"Master Dong, please take a look at the lyrics and music of this song."

After Lin Zhen read it, he handed Shen Yichen's lyrics to Dong Yujing.

After all, Shen Yichen's poem was written from the perspective of a brothel woman, so Dong Yujing might be able to appreciate it and get a better taste of it.

Sure enough, when this poem came into Dong Yujing's hands, her eyes immediately lit up and she was amazed.

Moreover, Dong Yujing's focus is not on the upper column, but on the lower column of "Jinmingchi".

Spring turns into autumn rain. Thinking about the romantic past, I feel sad like this. Even though there is plenty, I draw boats around the embankment, but the desolation is gone, and the water clouds are still the same. Recalling the past, a little east wind, separated by a few heavy curtains, my eyebrows are sad. Waiting for an appointment with plum blossoms Soul, the moon is pale at dusk, whispering to Yi Shenlian.

The content of the next section is mainly about recalling the past and describing the persistence of love.

This memory of love was originally intended to be that of Liu Rushi, one of the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai, alluding to her former lover Chen Zilong.

But at this point in the Ming Dynasty, Liu Rushi was not born yet, so others could not tell who he was referring to. We can only get a lonely and delicate woman from the lyrics and music, expressing her persistence in love and her destiny. of disobedience.

These words can be said to express Dong Yujing's inner thoughts. She is a brothel girl who uses sex to serve others. What she wants is nothing more than a seemingly loyal love to save herself from the misery of fate.

Dong Yujing has come into contact with countless literary talents and dignitaries. These people are full of sweet words and all they want is her skin and beauty, but they have no real desire to grow old in their hearts.

But Shen Yichen's poem made Dong Yujing feel understood and respected. It is impossible to write such words without real emotions.

"Back to Duke Zhuangyuan, I think this poem by Master Shen is very good!"

When Lin Zhen asked before, Dong Yujing always copied the answer and gave back the right to choose. In this way, there was no need to offend anyone, and the identity and status of the No. 1 Scholar could be respected.

But this time, she expressed her true feelings. Shen Yichen's poem was undoubtedly the first in tonight's poetry competition!

"Dong, you are very discerning, I think so too."

"Han Feizi has a saying: Don't avoid enemies when doing things externally, and don't avoid children when doing things internally. Although Shen Yichen is a disciple of me, this poem is very delicate and beautiful, and it is extremely sad and beautiful, so I rated it as the best poem in the poetry competition!"

Lin Zhen's words have reached this point, and Shen Yichen's "Jin Ming Chi" is indeed a masterpiece, so naturally no one will question it.

"Don't avoid relatives when promoting talents. Shen Yichen is really great."

"I never expected that today's winner would be a schoolboy."

"Congratulations, little friend Shen, you will definitely be able to ascend to the Golden Palace in the next day's examination."

"Shen Xiaoyou is really a great talent, I admire you endlessly."

As the dust settled, many people came to Shen Yichen's table to congratulate him. With his age and two lyrics, it is no surprise that he will become famous all over the world.

To be honest, Shen Yichen was not used to the sudden congratulations from so many strangers. With a slightly fake and stiff smile on his face, he kept returning the greetings until Dong Yujing came to the center of the hall to prepare the lyrics.

Listening to Dong Yujing singing this lyric in a sweet voice, Shen Yichen felt a little sad. In addition to writing this poem to Liu Waner, it was also written for herself.

Alone in the Ming Dynasty, facing various crises and challenges, he was like a willow by the river swaying in the wind.

It was only with the passage of time and hard work and step by step that I finally reversed the direction of my destiny, and I had this moment that attracted everyone's attention.

But Shen Yichen always has a feeling of unreality in his heart. He may not have any fame and fame, and no matter how great his fame is, it is like a castle in the sky, like a mirror in the sky, and it will disappear one day.

"Shen Yichen, are your lyrics really so good? They don't sound very good either."

When Li Da listened to Dong Yujing's lyrics, he felt that they were not to his liking. They were greasy and soft, and there was no sense of manliness in them.

Although Li Da was very reluctant to admit it, Shen Yichen was indeed the son of Duke Cheng. After being a military general, he should fight on the battlefield with swords and swords. What the hell is this?

If it were any other time, faced with an illiterate Li Da who didn't understand appreciation, Shen Yichen would have retorted. But this time, he suddenly felt that in this unreality, Li Da was extremely real, a flesh-and-blood person. Living people.

"Everyone has his own preference for radish and greens."

"Yeah, it seems I still have a good sense."

Li Da expressed satisfaction that Shen Yichen agreed with him.

After the song was sung, which meant that today's Winter Solstice Poetry Meeting was about to end, Dong Yujing stood up and did not leave directly. Instead, she walked up to Shen Yichen and said: "Young Master Shen is a great talent. I admire you very much. I don't know if Do you have the opportunity to sing and sing with the young master?"

Dong Yujing's meeting immediately aroused agitation among the literati, and many people looked at Shen Yichen with envy and jealousy.

One of the Four Wonders of Qinhuai, and a strong contender for the Oiran next year, with such an open and proactive invitation, if it were any other man, he would have immediately agreed to become his servant.

"Thank you, Mr. Dong, for your appreciation. However, the county examination is getting closer. If you are not talented, you still have to study diligently. I will only be disappointed."

