Chapter 105

I hurried to the brightly lit high place and saw a group of scholars gathering in front of two huge lanterns.

On each lantern, there is a large character with vigorous brushwork. The one from the left is the character Qiu, the one in the middle is the character Li, and the one from the right is the character Bin.

"What is this for? Do you speak according to the words?" Wang Yang looked at the three paintings in a daze and muttered subconsciously.

Liu Yiyi shook her head helplessly and explained, "What do you think of the picture? These are three questions. You can choose one of them and then write a lyrics. The meaning is that there must be at least one of the meanings in your lyrics, or Shuqiu, but Shuli can also be a change... Do you understand?"

"So that's it, but why are there so many people in front of Qiu and Li's lanterns, but there are very few people in front of this lantern?" Wang Yang stood there, not crowded into the crowd. With his five-point vision, he stood so far. Not to mention those three paintings, even the mosquitoes on the painting could separate the male and female.

"I think I think I am sad about autumn and sad about autumn. I should write more about the lyrics that tell the separation..." He is indeed a smart woman who is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In just a few words, Wang Yang understood the rules of the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Association of Qionglinyuan.

"Okay, then I'll go there first." Wang Yang's eyes exceeded the three lanterns. He looked inside and saw a large open space in front of him, and there were many cases and cushions placed on the large open space. Some cases were writing at the desk before them, while some people had left. Only the servants were picking up the man's work and walking towards a palace not far away.

"Okay, master, you must come on. Shishi believes you must be the best." Li Shishi looked at Wang Yang's back and suddenly shouted.

Wang Yang paused, turned his head, and saw the two women with picturesque eyebrows and charming eyes full of anticipation, he couldn't help laughing, raised his right hand, clenched his fists, and then strode towards the area where the table was filled.

"Huh? Isn't that the teacher Wang?" At this moment, Gao Qiu, who was standing in front of the lantern with frown and thought hard, suddenly saw Wang Yang passing by him. When he came to his senses, Wang Yang, who was walking quickly, had already walked to the open space and picked up a desk with clean white rice paper, sitting down.

"Oh, it's really that boy. Why did he rush up so quickly? Could it be that he had already conceived it?" Chen Jie looked at Wang Yang's upright back and couldn't help but mutter curiously.

"How is that possible? We didn't see him before we came here." Zhao Ji next to him couldn't help but whisper.

"Maybe he had guessed the title before?" Li Yu looked up at the word Qiu in front of him, and couldn't help but curl his lips. There are countless lyrics written by Qiu in the Song Dynasty. Although there are not many fine works, there are still many popular masterpieces.

Li Qingzhao next to him nodded with consent. "...so Qiuyi is the best meaning to write. The word Li, based on the ability of Wushan lay Buddhists to write resentment and parting words, would not write inferior works."

"Are you sure about that cousin?" Li Hui asked Li Qingzhao. Teaching Wang and other things had nothing to do with him. What he most hoped was to see this cousin who had been growing up as a child could defeat all men in a big occasion like today.

It prevents those bad friends around you from laughing at you as bad as your cousin all day long, and they are even proud of having such a cousin who is worse than you. The best way to retaliate is to make them all become defeated by their cousin.

"I already have a rough idea, I'm afraid I need to consider it..." Li Qingzhao couldn't help but turn her head to look at Wang Yang, who seemed to be motionless in front of the table. She gritted her teeth and hurriedly explained to the people, and then hurried over with her front.

"Brothers, I have it too..." At this time, Zhao Ji couldn't help but show joy. After saying hello to the few people, he also rushed over, which made Chen Jie shake his head repeatedly. "What a big man, he will be happy and angry when he has a good thing, but he is far worse than his brother."

Hearing the muttering of the sister-in-law of His Highness Chen Jie, Li Yu, Li Hui and Gao Qiu were very tacitly aware of each other. At this moment, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a short head said goodbye to his charming female companion Yiyi, and also walked away with an empty desk. This guy was the old driver Wan Binwan, the most romantic talent in Hongzhou, Jiangnan West Road.

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Wang Yang sat in front of the desk and looked at the white rice paper, one autumn, one separation, and one change. If you talk about autumn alone, or parting or change, Wang Yang casually looked through his memory that was comparable to the xx cloud disk, there were not only three or five hundred poems, but at least one or two hundred poems.

However, Wang Yang felt that something was missing from what he wrote. At this moment, a light footsteps suddenly came from beside him, and then stopped beside him. Wang Yang subconsciously raised his head and saw Li Qingzhao in men's clothing stop by him.

Seeing Wang Yang's gaze, Li Qingzhao smiled in panic. Xuan Ji felt something was wrong again, so she immediately raised her pretty face and glared at her bright and charming phoenix eyes. "Why haven't you written yet after sitting for so long? Are you worried that you can't write a masterpiece? Will you fall below this girl's ranking then?"

Looking at the young lady of the Li family with anger, Wang Yang rolled his eyes helplessly. "Please, this is called conception. Do you understand? I am worried that I have written too well, but I will end up stepping on your proud work. What if you cry at that time?"

"Oh... Maybe by that time, someone will definitely jump out and accuse me of not knowing how to cherish the fragrance and jade..." Old driver Wang shook his head and said with emotion.

At this time, Zhao Ji, who happened to be nearby, couldn't help looking at this side when he heard this. This guy was too arrogant, right? Although Miss Li was a woman, her talent and reputation were really not something that she had earned, but something she had made with her own abilities.

However, the tone of this Wang Zhixi of Yihong Building seemed to be lonely and desperate, and I don’t know if it was really capable or fake. Zhao Ji was also secretly ruthless and he must make a wonderful work so that he could show off his eleventh brother’s talent.

"You, you guy with a sharp-tongued mouth, don't think you're very powerful when you try your best. Humph, if you have the ability, you can make all the three meanings a poem that makes everyone in Qionglinyuan feel inferior." After throwing this sentence angrily, Li Qingzhao walked forward with a step. She was so angry that she didn't want to see the thief and proud smiling faces of this guy.

"Miss Li, then you have to work hard, too. I look forward to you to defeat me!" Wang Yang, the shameless man, not only did not have any shame, but even continued to provoke proudly, making Miss Li so angry that she almost wanted to turn around and kick the guy out of Qionglinyuan.
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