I believe everyone still remembers Shao Qiusheng, yes, he was one of the four poor scholars who kindly asked them to sit next to Li Zhi that day, but Shao Qiusheng was not grateful to Li You.

On the contrary, after Li You won the leader, he burst into jealousy from the bottom of his heart.

You should know that Li You was a slut in the past. He suddenly wrote famous poems throughout the ages. Many people were surprised and a little disbelief. Then Shao Qiusheng thought of a way.

I came to a song and found Xiaolan, a prostitute whom I had been cheating on, and said to himself that the song "Han Ju" was created by him, and then was deceived by Li You, the king of Qi, and followed Xiaolan to cheat and drink.

The prostitutes in ancient times were different from those in the present. They basically needed money in modern times, but these prostitutes in ancient times had their own spiritual world, and they were very few of them willing to do this.

Basically, I still want to find a man to rely on.

In ancient times, the trend of narrow prostitutes was also popular. Many literati liked to linger in the fireworks. This is not a bad thing, but will make you a name for being elegant and romantic.

The most casual person in ancient times was Liu Yong of the Northern Song Dynasty... He was buried without money, prostitutes wearing mourning clothes, and famous prostitutes in Tokyo were mostly "toys" for literati and poets to enjoy, and was a decoration after dinner.

But Liu Yong is different. He regards them as friends and often writes lyrics for them. As long as whoever can get a poem written by Liu Yong specifically, his value will double. Therefore, they also welcome and love Liu Yong very much.

Even when such a song came out, Liu Yong's reputation for being popular among prostitutes was very popular:

I don’t want the king to summon him, I want Liu Qi to call him;

I don’t want a thousand gold, I wish to win Liu Qixin;

I don’t want the gods to see you, but I want to know Liu Qimian.

Because Liu Yong ranked seventh at home, people also called him Liu Qi. He was very popular among prostitutes. He not only did not spend money when he came to the Fireworks Liuxiang, but also often "make money". Because he wrote good words, the prostitutes were very grateful to him.

Liu Yong was poor in his later years and often needed prostitutes to pay for help.

Liu Yong was free and slutty for many years, physically and mentally injured, and died at the home of a famous prostitute Zhao Xiangxiang. He had neither family nor property, and no one was concerned after his death. Xie Yuying and Chen Shishi's famous prostitutes were obsessed with his talent and love, so he gathered some money to bury him.

Xie Yuying and he planned to be husband and wife, and all the prostitutes mourn him. At the time of the funeral, all the prostitutes came all over Tokyo, half of the city was mourning, and there was a silence.

This is the story of "group prostitutes burying Liu Qi with metal". Xie Yuying thought of Liu Lang with great sorrow, and died two months later. Chen Shishi and others missed her and buried her next to Liu Yong's tomb.

This Shao Qiusheng wanted to be a person like Liu Qi, but he did not rely on his own talent but on his fraud. Xiaolan is a relatively medium-sized prostitute in a song and can make some money by picking up customers. Xiaolan's heart was longing for a scholar to one day and take him out of the sea of ​​suffering.

Shao Qiusheng took this into consideration and, as his scholar, cheated on food and drinks in Xiaolan, and then made up a story about himself being the original creator of the poem "Han Ju". Li You was simply a shameless person who plagiarized his poems.

Of course, this lie has achieved a good effect in front of Xiaolan, but Shao Qiusheng would not have thought that his lie would make him one step closer to death.

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"You're saying it's true..."

In a luxurious private room in Nanqu, a gorgeously dressed young man leaned on the bed, and two beautiful women were serving him. Yu Guinu, who had just been calling Xiaolan to pick up the guests, knelt on the ground of the private room.

"It's true young master... I heard him say it with my own ears, and the man is in the room of a song, you can ask in person." Yu Guinu hurriedly promised.

"Haha..." The young man smiled happily: "That's great... If this is true, then the man can make Li You notorious. I'll say... He used to be inferior to me, but now how could he write poems that even my father appreciated.

It turned out to be plagiarism... Oh my god is going to destroy him, but I actually saw him. OK... You are very good, you will give you a hundred coins!"

When Yu Guinu heard that he could get a hundred coins this time, he was so happy that he kowtowed repeatedly. Then he heard the young master continue, "Wait for a moment, you will take us to the place where the scholar is. We want to ask the scholar to go back and ask questions."

"Yes...Young Master..." Yu Guinu quickly agreed.

Shao Qiusheng slept until the evening. At this time, Shao Qiusheng felt thirsty and shouted Xiaolan in a daze, hoping that Xiaolan could give him a sip of water.

However, just after Shao Qiusheng shouted three times, he poured a basin of cold water on his head.

The biting ice water instantly made Shao Qiusheng open his eyes and shouted angrily: "Xiaolan, what do you want to do?"

But after Shao Qiusheng shouted, he found that there was Xiaolan here. Four men with flesh-faced faces stood in front of him. Each of them held a horizontal knife in his hand. The blade was sharp and the cold light shining on the blade was shining.

Shao Qiusheng quickly tightened his whole body, and his body trembled involuntarily: "Dear heroes, how can students offend me? Please forgive me. The students still have more than a dozen coins of money, so I can give it to you. Please don't hurt my life."

Looking at Shao Qiusheng and his trembling appearance, the boss of the four looked at Shao Qiusheng and asked: "Sir, don't be afraid. The four of us admire Mr. Hu. I heard that Mr. Hu is the original creator of "Han Ju", so I want to make friends."

Shao Qiusheng was slightly stunned... and then nodded quickly and said, "Ah... So that's it, yes... I am indeed the original creator of "Han Ju". However, my song "Han Ju" was taken away by the King of Qi. I, a little scholar, was unable to compete. Please let me leave."

"Sir, don't be afraid. We have already said that we just come to make friends with you. As long as the teacher tells me, what evidence does sir have to prove that this song "Han Ju" was written by Mr., if there is, maybe we can still help Mr....!"

"Clam..." Shao Qiusheng didn't know how to answer for a moment, but the other party's sword was in his hand. Shao Qiusheng was still ready to carry out the lie to the end, because the other party said that "Han Ju" was written by himself to make friends, but now if he said that it was not, the other party was angry and raised his hand and he would be cut to death.

So helplessly, Shao Qiusheng had to start making up. He first told Li You about his ignorant identity. This was everyone's consensus, and then he said that he was invited to Li Zhi's seat with his classmates at that time.

These are all true, and then Shao Qiusheng mixed some fakes into the real and made up a lie that Li Youqiang robbed his poems as quickly as possible.

The lie was very perfect, which made the young man outside believe it and laughed: "Li You, you're done..."

After saying that, the young man waved his hand outside and punched the big man inside and knocked Shao Qiusheng unconscious. Shao Qiusheng never dreamed that he would kill himself this time.

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Chapter completed!