Carefree Scholar Chapter 22: 7 Xi Shihui

　　The burning pine resin heated the air, and the sky lantern slowly lifted into the sky, the flame gradually faded away, getting smaller and smaller, and finally merged into the sky full of stars.

　　 The girl folded her hands together, her pretty face was pious, she had a beautiful wish in her heart, and she watched the sky lantern drift away.

　　 After flying the sky lanterns and praying for blessings, there are more sessions. The girls are smiling, the bears are clamoring, and the entire Liuye Village is in a boiling atmosphere.

　　 Li Yi leaned against a big tree below Qiaolou, his sight and thoughts drifted away with the prayer lantern. At this time, he was incompatible with this festive atmosphere.

　　I am a stranger in a foreign land alone, and I miss my family every holiday.

　　 The loneliness of living in a foreign land has never been so clear. The more active the surrounding atmosphere is, the more certain feelings Li Yi has always hidden deep in his heart will appear until it can no longer be restrained.

　　 His mother’s nagging often made him feel unbearable, and a few insanely damaging friends also made him feel that he was inadvertently making friends. He often scolded the black-hearted boss who didn’t pay overtime for overtime and occasionally sighed A mess of life...

　　 But these... are the things he misses most now!

　　 Li Yi, who has never been so emotional, couldn't help but burst into tears at this time.

　　 Upstairs, the woman with arms around and holding a long sword stood there, looking at the figure not far away, revealing a side she had never seen before, and there was a slight strangeness on Qiao’s face Lust, surprise and consternation are all...

　　 She didn't realize until then that the down-and-out scholar, who she thought she had seen through, seemed to be covered with a layer of mystery.

　　 "Auntie..."

　　 A pretty figure ran from a distance. The little maid’s pretty face was full of smiles and her eyes were crescents. She lifted the hem of her dress and said to Li Yi as if showing off, “My uncle, I stole it from there. Some clever fruits..."

　　 Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, the crisp voice became alarmed, "Uncle, you... why are you crying?"

　　 Li Yi flicked his sleeves, wiped away the tears on his face without showing a trace, and smiled: "It's okay, sand got in my eyes just now."

　　"Auntie, take these clever fruits, Xiaohuan will help you blow..."

　　 Amidst the girl’s cautious blowing sound, a certain sky lantern that first rose to the sky, because the resin was almost burned out, after shaking it a few times in the sky, it slowly fell in a certain direction .

　　 In the dark night, the starlight reflected a huge shadow, and a magnificent city appeared in the flickering lights.

　　The tall city wall separates the inside and outside into two worlds. The outside of the city is lonely and deserted, while the atmosphere inside the city is almost boiling.

　　 shouts, shouts, mixed with the loud sounds of gongs, drums, and firecrackers... For people living in this city, the nightlife has just begun.

　　 Above the main arterial roads in the city, before dark, carriages and horses were in an endless stream. Outside the high courtyard walls of some wealthy houses, there was occasionally a corner of colored buildings, streets and alleys, prostitutes’ restaurants, and various The items are displayed at the door, face-to-face competition is luxurious...

　　 shimmering, reflecting on the surface of the river where the lights are extinguished, the boats and boats are endless, singing and laughter linger on the surface of the river, rising and falling, falling and rising.

　　 At this time, on a two-story painting boat that was slowly driving, a small poetry meeting had already reached its climax.

　　"Brother Su is very talented, I am ashamed to be out of reach..."

　　 "Brother Su's beautiful song tonight, I'm afraid I will win the first name."

　　 "Hehe, I only get it occasionally, so I don't dare to say the first name. You still need to comment on it."

　　"Brother Su is overwhelmed. On Qixi Ci, no one can compare to you..."

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　　 It seems that a young student has made a great poem, which attracted the admiration of everyone around him. After the young man surnamed Su shied a few words, his face inevitably showed a triumphant expression.

　　 Although tonight is only a small poetry society, the participants are only a few unknown poetry clubs. Even if the works can get the first place, they can only be circulated in a small area. By tomorrow, I’m afraid they will be overwhelmed. In the vast sea of ​​words.

　　 But at least at this moment, the young man surnamed Su is extremely useful in the praise of the people around him. If there is a singer who will sing it later, his vanity will be greatly satisfied.

　　 "Hmph, is it too early to be proud of this poem before the poem meeting is over?"

　　Amid all the compliments, there was a cold snort, which would naturally be particularly ear-piercing.

　　 Everyone turned their heads with sullen expressions, and saw several figures walking towards this side.

　　"It is the Bailu Poetry Society."

　　 Seeing the appearance of the few people, everyone frowned slightly, obviously not waiting to see each other very much.

　　 This is not surprising. Since ancient times, literati have fallen in love with each other. Everyone belongs to different poetry societies. They are not very attractive in weekdays. In the poetry club, it is even more competitive. Especially when the other party just spoke badly, naturally not Give them a good face.

　　 "Oh, I don't know what Brother Fang has to advise?" The young man surnamed Su raised his eyebrows and asked.

　　 "I can't talk about advice, but I accidentally got a Qixi poem in the next part. Why don't you ask the literary friends of Dongli Poetry Club to correct me?" The young man in the front said lightly in a blue gown. .

　　 "Wear your ears and listen."

　　You’re welcome to the young man surnamed Fang. There are pens and inks on the table beside him, so he simply picked up the pen, and after a moment of contemplation, he wrote on white paper.

　　 Everyone's eyes naturally fell on the table at the same time. Halfway through the writing of the young man surnamed Fang, the face of the group headed by the young man Su changed slightly, and their expressions became a little unnatural~IndoMTL.com~style Sad and euphemistic, with the help of Yanniu and Zhinv, the joys and sorrows of the human world are close to each other, good words, Su Wentian is even worse than Fangzhou. "

　　 Those who can participate in the poem show more or less have some cultural background. At this time, everyone around saw the words written by the young man named Fang. Compared with the previous Su Wentian’s poem, whether it’s a poem or an intention, the former wants Superior.

At 　　 Poetry Club, that’s probably the case. Even if it is a good word that is rarely seen on weekdays, it is often compared by others. Before that, it was unknown, and with a good song, it was famous for one party and both fame and fortune. Things are not uncommon.

　　 This is the charm of poetry.

　　 was defeated by his opponent’s poem. The young man surnamed Su took the Dongli Poetry Club and went elsewhere. The victorious Bailu Poetry Club began to enjoy everyone’s praise. At this time, no one noticed. The singer who had finished singing walked out of the ship hall and onto the deck.

　　 The singer raised her head and glanced upwards, a chuckle appeared on her face, and she followed the stairs to the top floor, walked to the carved railings on the side, and smiled at the woman who was leaning on the railing and looking at the river: " Why did a person come up alone, and only a few people had good writings, do you want to go down and have a look?"

　　 The woman turned her head slightly, revealing a beautiful face, and smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if you look at it, although the words are different, they are mostly "happy and short", sad and sad, and nothing new. My ears are about to hear the cocoon."

　　The singer smiled wryly: "I wonder if those talented people downstairs learned that Miss Wan described them like this, what would they feel in their hearts?"

The beautiful woman on the side of 　　 was about to speak, and suddenly raised her head and looked up. The singer also felt a little bit. When she looked up, she suddenly saw a slight flash of fire, and then a white shadow fell from the sky. Fall, fell at the feet of the two.