Huang Ziping said expressionlessly: "My teacher's surname is Mo, and I teach Mo Yusheng at Tai'an Academy."

"That's good..." Jiang Ning said, holding the wine bottle and walking out of the desk: "I admit that this poem was not written by me..."

As soon as these words came out, the whole house was in an uproar. Qi Yunmeng stood beside Jiang Ning and frowned slightly. Liu Sisi's tense nerves relaxed at this moment. Her whole body went limp. She held the table with both hands to prevent her from falling down.

, she understood what this sentence meant to a man, especially a talented man who was famous all over the Yangtze River, and soon, her heart finally felt a little relieved.

Xia Silu was stunned. She didn't expect Jiang Ning to admit it so directly, without even making any excuse.

Lu Yutong clenched her teeth and frowned, her hands and feet immediately turned cold. She put down the wine glass in her hand and hid her white hands under the case.

"Humph, of course it wasn't written by you..." Huang Ziping snorted coldly, and was about to pick up the wine glass when Jiang Ning said again: "But it wasn't written by Mo Yusheng..."

Everyone's nerves that had just relaxed were once again tightly grasped by Jiang Ning. Cheng Maoxun narrowed his eyes, but up to now he had said nothing. Huang Ziping's expression changed and he was about to have a seizure.

Jiang Ning burst out laughing: "Hahaha... I have long said that this poem is the work of Qin Guan and Qin Shaoyou. I just used it for my own use. You have always said that this poem was written by me.

, I have never admitted it..."

"He... seems to have never admitted it..."

"Qin Shaoyou... He seems to have mentioned this name... But who is this Qin Shaoyou...?"

"I've never heard of it. I originally thought he was trying to deceive others, but now he admits it, but what exactly is Master Mo's work? Could it be that Qin Shaoyou copied Master Mo's work?"

"Could it be Master Mo..."

"How is it possible... Master Mo and Master Zhu are brothers, and they have already been admitted to the Hanlin Academy ten years ago, how could they plagiarize?"

"This is Jiangnan literary world... If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, and Dean Huang talks so nonsense, how can he teach and educate people? The book of sages? Now I give it to you..."

Jiang Ning laughed loudly, raised the wine flask high in his hand, and poured out a bunch of fine wine.

""Shui Tiao Ge Tou" When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that the towers and jade buildings will be too cold at high places. I will dance to clear the shadows, how can I seem to be there?

In the human world, there should be no regrets in the Zhuge Pavilion, low-level households, and sleepless nights. Why should we be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separation and reunion, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter has never been completed in ancient times. I hope that people will live forever, and we can share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart.

.”

Everyone gasped, and Kou Naiwen stood up suddenly, took the pen and paper from Xia Silu's desk, and started writing quickly without saying a word.

Liu Sisi's eyes widened and she looked at the somewhat arrogant Jiang Ning in front of her. Is he still the Xianyun Yehe who didn't care about worldly affairs and didn't care about anything? I hope we can live together for a long time and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart...

…These two sentences linger in my heart and cannot be let go for a long time.

The wine glass in Huang Ziping's hand suddenly fell, the wine spilled on the floor, and his mind went blank.

Xia Silu looked at Jiang Ning expressionlessly. Such a quatrain came from Jiang Ning's mouth again. She turned to look at Lu Yutong, but Lu Yutong's face was slightly red, which was in sharp contrast to the pale color just now. Her ears were flying out of her mouth.

There was a blush, and my heart was pounding like a deer.

Naturally, Qi Yunmeng was also the one who noticed this. The skill of this song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" has surpassed the five-character and seven-character works just now, and even surpassed "Magpie Bridge Immortal"...

Chen Qinian, Guang Anjun, Zhao Lixuan, and the four young masters of the Donglin Club... all stood there in shock, looking at Jiang Ning who spoke as soon as he took a step. Some even took out pens and paper and began to record. No matter what Jiang Ning said today, they all

Destined to be a blockbuster.

