At this time, the shopkeeper brought the clerk upstairs. The clerk was holding a large tray in his hand. The shopkeeper who was here to serve the meal heard a loud shout and couldn't help asking, "What's the good thing? Can you let the villain listen?"

Mu Gen said: "The bright moonlight in front of the window is suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and think of my hometown. This is called poetry. Have you ever heard of this poem better than this poem?"

The shopkeeper's settlement is OK, but when it comes to reciting poems, he can't do it. If it works, he will no longer be a shopkeeper in the restaurant and will go directly to take the exam for the scholar! He hurriedly said: "Good poetry, good poetry, really good poetry..."

Before he could finish his words, suddenly, the whole hall was full of joy!

I heard the officials shouting together: "Good poetry, this poem is wonderful!" There was a burst of applause!

The hall was full of brilliance, which scared the shopkeeper, and Mu Gen was also shocked. This poem has been written for a while, why did these people call it good?

The officials called out the whole house, but they were not flattering. If they simply wanted to flatter Yang Ze, they would be fine as soon as Yang Ze finished his poem. They were all cultural people and had a literary foundation. Even if they couldn't make good poems, they could definitely hear them!

The bright moonlight in front of the window, is it good? It doesn’t need them to verify it. Famous poems and popular masterpieces have long proved their value by time. After listening to the poem and savoring it, the officials discovered its wonderfulness!

This poem is one of the representative works of the poet Li Bai. Later generations evaluated the quatrains of Taibai, which were written by words without any intention. The so-called "Whoever does not want to do anything is to do without any intention! It is also said that the two schools of Qinglian and Longbiao were at the peak of the Tang Dynasty. Li Geng naturally lived in the former kingdom!

Qinglian refers to Li Bai, while Long Biao refers to Wang Changling. Because Li Bai's poems are more natural, they are famous above Wang Changling.

The more natural the poem is, the greater the value and the higher the taste. "Quiet Night Thought" is definitely a benchmark and a role model! The poem Yang Ze read before is actually a translation of "Quiet Night Thought", which is already at the level of Jinshi. Once the original version is released, it will naturally be a masterpiece of eternal songs!

After the officials savored it, they naturally had to applaud. Even Jie Wenxiu applauded. Although he was angry with Yang Ze to punish him, he was not a stingy person. After listening to this poem, he sincerely admired it.

Yang Ze glanced at everyone and thought to himself: "A little poem actually shocked all my friends!"

He pretended to be very modest and said, "Is this poem good? I don't feel that what I did is well done, but my level of writing poetry is too poor, so I can't do anything better!"

What else can it be? This is good enough, it can't be better. If you look at nature, this poem is definitely the best!

Yang Ze said to Xie Wenxiu: "Sir Xie, please help me change it to see if I can strive for excellence!"

Xie Wenxiu stood up, bowed to Yang Ze, and said, "This poem is not qualified to be modified below. Even if you are qualified, it cannot be modified. It has reached a point where it cannot be moved. I admire you!"

He originally wanted to step on Yang Ze, but found that he could not step on Yang Ze, so he could only ask Yang Ze to show mercy and not step on him!

Over there, the shopkeeper was very happy. So many people said that this poem was good, so he felt that this poem was really good. As for how good it is, it must be written down!

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "All the adults are feasting and writing poems in the villain's shop, which really makes the shop shine. Since this wonderful poem is made in the shop, why not just stay in the shop? Please ask Mr. Xiao Yang to leave a book on the pink wall and leave a view for the shop!"

He rushed back and said, and the man quickly put down the tray, ran downstairs, and returned in a moment, and brought in the pen and ink! The shopkeeper looked at Yang Ze with eager eyes, hoping that Yang Ze could write poems for him. Let the literati write poems, but the best way for the store to invest. If the person who wrote poems is developed in the future, the store will have to borrow a lot of light. If it is not developed, it is nothing. At worst, you can paint the poems with white ash!

It was nothing to ask Yang Ze to write poems, but he was full of masterpieces of ancient and modern times. But if he was asked to write or write on the wall, his regular characters were not enough to read.

Yang Ze smiled at Jie Wenxiu and said, "I have done the poem, so I will write this word by Lord Jie. It is best to write a line of small words at the back of the poem, saying that I am not doing this poem well. If anyone can refine my poem, I, Yang Ze, will be grateful!"

Jie Wenxiu was very happy. This good poem will definitely spread throughout the world and may be remembered forever. Yang Ze wrote a poem and he wrote the inscription. This is also a good story and will definitely be of great help to his future career!

Xie Wenxiu hurriedly stood up and said, "Mr. Xiao Yang is humble. If you want to change this poem, it is really difficult. I don't believe who can change it!"

He took the pen and wrote the poem on the wall with a wave. After the poem, he described the feast today. He even wrote the names of all the officials present without even making any trouble, and even the names of Hu and Mu Gen were written at the end!

The officials were naturally very happy. While praising Xie Wenxiu's good calligraphy, they were secretly happy. It was easy to leave a name on the pink wall. For example, if you go here, you may stay after a wonderful poem. This is also considered to be a famous person. No one can be an exception.

After Xie Wenxiu finished writing, he turned around and said, "Mr. Xiao Yang, when he was young, he practiced calligraphy hard and thought that this word was not bad. But today he used this word to write this poem, but he deeply felt that this word was not worthy of this poem!"

Yang Ze smiled and said, "Mr. Xie is too modest. Your words are more than me than others, but they are ten times better than me." He sighed and said, "When I was young, I was tempted to play and make fun of it and did not practice calligraphy well. The words I wrote now can only recognize what words they are, but they have no ornamental value!"

