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Text Chapter 01250 Oops, it seems a step too late

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    Zhang Dong's face was calm, but he was very vigilant in his heart. In history, Bian Yujing fell in love with the talented Wu Weiye, and then entangled with him for life, and finally became a Taoist priest, with a very miserable ending.  However, according to history, Bian Yujing had not yet met Wu Weiye at this time. It can be seen that history has changed slightly.  What makes Zhang Dong secretly feel bad is that she seems to be a step too late. Judging from Bian Yujing's performance, she already has a great impression of Wu Weiye and may have fallen deeply in love with him.  After all, Wu Weiye is a well-known talented scholar, a Chongzhen Jinshi, a famous poet, and is known as the "Three Great Masters of Jiangzuo" together with Qian Qianyi and Gong Dingzi. He is also the founder of the Loudong School of Poetry.  He is good at seven-character singing. He first learned the "Changqing style" and later developed his own new chant, which later generations called "Meicun style".  ¡° Such a talented man, as long as he falls in love with a talented girl from a brothel, the talented girl from the brothel really can¡¯t resist him.  Now, Bian Yujing actually asked him to go back and come back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. He was afraid that it would be too late when he came back. Naturally, it was impossible for him to go back, but he couldn't get angry in front of the beautiful lady. Besides, the beautiful lady had an affair with Wu Weiye.  According to legend, he knocked down the madam with gold before he met the beauty.  Then she smiled calmly and said: "Miss Yujing, I heard that Wu Weiye is a rare talent. I just took this opportunity to meet him. Please don't drive me away."  Zhang Dong went there with the money-grubbing madam, otherwise, why would she have to receive two guests at a time?  Forcibly cheering up, she asked the maid to invite Wu Weiye in and sit on another stool while she explained apologetically.  Wu Weiye¡¯s face turned ugly, his brows furrowed slightly, but in the end he didn¡¯t say anything.  Bian Yujing introduced the two men, and the two men nodded lightly.  Wu Weiye didn't pay attention to Zhang Dong. Zhang Dong looked very imposing and well-dressed. He must be a rich kid with no money in his belly. This kind of person would not make Bian Yujing's heart tempt at all and would not pose a threat to him.  Zhang Dong even paid no attention to Wu Weiye, who was plainly dressed and had an unusual temperament.  Bian Yujing began to use his tactics to deal with the two, but of course he took more care of Wu Weiye and was only perfunctory with Zhang Dong.  Gradually, Bian Yujing's interest became high, and he demonstrated his painting skills on the spot. He quickly brushed the pen on the paper and soon painted more than a dozen pieces of paper, all of which were covered with leafy orchids, beautiful, realistic and lifelike.  She also played the piano and sang songs to entertain the guests. The sound of the piano was elegant and ethereal, containing a bit of melancholy. Her singing voice was particularly sweet, with a hint of sadness. She sang much better than the big stars of later generations.  Wu Weiye and Zhang Dong¡¯s faces were full of enjoyment, and they applauded in admiration.  Zhang Dong couldn't help but introduce himself and said: "Miss Yujing, your singing is so beautiful, I will write a song for you" Before he finished speaking, Bian Yujing smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang, your masterpiece will be waiting for you.  Let¡¯s talk about it next time, why don¡¯t we ask Mr. Wu to write a poem? Mr. Wu is a rare talent in the world. Appreciating his calligraphy and reciting his poems is definitely the greatest enjoyment in life.¡± Obviously, Bian Yujing doesn¡¯t care about Zhang Dong at all.  Not interested, only interested in the talented man Wu Weiye.  " Wu Weiye glanced at Zhang Dong with contempt and pity, and said with a smile: "Then I will be embarrassed" He sat down at the desk and wrote in the blank space of an orchid picture by Bian Yujing just now:  "I look to the east wind and ask about the painted orchid. The beautiful woman sighs slightly and leans on the lantern stem.  It is difficult to describe the brocade at first glance, but the ink has not yet dried on the small stack of Qiongjian.  The weak leaves are lazy and relaxed, adding to the tiredness at noon, and the tender buds are stained by the cold spring.  Who can send the book in powder form? I'm afraid Xiao Lang won't be able to bear to read it.  ¡± He wrote in running script, with clever layout, stretched fonts, and sophisticated and glamorous. This poem is also exceptionally beautiful and contains special affection. Bian Yujing¡¯s pretty face has a faint red cloud, and the color of spring is rippling in her beautiful eyes.  Zhang praised and said: "Master Wu, you are simply the most talented person in our time. This poem is elegant and beautiful, and the words are so gorgeous that no one can compare with you."  " "Miss Yujing, you have given me a reward.  " Wu Weiye said modestly, but the pride on his face and the deep self-confidence betrayed his heart. Obviously, he really thought that he was the most talented person in the world today, and he did his duty. "Hahaha  " Zhang Dong spit out a sip of tea from his mouth, and couldn't help laughing. Bian Yujing and Wu Weiye looked at each other in astonishment, and at the same time cast their eyes on Zhang Dong's face. Bian Yujing couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Zhang, what are you doing?  What are you laughing at?  " Zhang Dong tried his best to stop laughing, and while rubbing his chest, he said: "Miss Yujing, you are really good at complimenting people. Such a shameful word has no artistic conception, it is justYou actually praise your poor poems that are piled up to the sky?  When you say the most talented person in the world, you don¡¯t mean the most stupid person in the world, right?  "This time he can't be as humble as when he pursued Gu Hengbo. Now he has to be high-profile in order to win the beauty's heart. Wu Weiye was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He pointed at Zhang Dong and said tremblingly: "You, you, you are just talking nonsense.  Eight ways!  "Bian Yujing was also stunned, and then looked at Zhang Dong with a reproachful look, and said: "Mr. Zhang, if you don't understand poetry or calligraphy, don't talk nonsense. What I just said is the true situation.  He is the most talented person in the world today.  Zhang Dong laughed again and said, "Miss Yujing, please stop hiding it. We all know exactly what kind of talent Mr. Wu is."  " Bian Yujing couldn't laugh or cry, and he didn't know how to defend himself. But Wu Weiye was filled with anger. He couldn't bear it anymore and said coldly: "It seems that Mr. Zhang is the real most talented person in the world. Why don't you show your hands and let me wait.  To pay homage?  " " Mr. Wu is overly praised, so I have only read a few books. I have never thought that I am very talented. However, even if I close my eyes and write and write poems, I will not be so bad.  "Zhang Dong pointed to the poem Wu Weiye had just written and said proudly. Bian Yujing was stunned and looked at Zhang Dong like a monster. He didn't understand how there could be such an arrogant person in the world? "Please, please, please.  " Two veins appeared on Wu Weiye's forehead, and he forcibly pulled Zhang Dong down to the desk. "Miss Yujing, do you really want me to show my shame?  "Zhang Dong turned to look at Bian Yujing and said. "Yes.  " A trace of displeasure flashed across Bian Yujing's pretty face, because she believed that Zhang Dong was talking nonsense and bragging. Zhang Dong sighed softly and said, "Miss Yujing, real talents rarely appear in public, so  , the talent you know is actually not a talent.  I can show off my embarrassment, but I'm afraid that Mr. Wu, who considers himself the most talented person in the world, will go away in shame and spoil your mood.  " "Don't brag, just write.  " How can Bian Yujing believe it? He said with an unhappy look. Wu Weiye was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He wanted to slap Zhang Dong in the face. How could he, Wu Weiye, be so broad-minded and talented, and leave in shame? 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