"Half a mountain, let go." The old Confucian scholar broke free from his pull and forced himself into the middle of the venue: "Thank you, Mr. Chang, for being a blow to me. I, Zhao Jiechuan, have been studying for half a lifetime, and have won nothing for thirty years in the exam, but have not even won the scholar. I have no face to go back to my hometown to see my wife, children, and have been traveling in the city. I thought that my heart was full of beauty, but it was just a reason for my bad luck. If I get the best, I can return home in glory.

What a "White Clouds Are Everlasting for Thousands of Years" After reading this poem by Mr. Chang, I realized that all the past has been wasting thirty years of time.

Now I should wake up from my dream. I won’t take the test of this fame and fortune!!”

Chang Jin was stunned. He really couldn't have imagined that a poem that touched this person so much that he didn't even plan to take the exam for fame and fortune.

What is this... I woke up the dreamer with one sentence?

"Shopkeeper Liu, with this poem, we may be able to go up to this third floor?" Seeing everyone unanimously praise, Wang Qinian became proud and asked with a smile.

"Good, best!" Liu Jiangui is also a scholar. Although he is not good at poetry, he has read several books and has basic appreciation ability. He can naturally appreciate this poem very well. He dares not speak in front of so many people.

"Slowly, Chang came up with another couplet to write it for everyone's evaluation!" Since he had offended Ma Jin, Chang Jin had no intention of stopping. He slapped the other party's left face, why bother slapped the right face together.

"Oh?" Everyone was stunned.

With just one stick of incense, you can come up with two poems, and this person's talent is indeed amazing.

However, in my heart, everyone also understood that the possibility of this second poem surpassing the former is extremely small.

Articles are natural, and they are obtained occasionally. Even Cao Yong, a poet from the previous dynasty, could not have written two good poems in such a short time.

That being said, everyone still had some expectations in their hearts. Especially Manager Liu, his mind has completely changed. You can imagine how famous this song "Encountering the Immortal Tower" will bring to the restaurant once it is spread.

As for Ma Jin's current thoughts, no one cares about it.

After pondering for a moment, Chang Jin dropped his brush again, but this time they were together.

Climb the Immortal Tower

During the sun, the mountains are gone, and the water of the river flows into the sea. I want to see you thousands of miles away and go up to a higher level.

This couplet is very short, with only twenty words. The language is simple and simple, and it seems to be written casually, but after reading it, it makes people feel a sense of majestic momentum filled with water, vast and rushing down.

The ending sentence is the finishing touch, "If you want to see through a thousand miles, you can go to a higher level." The artistic conception created resonates with almost everyone in the venue. They all want to climb to the top floor and stand at a very high place to see the scenery outside the immortal building.

Two consecutive poems are related to the Encounter of Immortal Tower. I originally thought that the first poem was already amazing. Someone said before, "As soon as this poem was published, I'm afraid it will be difficult to write this Encounter of Immortal Tower in the future."

I didn’t expect that this second poem was not inferior to the previous poem, and the artistic conception was mysterious.

The first poem can also be called luck, and the second poem shows that talent is indeed super human. It is just that it is confusing that I have never heard of this person's name before.

For a moment, everyone's minds were full of speculations.

"Young Master Chang, please go upstairs!" Manager Liu no longer cared about horses and personally led the way forward.

Watching the two of them disappear upstairs, a drinker suddenly slapped his head: "Tongqu Chang Jin Chang Yunsheng, this brother is Chang Yunsheng, who wrote the poem "Ode to Willows" this year?"

"The jade is made up into a tall tree, and thousands of green silk ribbons are hanging down. I don't know who cuts out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors."

In just over a dozen days, this poem of willows was also introduced to Fucheng, which caused quite a response among scholars. It was just about the author, because Fucheng was far from Tongqu County, very few people could remember the names. Therefore, when Chang Jin left his name under his poem just now, no one thought much about it. Until this moment, someone reacted.

Although it was not confirmed, everyone had already confirmed it for seven or eight points.

@@Climbing up to the top of the Immortal Tower, looking far away from the railing, the setting sun left half of the river rustling and half of the river light red. The breeze came slowly, the water waves were vast, and several fishing boats were shuttled across the river, and the fisherman's singing was faintly heard.

When Chang Jin saw this beautiful scenery, he suddenly felt refreshed and happy.

He climbed many tall buildings in his previous life, but there were many buildings around him, and there was no obvious height difference, so it was difficult to have such an artistic conception.

Eating in this environment is indeed a unique experience.

Then Manager Liu personally brought the wine and food to the top floor, and announced that all consumption today would be exempted. Then he sent a famous post, saying that as long as Mr. Chang came to the restaurant for dinner, all the money would be exempted as usual.

Liu Mingli is not a fool. Just based on these two poems, it is difficult for him to not make money after meeting Xianlou.

Understanding his thoughts, Chang Jin and Wang Qinian naturally took it without hesitation.

Although it is an era of Taoism and saints, secular governments are still controlled by Confucianism, so the literary style is still strong. Literary gatherings often combine poetry and songs with poems. When ordinary Confucian scholars visit predecessors in the literary world, they often use their most proud poems to comment on their best poems so that they can get the other party’s praise and become famous among scholars.

Therefore, if a Confucian scholar writes a good poem, it can spread all over the world within a few days and become well-known.

Wang Qinian believed that once these two poems spread, Chang Jin's reputation would rise to several levels.

At this moment, he was filled with envy and jealousy, wishing he could become the other person immediately. However, he also had self-knowledge, and knew that with the little ink in his belly, it was difficult to make a smooth poem.

Then he thought that he and Chang Jin were as close as brothers. He should be happy to see him become famous.

