This sound?

Liu Jing turned around, and she met Yang Ziyuan, who was surprised, but because the surprise was too much, it looked contrived.

Liu Jing glanced at Yang Ziyuan, and when her eyes swept over him, she suddenly froze!

But I saw that walking in front of Yangzi was the two Min brothers, and the one who was surrounded by the Min brothers was respectful, wasn't it Gu Cheng Gu Erlang, who was slender, with a pale and handsome face like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with an elegant demeanor and a mysterious temperament?

When Liu Jing froze, Yang Ziyuan, who maintained a surprised expression, quickly swept his gaze over Gu Cheng. Just now, when he saw this big man from Luoyang looking in this direction, his eyes were a little strange, and he was the best at observing his face, so he immediately looked at it. And at this glance, he recognized Liu Jing. So, he didn't care about falling out with Liu Jing a long time ago, and immediately pretended to be affectionate and familiar and shouted.

And now, the way Liu Wenjing looked at Gu Jialangjun was also wrong. Yang Ziyuan took a look in his heart and said strangely: Could it be that these two people still have any origins?

Looking at Gu Cheng's gaze, Liu Jing's eyes drooped slightly.

She thought that he sent someone to send the invitation sticker, and she owed him a favor, but she really couldn't stand his cold words, and didn't dare to come to the door to thank her.

At that moment, she nodded towards Yoko Yuan, and then walked towards the group.

When Yokoko strode in, she smiled politely at Yokotsu again, and then turned to Gu Cheng and the others.

Gu Cheng was staring at her, under the sun, his eyes were too deep, so deep that they seemed to be glowing with purple light, and this light was the same as his voice, there was an indescribable seduction.

Under his gaze, not only Yang Ziyuan, but also the two Min brothers on one side also felt strange.

Liu Jing was ridiculed by him last time, and she didn't dare to look directly at him. At that moment, she lowered her eyes, took a deep look at Gu Cheng, lowered her head and whispered to him: "Liu Wenjing has seen Gu Jialangjun, thank you Gu Lang for helping." ”

A helping hand? What kind of help? Yang Ziyuan's eyes lit up, and he became more curious.

There was not the slightest expression on Gu Cheng's face.

He looked at Liu Jing's black hair with her head bowed, and after a while, he asked himself in a soft and cold voice, "What are you doing here?" ”

His voice was so cold that if it weren't for the quality of the voice, it would have been almost questioning.

Liu Jing first said, 'Huh? After a while, she replied honestly: "My flute is broken, I want to fix it......"

After she answered, there was a silence.

After a while, Gu Chengcai said coldly: "Then you can go." ”

"Yes." Liu Jing lowered her head and stepped back. It wasn't until she withdrew from Laoyuan that Yang Ziyuan woke up and said: she greeted Liu Wenjing, but forgot to say a few more words......

Liu Jing walked into the silver building all the way, and she could still feel that Gu Cheng was casting a gaze.

She sighed in her heart, and walked towards the counter in the silver building with a little chaotic steps......

Wangchuan Pavilion is a view of Kure County. This pavilion faces Taihu Lake on one side, but on the other side is the vast mountain range, the mountain range undulates like a dragon, and the clouds and mist are entangled, which makes people's hearts clear at a glance. The smoke and waves of Taihu Lake are mighty, and the waves glow silver in the sun, which is also heartbreaking at a glance.

In the midst of such a beautiful scenery, a wooden bridge like a nine-curved corridor was built, and there were five pavilions in the bridge, large and small, which together constituted the fame of Wangchuan Pavilion.

Because it was the banquet held by Wu County, the Wangchuan Pavilion at this time, idle people were not allowed to enter. Liu Jing took out the invitation note before being released.

Led by a servant, she walked towards the largest pavilion in the lake.

At this moment, in the pavilion, there were more than a dozen Confucian students, and the sound of Confucian scholars talking about it came from afar, mixed with the sound of the wind and water, full of leisure and leisure.

After the servant took it for a while, he stopped, and after he saluted Liu Jing, he said respectfully: "My lord said that this is a gathering place for literati and scholars, filial sons and loyal ministers. We and our servants shall not come forward. The villain can only stop here, and the road ahead, please ask Liu Jialangjun to pass by himself. ”

Liu Jing nodded, and after saluting him, she straightened her clothes and walked forward.

At this time, she was walking on a wooden corridor, which had a characteristic of making her footsteps sound countless times louder.

At the pavilion, the Confucian scholars were talking and laughing, and when Liu Jing arrived, some people looked back - her steps were light and elegant, and there was a rhythm in the unhurried, as if the person who came was proficient in music, and it seemed that the person who came had received an excellent upbringing since childhood, and was very particular about her gestures.

In the midst of everyone's looking back, Liu Jing, who was dressed in a green cloth robe, but with a jade tree in the wind, and a handsome and delicate face, was walking unhurriedly.

Her back is straight, her steps are elegant, and she walks in the quaint wooden corridor, showing her face in the afternoon refracted sun, which really has an indescribable warmth, elegance and beauty.

