Looking at Yi Xiaoxiao's back as he left, he laughed at Xiaoyu: "You're so angry that you're so angry."

"Is it funny?" Chen Jiu glanced at Xiaoyu in a blank look.

"It's funny, it feels like a child fighting spirit," answered truthfully at Xiaoyu.

"I was so sad when this guy cut his robe and I broke my righteousness, but this guy's attitude of admitting guilt was too low. How could he admit his mistake like this?" Chen Jiu complained.

"Are you going to forgive him?"

"Just friends with wine and meat. One more is not more, and one less is not less. Although they are friends with wine and meat, they may be useful in the future."

"Do you really think so?"

"Do you think I'm lying like this?"

"Your thoughts are too extreme, this is not good."

Chen Jiu got up, picked up the cushion, walked to Chao Xiaoyu, and looked down at her: "People can't be perfect, and there are also shortcomings in this world. I am a human being. I have a little mistake and have a very short personality. It's nothing big."

After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for Xiaoyu's answer.

He shook his head and sighed at Xiaoyu behind, "This guy is so stubborn."

On the day of the Yuan Dynasty, Chen Jiu was wearing a purple robe and flat boots, and simply raised his hair with a hairpin. The carriage outside the door was ready.

The carriages rolled, the streets were brightly lit, and countless lanterns were flowing, tricks and food were played, and it was impossible to tell that it was night here.

"Young Master, Qujiangchi has arrived."

Chen Jiu lifted the carriage and left on his own. Naturally, the old shopkeeper and the others arranged the money for the car.

Chen Jiu came early or late. It was already crowded here, and it was no exaggeration to have crowded people.

Looking at the lanterns in the distance, Chen Jiu showed a smile on his lips. As a future person, Chen Jiu was still willing to do it.

"Boss, how much does this lantern with Qingluan look cost?"

The boss is a thin man. Seeing Chen Jiu dressed in luxurious clothes, he exaggeratedly said, "Young Master, other lanterns are not expensive, but the lantern you are interested in is definitely a top lantern. It was made by a famous craftsman in Qingzhou. It costs at least one tael of silver."

"Okay, one liang is just one liang." Chen Jiu was too lazy to bargain, and he made money every day, so he was not short of this amount of money.

The vendor glared at him and showed a look of regret. The look of regret was real. It turned out that what he saw was a super fat sheep, who slaughtered it lightly.

I took the lantern and found a place with fewer people. I searched for a place where I didn’t sell pens and ink for a long time. I was so depressed.

Looking at the scholar who wrote a poem to a lantern not far away, Chen Jiu had to go up and interrupt the scholar's intrigue: "Can you borrow a pen and ink?"

The scholar was shabby in clothes and was interrupted by someone and was about to blame him, but as soon as he saw Chen Jiu's luxurious clothes, he knew that the person in front of him must be either rich or noble, and did not dare to get angry, but just put his pen and ink in place.

Chen Jiu smiled: "Which academy is there to study in?"

The scholar looked at Chen Jiu's lanterns and said, "It's just a private school, you can't go to the academy."

Chen Jiu picked up the brush and said to the scholar: "I have a poetry meeting in Qingyang Academy tonight. I wonder if I have any interest in it?"

"Is Brother Tai a scholar from Qingyang Academy a scholar at Qingyang Academy?" the scholar said excitedly.

"It's exactly" Chen Jiu nodded. It was not enough to see that the ink was ground too thick, so he had to put down the brush and grind the ink himself.

"Since that's the case, I thank you brother." The scholar had the eyesight. Looking at Chen Jiu's luxurious clothes, he knew that the person in front of him was true, otherwise who would be willing to play tricks on him, a poor boy for no reason.

After grinding the ink, Chen Jiu gently lifted the pen: "On the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day."

"The moon reaches the willows, and people make an appointment after dusk."

"On the New Year's Eve this year, the moon and the lights are still the same."

"I haven't seen anyone last year, tears wet the sleeves of the spring shirt."

"Yuan Ye", written by Chen Jiu of Qingyang Academy.

