"So that's the case, I didn't know the identity of the girl before, but I made a mistake. ”

Jiang Chen let out a long sigh.

He felt aggrieved.

Obviously, he didn't know Liu Shuyan's true identity before, it was just an encounter that happened to him.

What's more, she took the initiative!

Why are these people targeting him so much?

He's just a little bit more handsome!

Is it also a mistake to be handsome?

Can this world still be better, and when will the handsome guy stand up!

Jiang Chen, who had become a boxer, drank a glass of wine angrily, followed Yang Zai's line of sight, and looked in one direction in the painting boat.

Along this direction, you can see a tall and thin young literati sitting at the other end of the boat, chatting with a friend next to him.

"Brother Jiang, it's okay for others, most of them are like me, they just appreciate Miss Shuyan from afar, but there are also some people who really bother to think about being her ministers, especially this brother, Brother Jiang should be careful of him. Yang Zai looked at the tall and thin scholar and said leisurely.

"Who is he?" Jiang Chen looked at with him.

"This person's name is Jiang Zhiyu, he is a student of Guozijian, his family seems to be a side branch of Xungui, and he has some identity, he has been pursuing Miss Shuyan for two or three years, I don't know how much money he has spent, but unfortunately, Miss Shuyan has no interest in him, and has been very cold. ”

Yang Zai shook his head and said the identity of the tall and thin scholar with a little disdain.

It turned out to be a licking dog.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen looked at the tall and thin scholar Jiang Zhiyu with a trace of pity in his eyes.

Just as he was saying this, Jiang Zhiyu seemed to notice that someone was looking at him, turned around, and saw that it was Jiang Chen, his face suddenly sank, he snorted violently, and turned back again.

"It's just a licking dog, and it's not worth the effort. Jiang Chen retracted his gaze and poured a glass of wine.

"Licking dogs?"

Yang Zai was stunned for a moment, then tasted it carefully, and couldn't help laughing: "Lick the dog, this word is really appropriate, Brother Jiang is really a wonderful person!"

"Come, drink, drink!"

............

After three rounds of drinking, Yang Zai looked at the time and smiled at Jiang Chen: "Brother Jiang, it's almost time for the poetry meeting to officially start, and Miss Suyan should come out." ”

Before he finished speaking, he only heard the sound of a pipa sounding like a pearl falling on a jade plate, and it came along with one of them, as well as Liu Shuyan's gentle voice like flowing water.

"There is a cold wave, ruthless residual photos, it is Xiao Xiao Nanpu.

More blowing, frost stripes lonely shadows, remember, the old time flying flocculents.

......”

Accompanied by the melodious sound of the pipa and the clear chanting sound, Liu Shuyan, who was still holding the pipa and half-covering his face, came slowly from behind, accompanied by two maids.

“...... Recalling the past, a little east wind, a few heavy curtains, and sad eyebrows.

Wait for an appointment with a plum soul, the dusk and the moon are light, and whisper to Yi Shen. ”

As the last voice fell, listening to this poem, the people who came to the poetry meeting couldn't help but praise each other.

"I've never heard of "Jin Mingchi" before, and it seems to be a new work of Miss Shuyan. ”

"The talent of the girl who dreams of cigarettes, among women, can really be said to be the only one I have seen in my life, comparable to the Yuan'an monks. ”

......

Hearing these comments, Jiang Chen took a drink and smiled without saying a word.

With the accumulation of predecessors, he can still judge the level of a poem.

This is a good word, but compared with the praise of these literati, it is far inferior.

The Yuan'an Jushi in their mouths is a talented woman in the Middle Ages in Zhongzhou, known as "the first talented woman in the ages", and her name is in history, that is really a person with profound attainments in the way of poetry, and it is obviously impossible for Liu Shuyan to compare with her.

As for why he praised him so much, he just wanted to leave a good impression on Liu Shuyan through this worthless compliment.

What they crave is nothing more than her body.

Cheap!

"On the eighteenth of each month, the Yunhuai River holds a poetry meeting, there are often excellent works, concubines are dusty women, do not pass the number of etiquette, Xi is the host of this poetry meeting, if there is rudeness and neglect, please forgive me. ”

Liu Shuyan smiled lightly on the corner of his mouth, stopped the pipa in his hand, and spoke softly.

"Where, where, Miss Shuyan is polite!" said the guests in the painting boat.

"Every poetry meeting takes three questions, and this time is no exception. ”

Liu Shuyan smiled and said: "This time, Mr. Yunye, Zhujiang Jushi and Concubine each have a question, please take a look." ”

"Mr. Yunye and Takejiang are both famous poets in Hokyung. Next to him, Yang Zai saw that Jiang Chen didn't know who the two were, so he explained to him in a timely manner.

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, and looked at the titles on the three sheets of rice paper that were unfolded, which were "Song", "Wine" and "Leisurely".

None of the three questions were off-topic, and soon one of them stood up.

"Let's start with the next bricks. The man saluted, stepped forward, took up the pen and ink, and read it aloud as he splashed it.

"The heavy snow presses the green pine, the green pine is straight and straight, you must know that the pine is high and clean, and wait until the snow melts. ”

As soon as the poem was written, several people began to applaud, and the person was satisfied with the pen, and returned to his seat to talk and laugh with his friends.

Subsequently, several people went up to compose poems and write lyrics in turn, and the level was uneven, but after all, they were all literati who had read poetry and books for a long time, and they were not spicy.

After one person was drinking and wrote a poem related to "wine", another person stood up.

"Miss Smoke, I'll do the next song. ”

The source of this voice made Jiang Chen pay more attention.

It was Jiang Zhiyu, a dog-licking classmate.

............

"I don't know what topic Jiang Gongzi chose?"

Seeing Jiang Zhiyu coming, Liu Shuyan smiled lightly, and did not show any more enthusiasm, which added a trace of discomfort to Jiang Zhiyu's heart.

Why are you so enthusiastic about that little white face, and you are so lukewarm in the face of me?

I, Jiang Zhiyu, am a licking ...... As a suitor, there is also dignity!

But on the surface, he still wore just the right smile and kept his mouth in a graceful manner:

"In the past, a few brothers made more bamboo and wine, so I dared to make a 'leisure' song, and I also invited the girl to taste it. ”

The topic of leisure, Jiang Zhiyu is a choice after careful consideration.

Although the three questions were written by three people, no one knows who produced which.

But according to Jiang Zhiyu's pursuit of (tian) in the past two or three years, he knows very well that although this longing girl has been in the dust, she has always been clean and self-conscious, and she often yearns for a comfortable life in her heart.

Presumably, the topic of this "leisurely" is to entrust her thoughts.

He has a lot of confidence in this topic.

Jiang Zhiyu glanced at Jiang Chen, who was drinking and laughing with Yang Zai, without a trace, and looked at his posture and clothing, revealing a trace of disdain.

"In the circle of literati in Hojing, I have never seen such a number one person, I think it's just a rich and noble son from other places who entered Beijing and happened to meet with Miss Shuyan, how could Miss Shuyan really look down on him?"

And he himself is different, he came prepared!

This time, it will definitely be able to impress the heart of the girl who dreams of cigarettes!