I, a white-famous crane in Guanzhong, responded.

The white-famous crane was full of confidence and responded word by word. The voice reached everyone's ears, making many people become furious.

Poetry gatherings are an opportunity to become famous, but since they have become famous, more people are willing to watch the fun. Either the celebrities are trampled on, or the celebrities are trampled on countless people.

So no matter whether the white-famous crane succeeds or fails, many people will be happy to see it.

"I have something in my Guanzhong Baiming crane, which is comparable to that famous inkstone!" Baiming crane lived to his thirties in his later generations and achieved a small success in his career. After experiencing countless business opportunities, the three best talents ranked third, which is to seize business opportunities.

After saying that, the white-famous crane bowed to Lu Zhengqiu.

Without saying a word, Lu Zhengqiu also understood what this means.

At this time, Lu Zhengqiu stood up: "The white-name crane has something to borrow from my mother to watch March to thank me for the friendship that Lu had lent him for the food. This thing is a bronze mirror from the Tang Dynasty, which is brighter than an ordinary bronze mirror. It is even more magical. When the light intensity reaches a certain level, a lady will dance in the mirror."

Since Lu Zhengqiu stood up and said that there is something in Bai Minghe's hand that can be compared with that inkstone, then there must be one.

If you are a fifth-rank editor of the Hanlin Academy, it is the authority here.

"Mr. Lu, I, Baiminghe, will not lose, so the March appointment is still valid!" Baiminghe specifically emphasized.

Yang Buwu smiled coldly and patted his hands gently. Someone blew a long whistle.

Soon, a boat slowly approached from a distance. There was a flag on the bow of the boat, a hand-embroidered silk flag, a lotus flower.

"Southern Hehe, one of the three courtesans in the capital, Luhe!" Sun Yuanjun was also a little confused. She didn't expect that these people could really invest in order to compare their husbands. The ship arrived here, and I was afraid that it would set out overnight to get here at this time.

The rumored arrogant Nan Zhihe would be willing to rush through the road overnight and make herself so hard?

Seeing this boat, Lu Zhengqiu raised his wine glass to the prefect of Zhuozhou, and then whispered: "Tonight, I'm afraid it will be interesting!"

"The poetry meetings are held every year, but I always read those bitter lyrics every year. It is hard to produce a true masterpiece every year. This year is indeed interesting. This white-famous crane in Guanzhong is even more interesting." After replying, the prefect of Zhuozhou replied, he asked in a low voice: "Mr. Lu has an old age with this white-famous crane?"

"I didn't know each other. Although the young people were impulsive, they were very good. If you want to solve the poverty grievances in Bali and Santiago Village in Laishui County, this is a matter of accumulating good deeds. And I heard recently that it seems that it has achieved something, which can be alleviated this year. There may be a chance to cure it next year. My mother has ordered someone to take 300 taels of silver and buy a shop of him to show support. This is also a matter of doing good deeds. My Lu family also benefits, and we should accumulate virtue!"

Lu Zhengqiu answered very seriously.

The prefect of Zhuozhou nodded: "This matter is a very good thing, so I should praise it!"

After saying that, an old man next to him said, "I have seen this white-named crane boy. Although he was naughty, he was also a studious man. His grandfather was also a famous scholar in Laishui County. Ten years ago, at least three of the ten scholars in Laishui County were taught in elementary school and were also very good families!"

Lu Zhengqiu also said, "I also received the teachings of Master Sun when I was studying for my children!"

The old man who spoke just now said again: "It's just that this white-famous crane is young and frivolous, but he doesn't know that there are countless heroes in the world. The sharpness of killing him is also for his own good."

"I'm afraid this time, the young master of Shangshu Yang may not be able to get a bargain from Bai Minghe!" Lu Zhengqiu smiled indifferently and did not continue talking.

The ship had already arrived near and a woman in a green dress walked out of the bow.

This woman has no makeup on her face and shows her face without makeup.

But there was no makeup at all. If she appeared here yesterday, the Bayan of Zhuozhou would be overshadowed. Countless people have fantasized about how beautiful it would be if a woman dressed up like this.

The white-known crane stood on the shore, and the bamboo flute in his left hand gently knocked on the palm of his right hand.

Beauties are naturally loved by everyone.

In later generations, a female classmate of Bai Minghe once sighed that the world is really beautiful, with many good people, many kind-hearted people, and many people are willing to help others. Moreover, colleagues at work are very aligned and their superiors take good care of her.

Bai Minghe wanted to tell that female classmate: The world in the eyes of the goddess is different from that of ordinary women.

This is the privilege of beauty.

