Carefree Scholar Chapter 314: Qing’an Mansion, Li Yi!

"Good..."

Seeing Shen Zhao speaking, Chen Licheng was just about to admire a "good poem!" and a word "good". He suddenly realized that something was wrong, staring at Shen Zhao, and asked somewhat unsurely: "You... …What did you just say?"

Shen Zhao sighed, looked at Chen Licheng, and said, "Brother Chen, believe me, if you choose to fight by force, your chances of winning may be higher."

"Brother Shen, this is not the time to make a joke." Chen Licheng raised his head and narrowed his eyes.

Shen Zhao’s performance is very abnormal. Although Chen Licheng doesn’t look down on him because of his background, he still has to admit that he is extremely talented in poetry and prose, which is not for him. Difficult.

Under normal circumstances, if you want to cling to the Chen family’s Shen Zhao, it is impossible to offend him in these trivial matters. In fact, he did not show the intention of rejection at first, until just now...

Chen Licheng's gaze immediately turned to the young man opposite.

"What's the matter, what's wrong with Shen Zhao?" The faces of the people behind Chen Licheng were puzzled, and for a while, they were a little unpredictable what he said just now.

As for the people around, there is even more confusion in my mind.

"Brother Li, long time no see." Shen Zhao raised his head and arched his hands at Li Yi.

For some reason, after seeing this man who changed the trajectory of his destiny again, his heart was calm, and there was no trace of hatred.

In these days in the capital, I often recalled the past. After losing my pride in the past, I suddenly discovered that the young and frivolous, talented and arrogant at that time, in today's view, it is just a joke.

The young man woke him up with a loud slap, let him know what a mountain is and a mountain high, and completely shattered his poor arrogance, but it also allowed him to settle something that had never been before Past things.

"Brother Shen, it's been a long time since I saw you." Li Yi was also a little surprised to see the deceased of Qing'an Mansion here, and he arched his hands in the same way.

Although there have been conflicts between the two, there is no deep hatred that is unforgettable. It is not easy to see them in the distant capital.

Of course, the most important reason Li Yi has no hatred for him is because he took advantage at the time...

At this time, he faintly felt that the Shen Zhao in front of him seemed a little different from before.

"So they knew each other."

Everyone suddenly realized that, no wonder Shen Zhao was unwilling to stand up for Chen Licheng. If the young man was his old knowledge, all of this would make sense.

Chen Licheng's face couldn't hold back, and he couldn't help feeling resentment against Shen Zhao, and sneered: "Do you think Shen Zhao, without you, we can't make a poem?"

This time, I didn't even call "Brother Shen".

Shen Zhao smiled and said: "Shen knows that his poems are far from Brother Li, so he won't show his ugliness. Brother Chen and the other brothers are all famous talents in the capital, so they don’t need Shen. ."

He naturally heard the meaning of Chen Licheng’s words, fearing that after today, they will no longer be able to tolerate themselves, but these are not important. These days, they want to cling to others, but they seem to be blocking something in their hearts. When I said that sentence, I suddenly felt the long-lost joy.

No matter how arrogant Chen Licheng is, he is not so arrogant that his poetry is better than Shen Zhao, only that what he said just now is a humble language, but he is no better than Shen Zhao, is it not as good as a nameless boy?

"Have you figured it out, if you really can't make a poem, then give up as soon as possible." Chen Licheng snorted coldly, and then looked at Li Yi and asked.

"What poetry, go home and dream."

Being forced to copy poems, I have experienced a lot of similar things. Li Yi has lost interest in this, waved his hand, and said: "How old are you, fighting all day, what's the point? Can’t be so naive..."

"Go..." He patted the little fat man's head, turned and walked in the direction of the exit.

The little fat man hurriedly took the little girl's hand and ran after him, "Big brother, wait for me..., the bun seller in front, you also wait a minute!"

Chen Licheng stared at their leaving backs blankly, his face was blue and white, and there was a bit of blood in his chest.

Just leave--what's the matter?

Even if you want to leave, you have to apologize and break the legs of those minions before you can leave!

"Stop!" Chen Licheng said loudly. He was about to catch up, and saw the young man who was leaving behind turned his head, showing two rows of white teeth, and said with a smile: "Come here again, even your legs Interrupt!"

After letting out the cruel words, Li Xuan laughed twice, feeling very happy, and speeded up his pace to catch up.

Only a group of people remained on the spot, looking at each other.

