At the beginning, I awakened the Taobao system

Gao Huanquan stammered.

Gai Suwen was defeated in more than ten games, and Gao Yizhen returned to Chen Yi according to the agreement. Originally, he planned to confuse the matter after the poetry meeting. After all, the princess of the royal family became a servant girl, and Goguryeo lost all face.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yi brought up the matter again.

indeed.

If Chen Yi regards Gao Yizhen as a maidservant of the Duke's Mansion, he will be right to teach her a lesson no matter how much he tries.

Gao Huanquan pondered for a long time, but he had no good idea. He lowered his posture and said, "Duke, if you are willing to marry the younger sister, the ministers will naturally marry Zhen Er to you. Maid, do you think about it again?"

"That's it!"

Chen Yi still had a grim expression on his face, he snorted and said, "Would it take a lot of trouble to marry you as a maid? It's never happened before."

This…

Gao Huanquan was sure that Chen Yi had insulted Goguryeo, and he was about to burst into anger. Gai Suwen stepped forward and said: "Duke, the foreign minister is willing to bet and admit defeat, but the princess has a noble status and cannot be humiliated. The foreign minister is willing to compete with the Duke again.

If the minister wins, the princess will be free again; if the minister loses, he is willing to offer [-] silver to redeem the princess. "

"One hundred thousand."

"Is it less?"

Chen Yi pouted and said in disgust.

less?

Gao Huanquan and Gai Suwen wanted to beat Chen Yi to death on the spot.

Just now, Chen Yi kept saying that small bets would be fun, but big bets would hurt his health. He proposed a few taels of silver as a bet, but now he dislikes 10 taels.

Li Chengqian, Fang Yizhi, Fang Yiai, etc. also wished to beat Chen Yi violently. One hundred thousand guan is not a small amount, but Chen Yi thought it was too little, it was too cheap.

Gai Suwen circled quickly, and finally said in embarrassment: "The foreign minister really has no money left."

Half a month ago, Chen Yi was asked to blackmail more than [-] guan, and now [-] guan is the largest amount he can collect.

"Sir, it's fun to gamble." Li Chengqian persuaded.

To cheat people, you can't find someone to cheat, no one will want to play with him next time.

"Fine!"

Chen Yi said lightly: "What is the competition?"

Gai Suwen cleared his throat and snickered: "I heard that Duke Guo is very talented and his poems are outstanding. He is a leader in Chang'an literary circles. Jin Shaofu is Shizi's teacher. He happens to be good at poetry and prose. He is known as the number one genius in Goguryeo. Ask for advice, I hope the Duke will not hesitate to teach you."

"Gai Suwen, you..."

Li Chengqian cried out, then shook his head slightly.

puff…

Fang Yi love can't help spit out the drink.

than poetry.

One hundred thousand coins is indeed less.

The other party insisted on sending money to Chen Yi, what could they say.

The students next to him looked at it and laughed.

Ah……

enlighten me.

It's clearly a challenge!
But Goguryeo is worthy of challenging Chen Yi.

It's not too bad to come to give money.

Chen Yi also thought it was funny, it was worse than anything else, but poetry, it seemed that Gai Suwen hadn't learned the previous lesson.

Since he was humiliating himself, Chen Yi was willing to teach him a lesson, and said with a sneer, "It's a small country in a corner, how can He De dare to be called the number one talent." So, the Duke is willing to teach him? "Gai Suwen asked.

Wen has no first, Wu has no second.

Chen Yi is well-educated and talented in Goguryeo.

Before the results are seen, the outcome is unpredictable.

At this time, a person came from the crowd, bowed to Chen Yi and said, "Foreign minister Jin Huanming pays his respects to the Duke."

"Exemption."

Chen Yi said carelessly: "The visitor is a guest, what aspect do you plan to teach me?"

Jin Huanming said implicitly: "Why don't you use the moon as the theme for Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"it is good!"

"you first."

"The Duke please first."

"sure?"

"My lord, please." Jin Huanming insisted.

Chang'an students called Chen Yi a poet, and he wanted to see how good Chen Yi was.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, drink wine and enjoy the moon.

Chen Yi grabbed the jug and drank wildly from mouth to mouth, dancing and chanting while half awake and half drunk.

"When is the bright moon? Ask Qingtian about the wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky."

Just four simple sentences, in the garden, the silence, the silence is terrifying.

All the girls from aristocratic families looked at each other with their legs crossed, their eyes full of admiration.

Stunning.

Amazing.

"I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold on the heights. Dance to find out the shadows, so it seems to be in the world."

Chen Yi raised his tone, and his pauses were orderly.

