Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 80 Can You Really Write Poetry?
The Qi family is a nouveau riche, and the family history in the early years was full of blood.

It's just that it's different now, they have successfully cleaned up their crimes, and the Qi family has a certain share in the small town's catering industry, real estate, and entertainment venues.

The tallest seventeen-story building in the small town is the property of the Qi family.

On the bright side, the Qi family is a successful businessman's family with unlimited scenery.

But secretly, the Qi family also built a manor on the outskirts of the city, which was specially used to store red wine, which provided 90.00% of the red wine for the small town and six or seven surrounding cities and counties.

The Qi family is involved in such a lucrative industry as red wine. It seems that the family of the richest man in the small town is still hiding something deep.

Even Zeng Kai, the number one dog in the Qi family, doesn't know much about it.

However, with this information, Fan Chengfeng was already very satisfied.

Flies don't bite seamless eggs, if the Qi family is really innocent, it's really a bit tricky.

Fan Chengfeng picked up his mobile phone, entered an unfamiliar number, and sent a text message. The content was only four words, and he stared at the little one.

Although this Zeng Kai may look like a big and three rough, but in fact, ordinary people are really not as cautious as ordinary people.

Although the Qi family looks very powerful, they are only internally strong and internally strong. It only takes one of them to bloom, and that is the situation where the building will collapse.

Fan Chengfeng chuckled, put the phone in his pocket, and began to plan how to deal with Qi Tiansheng in his mind.

The older generation of the Qi family must be considered old, treacherous and cunning if they can get to this day, and it must be difficult to deal with them.

But Qi Tiansheng is different, young and energetic, arrogant and domineering, full of flaws.

As long as you have the heart, you don't have to worry about not finding opportunities.

"I haven't asked you yet, where is our store going to open?"

When listening to the recording, Fan Chengfeng took an old mobile phone and put on headphones to listen to it, so Zhang Xianqu, who was immersed in reading the material, didn't know what he said.After hearing Fan Chengfeng laughing, he raised his head and asked casually.

"Of course it's a scenic spot,"

Zhang Xianqu rolled his eyes, "I know it's a scenic spot, but the most indispensable thing in Shannan is the scenic spot."

"Wherever there is a lot of traffic, take root there."

Hearing this tone, Zhang Xianqu suddenly had a bad feeling, "Could it be that you want to be the hands-off shopkeeper?"

Fan Chengfeng raised his eyebrows, and said straightforwardly: "The monthly salary is [-] plus commission, and the salary can be increased after the probationary period. Those who are capable will work harder."

She pointed a middle finger at Fan Chengfeng, "Yeah, I knew you would say that."

Zhang Xianqu opened a document, which contained various big data found on the Internet, "The most visited city is the ancient city, followed by Shangri and Yulongxue."

"What about your choice?"

Zhang Xianqu pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said seriously: "Although the ancient city has a high traffic flow, there are mostly young people who are looking for romance. Our main focus is antiques, which may not match the consumption concepts of young people. "

"so what?"

"Jade Dragon Snow,"

"Okay, young man, after a few days of hard work, I can still come up with so many things."

Fan Chengfeng patted Zhang Xianqu on the shoulder and said cheerfully.

"If everything is waiting for you, then what a fart."

Zhang Xianqu laughed and cursed.

"Okay then, Boss Zhang, I'll go to sleep as an idler."

Fan Chengfeng laughed out loud, while Zhang Xianqu continued to read the documents while clutching his forehead.

Lying on the bed, Fan Chengfeng took out his mobile phone to check the information of the drift bottle.

After asking about the situation on Yang Huniu's side, the bottle from Xing Hongyun's side also came over.

"Tonight, I want to impress all the scholars in the eastern capital, and I will become famous all over the world from tonight."

This kid has a big tone, but I like it.

Fan Chengfeng chuckled, he knew what Xing Hongyun was going to do tonight, it was a pity that he couldn't watch the live broadcast of this kind of slap in the face.

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In Xingfu, the Poetry Fair is being held in full swing.

The gifted man recites poems and composes poems, which is dazzling.