"I was originally invited to Zhuozhou, but the national customs and miscellaneous matters were delayed. Who would have missed a lot? I feel very sorry. He came all night long. Mr. Bai, the little girl is polite." Lu He leaned his body slightly, bent his neck slightly, and bowed his body.

As soon as he appeared, he pointed directly at the white-famous crane.

This is like an ancient swordsman who had not yet unsheathed his sword, but his sword intent was rising, pointing to someone who was qualified to be enemies with it.

"I searched for him for a long time, and suddenly looked back..." Bai Minghe spoke. Everyone heard that they were reciting an ancient poem. They were about to make a fuss, but Bai Minghe's tone changed: "** has already slept with a crooked neck!"

Lu He smiled slightly: "Young Master Bai is so funny!"

"Young Master Bai, how about competing today?" Yang Buwu stood on the other side and shouted loudly.

"How about adding a lottery ticket to Bai?" Bai Minghe was still full of confidence.

"I, Yang Buwu, will accompany you!" Yang Buwu could not retreat at this time. The original bet was already huge, so what if you add some more?

Bai Minghe waved his hand gently: "No, I, Bai Minghe, asked Miss Luhe for a prize."

"What kind of lottery should I have for the young master?" Lu He was not afraid of the strong enemy. The more confident Bai Minghe was, the more willing she was to fight. You should know that in the Ming Dynasty, not only scholars, merchants, and ** courtesans valued fame more.

According to a simple algorithm, Lu He will appear once now, and it will cost 100 taels.

Then, if she beat Bai Minghe, her appearance fee would be increased to at least 300 taels, or even more.

"Next month, Qingquan Wharf will be put into use and all stores will be opened. How about Miss Luhe's singing song?" Bai Minghe offered her own conditions.

Taking every opportunity to earn benefits for yourself and seize business opportunities is the white-famous crane.

Lu He nodded: "He, I agree. How about Mr. Bai's lottery?"

Bai Minghe did not answer, but picked up the flute, divided it into three times, and each played the clip for about two minutes.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while inexperienced watch the tricks.

Baiminghe started from scratch in later generations and had never learned anything superb. However, he learned flute from the dean in an orphanage since childhood. The simplest flute was only two yuan at the time. Moreover, the flute that Baiminghe had always collected in modern times was made by the old dean of the orphanage himself.

There won’t be too many things, but this flute is a kind of sustenance to the soul.

The white-famous crane is not considered a master, so it can only be said to be proficient.

But this song is master level.

Modern version, "Battle of Liang".

"I lost, I'll give you this music score. I don't know how the story of this song is circulated among the people. However, the story I compiled and remade by Bai Minghe in Guanzhong is not bad!"

The story of the White-Famous Crane is more than nothing. The three courtesans in the capital have no confidence in that song.

Unless, there is another more beautiful story, accompanied by more wonderful music.

Lu He agreed. Judging from the sound of the white-famous crane's flute, he had put in effort on the flute, but he still couldn't reach the level of a master. But this song is extremely extraordinary.

Bai Minghe smiled heartily: "Please ask the eight girls from last night to come out!"

Yang Buwu smiled. Those eight people were already in the capital. Not many people knew about this matter here, and there would definitely not be more than five people.

Lu He didn't know, and sat at the bow of the boat and waited silently.

At this time, a servant came and whispered a few words beside Bai Minghe. Bai Minghe turned into an ice sculpture at that time. The eight people, one of them, were invited to the capital and left overnight last night.

What's the hell thing about this?

The cold smile on Yang Buwu's face made Bai Minghe feel hatred in his heart, thinking that this is the mess.

"Well!" Zhuozhou prefect cleared Qingxuezi: "The story of Bai Minghe, a scholar in Guanzhong, was very good last night. So after performing last night, the capital invited them to perform, and it will probably take a few days before they can come back. There are still women with good singing skills in Zhuozhou."

Sun Yuanjun also understood this time. No one appeared on this competition.

Thinking of this, Sun Yuanjun stood up, but saw Bai Ming crane waved his hand back and signaling Sun Yuanjun to sit down.

If you have conditions, you must go up, and if you don’t have conditions, you must go up.

"This matter is a bit sudden, but continue..." Bai Minghe replied confidently. Then he attracted the servant who had just come over to answer and whispered a few words. The servant looked puzzled and puzzled. He wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to ask his identity, so he had to run down to pass the message.

The problem with Baiminghe has not been solved yet, but then another problem arose.

Mo Chou's boat also appeared. Mo Chou gave a bow and asked loudly: "Young Master Bai thought Mo Chou's singing voice was barely heard!"
Chapter completed!