Chu Meng looked at the "Huan Jie's Mobao" in a daze, his eyes brightened, only to feel that the world and the world instantly dimmed, but the words in it shot out a dazzling light, and there was a buzz in his ears, and he was speechless for a long time. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Isn't what the servant is holding in her hand the same character that she gave to Huan Jie before? The word "Chu Meng" in the place where the payment is made is still as clear as the blue sky and the white sun.

Huan is ...... How could such a thing be done?!

Even if Chu Meng resists and believes it, Huan is indeed stealing the day, and using her gift as a stepping stone to his success!

In an instant, Chu Meng felt that something standing in his heart collapsed and collapsed like mud, and he also suddenly realized why Huan Jiefang asked her those questions on the flower path, and who locked her in the thatched house, and even set fire to her to death.

And she stupidly went to great lengths to see him, chasing after him to catch up with him.

The first dream leaned her head, covering the lost eyes, and the smile on the corner of her lips, laughing at her self-righteous affection, and laughing at the absurdity of the human heart in this world.

On the high platform in the distance, Huan Jie's heroic voice sounded: "Huan is not talented, and the emperor loves him." This word is Huan went to Jianye halfway, settled in a small town inn, a night moonlight is just right, Huan and friends in the backyard of the inn drink and happy, the feeling of the scene of the night will be improvised written down, the content of this word is the natural pleasure of the night feast. ”

"But the bottom is clearly 'Chu Meng', Huan Xian Ma is Chu Meng?" asked one of the guests present.

"It's Huan!" Huan raised his head and hugged his fists, "This 'Chu Meng' is Huan's pseudonym when he walked the rivers and lakes, taking the meaning of 'Chu State' and 'Mencius' chic and eloquent. "Huan is in the limelight, its voice is loud, and the instrument is lofty.

"Huh. Scammers ......"

Chu Meng muttered to himself, as thin as a mosquito, and a clear and clear tear fell silently on the back of Chu Meng's hand, shining with sunlight, and slowly flowed down.

The mulberry has not fallen, its Ye Woruo, in the dove, no mulberry to eat, in the woman, no delay.

Chu Meng trembled his shoulders, clenched his fists, and buckled his nails into the flesh until he felt pain, but it was still difficult to eliminate the pain in his heart.

Seeing that another tear was about to fall, Hatsumu quickly rubbed his eyelids and swallowed the tears back.

One part, two wide, each rejoicing.

She secretly decided that in this life, she could only shed this wrong tear for the wrong person.

The servant was holding the scroll at the end, and the emperor came to the courtier, and walked to the servant's side, looking at the word, he was still overjoyed, and he felt very happy, stretching out his fingers to touch each ink word, which was the emperor's unique method of tasting words.

"Good words! What a good word! I am very happy!" the emperor tilted his sleeves and said, "Such a good word, pass it on and see it with everyone." ”

The servants were ordered, and the four of them carried the word and walked among the guests. This move was to give Huan all face, so that he got carried away, his eyes were empty, and he sat on his seat with his head held high and waited for praise.

It is a good word called by the emperor, and the princes dare not touch the emperor's scales, and the words are really good, even though some of the sons are from a family and have a political position, but they also praise and praise together on the spot.

The servant patrolled the words to the front of the seat of Fu Xuan, and the first dream saw it more clearly, this stroke was as sharp as a bayonet, flashing with cold light, the words were careful at that time, but at the moment the words were shocking, and then glanced at the Huan who was sitting at the end, and he was not ashamed, and he was calm.

The first dream couldn't help but have an undercurrent surging in his heart, and his eyes reflected the ripples in his heart, half sad and half indignant.

From now on, don't be lovesick. Acacia and Junju.

Fu Xuan raised his eyes and glanced at it, and said elegantly: "Emperor Xie, I've seen it, and I'll pass it on to the next son to taste." ”

Huan looked at it from afar, suddenly stood up, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask: "What's the matter, Gongzi Xie is so bland, don't you think Huan's words are not good?"

Chu Meng quietly took a step back, hiding in the crowd, not wanting Huan to see her. At this moment, she should have turned into a pile of scorched bones and a cloud of green smoke in Huan Jing's heart.

Selfishness is the original desire, but the murderous heart.

The first dream was a sneer.

"Xie has already seen it, but please go and taste it. Fu Xuan's warm voice sounded in front of him.

The emperor was interested, and said: "Regardless of the older generation of Wang Xizhi, among the sons, your calligraphy is also a must, how do you feel when you see it today?"

"Go back to the emperor. Fu Xuan said indifferently, "The word is indeed a good word." ”

Huan all smiled and sighed, taking advantage of the sheng to be favored, it was better to sigh to help Xuan than to give up, and asked: "If it is not a good word, how dare Weichen dedicate it to the emperor." Huan had the courage to ask Gongzi Xie for advice, and between Gongzi Xie, how did Huan compare to Wang Xi's concubine?"

Fu Xuan replied: "Appreciating the word book is a private matter of each flower into each eye, and the calligraphy style is different, just like plum blossoms and peonies, all of which have wonderful points, and it is difficult to compare." ”

The first dream was heard aside, and he already knew the temperament of this Huan Jun in his heart, he only thought that he was drunk and crazy that night, but he didn't expect that he was such a fighting person by nature, and he only hated that day because he rescued himself, preconceived, and lost his eyes.

"I am very pleased to have all the talents of Huan today!" the emperor raised his voice and said, "The Great Jin Dynasty has talents like this, why not be afraid of that barbarian bandit!"

"What the emperor said is very true!" the princes hurriedly agreed.

"Today is not only the word appreciation conference, but it is also the word competition, my Jin people have always been proud of the son of the word competition, taking advantage of this beautiful scenery, there is no one here who is willing to compete?"

The sons intersected with each other, and they all smiled and shook their heads.

"No matter whether I win or lose, I will have a reward! If I win, the reward will be even greater!" The emperor shouted in Taichung, obviously it was a civil fight, but he was stunned to let the emperor shout out of the posture of martial arts.

But Fu Xuan's mind was not on the stage at all.

Since he and Chumeng came back to the banquet, although Fu Xuan was drinking and laughing, his whole body was devoted to Chumeng in the afterglow. At this moment, I saw her hidden in the crowd of servants and maids behind, staring at Huan Jie's smiling face from afar, her eyes trembled and she choked tears to prevent it from falling, Fu Xuan couldn't stand the first dream of such a moving look, it was because she admired Huan Jie, so her heart was agitated, and she was angry and angry, so she was jealous and sad, and the whole banquet was completely absent-minded.

But what Chu Meng thought in her heart was that if she volunteered to come forward to compete at this moment, Huan Ji's deception would be self-defeating, but at the same time, her own various things would also be exposed in front of others, and this life would fall into the same whirlpool as in her previous life, and there would be no peace to dream of.

Chu Meng was still clenching his fists, biting his lip and weighing, but he heard Fu Xuan in front of him with a loud "I'm coming", and stood up and attracted everyone's attention.

"I'm going to fight Huan Xian Ma!" Fu Xuan stood up and shook his robe, and strode forward with his head held high.

Chu Meng raised his head in a daze, staring at his distant figure, she knew Fu Xuan's temperament, Fu Xuan was going, didn't she go to try it for her, right?

And this move made the sons present full of suspicion.

Everyone here knows that Fu Xuan has always been elegant and gentle, and he doesn't like to compete with others, so how can he go against the norm today and want to compete with others? Moreover, this banquet is set up in the Nanling Palace, in order to invite people to come together to see the demeanor of Huan Du, and his dispute must not give face to the main family, and it makes no sense in terms of emotion and reason.