After chanting twice, the scholar on the side couldn't help but exclaim: "Good poems, good poems, it turns out that brother Tai is the first new student in Qingyang Academy, Chen Jiu, known as the future saint, is in front of him, and I have no eyes, so I ask the saint to punish him."

Chen Jiu shook his head: "What a mess? I can't afford to be the title of saint. Brother, don't call him like this. It's shameful that Chen Jiu is so shameless that he won't see anyone even if he spreads it."

"Chan, brother, it's all legend that you are the reincarnation of a saint and will definitely become a Confucian saint in the future. This is not what I said myself."

Chen Jiu smiled, took out a fire note, lighted the lantern gently, and watched the lantern fly gradually, a smile appeared on the corner of Chen Jiu's mouth: "Happy Yuan Festival."

"Let's go, let's go to the poetry meeting." After saying that, he ignored the stupid scholar and walked forward on his own.

I really saw many acquaintances here, all freshmen and students who don’t have senior grades.

"Chen Jiu is here, Chen Jiu is here."

A student exclaimed with sharp eyes.

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was in chaos and they all looked for Chen Jiu.

"Where is it?".

"If we can gather with the future saints today, we may be famous in history in the future."

"It's extreme or extreme, it's better to be a little bit of literary talent."

Looking at the enthusiastic people, Chen Jiu had to stand up: "Brothers, let's get together today, don't say anything about the saint, otherwise I won't have the face to stay here."

"Brother Chen, why did you come?" Chen Yi naturally would not miss the opportunity to show his face.

"Okay, it's good that I can come." After that, Chen Jiu walked to a secluded corner and said to the scholar: "You can just have a walk, this is the gathering place of Qingyang Academy."

"Thank you, Brother Chen." After the scholar bowed, he knew that Chen Jiu had issued an order to expel guests. He did not wander around Chen Jiu, but went to another place to join in the fun.

Chen Yi walked over with a glass of wine: "I didn't expect you to come today. Today, many people guessed that you wouldn't come. After all, Yi Xiaoxiao's expression after returning from you yesterday was really bad."

Speaking of this, Chen Yi said gossip: "What's wrong with you and Yi Xiaoxiao? I felt something was wrong when you wanted to change seats with me a few days ago. Yesterday I felt that you had an unfriendly meeting. It seems that there must be something between you."

Chen Jiu shook his head: "If there are some things, don't think about it."

Chen Yi walked around Chen Jiu: "Can you fall in love with the little fisherman in Chao at the same time, and then turned against each other."

"Puff" Chen Jiu spit out the wine in his mouth and looked at Chen Yi with a stuttering look.

"Why, I guessed it right, no, it's so bloody," Chen Yi looked at Chen Jiu's expression and exclaimed.

"Ahem, Brother Chen, if you think too much, it's just a matter of no reason." Chen Jiu smiled bitterly. This guy's imagination is too rich.

Chen Yi made an expression that even a man knew: "Don't worry, I won't say anything. Besides, it's not a big deal to turn against a woman and become enemies. Maybe it's still a good story to spread. Look at how close you are to Master now, and you have taken all the "cheaps" by you. It must be that Master chose you. This matter will be a good thing for you to spread."

Chen Jiu quickly covered Chen Yi's mouth: "Don't think about it, kid, it's really not like that."

After saying that, Chen Jiu changed the topic: "So many people have come, why haven't the poetry meeting started yet?"

"Hey, I've been talking to you, and I have forgotten the poetry meeting, so I'll host it now."

After saying that, Chen Yi got up and walked out, standing on the high rock: "Brothers, now everyone is here, let's start our poetry meeting. How about writing a poem with this Shangyuan Festival as the title?"

"Okay, OK, OK".

"According to the old rules."

“·······”.

"Everyone, since Brother Chen Jiutai is again, then the opening poem of this first poem is unstoppable. Are you right?"

"right".

"That's exactly what's going on."

Seeing this, Chen Jiu stood up, glared at Chen Yi, walked to the riverside and said, "Since all brothers are interested in this, then Chen Jiu will not refuse."
Chapter completed!