Is Shen Qiao an emotionally injured person?

Obviously not!

Two lifetimes, Chen Qiao was a single dog that was absolutely unfair...

Ah no.

Not now!

When he was in Suzhou, Chen Qiao had already communicated with the boss.

Although it was not explained, according to the traditions of this era and Shen Qiao's understanding of Ye Rouzhu.

Things are basically inseparable.

If this is the case, Shen Qiao can only be considered half a single dog.

However, this did not affect Shen Qiao's experience of being blank in terms of feelings.

Naturally, any emotional injury has nothing to do with Shen Qiao.

As for why Tang Jun asked this?

It is naturally related to the poem that Chen Qiao read.

but……

He Shenqiao is just a poet. What does this have to do with him?

"You think too much, my family is happy, my life is harmonious, and I have never been hurt in my emotions!"

Shen Qiao waved his hand.

Tang Jun said in surprise: "Since you have never been emotionally injured, Brother Lin, why can you write such a sad and infatuated poem?"

Chen Qiao looked at the ceiling blankly: "Probably... this is talent, right?"

Tang Jun followed Chen Qiao's gaze and looked at the ceiling: "Talent?"

After a moment.

Tang Jun showed an admiration on his face: "Brother Lin is indeed a genius. This poem describing the tragedy of love is first-class. If it is spread, it will definitely become famous in the capital... No, it is famous in the world."

No one knows how famous this poem is, than Shen Qiao.

Although Shenqiao only changed it slightly, it did not affect the artistic conception of this poem.

If this poem is spread, it will definitely cause a sensation.

However, Shen Qiao was not interested in this.

After all, he is just a porter of poetry.

In addition, after His Majesty's knocking, Chen Qiao became much more cautious.

If you can keep a low profile, you have to be low profile.

"Forget it, it's all just a false reputation!"

Chen Qiao waved his hand. Since Tang Jun didn't believe that this poem was not written by Chen Qiao, Chen Qiao was lazy to refute it.

After all, he couldn't find any evidence himself.

Upon hearing this, Tang Jun looked at Chen Qiao with even more appreciation.

"Come!"

Tang Jun shouted.

Immediately, two maids walked into the attic.

"Get paper and pen!"

Soon, the maid brought paper and pen.

Then, Tang Jun stood up in a daze, then smiled at Chen Qiao: "Brother Lin, I'm just ugly."

The sinking bridge is unclear.

Immediately, Tang Jun picked up his pen and started writing on the paved rice paper.

"Red and crisp hands, cold wine, spring-colored palace walls willows all over the city..."

Experts will know if there is any one.

Chen Qiao has a little attainment in calligraphy, and the moment Tang Jun puts his pen down, Chen Qiao can see it.

Tang Jun is a master of calligraphy.

His calligraphy is full of flowing water, which is pleasing to the eye.

It was done in one go.

After a moment, all the poems Chen Qiao had just read were presented word by word on rice paper.

Chen Qiao glanced at him and his heart jumped.

This Tang Jun... is indeed as in the intelligence?     It should not be underestimated.

This Tang Jun? was the most famous genius in the capital before.

Although the intelligence station said that this genius fell from now on? He turned into a waste.

But Shen Qiao never relaxed his vigilance.

Now it seems that it is indeed the same as Shen Qiao guessed.

Such calligraphy attainments? No one in the world can achieve this.

Even Shen Qiao? It is far from him.

Can this be called a fool?

Moreover, Chen Qiao had only read the poem he had just read, and he could actually remember it all.

This ability to remember everything from the perspective of the eyes also shocked Chen Qiao.

"Brother Lin, look? Could it be this poem?"

Tang Jun threw down his pen? He looked at Shen Qiao with a smile.

Chen Qiao exclaimed: "I didn't expect that Brother Tang, your calligraphy attainment is so high. I admire you!"

"My little level is not allowed to go to the table!"

Tang Jun waved his hand: "I heard that there was a "Preface to the Lanting Collection" circulating in Jiangnan before? It was circulated as the world's number one running script. Although I have never seen it, can I be praised like this? I guess it must be not simple, I am still far from it!"

Chen Qiao was still a little guilty inside? Shaking his head: "That was all bragged by others, and it's impossible to count."

"Then why don't others brag about me? Even if I can be so bragged about it, it must have its merits. It's just a pity? It's said that the Lanting Collection's preface has disappeared? I'm afraid it's rare to see it!" Tang Jun shook his head with regret.

Shen Qiao didn't speak.

What's the regret?

If he wanted to see him, he would be able to copy more than 20 identical ones for him.

It's exactly the same, absolutely no real or false.

All are fake anyway.

“…”

"Brother Lin, you..."

Both of them gradually became a little bit drunk, as if they were close friends, and they didn't know what to do with drunkenness.

Tang Jun looked at the poems written on the rice paper with drunken eyes, and his eyes were stunned at this moment.

As if he had remembered something, his eyes showed a bit of sadness.

Seeing this scene, Chen Qiao suddenly remembered the deeds about Tang Jun in the intelligence.

It was once said that Tang Jun had a woman he loved very deeply.

However, the woman behind suddenly disappeared.

No one knows what happened, but I heard that since then, this famous genius in the capital has become a playboy who appears in entertainment day and night, drunk every day, and is lingering among brothel women.

Afterwards, the young master Tang became irritable and he would attack others when he had disagreements. Everyone in the capital kept their dandy...

Not long after, Tang Jun's reputation completely broke in the capital.

Chen Qiao looked at Tang Jun at this moment and suddenly spoke out: "Brother Tang, can you have been hurt emotionally?"

Tang Jun, who came to his senses, looked at Chen Qiao and smiled and said, "Why do you mean this question?"

"I saw the sadness in your eyes with Brother Tang... it didn't look like a lie!"

Chen Qiao narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Brother Tang... It turns out that you are a person with a story."

The smile on Tang Jun's face disappeared.

He looked at the rice paper on the table and was silent for a long time.
To be continued...