Everyone in the lobby of Sanjiang Pavilion looked to the third floor. When they saw the young master standing, they couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring and looked admiring.

This person is the real owner of Sanjiang Pavilion, Sima Yue, known as the first son of Maozhou, at the age of 25, rich, beautiful and talented.

This is the best young talent in Maozhou.

It is rumored that he was an orphan with no family background, but relying solely on his own wisdom, he almost monopolized the entire restaurant business in Maozhou.

Women who like him can line up from the south of the city to the north of the city, but he has never brought any women into the mansion, nor has he ever gone to any fireworks and wine alleys.

Sima Yue’s biggest characteristic is that he loves talents, especially those who are good at writing poetry.

In Sima's Mansion, he raised hundreds of literati who had not won the exam, and he kept holding book review meetings with them to discuss various contents about agriculture, commerce, foreign trade, etc., and draw the nourishment he wanted from them.

He proposed the bidding for poetry, and therefore it has become a gathering place for scholars of Maozhou literati.

When the shopkeeper of Sanjiang Pavilion saw that the owner had spoken, how dare he refuse to follow him, he immediately looked at the thin young man and said loudly: Please use the shad as the title and write a five-character quatrain. The three words "eight-inch shad" must be included in the line of the poem. It also shows the uniqueness of the golden shad.

In order to prevent anyone from preparing poetry in advance, when bidding for poetry, the shopkeeper always asks the questions on the spot, and does not meet the requirements and is directly eliminated. If there is any intention to cheat, Sanjiang Pavilion will not receive them forever.

In half a quarter of an hour, it is quite good to be able to write a five-character quatrain, and it is even more difficult to write a good poem under the limitations of the proposition.

The thin young man thought for a moment and then said loudly: "Praying ink and serving."

Immediately, a mobile rice paper made of a screen was carried over, and the pen and ink on the side were already ready.

Zhao Yan also looked at the young man curiously.

This is almost equivalent to Cao Zhi's seven steps into a poem. He also wanted to see what kind of poem he could make.

brush!

The young man picked up a wolf-haired pen, dipped it into the inkstone, and then started writing directly.

And the diners around couldn't help but start to recite.

"The eight-inch shad in Mao Pavilion was originally located on the river. If you don't have a dragon, you will be with you when you return."

After writing, the person also signed his name: Li Mubai.

When Zhao Yan saw this seven-character quatrain, he was stunned. This poem is very similar to a poem by Li Bai, but in this era, there is no poem by Li Bai.

"Could he be a time traveler?" Zhao Yan murmured, but in the next second, Zhao Yan ruled out this idea.

No matter how bad a time traveler is, he will never be able to dress so badly. It seems that this person is indeed a bit talented.

From the content of this poem, the first thing is to do is to the topic. Secondly, the last two sentences "If you do not make a dragon, you will be with you when you return, you will be with you when you are a fish." are excellent sentences.

More than 90% of the poets can make such verses in such a short time!

"What a good poem, what a good poem. Using fish to describe dragons is really so literary!"

"What a returnee who is accompanying the fish, what a good sentence!"

"This kind of poem is definitely something that Master Sima likes. This Master Li has a bright future and may be able to enter Sima's mansion!"

...

At this time, Sima Yue, the owner of Sanjiang Pavilion, walked down from the building and said with praise: "This poem is worthy of this golden sausage!"

A happy smile appeared on Li Mubai's face. From today on, he has become famous in Maozhou and will never have to worry about food and drink from now on.

Suddenly, a sound came from the crowd.

"I give 8,000 taels!"

The person who spoke is not someone else, but the descendants of the grandson of the Sun family standing on the second floor.

At this time, Liu Dazhong was also anxious and was about to open his mouth to shout, but Zhao Yan stopped him.

"Speaking is a vulgar!" Zhao Yan shook his head and said.

Although Liu Dazhong didn't understand what Zhao Yan said, he immediately stopped talking.

Suddenly, most of the diners looked at Sun Changshou, their eyes full of contempt.

"Can poetry be priceless? Can money be measured? Such poetry is priceless!"

"What a rustic bun. I heard that the Sun family started by selling steamed buns. It's really vulgar!"

"It's really superficial and stinky to compare with poetry!"

...

In Sanjiang Pavilion’s bid for poetry, there is an unwritten rule, that is, after the bid for poetry is successful, if the latter wants to surpass it, he must win it with poetry. If he takes out the money, it will be a blasphemy of poetry.

From this we can also see how high the literati and doctor class is in people's minds.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, as long as you are proficient in poetry, no matter how ugly you are, you will not have to worry about marrying a wife, and you can also exchange for food and clothing without worries.

When Sima Yue heard this, he ignored Sun Changshou at all.

Sun Changshou was so angry that his face turned pale, but he did not dare to complain. Although his family was very rich, he did not dare to offend Sima Yue at all.

In desperation, he had to leave in shame.

Liu Dazhong is both glad and depressed.

Fortunately, I didn't speak just now, otherwise I would have been called a local bun, full of money.

But he was also depressed, and he was depressed that this golden sausage would definitely not be able to eat it.

"Young Master, I will ask someone to get you a golden shad that is bigger than this one another." Liu Dazhong patted his chest and promised.

"Today, I'm going to eat this fish!" Zhao Yan smiled slightly and stood up.

Lu Nianwei, who was standing beside her, looked at Zhao Yan with admiration. What she liked the most was Zhao Yan's confident and powerful appearance.

Zhao Yan whispered loudly: "I also want to bid for poetry!"

Hearing this, everyone turned around. When they saw Zhao Yan's appearance, some women even exclaimed in amazement.

Zhao Yan's appearance is already handsome, and the aura of a superior cultivated in the palace.

He just stood there without saying a word, and it was also an extremely pleasing scenery.

More importantly, everyone originally thought that Sima Yue's appearance was already outstanding, but as soon as this person stood up, he was obviously even better than Sima Yue's appearance.

Of course, Sima Yue's appearance was increased by his property and money.

Sima Yue looked at Zhao Yan, nodded slightly, and then wrote in person: "The same five-character quatrain must contain the word "黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑黑�

Hearing this proposition, a sound of breathing came from below.

Sima Yue gave the question himself, which was indeed unique.

A five-character quatrain is not difficult, and the word "黑黑" is not difficult. The difficulty lies in how to show the sufferings of the people.

A five-character quatrain consists of twenty characters in total. It is quite difficult to use twenty characters to present the theme of folk suffering.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, it is probably difficult for others to have the speed to make poems that fit the theme, except for Xiao Zijie's limerick.

Zhao Yan smiled indifferently, walked directly to the new screen, dipped in ink and picked up the pen.
Chapter completed!