The charm of Miss Ruoshui was indeed extraordinary. For a time, the famous scholars present rushed to present poems. Zhang Chi had read and remembered some famous works throughout the ages. Of course, few of these people's poems could be seen by him. After listening to a few poems, he was completely interested.

However, Zhang Chi really felt curious about this kind of thing, a group of famous scholars and students were very attentive to please a woman.

"Mr. Meng, you are a regular guest in the fun. Why are these romantic celebrities from the Wu and Yue so enthusiastic about a fairy woman? What's the reason?" Zhang Chi turned around and said to Meng Feiyang.

"This woman is not an ordinary woman of eternity," Meng Feiyang is of course also a romantic celebrity in the Wu and Yue land, but Zhang Chi didn't care if he asked this. He took a sip of the wine in the glass: "This girl Ruoshui is famous and is ignored by the famous scholars. Moreover, even if she is a famous scholar, most people are willing to be romantic with her overnight."

"Since most people can't get it, why are these people still here? Is it just to look at her?" Zhang Chi was indeed incomprehensible.

"Talented men have never been ashamed of loving brothels and brothels, but are proud of sleeping in flowers and loaves. These people came to the fairy house to take them. In fact, only a few people can go up to the second floor to listen to the songs of Miss Ruoshui. Among them, there are very few who can be valued by Miss Ruoshui and willing to spend the spring night with her."

Meng Feiyang explained in detail: "After a while, after singing, dancing and composing poems, those who can go up to the second floor will naturally go to the second floor. Most people will choose other girls on the first floor. It is better to get the attention of Ruoshui girls. Even if they can't, as long as they are willing to spend some money, they can still choose one or two beautiful women to be romantic all night."

It turns out that the same principle is the same in ancient and modern times. The easier it is to get it, the less people value it. On the contrary, the more they cannot get it, people will become more and more interested. Although this Ruoshui girl is beautiful, if she clearly marks her price and can get it, she will not be sought after by many famous people as she is now.

The harder it is to get it, no one else can get it. If I get it alone, then my identity will naturally appear unique? I am afraid that men will think so.

This woman is really a smart woman who knows how to use men's psychology. Zhang Chixin said.

At this time, the climax of famous scholars competing for poetry in the scene was over. Miss Ruoshui listened quietly to the poems of all the talents, but none of the talents of a poem could satisfy her. She glanced at the audience, but found that Zhang Chi and Meng Feiyang seemed to have no idea of ​​writing poetry.

Miss Ruoshui saw countless people. Of course, she knew that the beauty was unmoved by her current beauty, either Chu Ge didn't know the mystery of the matter between men and women, or she had extraordinary concentration. However, seeing the two of them looking calm in the joyful scene, they probably wouldn't be Chu Ge. So she walked over and saluted slightly until the table table, saying with a smile: "The famous scholars here have already written poems, and only these young masters are left. Several young masters sit together, but it takes a few more songs to be considered passing."

Santong is so bragging. Since she knew that Zhang Chi had this ability, she boasted casually: "Of course it's okay. My brother is a master of poetry. Not to mention making a few more poems, even if it's a few hundred poems, my brother will just open his mouth."

Santong's words immediately attracted the attention of the famous people present. It is not a pity that these people were surprised. The world is so big, but they really never heard anyone dare to say such a big talk.

"Grand bun!" The young man in the gorgeous clothes said contemptuously when he started entering the door.

Miss Ruoshui naturally disbelief and covered her mouth and smiled, "Then please ask some of the young masters to give me some advice."

"I don't dare to give me advice," Zhang Chi took the conversation and pointed to the wine and food on the table and said, "I am penniless. I am counting on using a few poems to exchange for wine. Of course, it's okay to have a few more poems. Just wait for a while when we leave, don't ask me for wine again."

Zhang Chi was of course a joke. Everyone burst into laughter when they heard this. Only the young man in the Chinese costume still sneered and said, "You dare to come to the fairy house even if you don't have money. Judging from your appearance, you may not be able to write any poems. Why don't you get out of the fairy house now? I will naturally pay for your wine money for you. Don't make some shit in a while, it's just a laugh!"

This young master in China was really too damning. Zhang Chi wanted to tease him a few words, and pointed to the teapot on the desk and said to the young master in China: "Since the young master said that I am laughing at me, I will write a funny poem with the teapot and this young master."

Everyone was surprised when they heard this. What is the connection between the teapot and this young master? How can this be used as a topic together?

Everyone was still secretly surprised, so Chi had already held the teapot, pointed to the round body of the teapot, the thin spout, and began to recite loudly, "The mouth is sharp and the belly is big and the ears are high."

This sentence really fits the shape of the teapot. Everyone calmed down and listened to Zhang Chi to continue saying: "It is only when you can avoid hunger and cold, and you will be proud. The small amount is too small to accommodate big things, and two or three inches of water are waving."

Everyone was also famous scholars, so naturally they knew that Zhang Chi was using a teapot to scold the young master for being "small and incapable of accepting things", and couldn't help laughing.

The young master of Huafu was also a member of the gentry who had read books. How could he not hear Zhang Chi's intention to scold him? He immediately became furious and pointed at Zhang Chi and slapped the table: "Look at you wearing a cloth clothes, you are just a poor family. How dare you be arrogant here?"