When he said that when he was young, all the officials smiled. You are not old now, you are still a little boy!

Xie Wenxiu said: "Ambition is not about being old, but not being able to live a hundred years old without ambition. Mr. Xiao Yang is definitely in time to practice calligraphy now. But if I imagine that I would write good poems like you, I am afraid there will be no hope in this life!"

He threw the pen proudly and said, "Today I met Mr. Xiao Yang, I really have a great pleasure in Xie's life. It's a big deal. Come on, drink, Xie wants to toast Mr. Xiao Yang three big bowls!"

The shopkeeper quickly agreed and asked the guy to pour wine to serve him. He felt happy. Yang Ze is now in Guazhou and is very young. He is probably a sensational figure in Guazhou for ten or eight years, or even decades. His poems are left in the store, but even the treasures of the store. The officials are embarrassed to come to blackmail them in the future. In the future, literati will come to the store and get them to the house. After reading this good poem, the literati may even sell more wine in the store!

Xie Wenxiu picked up the wine bowl, but Yang Ze did not refuse. The two of them made three big bowls in a row! Seeing that Yang Ze was drinking happily, Hu Zi quickly held the bowl and said, "Mr. Xiao Yang, you can do one bowl with the villain!"

Yang Ze laughed and said, "Brother Hu, you are a warrior. How can you use a small bowl? Let's change it to a big bowl!"

Huzi was surprised and happy, so he was so proud that he actually used a big bowl of wine. Yang Ze took it over and worked it all the way to the end. Huzi naturally drank no more wine!

When others saw it, they hurriedly toasted Yang Ze. They all used big bowls. Yang Ze had to pretend to be generous. When the wine was dry, he would not refuse anyone. After a long time, he drank the belly round and swayed!

The happier you drink, the more you drink, the more you get drunk, the more you get. At this time, everyone is happier. No one is under the table and let go. No matter what the decent official is, they are cheering and yelling, and they are very happy. Their relationship with Yang Ze becomes more and more intimate as the wine is taken.

This wine was drunk until almost midnight. If I hadn't eaten all of them, I would have to drink it until tomorrow morning.

Yang Ze's face was flushed and he kept burping. He shouted, "Brothers, let's drink in a different place and go to the Songwufang. Lao Hu, don't you want to listen to the song? Let the little girl sing for you, and let them stand in a row for you to sing!"

Everyone cheered in unison. Nowadays, when going to the Song and Dance House to spend time and enjoy the world, it must not be said to be corruption, but rather to be romantic, and it is a compulsory course for literati and scholars. If anyone says he has never been to the Song and Dance House, he will be embarrassed to go out and say hello to others!

A group of people went downstairs, greeted the constables, and rushed to the largest singing and dancing workshop in Guazhou. When Yang Ze left the house, he wanted to calculate the wine money for the shopkeeper. He didn't want anything and insisted on him to ask for it. Yang Ze was no longer polite. Anyway, the "Quiet Night Thoughts" left on the wall, let alone a meal of wine, ten meals were enough. Speaking of which, the shopkeeper's money was still profitable!

So many people were walking on the streets clamoringly. When the night patrol officers and soldiers saw it, they naturally had to come forward to ask. Of course, they would not arrest officials and constables, but if something happened, they had to ask!

The result was that the leader of the officers and soldiers was held back by the character "Ni" and had to go to the singing and dancing workshop with them. The leader was naturally overjoyed. How could he leave such good things that were about food, drink and music?

The leader smiled and said, "We are going to patrol the streets of the Song and Wufang, and just escort all the adults over."

Huzi said with a mouth full of alcohol and said, "That's right, after entering the Song and Dance House, you are checking the little girl's household registration there. This is a business, so you must do it well!"

It is easy to do things when there is a reason. When the leader and the soldiers patrolling the streets said, the officers and soldiers were all very happy. Anyway, they were patrolling the streets. It was not patrolling wherever they were. Someone invited them to make them corrupt. This is a rare good thing that must not be missed. The officers and soldiers did not leave any of them, and they all followed Yang Ze to corrupt under the name of escorting officials to the Song and Dance House to check their household registration.

Soon after, I arrived at the Song and Dance House. The name of this Song and Dance House is quite unique, called "Beauty Here". It is really a good name. When the poets see the name of the shop, they can't help but want to come in and have some fun and enjoy the whole world.

Yang Ze entered the Song and Dance House with everyone's support. Seeing so many people coming together, the eldest lady in the house was still officials. She was so panicked that she hurriedly greeted her and gave up the main hall, allowing more than a hundred people to enter the main hall.

The main hall is quite large, with a rotunda, just like the front hall of a hotel in a later generation. It has two acres of land, which is dedicated to hosting large banquets by high-ranking officials and nobles.

Yang Ze took advantage of the alcohol and said to the eldest lady, "You are called a beauty here, but is it referring to you?"

The eldest lady's surname is Qiu. She used to be a purple-red singer and dance girl. When she got older, she opened this song and dance workshop with her own money. She welcomed and saw more people, and she was not at all nervous.

Madam Qiu smiled and said, "The little official is joking. I am in my forty years. Even the old milfs are not considered a beauty. How can I call a beauty? If a little official wants to see a beauty, it is very easy. Whether it is tall, short, fat, thin, or white, black, we have it here!"

Yang Ze sat on the carpet, tilted his body and shouted, "Then call them all!"

Madam Qiu's eyes lit up and she said, "Call them all? Okay, come here now, come here!"
Chapter completed!