Unremarkable Big Brother

Liu Qingfeng has long been used to it.

"roll!"

Gan Qiye replied a word, and then walked to Ya Ge.

In the Accord, some spirit fruit wines have already been placed.

Gan Qiye naturally sat by the window, and poured wine for Lu Changsheng.

"Master, I heard that you are a literati of the human race. Do you want to participate in this poetry writing conference?"

Gan Qiye asked this question.

"Who is my senior brother, how can he participate in this kind of competition with a group of ordinary people?"

Liu Qingfeng finished the beep for Lu Changsheng.

And Lu Changsheng took a sip of his wine and didn't answer.

"That's right, although if you can win No.1, there will be a reward of [-] catties of spirit stones, but this kind of thing, I guess Master doesn't like it."

Gan Qiye nodded and said seriously.

How many?

One hundred thousand catties?

Lu Changsheng also knew about such things as spirit stones.

It is equivalent to the hard currency in the world of Xianxia, ​​but although Lingshi is calculated by catty, its density is very high, so a catty of Lingshi is actually no more than the size of a fingernail.

But in the world of Xianxia, ​​there are spirit stones that can travel thousands of miles, but without spirit stones, it is difficult to walk an inch.

It's very simple for Lu Changsheng to want spirit stones, sell the supplies or find someone to get them directly, for example, dry seven nights.

But Lu Changsheng can't do this kind of thing, so it's just a joke on weekdays. If you really need something, don't go to anyone else if you go to Daluo Holy Land.

It is small to owe favor, but it is troublesome to owe cause and effect.

So when he heard the [-] catties of spirit stones, Lu Changsheng took another sip of wine, looked at Liu Qingfeng and said.

"Senior brother's words are wrong. Scholars do not distinguish between high and low. Moreover, in the hometown of senior brother, there is a famous saying. Do you know what it is?"

Lu Changsheng said calmly.

"what?"

Qian Qiye and Liu Qingfeng both showed curiosity.

"Come all come!"

Lu Changsheng replied seriously.

Liu Qingfeng:? ? ? .

Gan Qiye:? ? ? .

They didn't understand what it meant, but it sounded like it made sense.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

Suddenly, with the ringing of the bell, the poetry writing conference officially began.

In the center of the square, an old man held a jade book in his hand and said with a smile on his face: "This Lantern Festival Poetry Conference is co-sponsored by Daqian Dynasty, Wanbaohang, Jifubao Trading Company, and Qi'e Goose Trading Company. Grand Master Chao drew up an hour ago!"

"Please listen to the question carefully, all the talented people."

"With the theme of green grass, drizzle, spring, and the imperial capital, write a seven-character poem. There is a time limit for a stick of incense. You only need to write the poem and put it in the cabinet. Three poems."

The old man's voice was extremely loud, he was a monk, and everyone began to think at this moment.

grass!

drizzle!

spring!

Royal capital!

Lu Changsheng thought carefully and searched the five hundred Tang poems in his mind.

"I thought of it." Liu Qingfeng patted his thigh.

"What did you think of?"

Gan Qiye was a little curious.

"Writing poetry."

Liu Qingfeng said this.

"Are you the only one who can write poetry?"

Gan Qiye was full of curiosity.