In fact, during the recent period of time, Jiang Fan has no idea of copying poems.
The main reason, of course, is that there is no shortage of money. Otherwise, if you find a stick like a mountain of money, a poem can be sold for a hundred guan, and a fool will not sell it.
Art and money are intertwined, which one is more meaningful?
For ordinary people like Jiang Fan, art that cannot be turned into a piece of art is worthless in itself.
But since I am not short of money, I don’t mind portraying myself as noble.
Human beings, after they no longer need to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation, they have to worry about their realm of life and moral character.
Besides, he has already become a city captain in Heyang City, and he has two parents. After all, he still has some idol baggage.
But what happened today was really sudden, and the young scholar didn't give him a chance to refuse. Jiang Fan had no choice but to leave.
If he really left like this, wouldn't he fall into the eyes of those in the tea house and be afraid of them?
The two strong men guarding the door of the tea house looked back and forth over Lin Wanqing's body with rather malicious eyes, but Lin Wanqing didn't pay attention to these two people at all and didn't even look at them.
While walking up the stairs, Jiang Fan asked: "What are the levels of those two people?"
"It's just two fifth-grade ones, and their aura is frivolous, their foundation is unstable, and there's not much room for improvement."
Lin Wanqing said casually.
"Fifth grade? Isn't that the same level as me now?"
Jiang Fan said with a smile.
Lin Wanqing glanced at Jiang Fan with a strange expression, and then said seriously: "Brother Jiang Fan, although you are at the fifth level, you may not actually be able to beat the fourth level. In this world... there is no peace.
There are other five products of the same level as you, believe in yourself, you are unique."
Jiang Fan's face froze, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and he said: "Xiao Wanqing, you are not cute like this."
"Hey, I learned this from brother Jiang Fan. Who told you to tease me all the time?"
Lin Wanqing put her arm around Jiang Fan and said coquettishly.
Jiang Fan rolled his eyes and led Lin Wanqing up to the second floor.
The second floor of this teahouse is an open room without partitions, with about a dozen square tables set up.
Including the young man standing by the window, three young people in luxurious clothes were looking in the direction of the stairs with a playful look on their faces.
As Jiang Fan and Lin Wanqing walked up, the three people's eyes slid over Jiang Fan's body and obviously fell on Lin Wanqing's body.
The emotions of surprise and appreciation flashed in his eyes.
In addition to the three young people, there were a dozen other men and women, roughly divided into two groups.
One part was beside the three young people, with flattering and flattering smiles on their faces, while the other part was in a position opposite the three young people, with indignant looks on their faces.
The four guards occupy the four corners of the second floor. Their aura is invisible, but they can ensure that if an accident occurs on the second floor, they will be able to respond in the shortest possible time.
The only elderly man in the audience was sitting on the tea table next to three young people, drinking tea leisurely.
Even when Jiang Fan led Lin Wanqing upstairs, he couldn't make the old man raise his eyelids to take another look.
"Tsk, tsk, you are the talented scholar who was rated as the number one poet in Heyang by some masters in Heyang. He looks quite young, about the same as the rest of us, right? What good poems can you write at this age?
Even in Heyang, if you have never seen the world, if you just write a relatively smooth poem, you will be praised by the sky, right? If you go to Jinling, no one will take you seriously!"
Yu Wencheng said very contemptuously.
Jiang Fan ignored him, because among the people who were constantly flattering the three young people, Jiang Fan unexpectedly saw a familiar face.
Lu Xuezhen and Dong Fangshu.
Previously at the Fujiang Garden Poetry Festival, I generously gave money to my good people!
"Master Lu and Master Dong, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet you two here. Why, are you two representing Heyang City and coming to compete with these three friends from Jinling?"
Jiang Fan ignored Yu Wencheng, smiled and said to Lu Xuezhen and Dong Fangshu.
"Bah! Jiang Fan! Don't be proud! Just because we can't compare to you in poetry doesn't mean that these three young masters from Jinling can't compare to you either! We waited for you in this teahouse all day yesterday, but you couldn't hide.
Dare to come out, why, do you want to compose a few poems in advance, just in case you need them?"
"I'm telling you! Don't waste your efforts! Even in Jinling, these three young masters are the leaders of the younger generation! No one can compare with them in poetry! It's useless no matter how much preparation you make!"
Lu Xuezhen looked at Jiang Fan fiercely and said.
God knows what kind of life he has been living during this period. At the previous Fujiang Garden Poetry Festival, he lost a large amount of money due to a bet with Jiang Fan. When he returned home, he was really beaten up.
He was also banned for a period of time, and he just regained his freedom in the past two days.
When he saw Jiang Fan again at this time, he was of course an enemy, and he was extremely jealous.
As for Jiang Fan becoming a city captain, Lu Xuezhen had no idea at all.
In fact, from the time Jiang Fan became a city captain until now, only a very small number of people have seen Jiang Fan.
Therefore, as long as you are not wearing official uniform, it is almost impossible to be recognized.
"Oh, that means you two are on the side of the people from Jinling?"
Faced with Lu Xuezhen's hostility, Jiang Fan was not angry, but asked knowingly.
"Hmph! Brother Dong will go to Jinling to take the exam next spring! With Brother Dong's talent and learning, he will definitely be on the exam! When the time comes to stay in Jinling as an official, he will naturally have nothing to do with Heyang! What's more, you know these three
What is the identity of this young master from Jinling? I’m going to scare you to death if I tell you!”
Lu Xuezhen snorted coldly and said.
"I am quite courageous. It is unrealistic to think that someone could scare me to death just by virtue of my identity..."
Jiang Fan said with a smile.
Seeing that Jiang Fan ignored him, Yu Wencheng could not help but feel anger on his face, and he directly interjected in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense, the three of us came to Heyang this time not to flirt with you.
, let’s see if you have the ability or not!”
"In view of the fact that several of your masters in Heyang City can actually give you the best evaluation of poetry in Zhou Dynasty, even if they are from Prince Wu's Mansion, we are very doubtful about their ability to appreciate poetry, so we specially invited them this time
Mr. Chen Ang, the former imperial tutor who has become an official, is here to bear witness! In order to be able to give a truly appropriate judgment on the poems you have written! Everyone’s time is precious, so why not just get started!”
Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and chuckled: "Writing poetry... of course there is no problem, but should we bet on something? Otherwise, wouldn't it be too monotonous if we just recite poetry and write lyrics?"