The voice was soft and tactful, but Qian Yi was full of embarrassment. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing Qian Yi's embarrassment, the scholars present suddenly felt very relieved, although they still didn't dare to speak, but their eyes were all filled with contempt and disdain.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of voices outside the door, and several young men in Lan shirts entered, with scarves and jade belts, but the three people led by Xia Yejin recognized it, and they had seen it in the ring just now.

After a few people entered the door, they looked around, and when they saw "Li Tianxian" standing in the crowd, they all walked over quickly, and the look on the face of one of them was particularly obvious, he walked closer, looked at her and asked, "Sister Lin, why did you get out of the house?" ”

Before the fairy could reply, she heard the little girl who followed her say, "Our young lady didn't come out because she was worried about Chen Gongzi's ......."

Xia Yejin, who was watching the excitement on the side, couldn't help frowning when she heard this, this girl really didn't know how to speak.

As he was talking, when the "Chen Gongzi" saw that Qian Yi was also on the side, he immediately frowned, and a trace of unkindness flashed in his eyes. However, before this bad thing happened, he was preempted by another person next to him, only to see that person arching his hand to Qian Yi and saying, "Although Jixia Dabi is not Dengke, it should not be underestimated." These benevolent brothers were drunk and talked nonsense, and they also asked the virtuous brothers to take care of them. ”

This person is dressed in a moon-white Confucian shirt, and his appearance is handsome and extraordinary.

Some scholars present whispered, this person is the top of this big competition, the first of the eight talents in Wuzhong, and Chen Zilong's best friend - Gu Jiuhe.

At this moment, Gu Jiuhe looked at everyone again, "Brother Qian Xian is young and talented, his writing is better than that of Qin and Han, his poetry is like the Tang Dynasty, and he is looking at the Manchu Dynasty, I am afraid that only Ji Hanlin can compare with him." With such meritocracy on the same list, we should feel that common prosperity is. ”

The voice is friendly and the voice is gentle.

Qian Yi was praised so eloquently, and he didn't react at all, and the embarrassment on his face became even more obvious for a while.

But who is he?

He is Qian Yi, the only seedling of the old Qian family in Jiangnan, and a tyrant of Shaoxing Mansion who doesn't know what face is. To put it bluntly, it is a straw bale white ding without a little ink in his stomach, and when he heard someone praise him at this moment, his embarrassed mood lasted for less than three seconds, and he immediately became proud, and was about to reach out and mingle with the visitor, but was stopped by Xia Yejin.

said that he was stupid and Qian Yi was not happy, and he didn't hear such a blatant killing and hatred, and his mind was so simple that he still gave him face even if he was a tendon.

Xia Yejin didn't know how powerful the so-called Ji Hanlin was in the other party's mouth, but he was a big match in a small place, but he only got the third place, and he dared to compare himself with the officials of the DPRK and China, this is not ordinary arrogance can be described, it is simply disrespectful to no one in his eyes!

So she took a step forward over Qian Yi, made a slight gesture towards Gu Jiuhe, and said with a smile, "What Brother Tai said is not true, all the gentlemen present, how many of them are not talented and well-read?" Brother Tai also said just now, although Dabi is important, it is far less than Jinbang Dengke, my son-in-law is really not a shrewd person, and he is a firefly compared to you, not to mention the princes of the court. This time he was able to win narrowly, in addition to diligence and seven or eight points of luck, he was ranked in the court every day, and it must be Dapeng spreading his wings and swaying thousands of miles. At that time, I hope we will not forget the friendship of today's fellow artists......"

Wen Crepe's words almost bit her tongue.

Since ancient times, literati have despised each other, but they like to praise each other. All the people present were scratched by Xia Yejin's crazy praise of running the train with such a mouth, and the expressions on their faces were all tinged with a hint of fluttering, as if they were really standing on top of the court and pointing at Fang Yu in the next moment.

As the so-called rafters rot first, although these words helped Qian Yi to correct her name, they brought hatred to herself.

Everyone present, not only the scholars just now, but also the shocked Miss Li family, all their eyes fell on Xia Yejin.

Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes at the same time, it is mostly an inquiry, no matter how thick-skinned Xia Yejin is, she can't hang it anymore, she was about to laugh a few times and fool the past, when she heard someone ask, "This brother is a face student, I don't know who he is trained from?" ”

The literati of the Ming Dynasty paid attention to the inheritance of teachers, just like asking which school to graduate from today. Originally, this was just an ordinary greeting between literati, but when asked at the moment, it had a different taste, because Xia Yejin was wearing short brown, and this short brown was only worn by farmers in the countryside.

Whispers began to circulate around. You don't have to listen carefully to know what these scholars are saying.

But Xia Yejin doesn't care, she just needs to complete the task, as for the rest, she doesn't have to care too much about it at all.

"If you don't have a teacher, is it self-taught?"

I don't know who asked, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Xia Yejin frowned, and was about to fight back a few words to pass the time, when she heard Qian Yi suddenly speak, "It's not!" He looked at the crowd and said loudly, and the originally noisy scene was quiet again, "He is my Mr. Xixi!" After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that this sentence was not shocking enough, and added, "My father specially invited me from Kyoto!" ――”

If everything is good, take it, and when Gu Jiuhe sees this, it is not good to continue to pull it down. Although Qian Yi is a bag, the strength of the Qian family is not covered, and it is not good for him to make things bigger.

Everyone was also a little bored when they saw this, and they were about to disperse, but they were stopped by a few people from the Qian family who were guarding the door.

Just when the scholars were so frightened that cold sweat broke out on their backs, they saw Qian Yi call the store, set up a few tables of wine and food, and invited everyone to the table with a wave of his hand, saying that it was better to meet by chance and have a drink together.

Everyone couldn't refuse, so they had to sit down.

In fact, he is a drunkard, not in wine.

I wanted to take this opportunity to behave well in front of Miss Li, but what I didn't expect was that Li Linlang, who was shocked by Xia Yejin, even saved the basic greetings after witnessing the whole process, sneered, and walked out.

The little girl who followed her also did the same, snorting coldly at Qian Yi and Xia Yejin with her nostrils facing the sky, followed by Chen Zilong, who called her "Sister Lin" at the beginning, glanced at him with a smile and followed along.

The people in the hall were noisy, and they were staggered, so it was not lively.

A few people had the courage to come forward to toast, Qian Yi had a cold face, didn't look at it, and turned around and walked out of the restaurant directly. Liu Er, the little servant, took out a stack of treasure bills and put them on the counter, and quickly followed.

By the time Xia Yejin found him again, Qian Yi was already drunk on the proud building in the east of the city, and he was surrounded by some red-faced gentlemen who were also drunk. (To be continued.) )