Everyone is drunk without getting drunk. Wang Qinian got drunk just after drinking two glasses. When he came back from Yuxianlou, he kept muttering, "Brother Yu, this is the most enjoyable wine that I have ever drunk in my life. Since Yunsheng, no one dared to write poems for Yuxianlou."

No words all night.

After dinner in the morning, the two were discussing where to go, but they heard someone hustle and bustle in front of them. Then they saw a restaurant clerk leading a middle-aged man into the yard. Seeing this person's dress, he should be a merchant.

The two of them didn't care and were about to avoid being by the side when they saw the gang shouting enthusiastically: "Young Master Chang, Young Master Wang, this is the shopkeeper Guo of Qingfeng Building, who is here to visit the two of you."

Chang Jin and Wang Qinian looked at each other, with doubts in their eyes, and obviously no one knew this person.

"The two young masters are polite. I am Guo Hanshan, the shopkeeper of Qingfeng Building. I wonder if this young master Chang Yunsheng, who wrote "I want to see you thousands of miles away, and I will go to the next level"?" The shopkeeper Guo took a few steps quickly and hurriedly bowed to the two of them.

"I'm just, I wonder what happened to Manager Guo?" Chang Jin returned the favor. He didn't find it strange that the other party could recognize him. Now that he is nourished by magic pen, his overall attitude is very different from before. Moreover, business merchants have unique vision and are extremely accurate in recognizing people.

"To be honest, Guo came to the door but asked for something," Guo Hanshan looked into the courtyard a few times and found that people came and were not a place to talk about things. He said, "I wonder if the two young masters have time. Guo has already prepared a small wine in Qingfeng Tower. Please ask the two young masters to go there to talk about it. We will discuss it in detail then."

"Shopkeeper Guo, if you have anything to do, just say it. We still have something to do." Wang Qinian asked impatiently. The visitor was respectful to Chang Jin and ignored him at all, which made him a little depressed.

"I'd like to ask Manager Guo to say it clearly." The other party came for no reason, either because he was relative or because Chang Jin naturally wouldn't go to the banquet.

Seeing that the two had no intention of going with him, Manager Guo bowed again and said, "Young Master Chang first arrived in Wanshan Mansion. Yesterday, two poems in Xianlou were alarmed by four people, and now they have spread throughout the city. My master admired them when he saw these two poems and wanted to ask Mr. Chang to write a poem for our Qingfeng Building. At that time, my master will give you two hundred taels of silver."

After saying that, Manager Guo stared at Chang Jin's face. During the conversation just now, he felt that he had a preliminary understanding of the two people. Judging from their dress, Wang Qinian's family should have some assets next to him. And this scholar named Chang obviously has an average family background. Two hundred taels of silver is enough to make him moved.

Unfortunately, Manager Guo was disappointed, and the other party's face was always dull and without any surprise.

Wang Qinian, who was next to him, opened his mouth and asked, "How many, two hundred taels? I heard it right, Yunsheng, if you write a poem casually, it's worth my family's busy for two years."

"Hehe" Chang Jin smiled faintly. To be honest, the other party came to the door so soon, and he was indeed a little surprised. As for inviting him to have dinner at Qingfeng Tower and making a poem of 200 taels of silver, he obviously fell in love with his name.

Chang Jin admired the vision of the boss behind Manager Guo. To be honest, he had accumulated a lot of poems in his "Wen Copyright" and could just take out one of them and leave a name for him. The other party paid 200 taels to buy a poem, which was indeed not a small amount.

However, he could not really exchange poetry for money. Yesterday he met Xianlou to write poetry, and it could be said that it was a love that had to be passed on to the Shilin, which could only be considered a good story.

If you write a poem for 200 taels of silver, no matter how well this poem is done, once it is reported, people will trace the root of the source and know what is behind it, but they will only despise it. When talking about him, they will naturally say that the thoroughfare is always Yunsheng, and the poem is done very well, but they are just good things for people.

In this way, his reputation may be broken. In this world, if a scholar has a bad reputation, he may not be able to live in Shilin at all.

Although 200 taels of silver were not bad, it was far inferior to his future. Chang Jin never chose the matter of losing big things because of a small loss. He cleared his throat and said, "Thank you, Shopkeeper Guo, for being interested in Wanshan Mansion. Yun Sheng came to Wanshan Mansion at the beginning. Yesterday, he had to write poetry in the Immortal Tower. Afterwards, he was very worried. The talent of the mansion city was beyond the capacity of Yun Sheng, and now Yun Sheng dared to write poetry again. Yun Sheng understood the kindness of Shopkeeper Guo, but he could only respect Xie Bumin when writing poetry."

He was rejected... Manager Guo was a little stunned when he heard this: Do you think the money is too small or pretend to be noble?

Thinking of this, he whispered again: "My master came and told me that if Mr. Chang is not satisfied, he can add more money."

Chang Jin laughed loudly when he heard this. After all, he was a merchant, and every sentence he said was not separated from his own business.

"Haha, there is no need to say about Manager Guo. Yunsheng has his business, so let's go first."

The two poems spread at an unimaginable speed. In the following days, the whole mansion was listening to people talking about the stories behind these poems. Similar to what Ma Jin imagined, although many versions were derived, in this story, he became a supporting role in the tragedy without exception.

"I was standing next to me. Mr. Chang had already kept a low profile and didn't want to cause trouble. But Ma Jin was ignorant and repeatedly forced him to speak out. Mr. Chang was furious and called on the guy to bring me pens and ink, and wrote two poems in succession, which made Ma Jin so shocked that his face was like a sieve. The two battles were fought..."

As for Chang Jin, some people have now attached the title of "the number one talented man in Junzhou" to him.
Chapter completed!