Inside Zuimengxuan.
Guo Zhi sat aside and couldn't help but become excited when she heard Chang Sunchuan's proposal.
Just clap your hands and cheer.
"Sister Zhangsun deserves to be Dayao's number one business talent, she sees things so thoroughly."
"This time we compete with Hongxing Tower, we don't have the advantage, and we have no choice but to lose."
"In today's situation, if we insist on continuing to do this, we will probably lose completely!"
"But once we stop, even though we will lose the battle, Zuimengxuan's business may not be as good as that of Hongxing Tower, but at least we won't lose everything."
"We may even have some initiative in the matter of Mr. Night Face!"
Finished saying this.
Everyone looked at Xiao Ning in unison.
In their view, this is indeed the most reasonable solution now.
Everyone is waiting for Xiao Ning's reply.
But a black figure suddenly flew in.
It was Iron Fist.
"Little prince, it's not good."
"What's wrong?"
Xiao Ning's face remained calm, without any trace of panic.
"The Night Man has appeared! Right in front of the Hongxing Building. Now, it has caused a sensation."
? ? ?
! ! !
Night man?
Appeared?
What's the meaning?
Hongxing Tower, did they really find that night man?
"this?"
Suddenly, several people who heard the news, whether it was Chang Sunchuan or Guo Zhi, stood up anxiously.
Even Mrs. Wang, who had always been calm, changed his expression.
"Young prince, let me find out whether it is true or not first!"
When Li Baiwan heard this, he immediately dragged his fat body and staggered out.
"Know yourself and your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger. Let's go and see that."
After hearing this, Guo Zhi and Chang Sunchuan followed him and also walked out of the room together.
Only Mrs. Wang was left, slowly stood up and sighed:
"The work of the four major families is really shocking. They found all the people who had not shown up for three years."
"Boy, it's already very good to be able to achieve this step. To support a family by oneself to this day is already an amazing thing."
"If you can't beat Hongxing Tower, you'll just have to start over. There's nothing to be upset about."
"I have always heard of the man who met him at night, but I have never been able to see him. I also went to see him."
"Just give up on the Zuimengxuan matter as Chang Sunchuan said."
After Master Wang finished speaking, he was the last one to walk out of the room.
Outside Zuimengxuan.
After Yan Lun and Zi Song watched the drama of Zui Mengxuan, they sighed:
"Unexpectedly, King Changnan actually has such a trump card."
"Yes, it's just a pity. In this Louxuan Poetry Contest, Zuimengxuan has already reached a point of defeat, and there is no possibility of a comeback."
"Master has always wanted to meet the man who met him that night. Let's go and have a look today and have a taste of it."
The two looked at each other and headed towards the Hongxing Building.
In front of Hongxing Tower.
That night man, surrounded by everyone, had already entered the top floor of Hongxing Tower and took a seat!
The entire Hongxing Building was already packed with people and all seats were occupied.
Even outside Hongxing Tower, there were people crowding around.
A large number of literati and poets chanted his name in unison, hoping to have a glimpse of the honor of this man of the night.
After the night man sat down.
The calls for him to compose a poem started to come out, and the calls became more and more frequent and louder.
"Yomian Langjun!"
"Yomian Langjun!"
"Yomian Langjun!"
Many talented women in Huaichun had flushed faces and were intoxicated.
finally.
When everyone's emotions reached their peak.
I saw that figure with an extraordinary temperament finally stood up.
Then, he picked up the pen and ink that Hongxinglou had prepared long ago.
Ink!
inscription!
"The bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time."
The Night Man started writing the chapter, and without even thinking, he already mentioned the first two sentences.
The shopkeeper of Hongxing Tower even stood behind him personally, acting as the poet's guest.
"biography!"
"The bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time."
shouted out.
At first, people kept spreading this poem, until it spread throughout the entire Hongxing Tower, and then outside the Hongxing Tower.
All of a sudden.
This poem seems to have begun, echoing throughout Luoling City.
After hearing this first sentence, many literati began to consider the words carefully.
"The bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time? What a poem, what a poem!"
"As expected of Mr. Ye Nian."
Everyone praised him one after another.
Only the first floor of Nagqu.
At this moment, he was sitting in another private room on the top floor of Hongxing Building.
Listening to this poem, I held my chin and looked thoughtful.
"The bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time."
"Brother Qu, what's wrong?"
Seeing the situation on the first floor of Qu, Qin Xiangyu and Su Xun, two other people also invited by Hongxing Building, came over and asked.
"nothing."
"Is it possible that Brother Qu thinks this poem is not good?"
"It's not bad, the poem is a good poem. Mr. Night Face, you will always stand at a height that we cannot reach."
As Qu Yilou said, he picked up the wine glass and took a deep drink, which had a bit of a refreshing taste.
"It's just that, for some reason, I always feel that the beginning of this rhyme is a bit abrupt."
"unexpected?"
"Indeed, Brother Qu has a great opinion, and I feel the same way. I said, after listening to this poem, I obviously feel that it is written by an expert, but I still feel that it is a little bit strange."
"Brother Qu's words just cleared up my doubts. The beginning of this rhyme is indeed a bit abrupt."
"Exactly."
Qu Yilou nodded.
"It stands to reason that meter focuses on a starting rhythm, a sustaining rhythm, a releasing rhythm, and a conforming rhythm."
"In the past, Ye Nian Langjun's poems were all like this, but this one seems to start with a loose rhythm and no rising rhythm, which makes it difficult for people to react."
After all, Qu Yilou is the third person on the list of talented people in Jishan that day, and he still has real talent and learning.
As he spoke, he had already heard that the poet had once again transmitted a few more sentences.
"In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, only the drinkers left their names!"
"In the old days, King Chen had a banquet and had a great time drinking and drinking."
"What does the master say about the lack of money? It's up to you to decide what to sell."
"Five-flowered horse, golden fur!"
"My son will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you!"
After these few sentences reached the ears of Qu Yilou and others one by one.
The three of them no longer cared about the doubts they had just raised.
Excellent work!
Excellent work!
In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names!
Hu'er will be exchanged for fine wine, and we will sell eternal sorrow with you!
Could it be that this late night man was the reincarnation of some kind of rhythm spirit in his previous life?
Why didn't this person take action? This action was such a masterpiece that once people saw it, they felt that it could never be surpassed?
no doubt.
Today, as soon as this rhyme by Night Face Man comes out, the poetry world will be shaking for several months.
As talented people as well, Qu Yilou and others realized that it was really uncomfortable to be dominated by this man who was a man of the night.
Once such a masterpiece comes out, they will compete for the top spot next year. I'm afraid they will have no hope of getting to the top of the list again!
Several people sighed.
As for the so-called weirdness of this poem that they just mentioned, a few people no longer care about it.
What a joke!
For a masterpiece of this level, it is already at its limit as soon as it is released.
What kind of bike do you want?
at the same time.
The other side.
Inside Zuimengxuan.
Xiao Ning was staring at the huge plaque hanging on the top floor of Zuimengxuan that was being pointed at.
Above is the sentence Xiao Ning wrote a few days ago:
"Welcome Mr. Night Face" and the like.
He stared at the dots of ink on the back of the plaque and murmured to himself:
"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River is coming from the sky..."
