Mr. Lu's poems for everyone to appreciate..."

Qin Yue's expression was very excited. Judging from his appearance, everyone's curiosity was aroused by him. The place where Qin Yue sat just now was where Lu Zheng sat before.

Could it be that Lu Zheng really left a poem on several tables? And is this poem really amazing?

Qin Yue is a famous talent in Yangzhou. He was so excited and eager to recommend the poems he wrote so hard to others. It shouldn’t be a limerick written casually, right?

Du Yueniang's piano sounded, and she had a long tone, sad but not hurt.

Qin Yue chanted with the sound of the piano:

"Don't be jealous of the new makeup woman in the boudoir, and the fan-man on the road was ashamed of the mother-in-law. Last night, the moon shone deep like water, and only the fragrance in the house came from..."

After Qin Yue finished reciting this poem, the sound of the piano became longer and more sad. In the sound of the piano, everyone's expressions were frozen on their faces. There were more than a dozen breaths, and none of the people in the audience made even a slight sound.

Everyone was immersed in the artistic conception of this poem and could not escape from it for a long time.

"Okay!" A teacher shouted "Okay" on the high platform.

Then Tongzhi Lord Liang suddenly stood up from the chair. He stared wide and shouted: "Wonderful!"

Only when he shouted did everyone finally come to their senses and it was immediately noisy.

Many people couldn't help but move closer to the position where Qin Yue stood, while the adults on the high platform looked at each other. Ma Xuewang, who had just ridiculed and mocked Nie Yong's most powerful, shouted loudly at Qin Yue under the high platform:

"Qin Yue, do you have other poems?"
Chapter completed!