Xu Jie went to the stairs, and the servant hurriedly came over with a smile on his face: "Young master, are you going to go back?"

Xu Jie nodded: "Well, the food and drinks are good. Come to visit the lake tomorrow. When you have another meal here, you can pay for the food and drinks."

The servant heard that Xu Jie was coming tomorrow and was even more enthusiastic, so he asked again: "Why didn't the young master leave a poem on the wall like them? Master Wu was present today, but he couldn't miss such a good opportunity."

Xu Jie smiled slightly when he heard this: "I'll keep it today, and you'll clean it tomorrow. Wouldn't it be futile? Forget it..."

The servant looked slightly embarrassed, and then he smiled endlessly: "No, no, the young master must be extraordinary in literary talent. The young master will come tomorrow, and the poems will be left on the wall for people to admire."

This guy is smart. Regardless of whether Xu Jie's poems will be painted in the dark, as long as Xu Jie comes tomorrow, it doesn't matter if he stays for one more day. This guy is really familiar with the way to attract guests. If you want to attract guests, this guy should also be a little bit of a benefit. Today's business is good because Wu Boyan has come here, which does not mean that his business will be so good tomorrow. He always needs these methods to do business.

The servant had already handed over the pen and looked at Xu Jie with a look of hope.

Xu Jie also drank a lot of wine and was in great interest. He looked at the servant and smiled slightly. He took the brush and said, "Then leave one here!"

The servant said again: "Young Master is a foreigner, so it is hard to get a trip to Hangzhou. I will leave some pens and ink to commemorate it. Please, please."

The guy had some emotional intelligence. Xu Jie had already walked towards the wall with his pen, and the few people behind him were waiting at the stairs.

I saw Xu Jie walking to the wall. The middle area was already full of writing, and there were open spaces at the corners. I thought for a moment and wrote ten big words: A green willow drooping waves reflected in the evening clouds in spring lake.

After writing ten big characters, the small "Dajiang Xu Wenyuan" fell. Xu Jie handed the pen to the servant, and then walked straight to the stairs. Xu Jie created these ten characters in a moment. He looked back and looked at them again. He was extremely satisfied. He was in a better mood and walked much lighter.

But the servant behind him took the pen, saw the ten words on the wall, hurriedly caught up with Xu Jie, and said hurriedly: "Young Master, have you not finished writing your poem?"

Xu Jie teased and said, "My poem can be written in these ten words."

The servant looked embarrassed when he heard this, and followed Xu Jie down to the first floor. He reached the counter and asked again: "Young Master will definitely come again tomorrow?"

Xu Jie seemed to know what the servant meant, and nodded and replied, "I will definitely come to visit the lake tomorrow."

The shopkeeper was settled the score, and the servant said again: "Will that young man leave a seat on the second floor for the young master? The price will be cheap tomorrow, two taels of silver, wine and food are enough."

After all, the servant was still for business matters, so Xu Jie didn't care. While waiting for the shopkeeper at the counter to settle the score, he said, "I'll come tomorrow after the lake, and I'll be there in the evening. Just keep the seat."

The servant laughed again at this moment. The shopkeeper also took the deposit in front of him. Xu Jie took a look and didn't take it seriously. Yun Shuhuan had already come forward to pay.

At this time, laughter came from the upper floor, and someone laughed and said, "This foreigner is not ashamed of being a good person. Anyway, no one knows him."

Someone else laughed and said, "Haha...didn't that leave his name?"

A man who was writing poetry by the wall had a bit of agility. He glanced at the signature and smiled casually: "Dajiang Xu Wenyuan, half of the poem in West Lake. The elegance is not enough, and no one knows the whole place!"

He casually made a limerick and teased the people from other places who had just gone downstairs to write half of the poem. When everyone heard this limerick, they laughed endlessly, and the laughter also reached the downstairs. When Xu Jie heard this, he probably knew that someone was laughing at the poem he left on the wall, but he didn't care and turned around and walked out of the door.