"This is called lyrics. What are the ones you wrote? Should I copy your master's? What should I use? Is one song enough?" Jiang Ning walked to Huang Ziping's case with his wine bottle in hand, tilting his head.

He glanced at the scroll, then turned back and glanced at Huang Ziping: "Not enough? Not enough and..."

"The chilling cicadas are mournful. It's late in the pavilion, and the shower has just stopped. I'm drinking in the tents of the capital without any thoughts. I'm nostalgic, and the orchid boat is urging me to leave. Holding hands and looking at each other's tearful eyes, I'm speechless and choked. Thinking about it, thousands of miles of smoke waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.

.

Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have been saddened by parting, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival! Where can I wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon. After so many years, it should be a good time and beautiful scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can I tell them?"

"I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink the water of the Yangtze River together. When will the water stop, and when will this hatred end. I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love for you."

After speaking, she glanced at Liu Sisi. This seemingly ordinary glance made Liu Sisi's heart beat violently. She hurriedly avoided Jiang Ning's eyes. Cold sweat broke out all over her body. When the wind blew, she actually felt dizzy.

Feeling dizzy, I pinched myself quickly before calming down.

It's not like she hasn't heard of good poems and lyrics. There are more than a hundred poems and songs delivered to her every day in Luoyang City, and there are many beautiful sentences among them, but she won't even take a look at them.

Now, what's going on...

Lu Yutong's heart sank to the bottom at this moment, and a pain of rupture instantly spread from her heart to her whole body. Tears seemed to burst out of her eyes, but Jiang Ning suddenly turned around and looked at her.

Jiang Ning didn't know what was wrong with Lu Yutong, but he was a little awkward, and then said: "Do you want it? And... today I want the Jiangnan literary world... to shut up completely..."

This momentum was the same as that day. Lu Yutong's newly hardened heart melted like water. This glance was like a stone falling into a deep pool, causing ripples...

"Looking and looking, it's deserted and miserable. It's the hardest to catch your breath when it's warm and then cold. How can three glasses and two glasses of light wine defeat him? It's late and the wind is blowing! The wild goose is passing by, and I'm sad, but it's

old acquaintance

.The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who is worthy of picking them now? Watching the window, how can I be alone in the dark! The sycamore trees are drizzled, and at dusk, bit by bit. How can I be sad this time!"

"This... fourteen characters in a row... fourteen characters in a row..." Zhao Lixuan, the second-ranked Jinshi, stood up and looked at Jiang Ning in shock.

Jiang Ning continued to drink his wine, walking from the door to Lu Yutong's place, and then from Lu Yutong's place to the door. Every time he walked, he wrote a perfect poem.

"The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees at night, and even blows down, and the stars are like rain. BMW carvings fill the road with fragrance. The sound of phoenix flutes, jade pots turning light, fish and dragons dancing all night. Moths, snow, willows, golden wisps, laughter filled with fragrance.

People searched for him thousands of times.

Suddenly I looked back, and that person was there, in a dimly lit place."

"The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade quilt in autumn. I undress my clothes lightly and board an orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sends me a brocade book? When the wild goose comes back, the moon is full on the west tower. The flowers float by themselves and the water flows by itself. A kind of lovesickness, two places to relax

I am worried. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my brows, but it is in my heart."

"Red hands, yellow wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. The east wind is bad, the joy is thin. I am full of melancholy, and I have been away for a few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong. Spring is as old as before, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and wet

The silk is transparent. The peach blossoms are falling, and the leisure pool pavilion is there. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to entrust the brocade book. Mo, Mo, Mo!"

"The world is thin and human beings are evil. When the rain comes at dusk, flowers tend to fall. At dawn, the wind dries, and the traces of tears are left. I want to write down my thoughts, and I talk alone. It's difficult, difficult, difficult! People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is always like a rope on a swing.
Chapter completed!