Travel through troubled times and escape famine with the system

In the alley behind Shuxiang Restaurant, Lu You saw that there was no one around, so he took two steps, climbed over the wall and entered the backyard of Shuxiang Restaurant.

In the restaurant lobby, the substitute doll on the counter had been sleeping at the desk, but suddenly stood up, shaking.

"Miss Deer is awake!!"

Some students saw Lu You wake up and shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked towards the counter, and they were all extremely happy.

Obviously, everyone was very satisfied with the meal.

Qin Kesong came to Lu You, burping and staggering.

"Miss Lu, when you invited me to drink before, you said you had a poem about the moon, which might be passed down through the ages."

"At this moment, we have had three rounds of wine and five dishes, and we are all waiting for Miss Lu's words."

Hearing Qin Kesong's words, everyone below echoed him, even Guan Shanyue looked at Lu You with sparkling eyes.

In fact, Guan Shanyue didn't believe in this poem about the moon.

In his opinion, it was already very valuable that Lu You could recite the Four Lines of Hengqu and write the two poems "Presented to Master Guan".

The poems that have been passed down through the ages are not white radishes on the street; how can they be made up easily?

Of course, it is impossible to say that there are no expectations at all.

The four sentences of Hengqu are profound in connotation, upright in style and profound in meaning.

However, because Lu You's talent was so stunning, the Third Prince Wu Quanwen had already issued a gag order, obviously not wanting others to discover Lu You's talent.

Guan Shanyue had been in the officialdom for half his life, so he naturally understood that the Third Prince valued his talent and wanted to win over Lu You.

However, this recruitment is just an idea.

After all, even if one can say these four sentences, if it is just a flash of inspiration, or if he is really just repeating the words of the sages, then there is no need to recruit him.

If Lu You wants to truly become the Third Prince's disciple, he must continue to demonstrate his talents.

This second poem, written to himself as a gift to Master Guan, is written with true feelings and has a natural and free artistic conception.

But in the final analysis, this is nothing more than a complete hymn of praise. Although it can help to make one famous, it has too strong a purpose and is not easy to spread.

But if Lu You can write another poem that will be passed down through the ages, then he can really make a name for himself in the literary world.

The same poem dedicated to Master Guan was written by a commoner woman whose brother was captured and who asked for his protection.

Or it was written by a talented woman whose articles have been passed down through the ages...

There is a world of difference between the persuasiveness of the two!

So, regarding Lu You’s poems about the moon.

Guan Shanyue doesn't believe it, but looks forward to it!

Widow Zhou and Lu Yi both knew that the substitute doll could not make a sound. At this time, Qin Kesong asked Lu You to recite the words, and the two hurried forward to stop him.

"Master Qin, Lu You is still drunk, how can he recite any poem?"

"I think we should all drink first and wait until Lu You is completely sober..."

As Widow Zhou was speaking, Qin Kesong waved his hands vigorously.

"It has been almost two hours since Miss Lu fell asleep at her desk. Even if it was nectar, the smell of alcohol should have dissipated by now."

"Besides, we have no ill intentions. We just want to listen to Miss Lu's work. Why are you trying to stop us?"

As Qin Kesong spoke, he was about to step forward and invite Lu You again.

But at this moment, 'Lu You' staggered, held onto the counter and pretended to vomit, then lowered his head and stumbled towards the backyard.

Seeing Lu You like this, Qin Kesong and other students were worried, but a hint of disappointment also flashed in their eyes.

It seems that I won’t be able to hear the poem about the moon today.

When Liu saw Lu You rushing into the backyard, she hurriedly lifted the curtain and followed him.

This frightened Widow Zhou and Lu Yi, and they rushed to the backyard in panic.

"Madam, I'll take care of the deer. You should stay ahead."

Widow Zhou held onto Liu and said with a smile, but Liu forcefully pulled her hand out of Widow Zhou's.

"Luyou is also my niece. I feel bad for her now."

"Don't worry, the students in front are already drinking happily now, and they don't need anyone to take care of them."

As she spoke, Liu followed Lu You's figure, turned the corner and walked towards the toilet.

Lu Yi and the widow Zhou wanted to stop them, but they heard a sound of vomiting coming from the corner.

The two looked at each other, and then both felt relieved.

The substitute doll cannot make a sound, so it seems that Lu You has returned.

The two turned the corner and saw Liu gently helping Lu You to calm down next to the toilet.

Lu You hiccuped a few times before standing up straight, then looked at Liu with embarrassment on his face.

"Thank you, Auntie..."

"They are all members of my family, no matter how much they say thank you or not."

Liu held Lu You with one hand, took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of Lu You's mouth, her tone full of heartache.

"When we go back later, don't drink with them anymore."

"Now that Mr. Guan has accepted the invitation and the poem, you should speak directly to him and ask him to help rescue Lu Ming."

"I want to see, in front of so many students, does he, as a teacher, have the nerve to eat and take for free?"

Upon hearing this, Lu You did not refute but just nodded slightly in agreement.

"Aunt, let's go back."

"I did promise them before that I would let them appreciate the poem about the moon."

"Can you still remember it clearly?" Widow Zhou asked with concern.

"I can't forget it." Lu You said with a smile, but a bitter smile arose in his heart.

When I was in school, I once questioned the meaning of rote learning, in which the teacher would block the door to check our recitation of ancient poems.

But only now did she finally understand that those were treasures in the historical literary world.

Any song thrown into this strange world would be worthy of being called a masterpiece!

The two of them supported each other and walked towards the restaurant lobby. When passing by Lu Yi and the other man, Lu You nodded slightly.

Lu Yi understood, and his whole tense body suddenly relaxed.

If it weren't for Widow Zhou's quick eyes and hands that caught him, Lu Yi would have fallen to the ground.

"Auntie...my brother survived..."

Lu You's eyes were filled with tears, and even his voice was trembling.

Widow Zhou didn't say anything, but just reached out and patted Lu Yi's back gently to help him calm down.

In the lobby, Lu You stood in front of everyone again with the support of Liu.

Lu You bowed slightly to Mr. Guan before speaking softly.

"I seldom drink alcohol on weekdays. I am so drunk after just a few drinks. I am really embarrassed to see you, Mr. Guan."

Hearing Lu You's words, Mr. Guan twirled his white beard and laughed.

"Miss Lu, you are too kind. This is her true nature. We can only admire her in our hearts. How can we laugh at her?"

Following Mr. Guan's words, the students below echoed him one after another.

Lu You looked shy and bowed slightly to everyone again as a way of expressing his gratitude.

"Luyou, thank you for your tolerance."

"When I invited you all, I said that I had a poem about the moon for you to appreciate."

"I will read it aloud now, and serve it to you as a drink."

After hearing Lu You's words, the entire restaurant quickly fell silent. Everyone looked at Lu You expectantly, wanting to hear what Lu You would say in his poems about the moon that could be passed down through the ages.

And as everyone was watching, Lu You took a deep breath.

"The title of this poem is: Water Melody Song Head."

"The name is: When will the bright moon appear?"