Invincible Salvation System

Chapter 12 Masterpiece
Chu Tianshu couldn't bear to pay the five taels of silver. This Qingmo girl was the most beautiful, and he wasn't interested either.

The reason why she did this was nothing more than a hype. Rare things are more expensive, so as to whet the appetite of these people and think that the money she spent was worth it.

It's like a person can easily eat delicacies from mountains and seas, but it is difficult to eat a cabbage, so he feels that cabbage can be worth a thousand dollars.

Those people immediately began to recite poems, but for those merchants, it was a bit embarrassing for them, after all, their level was limited.

For example, some people make poems like this: the scenery is beautiful tonight, the moon is in the sky, and I come to Ruyi Boat just to sleep in green ink.

There are no rhymes, but it is simple and clear, and it is catchy. Chu Tianshu couldn't help applauding.

Those who claimed to be talented people gave contemptuous looks one after another, thinking that this was an insult to gentleness.

In this era, when literati went to find a young lady, it might even become a good story, so many literati were not ashamed of it, but rather proud of it.

Thus, those so-called gifted scholars began to write poems. Indeed, they were educated, and the poems they made were indeed much better than those of these merchants.

Although Chu Tianshu couldn't make these poems by himself, he felt that the poems made by these talents were just like that.

"Good, great poem." After a son surnamed Zhang finished his poem, several people applauded and applauded. Those people should be Mr. Zhang's followers.

"Tch, what a fart." Chu Tianshu muttered to himself, revealing a hint of ridicule.

This was actually heard by one of Mr. Zhang's servants, and he told Mr. Zhang. This is a bad thing.

Mr. Zhang walked up to Chu Tianshu and asked, "You think the poems I made are bad?"

"Boy, do you know who the person standing in front of you is? It's the nephew of the current prime minister." One of Mr. Zhang's horse boys said arrogantly.

Damn it, I don't care who you are, I'm just passing by anyway, don't say you are the prime minister's nephew, even if the prime minister comes in person, I'm not afraid.

"I'm just telling the truth." Chu Tianshu said.

"Boy, hurry up and follow..." Young Master Zhang stopped him before he finished speaking.

"Since you say that the poems I wrote are not good, why don't you take out your masterpiece and let everyone appreciate it." Mr. Zhang looked at Chu Tianshu and said.

In the essay, Mr. Zhang felt that he did not belong to anyone present.

Chu Tianshu said: "I'm afraid that my masterpiece will be shown, and you will stand here speechless, and Miss Qingmo will fall in love with me."

With that said, everyone present burst into laughter. They have seen shameless people, but they have never seen such shameless people.

At this time, Qing Mo from upstairs came out, wearing a veil on her face, she couldn't see what she looked like, but that figure, those exposed eyes, she was definitely a beauty.

The group of perverts below boiled again, as if a dung beetle saw fresh cow dung.

"Young master, if your literary talent can really impress the slave family, the slave family is willing to sweep the couch tonight." Qing Mo looked at Chu Tianshu and said.

Seeing that Qing Modu is still wearing a veil at this time, I feel contemptuous in my heart, don't think that brother doesn't know that this is a marketing gimmick, the so-called B price is too high.

"Miss Qingmo, I've always been good to you, me and everyone. If my masterpiece wins the first place, how about you take off your veil and come down to dance for us all?" Chu Tianshu said. .

Qing Mo didn't expect Chu Tianshu to make such a request, and was a little annoyed. It was obvious that he wanted to lower his social status.

Those perverts all looked at Chu Tianshu gratefully, they never thought that this young man is so good, and he is willing to share such a good thing with everyone.

Qing Mo said: "What if your literary talent can't win No.1?"

"It doesn't exist, Miss Qingmo, just wait until you come down and dance to take off your clothes... Ah, no, dance." Chu Tianshu said.

Damn it, this man really can't stay home for long. He has become a bit boring after staying in the real world for a long time.

"If your literary talents can't win the top prize, I'll throw you into the Qinhuai River to swim." Qing Mo said.

"Swimming is my favorite. If Miss Qingmo doesn't mind, I can teach you how to swim." Chu Tianshu said with a smile.

"You... Hurry up and show off your masterpiece." Qing Mo met this kind of person for the first time.

"Wait, you haven't called the registration fee yet." The procuress has a particularly good memory.

"Which old man will help me, you can touch Miss Qingmo's little hand later. Miss Qingmo, what do you say?" Chu Tianshu looked at Qingmo on the second floor and asked.

Qing Mo's face revealed a trace of anger, she didn't speak, she wanted to see what kind of poems Chu Tianshu could make.

Chu Tianshu said: "Miss Qingmo's silence is her acquiescence. Ladies, you must seize such a good opportunity. You must not miss it and never come back again."

"I'll do it." Finally, a businessman in his thirties believed in Chu Tianshu, and paid five liang of silver for Chu Tianshu.

He makes a lot of money every day, so five taels of silver is nothing to him at all.

"Old Tie, just wait to touch Miss Qingmo's little hand." Chu Tianshu said.

The businessman waited for Qing Mo's tender little hand on the railing, and kept swallowing his saliva, what a beautiful little hand, I can play with it for a year.

"Can you write poetry?" Qing Mo couldn't wait to throw Chu Tianshu into the Qinhuai River.

"Let me think about it. Although I am very smart, I still need to think about it." Chu Tianshu said.

Hearing this, Qing Mo snorted coldly, I want to see what masterpieces you can make.

Mr. Zhang also looked at Chu Tianshu with a sneer on his face, not believing that Chu Tianshu could do anything earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods.

Chu Tianshu was thinking, which masterpiece should he plagiarize?

Chu Tianshu has memorized several Song Dynasty poems, such as Su Shi and Xin Qiji.

In fact, at this time, it is most appropriate to make a poem by Liu Yong, because he likes to visit brothels, and his poems are the most popular among ladies and sisters. Later, when he died in poverty, the ladies and sisters in the brothel chipped in to bury him.

However, his words are a bit long, and Chu Tianshu didn't memorize them all, which is definitely not possible.

After thinking for a while, Chu Tianshu immediately thought of Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal".

This poem can be described as a masterpiece through the ages, although many people may not be able to recite it completely, but that sentence: If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the day and night.

I am afraid that anyone who has read the book knows this sentence.

Well, this is the first word, I'm sorry, Qin Guan, buddy, I stole your word, pretended to be forced this time, thank you for not being born yet.

Under everyone's gaze, Chu Tian read out the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" slowly.

Xianyun is clever, Feixing spreads hatred, and Yinhan looms dark. When Jinfeng Yulu met, it won over countless people on earth.

The tenderness is like water, and the good times are like dreams. If the two feelings are long, how can they be in the sky?

(End of this chapter)