"What's wrong with the common man?" Zhang Chi asked gracefully on the hem of the blue shirt.

The young man was so angry that he couldn't hear that Zhang Chi was talking about a trap for him: "Of course, common people are untouchables. How can untouchables write good poems, and how can they be qualified to come to the fairy house for fun?"

Zhang Chi laughed and said, "It turns out that when you see people's clothes, you will know that they are capable. This young master's knowledge is indeed good. This is a revelation and made me think of another poem. The poem just now was titled with a teapot. I will write another poem with a sewing needle."

Like the poem that used objects to describe people just now, there was not yet in this era, and everyone felt that it was novel and unique. Now, when Zhang Chi said that there was still, he listened carefully.

"Everyone knows what a sewing needle looks like," Zhang Chi said, shaking his head and saying, "The head is pointed and the body is as thin as silver. There is not a single point in the scale. His eyes are on his butt, and he only recognizes his clothes but not people."

When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter and used this poem to mock the young man in the Chinese costume, which was more vivid than the one just now. The young man in the Chinese costume just said that Zhang Chi was wearing a cloth clothes, but Zhang Chi scolded him in reverse. Although he looked as white as silver, he did not have the weight of silver and did not weigh him even if he weighed him. The needle hole was indeed behind the sewing needle, and he only recognized his clothes but not the person.

"Miusable! Miao!" Meng Feiyang couldn't help but clapped his hands and laughed.

Such a poem is really incredible. Miss Ruoshui cannot help but admire it. She wrote two poems in a while chatting and laughing, and each poem has a profound meaning. I am afraid that she has never seen a second such a talented man.

Of course, Miss Ruoshui didn't know that there was such a time travel in the world. I'm afraid that if he knew about it, he wouldn't be so surprised.

"You!" Although the young master of China's clothing was almost blown out of his stomach, he wanted to refute it but felt a moment of absent and didn't know what to say. He also knew that the poem was not the other party's opponent. If this continued, he would probably be himself. Thinking of this, he said perfunctorily: "Young Master, I am so arrogant, I am not as good as you waiting for the common man to argue."

After saying that, he sat down and angrily drank the suffocating wine.

Seeing that the young man in China was not serious about him, he had no need to be in power and refused to forgive him. In the next song, Zhang Chi decided not to tease him anymore, but he turned around and said to Miss Ruoshui: "It's already two songs. I'll do two more songs. I can't wait for me to ask for money for wine later."

Miss Ruoshui was so amused and laughed: "Just relying on the two poems that the young master just now, this talent is worth the little girl asking her to drink. Of course, the money for the wine will not be mentioned again."

"If this is the case, then I will save two songs and stop writing them." Zhang Chi fell down after a slope, and after that, he had to sit back and sit down.

Needless to say, Miss Ruoshui had no choice. All famous scholars have always wanted to make more good poems in front of him, but this person is an alien.

"Of course, you can't ask the young master for money for wine, but it's rare in the world. Why not recite one or two more times, and it will open the little girl's eyes. Moreover, the two poems just now are more about seeing the young master's wise mind. It's better for the young master to write another one to show his talent." Miss Ruoshui really wanted to see how many good poems this common-clad young master could make.

Zhang Chi thought for a while and said, "Since Miss Ruoshui wants to hear it, I will continue to show my ugly face."

Miss Ruoshui smiled and nodded, Zhang Chi raised her wine glass and drank it all, and then chanted: "In Taohua Temple in Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Fairy under Taohua Temple. Peach Blossom Fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms for money. She woke up and sat in front of the flowers, and came to sleep under the flowers. Half drunk and half awake, day after day, flowers fell and bloomed year after year. I hope that I would die of old age and death, and I would not bow in front of the carriage and horse. The dust of the carriage and horse are exposed, and the flowers are connected by the hermit. If the person who is exposed is compared to the hermit, one on the flat ground and the other on the sky. If the flower wine is compared to the carriage and horse, why are they busy? Why are they idle? Others laughed at me for being too crazy, I laughed at others not seeing through it. I don’t see the tomb of the heroes of the Five Tombs, and there is no flower or wine to hoe to the fields."

"What a good poem!" Miss Ruoshui couldn't help cheering, and then said, "'I hope I will die of old age and not bow in front of the carriage and horse. The dust of the carriage and horses are visible, and the hermits are connected with wine cups and flowers branches. If the demonstrators are compared to hermits, one on the flat ground and the other on the sky. If the flower wine is compared to the carriage and horses, how can I be idle?' The young master's indulgence in mountains and rivers and disdain for the common things really make the famous people in the world ashamed."

After saying that, Miss Ruoshui bowed to the famous scholars present in the hall and said, "This young master is very talented. I want to invite this young master to go up the second floor. I believe you will not have any objections, right?"

Everyone is famous, so of course he can tell the difference. This kind of poetry is indeed admirable. Although he is a little dissatisfied with seeing Miss Ruoshui not invite her to the second floor, he can't say anything.

Miss Ruoshui turned around and said to Zhang Chi, "Since the young master is writing poems for these friends at the same table, why not go upstairs together and listen to the little girl playing songs for you?"

Meng Feiyang smiled and said, "What the lady is interested in is Mr. Zhang's talent, so there is no need for us to go up and disturb us."
Chapter completed!