Shen Yichen declined Dong Yujing's invitation very tactfully. On the one hand, he was really not interested in brothel girls at the moment, and the scientific examination day was coming, and gaining fame was the most important thing in life.

Another point is that my teacher Lin Zhen is still sitting at the head table. Nowadays, the culture of prostitution is not as open as it was in the late Ming Dynasty. In addition, since I have not yet married a wife, it would not be good to do this in public and spread it.

Shen Yichen is not so lustful that she is unconscious, so the most sensible way is to refuse.

Hearing Shen Yichen's polite refusal, Dong Yujing showed a sense of disappointment on her face, but this expression was fleeting, and she quickly put on a smile and replied: "I am being abrupt, so here I wish you a speedy return to the Toad Palace." Winning the laurel."

"Thank you."

After Dong Yujing withdrew, Lin Zhen also stood up in time, said some words of encouragement to the literati present, and then announced the end of the Winter Solstice Poetry Meeting.

If nothing else happens, tomorrow Shen Yichen's "Jinmingchi" will be sung throughout the Qinhuai River.

After everyone retreated, Shen Yichen quietly came to Lin Zhen, raised his hands and apologized: "Disciple, I'm disrespectful. I didn't bow to you sir before."

Theoretically, students in ancient times should take the initiative to salute their husband when they see them. However, at the beginning of Shen Yichen's poetry meeting, in order to keep a low profile, he did not say hello to Lin Zhen. Now he came to admit his mistake.

"Humph, you still know you were wrong?"

"Disciple knows his mistake."

It's best not to quibble at this time, just admit your mistake honestly and be done with it.

"This matter will be punished later. I would like to ask you, my teacher, why you chose to sit at the bottom of the table and did not want to submit your lyrics?"

Lin Zhen himself did not have much ambition to pursue fame and wealth, but he wanted his disciples to succeed.

I had previously urged Shen Yichen to participate in the Winter Solstice Poetry Contest. To put it bluntly, I wanted him to express himself, but in the end, this kid didn't follow his own ideas at all.

"My disciple is stupid and is afraid that his reputation will be tarnished by mediocrity."

This is not to say that Shen Yichen is being modest. It is true that he had never thought of becoming a literary copywriter before, so he could cope with it with his own original lyrics.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zhen took the initiative to disclose his identity as a disciple. Now he was blocked and he couldn't show it.

"With your glib tongue, do you think you're dishonoring your reputation?"

Lin Zhen seemed to be criticizing Shen Yichen, but in fact, the joy in his heart could hardly be suppressed, and a smile subconsciously appeared on his lips.

In today's poetry meeting, apart from Shen Yichen, Lin Zhen was the biggest gainer. It can be said that this disciple has earned him enough face.

Although Lin Zhen didn't care much about these false reputations, it was a good thing after all. Especially when he saw his disciples becoming talented and promising, the sense of accomplishment was beyond words.

"hey-hey."

Shen Yichen smiled. His apology was just a formality. He knew that Lin Zhen would not be really angry.

"Okay, today's poetry meeting is over. With your character as my teacher, don't worry about getting lost in fame. But you still have to be clear in your heart that the imperial examination and poetry are not the same thing. The county examination next year will determine your future. future."

"Disciple understands."

In this regard, Shen Yichen has always been clear-headed, so he has never thought about using later generations' poems to hype himself up to become famous. Instead, he focused on the Four Books, Five Classics and Eight-Part Essay.

"It's not too early, you should go back today."

The instructions were pretty much the same. It was already dark now and it was time for Shen Yichen to go home.

"By the way, sir, remember to say hello to Sun on my behalf. I didn't even salute him today."

Shen Yichen has not taken the initiative to seek knowledge from Sun Ti today. The main reason is to avoid suspicion. After all, the chief judge is already his teacher, and the jurors must be familiar with the elders. Even if there is no secret operation, no one else will believe it.

"Um."

"Then disciple takes leave."

Shen Yichen backed away, walked out of the room and came to the side of the boat, not in a hurry to go home.

Because he has been in the Ming Dynasty for so long, he has been looking forward to seeing the night view of Qinhuai, which is ten miles away. He has never had the time or opportunity before. Since he is already here today, he will stay a little longer and take a closer look.

Boats and boats were moored along the coast. After many literati left, they did not choose to go home, but stayed directly in the brothels and boats. So even though the night was getting late, the lights were still bright here, and there was an endless stream of talented people and beautiful ladies. .

After staying for a while, feeling the cool winter evening breeze, Shen Yichen was about to turn around and leave, but saw a familiar figure standing behind him.

"Why are you here?"

"The slave family is here to apologize to the young master."

The visitor was none other than Liu Waner from before. She had changed out of the gorgeous clothes at the poetry party and put on a simple skirt, standing behind Shen Yichen like an ordinary woman.

Shen Yichen naturally knew why she wanted to apologize, but such a trivial matter would be over in the past, so there was no need to dwell on it.

"There's nothing to apologize for, you don't have to take it to heart."

"Then Mr. Shen, aren't you curious as to why I should submit your poem?"

It would be okay if Liu Waner didn't mention it, and Shen Yichen didn't take it seriously. When she said it now, it actually aroused some curiosity.

"Why?"

"Master Shen's talent is like the stars in the sky, so he should not cover up his own light."
Chapter completed!