It's really a picturesque landscape, and he's like a painter.

Unconsciously, several Confucian scholars began to discuss one after another, "Who is this son?" "I haven't seen it." "Is it someone who hasn't traveled to school?"

At this moment, a few middle-aged people wearing high crowns who were sitting among the Confucian scholars also glanced back at Liu Jing.

In this attention, Liu Jing came to the pavilion.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she lowered her eyes slightly, bowed deeply towards everyone, and said, "Yanghe Liu Wenjing, I have seen Lord Taishou, and I have seen all gentlemen. ”

"Yanghe Liu Wenjing? I have never heard of this person. "It's strange, whether it's Xiucai or filial piety, they are all famous people. How is it that no one has ever heard of this man? ”

As the discussion arose, one of the officials sitting in the middle narrowed his eyes, stroked his long beard, and glanced at a Confucian scholar.

The Confucian scholar understood and stood up immediately. After bowing to Liu Jing, the Confucian said solemnly: "Dare to ask what Brother Liu has done?" Confucian asked this neatly, and after the four were silent, he explained slowly: "The people here are all talented people in the world, but we never know Brother Liu's name, and I don't know what Brother Liu is outstanding. ”

Although this person's questioning was direct, his tone was elegant and not aggressive.

Liu Jing knew the doubts of these people, and at that moment, she stepped forward, and after taking a deep look at the Confucian who was asking, she said elegantly: "The industry that Wenjing has raised is also miscellaneous. ”

As soon as the word "miscellaneous" came out, Rao is that the people here are all highly cultivated people, and they are also buzzing.

The word miscellaneous is not easy to say. Miscellaneous learning, as the name suggests, is that what you have learned is miscellaneous and extensive. But once you come to the world to focus on Confucianism, you learn those messy things, and the chance of getting out is not as good as only specializing in Confucianism. Second, this person's energy is limited after all, and you learn everything, which means that you are not proficient.

So, in this buzz, there is a bit of contempt.

Liu Jing heard everyone's contempt.

She was able to come this time, but it was a rare opportunity. is reasonable, she can't let everyone despise her.

At that moment, Liu Jing lowered her eyes and smiled, her expression was gentle and elegant, but she said clearly: "Wenjing has the ability to remember since he was a child............" After the sentence made her silent again, she said quietly: "My father was afraid that I would waste my talents, so he collected hundreds of books, so that although Wenjing could not specialize in one subject, he could also be knowledgeable...... Just now, this gentleman asked me about my talents, so that the gentleman could learn that Wen Jingzhi's "Book of Changes" is through the stars, good at arithmetic, knows the five elements of yin and yang, understands music and rhythm, and can sing. ”

This is an era of the first and poorest scriptures, and it is also an era of believing that 'a book is read a hundred times, and its righteousness will be revealed'. In such an era, every genius with the ability to remember will become a generation of Confucianism in the end.

Therefore, as soon as Liu Jing's sentence 'Wenjing has the ability to never forget since childhood' came out, it quieted down.

When she finished speaking, Wu Jun Taishou spoke, and he called, "Liu Wenjing." ”

"The students are here."

"This is a new work of mine from a friend, how about you memorize it?"

"Yes."

Liu Jing respectfully agreed, and reached out to take the fu.

This fu was copied separately, and the ink was talented, apparently just passed to Wu County. The name of the assignment reads "Erjing Fu", and the following is marked as: Nanyang Zhang Heng.

Zhang heng? It seems that he is a contemporary, and under the gaze of everyone, Liu Jing slowly unfolded the text and read it carefully.

She saw it quickly, and when she looked at it, her lips moved slightly. In just a quarter of an hour, Liu Jing put away the fuwen and respectfully handed it to the prefect of Wu County - under the eyes of everyone, she tested not only memory, but also speed. She could delay the time and write down the text twice until nothing was missed, but that would not achieve a shocking effect.

After the prefect of Wu County put away the fuwen, he smiled and said: "This friend of mine was born in the Nanyang Wang clan. He is of extraordinary intellect, proficient in arithmetic, geography, painting, and has the ability of Luban. He is best at astronomy. As the elder was talking, Liu Jing smiled respectfully, and in her heart she was trying to get rid of his voice, silently reciting the text she had just written.

The prefect of Wu County was obviously very excited about the friend surnamed Zhang, and continued: "He made a guide car and an automatic drum car. The Trojan horse can fly for miles, and is now pondering a mysterious thing called the Hou Feng Earth Movement Instrument. Liu Wenjing, if you can really understand chores, the old man may be able to recommend you to his disciples. ”

Speaking of this, the prefect of Wu County stroked his beard and smiled: "Okay, now Wenjing can recite the "Erjing Fu" he saw just now. ”

Liu Jing knew what he meant by mentioning Zhang Heng's background and knowledge just now. What you forcibly write down, the most afraid is to delay time. The longer you delay, the more you forget. The prefect of Wu County was so deliberately delayed, but he was still testing her memory.