The five people share the same amount, and at least one hundred and eighty-two taels are required.

I was short of money in an instant.

Chen Cong took a deep breath and had to stand up in person and said, "I will pay the money for the five brothers. If Your Highness can beat me, I will pay the double salary. If Your Highness loses, Your Highness will spare the money for the five!"

When Wei Shengjin, Zhu Yiqun, Qin Shousheng, Ji Congliang and Xia Jianren all looked happy when they heard this.

I don’t have to pay for it myself, and I feel less distressed.

Finally not too embarrassed.

I have to say that Chen Cong’s trick is good at winning people’s hearts.

Anyway, the Fufeng Mansion paid for his reputation as Chen Cong.

Why not do it?

But Ye Qing didn't want him to be proud, and he just heard him say, "You don't know what poem I'm going to write next, so you just make your own decisions and promise others. Do you feel good about yourself?"

Chen Cong said: "What should you do with Your Highness?"

"At five times the price, I'll allow you to protect them once." Ye Qing said with a smile.

He was not afraid that Chen Cong would refuse.

Because he knew that Chen Cong wanted to show off this.

As long as the price is right, he can help Chen Cong a little.

After all, what he, Ye Qing, wanted was not face, but affordability.

Five Nine Forty Five!

More than 4,500 taels of silver.

It's more than he earns when selling intelligence during this period.

You have to get a bigger one.

Ye Qing was afraid that Chen Cong and others would learn their lessons in the future, so he didn't dare to play with him.

Just shine the pig's knife.

“Five times!”

Chen Cong has a toothache!

Ye Qing doesn't follow the routine!

This adds so many things.

King Fufeng is not short of money.

But he is not a fool.

I won't throw money into the water casually.

More than 4,000 taels is a huge sum.

"Okay! Just as Your Highness said." Chen Cong gritted his teeth and agreed. With his identity, his status and importance in the eyes of King Fufeng, Qian Yetao should not be concerned about this.

Besides, he may not necessarily lose.

"I really agreed! Oh my God, one round is more than 4,000 taels!"

"Quickly pinch me, this is not a silence!"

"Gambling! It's so luxurious!"

"Young Master Chen's pose will be my idol in the future!"

Chen Cong heard this and his mouth twitched.

What's your vision? I, Chen Cong, will definitely lose?

Ignorance commoner!

"Ahem! Your Highness's conditions have changed, so I think the flesh we are competing also needs to be changed." Chen Congqing coughed and said:

"We compare words and make long and short sentences, and the title is autumn!"

Xia Yijing made Ye Qing write about the fact that he had almost lost the soil for survival.

Chen Cong weighed his poems and felt that writing Xia was not as good as Ye Qing, so he simply started playing with lyrics.

Write about autumn!

With these two conditions, I believe Ye Qing can’t play anymore.

Lyrics and poems are two-dimensional formats.

Summer and autumn are two different seasons.

Play routines!

Ye Qing smiled and made a gesture of invitation!

If you can perform with your heart, you will be the loss of my Chinese ancestors!

Chen Cong was secretly happy when he saw that Ye Qing did not object.

But I felt a little nervous.

Ye Qing is so happy, may he be able to write lyrics too!

Probably not.

Shaking his head and throwing away this terrible thought, Chen Cong said loudly: "My poem is called "Autumn Night""

"Where is the bell sound? The flute of the He family is the most passionate. Move on the fragrant steps, the banana leaves and the moon, and the shadows fall on the sparse lattice.

There are no fireflies in the morning. Outside the window, the wind is clear and the moon is bright. The treasure seal throws smoke, the silver lamp has no flames, and it feels more desolate."

After chanting, Chen Cong was naturally proud.

His lyrics are a bit flawed, but they are certainly a masterpiece.

Wei Shengjin, Zhu Yiqun, Qin Shousheng, Ji Congliang, Xia Jianren, Shi Kelang, Du Ziteng and others applauded!

"Your Highness, please!"

Ye Qing siped the other party's words and sifted through his mind a simple word saying:

"Withed vines, old trees, crows, small bridges, flowing water, and thin horses in the ancient road. The sunset is setting, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world."

short!,

Successful!

There is no fancy or gorgeous word.

Simple and generous!

However, the meaning of the words is clear and the description is vivid and rich in entry.

Constituting a natural picture.

It's catchy!

Reading it makes people love it and you can remember it in an instant.

"The name of the lyrics is "Tian Jingsha·Autumn Thoughts"" Ye Qing turned around and smiled, then walked to Wu Linglong:

"I'll ask you for the bathing of Miss Linglong!"

Wu Linglong was stunned!

She still didn't come out of Tianjingsha Qiusi. She just needs to be recited all of this word and it makes people fascinated.

It's really well written.

How did Ye Qing grow his brain?

Both poems and lyrics are good and fast.

This is different from the intelligence.

Who said he was a waste, who said he had no teaching in the palace?

No one taught that this level can be achieved?

Damn it! Those secrets in the palace are the waste.

Behind the eyes, I was deceived.

"Your Highness, are you too impatient? I am not ready yet!" Wu Linglong acted coquettishly and asked again with his eyebrows down:

"Your Highness, who did you learn from? Why are your poetry so good? Your teacher must be very powerful. Which great scholar and talented person in the Great Zhou Dynasty are you?"

"Ding! Master, Wu Linglong from Baixiao Pavilion wants to find out where you learned and the name of your mentor. He is willing to spend a kiss as a reward. Will he sell it?"

The system sells intelligence again!

but……
To be continued...