Three days later.
Thanks to Mr. Han’s publicity, Huanxi Tavern suddenly caused a sensation in the Yuncheng literary world.
It's only been a few days, but the originally empty walls are now covered with red questions.
"Brother." Li Shusheng found Situ Yue, who was dressed in white, in the crowd and asked him about his question.
"There was no better answer within three days. I have announced the answer. Sir, you win. You can have a free meal in the restaurant today, as long as you don't waste it." Situ Yue pointed to the question posed by Li Shusheng on the wall.
"Really?" Li Shusheng was overjoyed. He hadn't expected that no one could answer his question. After seeing the answer, he realized, "Thank goodness your answer is so difficult to surpass. If it were my own, I'd have probably already been torn down."
Huanxi Restaurant will compare the answers given by those who come to compete in couplets within three days with the answer given by the questioner to see if they are better, and then judge which one is better.
What Li Shusheng wrote under the question was exactly the answer Situ Yue had given at the beginning, and Li Shusheng felt ashamed of himself.
"It's because of your first sentence that I said the second sentence." Situ Yue still smiled.
"I...have a request." Li Shusheng looked embarrassed.
"But it's okay."
"Can you... give me a discount?"
Situ Yue was quite surprised to hear this. This scholar must be from a poor family. Instead of spending a lavish meal at the restaurant, it would be better to take the cash back home. It might be enough to cover more than a month's food rations.
But he still refused: "We can only eat in small restaurants."
Li Shusheng sighed slightly: "Then can I take the dishes back?"
Li Shusheng has parents and a younger sister at home, and he wants to take his share home to eat.
Situ Yue thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but you can only bring one portion."
Li Shusheng breathed a sigh of relief. "Of course, thank you very much, brother. I left in a hurry last time, so I didn't know your name."
"Situ Yue, just call me by my last name."
"Brother, you are as your name suggests. You really deserve the name 'moon'."
Li Shusheng looked through the menu and thought that it was indeed a big restaurant. Not only were the names of the dishes poetic, but even the pictures were unique.
He ordered a meat dish, a vegetable dish and a bowl of rice, which was enough for an adult man to eat.
Seeing that this man was quite honest, Situ Yue felt that she had not made a mistake.
"My surname is Li, my given name is Dan, and my nickname is Cheng Yue." Li Dan took the dish, left a question, and greeted Situ Yue.
"If you have time in the future, come here more often so we can learn from each other." Situ Yue no longer had the nerve to chat with Master Han like before. After all, they were just friends regardless of age difference before, but now he had become her elder.
He and Li Dan had a good impression of each other, so he wanted to communicate further.
"It's my honor!" Li Dan was very excited. He could feel the profound knowledge of Situ Yue. If he could communicate with him more, he would definitely benefit from it.
"See you next time." Situ Yue nodded politely.
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"Situ, do me a favor!" Liu Qinghuan knocked on Situ Yue's door again.
Situ Wang inside was very puzzled. After all, he was also a Situ...
"Miss Liu, what can I do for you?" Situ Yue opened the door, and seemed to have a serious look at all times.
"Now that our restaurant is so famous in the literary world, we have to have something substantial to offer."
"What does Miss Liu mean?"
"Let's create a treasure that will be the centerpiece of our store."
"You want me to write an essay?"
"No, no, no."
"You want Master?"
"No, no, no! Don't bother. I have something ready."
Liu Qinghuan memorized a lot of poems for the college entrance examination, and he couldn't just bury them.
"Ready-made? Then call me..."
"My handwriting is not good, and Zijun's handwriting is too murderous, so it is not suitable to be displayed in a restaurant."
Ye Heng's handwriting is beautiful indeed, worthy of being a man who has fought on the battlefield for many years. Every stroke is full of murderous intent.
"It's just a small favor, Miss Liu, please come in."
Situ Yue opened the door and welcomed Liu Qing in.
As soon as Liu Qinghuan entered the room, the floor was still littered with waste papers and the desk was messy.
"Hello, Mr. Situ."
"The girl from the Liu family is here." Situ Wang looked up, smiling happily.
Situ Yue cleared the desk to make room for a piece of paper and took out a piece of rice paper.
"I've started memorizing it. If you're unsure about any word, feel free to ask."
Situ Yue: “…Okay.”
"Title, first the title. 'Returning to the Garden and Countryside'"
Situ Yue wrote the four words "Return to the Garden and Fields" in a casual and elegant manner.
"Go home~" Liu Qinghuan recited with the rhythm and rhythm of a performance, "Why don't you go home when your fields are about to be overgrown with weeds? Since your mind is enslaved by your body, why should you be sad and lonely?"
“…Clouds emerge from the mountains without any intention, and birds fly back home when they are tired…”
"I climbed the eastern heights and let out a whistle, and by the clear stream I composed poetry. Let me ride on the natural order and return to the end, and rejoice in the destiny which is destined for me, why should I doubt it?"
"good!"
Situ Wang couldn't bear it for a long time, but finally applauded when Liu Qinghuan finished.
Liu Qinghuan: You scared me to death.
"The young lady from the Liu family is surprisingly talented in writing. I wonder who her teacher is?"
Liu Qinghuan touched his nose and said, "I didn't write that."
I plagiarized it.
If your dynasty had not been established, I would not dare to plagiarize.
"You didn't write it? Where did it come from?"
Liu Qinghuan looked at Situ Wang with sharp and excited eyes.
"In a dream."
Liu Qinghuan gritted his teeth and made up a reason that he himself didn't believe.
Situ Wang: I think you are living in a dream.
If Liu Qinghuan didn't say anything, a wise man like Situ Wang wouldn't ask any further questions.
"Then what should be changed in the signature?" Situ Yue asked, looking up.
"Just write... Ye Heng?" Liu Qinghuan blinked.
Situ Yue:?
"Who?"
Situ Yue rarely lost her composure, and her voice became much higher.
Ye Zijun wrote a poem by the clear stream?
Is he crazy?
"It's okay to write about you." Isn't this because he's afraid you won't agree?
Situ Yue: ...
"Why not just write Miss Liu?"
"No, no, no. I think this poem is good, it can be said to be a leader in pastoral poetry. If I post it, it will definitely spread. If everyone wants to know who Liu Qinghuan is and comes to me every day to annotate scriptures and treatises, I might as well kill myself."
Situ Yue thought for a moment, then wrote her name below and stamped it with her personal seal: "This is just a case of plagiarism."
If His Majesty knew about this article about Ye Zijun, he would probably be convicted of treason.
Liu Qinghuan: "Thank you, Situ."
Situ Wang: This is not the world I live in, what are they saying?
"I'll have it framed and hang it in the restaurant tomorrow."
Situ Yue couldn't help but read the poem she "wrote" again and admired it.
“He is truly a great talent.”
Situ Wang was eager to try: "Liu family girl, why don't I write one too, and you hang it up across the street, so we can have a duel?"
Liu Qinghuan was surprised and delighted: "It would be an honor to have you write a poem for me. As for a fight, Qinghuan doesn't dare."
To be honest, she felt that Mr. Tao might not be able to catch up with this great man.
"Ha ha."
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