Every time a masterpiece appears, it will be recited by the scholars present, and then sent to the desks of the three great scholars for comments.

The atmosphere was very lively, and the three great Confucians smiled brightly looking at these outstanding young students.

If Xing Hongyun and Cai Wu, two ignorant sons and daughters, were not sitting at the side, the poetry meeting tonight would be even more perfect.

Sitting next to him, Cai Wu saw Xing Hongyun ignorantly approaching the three Confucian scholars, pretending to understand what he didn't know, insisting on catering to the advice of several Confucian scholars, he suddenly burst into laughter.

An idiot is an idiot, it's ridiculous to insist on pretending to be a cultural person.

Coincidentally, Gong Jian, a great talent in the Eastern Capital, wrote a poem and sent it to the three great Confucian scholars for comment, and Xing Hongyun picked and chose from behind.

Cai Wu knew that his chance had come, so he stood up abruptly, bowed to the three great Confucians, coughed, and said gracefully: "Three masters, the boy Cai Wu is polite."

On this occasion, what the three great Confucians hope most is for an ignorant son like Cai Wu to shut up and sit obediently until the poetry meeting is over.Whatever is scary comes here, and Cai Wu is the son of the second left official in the Eastern Capital, so he can only smile reluctantly.

"The kid heard such a rumor a few days ago and wanted to ask the three masters for advice."

Upon hearing this, Xing Hongyun knew that Cai Wu couldn't bear it anymore, and finally planned to serve hard dishes.

"Some people say that reading the old stories of Dongdu in the middle of the night can make an ignorant person learn to write poetry in a moment."

Before Cai Wu could finish speaking, the three great Confucians who were sitting stood up in an instant, shouting in unison, "Nonsense,"

Cai Wu, however, was not afraid, and still bit the bullet and said: "But if the boy remembers well, it should have come from the Xing Mansion. I heard that our Young Master Xing really spent the night studying in Dongdu, I don't know. , Young Master Xing, have you realized anything?"

boom!
Everyone turned their attention to Xing Hongyun. Cai Wu said this in front of the three great Confucian scholars, it can be said that the visitor was not kind.

Everyone is waiting to see how Xing Hongyun will end tonight.

Under everyone's gaze, the corners of Xing Hongyun's mouth raised, he glanced at Cai Wu, and then slowly got up.

First he bowed to the three great Confucian scholars, and then he looked around at the crowd, "You can't teach people how to write poems by reading old stories in Dongdu,"

Cai Wu grinned, he didn't expect Xing Hongyun to admit defeat so quickly.

It's just that it doesn't matter, there are still tricks waiting for him.

"but,"

"An understanding of facts is knowledge, and understanding of human feelings is writing."

Xing Hongyun said calmly: "After reading Dongdu for the past few days, I felt the story of Wang Shiying and the down-and-out knight Xu Qingyuan. I wrote a few essays. If the three masters have time, they might as well comment on one or two."

With a wave of his hand, someone immediately brought up a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The three great Confucian scholars showed displeasure, but the rest of them crowded around when they heard that Young Master Xing was going to write an essay.

Some people show disdain, some people don't think it's too much to watch.

Cai Wu sneered again and again, pretend, keep pretending, let's see how long you can pretend.

Under the Moon Gate, Prefect Xing, who was wearing a fourth-rank official uniform, happened to show his figure.

Young Master Xing's first stroke drew applause. Although Young Master Xing has no ink, this handwriting is beyond everyone's expectations.

It can only be regarded as quite satisfactory, not much outstanding, but appearing in the pen of the young master Xing is a bit evil.

"Haha, if life is just like the first time you see it. Young Master Xing, you really know how to write poetry."

Cai Wu laughed loudly, he didn't understand poetry.But instinctively felt that Xing Hongyun must be pretending at this time, all he had to do was taunt loudly.

But when he found that other people looked at him with displeasure, Cai Wu immediately noticed that something was wrong.

What does this mean?
Could it be that Xing Hongyun really knows how to write poetry?

(End of this chapter)