"Everyone Dong, you can also see how this song is."

After Lin Zhen finished reading it, he handed Chen Yichen's lyrics to Dong Yujing.

After all, the poem Chen Yichen is written from the perspective of a brothel girl, which may allow Dong Yujing to appreciate it and to taste it better.

Sure enough, this poem came to Dong Yujing's hands, and her eyes immediately shone with exclamation.

Moreover, Dong Yujing's focus is not on the first stanza, but on the second stanza of "Jin Mingchi".

Spring turns into autumn rain. I miss the past, and I feel so sad. Even though I have it, I draw boats around the dike and neglect them all, the water and clouds are still the same. I remember the past, a little east wind, almost passing through the heavy curtain, and my eyebrows are sad. When I make an appointment with a plum soul, the moon is clear at dusk, and I whisper deeply to her.

The content of the next stanza is mainly about recalling the past and describing the stubbornness of love.

This memory of love is originally intended to be Liu Rushi, one of the eight beauties of Qinhuai, and it is implied by his former lover Chen Zilong.

However, at this time of the Ming Dynasty, Liu Rushi was not born yet, so no one could tell who he was implied. He could only get a lonely and delicate woman from the lyrics and music to express his loyalty and obedience to love and his unyielding submission to fate.

Such words can be said to have written Dong Yujing's voice. What she wants to do when serving people with her brothel is nothing more than a seemingly loyal love that will free herself from the suffering of fate.

Dong Yujing has come into contact with countless talented scholars, nobles and nobles. The sweet words of these people are full of words. What she wants is nothing more than her beauty in her body and she has no real feelings for a long time in her heart.

However, Chen Yichen's poem made Dong Yujing feel understanding and respect. Without real emotions, he could not write such a word.

"Reply to the Zhuangyuan Gong, I think the poem "Mr. Chen" is very good!"

Before Lin Zhen asked, Dong Yujing copied the answers and returned the right to choose. This way, she did not have to offend others, but also respected the identity and status of the top scholar.

And this time, she expressed her true feelings in her heart, and the poem Chen Yichen should be the first tonight's poetry meeting!

"Everyone, Dong, have a good opinion, I think so too."

"Han Feizi said that he would not avoid hatred when he was promoted outside, and would not avoid his son when he was promoted inside. Although Chen Yichen was a disciple of me, this poem was rich, delicate and graceful, and extremely sad and beautiful, so I rated it as the best lyrics for the poetry club!"

Lin Zhen said this to this point, and Chen Yichen's song "Jin Mingchi" is indeed a masterpiece, so naturally no one will question it.

"Chen Yichen is indeed awesome."

"I really didn't expect that the winner today would be a school child."

"Congratulations to my little friend Chen, I will definitely climb to the Golden Palace for the next day of the ceremony."

"My friend Chen is such a talented person, which makes me admire him."

As the dust settled, many people also came to Chen Yichen's table to congratulate him. With his age and two poems, he will become famous all over the world.

To be honest, Chen Yichen was not very adaptable to the sudden congratulations of so many strangers. He had a slightly false and stiff smile on his face and kept bowing back his gifts until Dong Yujing came to the center of the hall to prepare for sing the lyrics.

Listening to Dong Yujing singing this lyrics in a pleasant voice, Chen Yichen sighed a little. Apart from writing this lyrics to Liu Wan'er, this lyrics were also written for herself.

In this Ming Dynasty alone, facing various crises and challenges, swaying in the wind like willows by the river.

It was just that time passed, and I worked hard and worked step by step to finally reverse the direction of my destiny, which led to the moment that I was watching.

But Chen Yichen always feels unrealistic in his heart. He may not have fame and fortune. No matter how great his fame is, it is like a castle in the sky, like a mirror and a moon, and it will disappear one day.

"Chen Yichen, are the words you wrote really that good? They don't sound very good."

Li Da listened to Dong Yujing's lyrics and felt that it was very dissatisfied with his taste. He was so greasy and soft that he had no masculine spirit.

Although Li Da was reluctant to admit it, Chen Yichen was indeed the son of Duke Cheng Guo. After that, the general Xunqi should have fought on the battlefield with swords and shadows. What is this written about?

If it were other times, Chen Yichen would have responded to Li Da who did not know how to appreciate it. But this time, he suddenly felt that in this unreality, Li Da was extremely real, a flesh-and-blood person.

"Each carrots, vegetables, everyone has their own preferences."

"Yes, it seems that I still have vision."

Li Da expressed his satisfaction with Chen Yichen's agreement with his opinion.

After singing a song, it means that today's winter solstice poetry meeting is about to end. Dong Yujing stood up and did not leave the stage directly. Instead, she walked to Chen Yichen and said, "Young Master Chen is a talented man, I admire you very much. I wonder if I have the opportunity to sing with you with your brother's poems and wine?"

Dong Yujing's appointment immediately caused restlessness among the scholars, and many people cast envious and jealous eyes on Chen Yichen.

One of the four masters of Qinhuai, a strong competitor to the courtesan next year, will be such an open and proactive invitation. If it were other men, they would probably agree to be the minister under their sect immediately.

"Mr. Thank you, everyone appreciates it. However, the county examination is getting closer and closer. If you don't have to work hard to learn, you can only have a loving love."

