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Yunjiang County has a writer, named Xu Wenhua, who is in his forties. Although he only tested the talents, he has published several books, which have a great influence. He has the momentum of the first person in Yunjiang.

This time, the poetry meeting of Yuejiang Tower, he will participate as the chief guest.

Tonight, Xu Wenhua is reviewing the materials to do his homework. After all, the opportunity to force is only reserved for those who are prepared.

In a short time, the servant handed a note and said that the boss of the Four Five Books Society visited.

Xu Wenhua thought for a moment: "Please come in."

The boss’s age was similar to that of Xu Wenhua. He smiled and came in first. He first sent a gift, and immediately said: “Xu brother, the younger brother recently went to the field to get a fan. I want you to help identify and verify the authenticity.”

He Bo has a lot of money, and there are dozens of silver gifts with his hand. Xu Wenhua is quite angry: "Oh? Show me."

He boss carefully took out a fan from the scorpion and presented it. Xu Wenhua looked carefully and suddenly changed his look: "The process of folding the fan is general, but the inscription above is the old man's handwriting?"

Meng Lao Nai Tian’s literati’s example is that he has already collected the mountains and few of them have been handed down.

He boss slightly decapitated: "The younger brother thinks so."

Xu Wenhua is more and more fond of this fan. Jane is so close to the extent that he can't put it down. He boss looks in his eyes, hehe smiled: "I heard that Xu Xiong is going to Yuejiang Tower to attend the poetry meeting tomorrow? If it can help the younger brother, This fan will be sent to Xu brother."

"What is busy?" Xu Wenhua asked quickly.

He Boss lowered his voice and said, Xu Wenhua's face changed greatly: "Wang Changfa is a person who is derogatory and often receives poor and poor readers. He is highly respected. You let me dismantle his countertop tomorrow. As a savvy reader, I will tell you righteously. this matter……"

"Get money!"

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By the evening of the next day, the Yuejianglou literati poetry meeting was held as scheduled, and dozens of well-known scholars gathered together to talk about it.

Qin Fei is responsible for the banquet. Each table is prepared with grilled fish, hot pot skewers, fried crayfish, bamboo rat soup, etc. It is a rich and unusual table.

Because the grilled fish and hot pot are cooked while eating, Qin Fei has nothing to do after the beginning of the process, the prince paragraph invited Qin Fei to sit, and arranged a so-called four famous names next to Qin Fei.

Qin Fei was originally looking forward to it, but when he saw the makeup of the famous man, he painted like a ghost and immediately became interested.

Imagine first brushing a layer of white ash on the face, then using cinnabar to trace the lips to blood red, and the eyebrows are only a little bit left. This kind of painting style similar to the Tang Dynasty ladies figure, Qin Fei really can't accept.

Therefore, Qin Fei’s rules are comparable. If he did not give the prince a face, he would have left.

"Don't you, why don't you look at me?" The woman sitting next to her smiled.

Qin Fei lowered his head and ate vegetables.

“Is the son shy?” The woman posted closer.

I am so scared, Qin Fei opened her hand: "This lady, men and women don't kiss."

The woman yelled: "The son, do people tell you a story? I was a child when I was a child. My sister reached out to the fish tank and touched it. I only looked around. As a result, my aunt found it and fined me. And all the pocket money for my sister."

Qin Fei responded politely: "You are quite innocent."

The woman blew her breath in Qin Fei's ear: "I want to tell you, don't touch it and give money."

Qin Fei shuddered, like a ghost blowing a sigh of relief, but he did not dare to touch the money. He quickly changed position with a scholar next to him.

This scholar is called an excitement, and I can’t wait to call Qin Fei on the spot.

When reading people eat, they don't forget to talk about it, like what the world is like, heroes, etc., Qin Fei is completely uninterested, and can't take any words.

After a while, the topic turned to reading, and everyone said the most impressive words in the book I read.

When it’s Qin Fei’s turn, Qin Fei hasn’t read the books of this era, and for a long time: “Seeking a monthly ticket!”

The reading people look blank. Is this a famous saying from which book? Why have you never seen it?

Also, what is a monthly pass, why do you ask?

However, the reading people can't show that they don't understand. Instead, they have a very touching look: "This sentence is really refreshing and thought-provoking, and it will be a big white!"

"Yes, every night, when I am quiet, I use these three words to smack my own books."

If it is not for the readers to interpret, Qin Fei does not know a small monthly ticket, there will be so many intrinsic meanings, the net writer is arrogant!

Waiting for more than half of the banquet, the special guest Xu Wenhua is late, but it looks bad.

Wang Changfa greeted: "Mr. Xu, we can wait for you for a long time, come here and give you a place."

Xu Wenhua did not say that he apologized. He went to the position of the chairman and was about to sit down. Suddenly his look changed: "When the poetry conference is over, do you use such a dish? Are you despising our readers!"

Wang Changfa did not understand that Xu Wenhua suddenly lost his temper, but he was still a good appease.

Xu Wenhua can't help it: "Don't eat it, have a bone to follow me, and starve to death is not humiliated!"

If it was in the past, Xu Wenhua’s appeal was there, but now there is no literati echoing. Everyone took the advantage of the Wang family as a reason. For the second reason, this table meal is really delicious and interesting.

Xu Wenhua wanted to find a reason to destroy this poetry conference. Unexpectedly, no one responded. The scene was very embarrassing when riding a tiger.

Some people persuaded a few words, Xu Wenhua half-pushed, and returned to the position.

Wang Changfa gave him a chopsticks to grill the fish: "Under the consideration of Mr. Xu, who is used to the taste of the mountains and seas~www.wuxiahere.com~ racked his brains before setting the table for the novelty. Try it."

Xu Wenhua snorted, but I heard that this grilled fish won the head of the Yunjiang Food Congress, so let's taste it. If it tastes a little wrong, it should not be criticized.

The entrance of the fish can be grilled, and the taste of the fresh fragrance is instantly spread. Xu Wenhua feels that he has never eaten such a delicious grilled fish and has eaten several chopsticks.

“How does Mr. Xu feel?” Wang Chang asked with a smile.

"It's really fragrant." After Xu Wenhua finished repenting, he came to tear down the Taiwanese, and forcibly resisted the urge to continue eating, and regained his cold pride.

"Since it is a poetry conference, you can't be stupid and stupid. Let's start." Xu Wenhua ordered.

The poetry club listed the theme in advance, because the organizer Yuejiang Tower is selling books, and it is based on reading.

The readers immediately spoke and recited their own poems. Every time they had a good sentence, they attracted a good voice.

When everyone read it almost, Xu Wenhua only took his own poem as a finale: "The book is not so good, and the horse rides on the cold sand. The cold wind outside the murder kills people, and the face is wrinkled."

This poem is to say that the scholars' pen-like enthusiasm, combined with the experience of Xu Wenhua's enlistment, complement each other.

The literati praised him and said that the head of this poetry conference was not Mr. Xu.

Wang Changfa also said: "Mr. Xu is a great talent, Wang is admire, I don't know what the poems are sent to."

This is a good way to discuss the advertising routine in advance. Xu Wenhua's normal answer should be written at the reading of the Yuejiang Building. Unexpectedly, the other party said: "The day before yesterday, I read in the 4th Five-Year Bookstore.