For a while, some female family members held their breath nervously, and some female family members held their skirts and ran to dance beside Chen Yi.

Seeing this, Chen Yi quickened his tone.

"Turn to Zhuge, a low-lying household, and a sleepless night. There should be no hatred, what is the long-term goodbye? People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult in ancient times. I hope that people will live a long time, and thousands of miles will share the happiness and son-in-law. .”

Poetry falls.

Dancing.

Chen Yi drank from the pot.

In the garden, there was only a slight gasp.

Suddenly, just for a moment, overwhelming cheers sounded in the garden,

"Okay, good word."

"Bold and uninhibited, ecstatic."

"Well, I hope that people will be together for a long time."

"Rakuyu is chic and unrestrained, and he is worthy of being a poet."

All the students praised him one after another, and the female relatives fixed their eyes on Chen Yi as if admiring a rare treasure.

Even Gao Huanquan, Gai Suwen, and Gao Yizhen showed surprise.

Only Jin Huanming's face was embarrassed at the beginning, and then he was full of joy. When the surroundings were quiet, he panted heavily and praised excitedly: "I am convinced, I am convinced, I am surrendered. Broad-minded, yearning for the bright moon, nostalgia for the world, as well as the romantic colors, chic style and flowing water, the Duke really lives up to his reputation as a poet."

ashamed.

Shame!
Jin Huanming looked ashamed, he shouldn't be playing tricks.

In contrast, his poems are always self-deprecating.

When Chen Yi was arranging his clothes, a woman from an aristocratic family took advantage of her distraction and jumped into Chen Yi's arms, hugged Chen Yi's arm and said anxiously, "My lord, you can't leave, let's make another poem."

Uh.

So unreserved.

Are you not afraid of outsiders pointing and gossiping?
Chen Yi tried to push the woman away and escape, and the women from the aristocratic families around him rushed up one after another.

The lotus arms stretched out from all sides imprisoned Chen Yi, so he couldn't throw it out with all his strength, so he glanced at Jin Huanming and said, "Do you mind if I write another poem?"

"The ministers are all ears."

Jin Huanming saluted humbly, listening to Chen Yi's poems was also a kind of enjoyment.

Chen Yi grabbed the lotus root of the female family member in his arms, and said softly, "Go back quickly, so that I can continue to write poems."

"Master Chen."

The woman raised her head and shouted, but there was no sign of leaving.

"I can't write poetry like this!" Chen Yi said helplessly.

"All right!"

The woman reluctantly let go of Chen Yi, and stood quietly beside her.

Chen Yi cleared his throat, walked slowly, stood upright by the pond, and chanted a poem with his hands behind his back: "The tide of the spring river connects with the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises together with the tide.
His tone was frustrating and orderly, high-pitched and imposing.

In an instant, a scroll of spring river flowers and moon nights with the moon as the main body and the river as the scene unfolded slowly.

Beside, everyone listened with gusto.

Absolutely.

This poem is perfect.

Someone secretly exclaimed.

"The river flows round and round Fangdian, the moon shines on the flowers and forests like hail, the frost in the sky does not feel flying, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen.
Chen Yi's poems outline a magnificent and colorful scene.

The listeners couldn't hide their excitement, but they stood there in a daze, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery sketched by Chen Yi.

However, this is not the end, but the beginning.

"Jiangtian is the same color without any dust, and the bright moon is alone in the sky. Who on the riverside saw the moon for the first time? When did the river moon shine on people at the beginning of the year?......, the slanting moon sinks and hides the sea fog,
Shi Xiaoxiang's Unlimited Road.I don't know how many people will return in the moonlight, but the falling moon shakes the trees in the river. "

Chen Yi made it in one go, standing facing the wind with his hands behind his back, quite a bit like a young man, writing passionately, pointing out the world.

Hearing the praises and exclamations one after another in the garden, I couldn't help but smile.

This poem can be said to be lonely and cover the whole Tang Dynasty. The poem is really beautiful, and the talent is really beautiful.

It can be said that there is no one before or after, and his reputation as a poet is more and more established.

"Chen... Mr. Chen..." A woman from a famous family next to her blushed and stammered as she walked up to Chen Yi, unable to speak out with excitement.

Chen Yi remained calm and calm, and asked with a smile, "Is the girl still satisfied?"

Can you still be satisfied?

More than satisfied!
Li Yingluo blushed, bit her thin lips lightly and nodded repeatedly.

More than satisfied.

She is so satisfied.

He said to Chen Yi with a coy expression, "My lord, you have hurt my slave."

"I go."