The people around who wanted to watch the excitement were obviously disappointed. They thought that there would be a wonderful literary contest and two excellent poems, but they didn't expect that one of them would retreat without a fight.

But think about it, knowing that Wen Dou is not an opponent of talented scholars such as Chen Licheng, if you really go to write poetry, you will be insulting yourself, it is better to withdraw like this rogue.

"Unreasonable!" Chen Licheng's face no longer showed the slightest elegance, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Check, after going down, be sure to check the details of those two guys!"

Suffering from this strange shame, if you can't shame, I'm afraid he will be depressed forever.

"Brother Licheng is so angry. There are just two courageous rats on the left and right. They don't even have the courage to write a fight. I'm afraid I don't have any ink in my mind. I can't even write a decent poem... There are two straw bags on the left and right. After today, there will be no place for them in the circle of scholars in Beijing."

"It's the extreme, it's the extreme!"

"Brother Lu makes sense!"

……

……

A person beside Chen Licheng gave a comforting word, and the faces of the others showed contempt in a timely manner, and they all agreed.

As for the onlookers, although Chen Licheng and other talented scholars thought it was unfair to propose a literary fight, the two sons did not even have the courage to challenge. Although wise, they did not have the backbone of a scholar.

"Haha, no ink on my chest, sloppy..." At this moment, there was an undisguised laughter from the crowd.

The laughter was harsh, and everyone turned their heads to look around.

"It's Shen Zhao..." After discovering the source of the laughter, everyone was taken aback.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen Licheng gave him a ferocious look and asked.

Shen Zhao clutched his stomach, laughed out of breath, pointed at Chen Licheng, and said: "Chen..., Brother Chen, your waist..., the fan around your waist, can you let me take a look? ?"

Seeing Shen Zhao's appearance, Chen Licheng was shocked. At this moment, what kind of fan he wants? Is this Shen Zhao crazy?

I heard that once this person becomes mad, he can do anything. If he doesn’t do what he says, who knows what he will do, a trace of fear appeared on Chen Licheng’s face and soon The fan that fell from his waist was handed over.

Swipe!

Shen Zhao raised his hand to spread the fan, and said with a smile: "Written this song "Shui Tun Song" on the fan, do you want to come to Brother Chen to like it?"

Chen Licheng took a step back, thinking that he likes this "Shui Tune Song Tou", what's the matter with him?

Shen Zhao stopped the laughter, glanced at the talented man who had just said "no ink on his chest" and "stuffed" with a weird look, and said: "Wait when Brother Lu will write beyond this "Shui Tiao Song" "Let’s say that others "have no ink"!"

Returning the fan to Chen Licheng, he laughed and said, "Brother Chen doesn't need to check him anymore. The straw bag brother who has no ink on his chest is ------ Qing'an Mansion~IndoMTL. com~Li Yi!"

Looking at Chen Licheng and the few talents all changed their faces, Shen Zhao only felt extremely happy in his heart, laughed a few times, and turned away without looking back.

Qing'an Mansion, Li Yi.

Although I don’t know what it looks like, this name is not unfamiliar to the gifted and beautiful ladies in Beijing.

The pretty face under the curtain was full of surprise, her lips opened slightly, and she took out the ball fan in her arms and took a look at the "Magpie Bridge Immortal" she embroidered on by herself.

In this world, the best way to become famous is to write a good poem.

No matter where the poem first appears, it will be known to the scholars of Panorama Country and will be passed on forever.

"How, how..." Chen Licheng muttered blankly in his mind.

The talented man surnamed Lu was blushing, and he wanted to find a place to get in.

The onlookers were shocked, and a few poems came to their minds involuntarily.

Below the curtain, Miss Qianjin's face blushed slightly, her eyes constantly looking towards the exit of the plum blossom forest.

At this time, no one would think that the person who left had retreated without a fight.

That's disdain...

He was right. Chen Licheng was utterly stupid and naive to the genius Wendou who wrote "Shui Tiaoge Tou" and "The Magpie Bridge Fairy".

Shen Zhao was really not modest just now. He treated this as a joke from beginning to end, what about Chen Licheng, what about Jingguo talents, they can make the women of the world whisper in the boudoir, "Two If the love lasts for a long time, how can it be in the days and nights", embroidering the poems they wrote on the handkerchief, stitch by stitch?

They can't!

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Chen Licheng's eyes and immediately became weird.

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