Everyone's attention was drawn to these words, and soon everyone saw the girl in Lu Chen's arms blushing.
Even Li Guang, who often frequented places of entertainment, couldn't help but call him a beast. How could you do this in such a place? You have no shame!
Being stared at by so many people, the girl's face turned even redder. When Zi Yan's gaze fell on her, she said in a panic, "I'm sorry, Miss Zi Yan, I didn't mean it."
There is a strict hierarchy in places like brothels. Top performers like Zi Yan have a lot of say in the brothel and are absolutely like the moon surrounded by stars.
If she was unhappy with a girl, she would just twist her lips and make her life very difficult.
The girl's exclamation just now stole Zi Yan's limelight. If she was unreasonable, the matter would definitely not end there.
Fortunately, Zi Yan wasn't the type to be petty. At least in front of the guests, she acted very kindly. She stepped forward, took the girl's hand, and said, "Sister Chunniang, you're joking. We're all miserable people. I'm so happy that you've found a good fortune. By the way, you said earlier that this young man wrote a poem for you? I wonder if you could read it out to everyone so we can enjoy it."
As she spoke, Zi Yan couldn't help but look at Lu Chen. She still remembered that this man had acted with disdain when she was offering sacrifices just now.
At first she thought that the man was trying to get her attention in this way, but now it seems that is not the case.
Chunniang looked at Zi Yan and then at Lu Chen with some embarrassment, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Lu Chen was quite calm. He looked Zi Yan up and down, and he felt that he had an idea of what kind of person Zi Yan was.
"Young Master, can I recite this poem?" Chunniang asked softly, with a pleading look on her face.
Lu Chen waved his hand generously and said, "Since it's a gift for you, it's up to you to decide."
As he spoke, Lu Chen picked up the wine glass and took a sip. He was still very confident about the level of the poem.
Seeing Lu Chen so calm, Zi Yan couldn't help but look at him twice more.
You have to know that there was a poem by Zhang Xiuzhi that was as good as it could be. If Lu Chen's poem was surpassed by that, it would be a huge shame.
"Sister Chunniang, since this young master said that you will be in charge of everything, then you should read it to us." Zi Yan said with a smile, but she had other plans in her mind.
Regardless of the quality of this poem, at least they have produced a poem, and at least they will not be accused of being cowardly before the battle.
Seeing that these literati were too concerned about their reputation and no one was willing to help her, Zi Yan was quite disappointed. She was planning to grit her teeth and write a poem to get away with it, but she didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to help at the critical moment.
If the quality of this poem is good, then at least their loss won't be too embarrassing.
If the quality of this poem is just average, it won't be a disgrace to Zi Yan.
As for whether the level of this poem would be the same as Zhang Xiuzhi's, or even better, Zi Yan felt that if she had such an idea, she might as well go to bed early.
Anyway, judging from Lu Chen's temperament, she didn't think he could write lyrics.
Since Zi Yan had said so, Chun Niang certainly didn't dare disobey her. So, under the gaze of everyone, she gently opened her red lips and said, "Shu brocade and silk curtains, winding corridors, quiet nights of leisurely exploration. Jade carved railings rise above the crescent moon, red doors half-closed, people gaze out. The whirling incense burner warms the tent, jade trees and white branches, winding around each other. The wine grows stronger, spring thoughts swirl, the mandarin duck embroidered quilt turns red waves."
When she finished the last sentence, Chunniang had already lowered her head in shame.
However, the people present did not make fun of her, but looked at Lu Chen in shock.
Who could have imagined that this young man in front of us could write such a beautiful poem so easily!
As the saying goes, there is no best in literature. Everyone has different criteria for judging ci, but generally speaking, the most basic requirement for a good ci is that it is catchy.
If you want to make a song catchy, rhyme is very important.
If a poem is catchy and uses ornate language, it can basically be considered a top-quality work.
The content of this poem is somewhat vulgar.
Look at the last sentence, "The wine is getting stronger and spring thoughts are stirring, the mandarin duck embroidered quilt is turned into red waves." Wow, it's really explicit!
But it was precisely because of such a blatant sentence that everyone was shocked.
What does this mean? It means that Lu Chen improvised and wrote this poem on the spot!
In fact, many literati and poets usually prepare a few poems, which they can use to suit important occasions.
After all, there are only a few people like Cao Zhi who can compose a poem in seven steps. Many times, a poem needs a long time to be polished.
But after the young man in front of him had a pleasant conversation with the girl in his arms, he actually improvised such a poem. His profound skill in poetry is simply amazing!
The most shocked person among them was Li Jing. He knew Lu Chen's identity and he was sure that Lu Chen had never been to such a place before. In other words, this poem of Lu Chen was really an impromptu work, and it was written in just a few cups of tea!
Looking at the shocked expressions of the crowd, Lu Chen curled his lips in disdain.
Are you stunned by this? This is just a relatively ordinary poem among Liu Yong's many poems.
If I really wrote "I am so exhausted for her" and "Three autumn osmanthus and ten miles of lotus flowers", you would all bow down to me.
Speaking of Liu Yong, Lu Chen felt a lot of emotion in his heart. He was a poet he liked very much. Unfortunately, because his writing style was too explicit, he was not accepted by the mainstream cultural circle of the Song Dynasty at that time, and was not even recorded in the official history.
But looking at the entire history of the development of Song Ci, who dares to ignore Liu Sanbian, who wrote lyrics under the emperor's order!
You see, even with such vulgar words, these people can still be shocked. This is the level!
Thinking of this, Lu Chen raised the wine glass in his hand and saluted the void from afar, toasting this great poet of Song Dynasty poetry.
After a glass of wine, Lu Chen felt relaxed both physically and mentally. He tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and said with a half-smile on his face: "Don't just stand there, speak up!"
I've brought out these wonderful words for you to enjoy, so where are your rainbow farts? What are you waiting for!
The group of scholars looked at each other in bewilderment. All this happened so suddenly that they didn't know what to say for a moment.
Zi Yan was the first to react. After a brief moment of surprise, a look of ecstasy appeared on her face. She quickly walked over to Lu Chen, bowed gracefully, and said, "Sir, this is a very talented young man. Could you please come upstairs for a gathering?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar. This meant that Lu Chen was invited to be the lover's guest!
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