Chen Yichen politely rejected Dong Yujing's invitation. On the one hand, he was really not very interested in brothel women at this moment, and the day of the scientific examination was coming, and it was a major event in life to obtain fame and fortune.

Another point is that his teacher Lin Zhen is still sitting at the main table. Now he is not as open to prostitutes as he is in the late Ming Dynasty. In addition, he is not yet a woman with a young wife, so it is not good to make this happen in public.

Chen Yichen has not yet reached the point of being so lustful, so the most rational way is to refuse.

Hearing Chen Yichen's polite refusal, Dong Yujing's face showed a sense of loss, but this expression was fleeting, and she quickly smiled and replied: "I am abrupt, so I wish you a young master a good fortune in the toad palace as soon as possible."

"I'm thankful."

After Dong Yujing retreated, Lin Zhen also stood up at the right time, said some encouragement to the literati present, and then announced the end of the Winter Solstice Poetry Conference.

If nothing unexpected happens, the "Jin Mingchi" like Chen Yichen will be sung the entire Qinhuai River.

After everyone retreated, Chen Yichen quietly came to Lin Zhen and apologized: "Disciple is disrespectful, I have never paid any respect to Mr.

Theoretically, when students in ancient times had to take the initiative to go and salute when they saw their husbands, Chen Yichen's poems meeting started with a low profile, so they did not say hello to Lin Zhen, and now they have come to admit their mistakes.

"Hmph, do you still know that you are wrong?"

"Disciple knows the mistake."

It is best not to argue at this time, just admit your mistakes honestly.

"I will punish you for this matter in the future. Please ask me why you chose to sit in the last seat and are unwilling to present the lyrics?"

Lin Zhen himself did not have much desire to pursue fame and fortune, but he thought that his disciples could all stand out.

I had previously advised Chen Yichen to attend the Winter Solstice Poetry Conference, but to put it bluntly, I wanted him to show it, but the kid did not follow his own ideas at all.

"The disciple is stupid and afraid of being a mediocre person who is not famous for his reputation."

This is not Chen Yichen's modestness. He really didn't think about being a copywriter before, and he could use his own original lyrics to deal with it.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zhen took the initiative to reveal his disciple's identity, and now he was held back and could not do it without performance.

"You are so slick, are you also called humiliating and having no reputation?"

Lin Zhen seemed to criticize Chen Yichen, but in fact, the joy in his heart could hardly be suppressed, and a smile subconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The biggest gains from today's poetry meeting were Chen Yichen, which was Lin Zhen. It can be said that this disciple earned him a lot of face.

Although Lin Zhen did not care much about these false names, it was a good thing after all, especially when he saw his disciples succeed and his sense of accomplishment was beyond words.

"hey-hey."

Chen Yichen smiled. His apology was just a matter of going through the motions, knowing that Lin Zhen would not be really angry.

"Okay, today's poetry meeting is over. If you take your character as your teacher, don't worry about losing yourself in fame. But you still have to know in your heart that the imperial examination and poetry are not the same thing, and the county examination will determine your future next year."

"Disciple understand."

Chen Yichen has always been clear-headed, so he never thought of using poems from later generations to hype up his own fame or something, but focused on the Four Books, Five Classics, and Eight Essays.

"It's getting late, so you can go back today."

What should be told is almost the same. Now it is dark, so it is time for Chen Yichen to go home.

"By the way, sir, remember to ask Sun about his knowledge on my behalf, and I didn't salute him today."

Chen Yichen has never taken the initiative to ask Sun for advice today, and the main reason is to avoid suspicion. After all, the presiding judge is already his own teacher, and the jury must be familiar with the elders. Even if there is no secret operation, no one will believe it if it is spread.

"Um."

"That disciple said goodbye."

Chen Yichen bowed and stepped out of the room to the side of the pleasure boat, and did not rush to go home.

Because he has been in the Ming Dynasty for so long, he has been looking forward to seeing the night view of the Ten Miles of Qinhuai for a long time. He has never had time and opportunity before. Since he has been standing here today, he will stay for a little more and take a look.

The boats were moored along the coast. After many literati left, they did not choose to go home, but stayed directly in the brothel boat. So even though the night was getting deeper, the lights were still bright, and talented men and beautiful women were endless.

After staying for a while, feeling the coolness of the evening breeze in winter. When Chen Yichen was about to turn around and leave, he saw a familiar figure standing behind him.

"How come you are here?"

"I am here to apologize to the young master."

The visitor was nothing but Liu Wan'er. She had already changed into the gorgeous clothes at the poetry meeting and put on a simple dress, standing behind Shen Yichen like an ordinary woman.

Chen Yichen naturally knew why she wanted to apologize, but such trivial matters passed, so there was no need to be petty.

"There's nothing to apologize for, you don't have to take it to heart."

"Then Mr. Chen is not curious, why should I submit your poem?"

It would be fine if Liu Wan'er didn't mention it, and Chen Yichen didn't take it seriously. Her words now aroused some curiosity.

“Why?”

"Young Master Chen's talent is like the stars in the sky, so he should not hide his own light."

Let me tell you, Liu Wan'er looked straight into Chen Yichen's eyes and continued: "In addition, I hope to see the scene of Mr. Chen Dakui in the world, and one day I will clear my father's grievances!"
Chapter completed!