However, the name of Xu Wenyuan of Dajiang was heard in Wu Boyan's ears, which made Wu Boyan think of something. He turned to look at the ten big words in the corner of the wall. Then he seemed to have confirmed something, nodded and laughed: "Xu Wenyuan of Dajiang, good poems and good poems! It is exactly what we like today!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard Wu Boyan's sudden speech. When they heard Wu Boyan's words praising the half poem, they were even more surprised and confused. They looked at the crowd of people again, and they turned to the ten words in the corner of the wall to read.

But Wu Boyan still turned his head and looked out the window. As Xu Jie and his group walked out of the door, they shouted: "Dajiang Xu Wenyuan, can you stop and drink a few drinks with me?"

Xu Jie had just walked out the door and heard someone calling him, and turned around and looked up, then he also saw Wu Boyan by the window looking at him with a smile on his face.

Xu Jie asked: "Was Master Wu shouting?"

Wu Boyan nodded and said, "Isn't Dajiang Xu Wenyuan the same thing? How about drinking it again after coming up?"

Xu Jie looked at the fat and thin guys, and saw that they were indifferent to each other, and looked up and smiled, "Has Master Wu brought enough money? This Wanghu Tower is too expensive today, and we are too capable of drinking, so I'm afraid that Master Wu's wine will not be enough."

Wu Boyan laughed when he heard this: "You take care of yourself and drink. I never pay for it."

Xu Jie laughed when he heard this, saying that Wu Boyan came here, and I don’t know how many hundreds or thousands of taels of taels of money would be made in Wanghu Tower today, so where would he still collect Wu Boyan’s alcohol money? He was just afraid that the hospitality was not good, and that Wu Boyan would not come next time.

Xu Jie had already turned around and went into Wanghu Tower again.

Xu Jie went up the second floor again, and there was already a lot of discussion on the upper floor.

Ten big words: A green willow drooping waves reflect the evening clouds in spring lake.

Someone has seen the trick and read it: "A green willow in spring lake, and the drooping waves reflect the evening clouds. The clouds reflect the waves in the evening, and the willows reflect the spring in spring. Good poems and poems, Xu Wenyuan in the river, this palindrome poem is excellent, and you should be the first tonight!"

Looking at the people around, the people who just spoke up and joked were all ashamed and bowed their heads without saying anything. Ten words, positive and negative combinations of strokes became poems.

In spring, a green willow by the West Lake, the branches of weeping willows sway the water waves on the lake surface, and the waves reflect the evening sunset clouds. The clouds reflected in the water are like branches of green willows, and the clouds hang down seem to make the water surface ripples. When the willows are green, a lake is beautiful in spring. Green can also be understood as a verb, which is the weeping willow green the spring color of the lake.

Xu Jie was walking up at this time. He heard the words, smiled without saying a word, and went straight to the sitting alone Wu Boyan. Xu Jie bowed his hand first, and Wu Boyan also stood up, raised his hand to ask, and said, "If you can meet you, Xu Wenyuan, this trip is worth it today. Lu Ziyou also told me that fate is like this, and it will be clear."

Xu Jie went to Hangzhou by land and Wu Boyan to Hangzhou by water. The speed difference between the two was several days apart. Wu Boyan said this, obviously after Xu Jie left the Peach Blossom Forest, Wu Boyan had also gone to see Lu Ziyou.

Xu Jie laughed when he heard this and said, "I have read Master Wu's poems since I was a child. With the opening and closing of the world, I really have the pleasure of looking down on the world. Master, please!"

Everyone sat down, and Wu Boyan no longer felt bored. He kept holding the cup and praised him: "Does this poem of responsiveness have a name?"

Xu Jie wrote on the spot, so he naturally had no name for poetry, so he smiled and said, "Why would Master Wu give me a name for poetry?"

(ps: Every time Lao Zhu writes something, whether it is original, adapted, or quoted, there will be criticisms from book friends. So Lao Zhu has made a big move today and a original palindrome poem, and he doesn't want to be told by some book friends anymore. Novels are entertainment, so don't have to be too serious. Everyone is reading, and literati are inferior. Lao Zhu never thinks he is very clever. Everything revolves around the plot needs. Please forgive me if you don't have to understand what you don't want. I just hope that the story can make the book friends happy. After the fun, please don't have to be too serious with Lao Zhu. Thank you for your understanding!
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