The young man said, "Of course, if Miss Ruyan hears it, she will definitely forget it for the rest of her life." ”

"Oh!"

The young man's words once again aroused Liu Ruyan's deeper curiosity, and she spoke: "I don't know who sang the song "Fate Bridge"? ”

The young man said bluntly: "Yang Zongyu of Tianbo Yang Mansion. ”

"Yang Zongyu?"

When Liu Ruyan heard the name, she paused and pondered there.

In this Yixiang Pavilion, there is actually no shortage of prisoners of the country. One of the prisoners stood up and said: "This song "Fate Bridge" is indeed sung by Yang Zongyu, it is really enthusiastic!" ”

"yes, yes, you haven't heard of it, it's really shocking."

"However, in my heart, Ruyan Girl's song "Will Enter the Wine" can be compared with "A Bridge of Fate".

“……。”

Hearing those people's discussions, Wang Ping's face turned green with anger, and here, Yang Zongyu actually invisibly improved his popularity.

Even Zhao Jie asked Wang Ping and said, "What is "Fate Bridge" sung by Yang Jiaxuan, which is really good?" ”

Wang Ping gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay!" ”

Before the tangram had even begun, the topic of discussion deviated from the theme of the evening.

Liu Meiniang hurriedly walked to the stage, came to Liu Ruyan's side, and said in a low voice: "Ruyan, don't forget the purpose of tonight." ”

Liu Ruyan looked at Liu Meiniang and said, "I know." ”

"Hmm!"

Liu Meiniang nodded.

Liu Ruyan took her maid at this time, holding the guqin on the table, and left the stage.

Seeing that Liu Ruyan was leaving, some men said loudly: "Ruyan girl, don't go down!" Give us another song! ”

"Smoke girl, we haven't heard enough! One more song. ”

“……。”

Hearing the howls of those men, Liu Meiniang said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, our Ruyan girl also needs to take a good rest, don't worry." ”

Under the gaze of all the men, Liu Ruyan returned to the special position on the third floor and sat down.

In the private room opposite Yang Zongyu, the two stunning men who had walked in front sat there, looking at the men below.

The one on the left frowned and said, "These stinky men, none of them are good, and they can't walk when they see women." ”

"Puff~!"

The better-looking stunning man on the right said, "Sister Wan'er, listening to your words, it seems that you have been hurt by a man." ”

The stunning man on the left turned white and the stunning man on the right glanced at him and said, "Zhao Yuluo, our current identity is a man, a man, do you understand?" Don't call me sister. ”

Zhao Yuluo immediately put away his smile and said seriously: "I know, Brother Kou Wan'er, no, it's Brother Kou." ”

Kou Wan'er smiled and said, "It's pretty much the same. Brother Zhao, I don't know how sure you are about tonight's tangram meeting? ”

Zhao Yuluo said: "It's hard to say, anyway, let's just have a lively time, let's see." ”

"Hmm!"

Just when the two were chatting, Liu Meiniang looked at the crowd: "Everyone should enjoy the performances also enjoyed, we Yixiangge continue to give you some good-looking performances, of course, today is the Tangram Festival, and it is also a good day for men and women to talk about love." I don't want to change the theme of our tangram meeting, this first one, let's take the tangram festival as the theme and make a good poem! If anyone gets the best, the food and drinks at your table will be free tonight. ”

"Okay."

As soon as Liu Meiniang's words fell, another group of people shouted "good". One of them was bold, stood up and shouted, "Lord Liu, if this article is the best tonight, can it be changed to win the favor of the girl like smoke?" ”

Someone started his head, and then another stood up and said, "That's right, I'm here today to attend your Yixiang Pavilion's literary meeting, mainly to see the beauty of the girl like smoke." ”

Liu Ruyan on the third floor seemed to be no longer surprised, her eyes looked at the people below, very plain.

Zhao Yuluo and Kou Wan'er, opposite Yang Zongyu, complained again, "Stinky man." ”

Liu Meiniang glanced at Liu Ruyan on the third floor, and then looked around at the crowd: "If you want to get the favor of our Ruyan girl, you also have to get her approval, so ladies and gentlemen, please show your best level in a while, don't miss the opportunity to get the favor of Ruyan girl." ”

"Okay, that's great."

Liu Meiniang's words aroused the desire in the hearts of countless men, and naturally attracted the contempt of some ladies and beauties.

Liu Meiniang aroused everyone's interest, and the corner of her mouth smiled lightly: "Don't say much, our tangram will officially begin!" Whoever comes up with good poems, take them out for us to enjoy! ”

There are not many geniuses who write poems in seven steps, and this essay meeting has just begun, and everyone is polishing their works.

Most of the literary clubs in Yixiang Pavilion are rich sons, ladies and people with a certain status in the literary world, so everyone wants to make a splash here.

Although the literary meeting began, no one was the first to stand up and present their works.

Yang Zongyu wanted to have a lively time and see what this ancient literary meeting was like. He ate and drank a little wine.

Although this wine is not as strong as distilled wine, the food made by this Yixiang Pavilion tastes very good.

Eating, drinking, and looking down on everything around you is actually quite good.

Zhang Zheng was different, he asked for a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from a female fellow, scribbled and changed it on rice paper, and wrote and painted.

Wang Ping and Ding Yang, who were not far away, were also thinking hard there, thinking of a good Tangram poem.

Zhang Zheng saw that Yang Zongyu was so leisurely, and he asked, "Brother Yang, I see that you are not in a hurry at all, but have you thought of any good works?" ”

Yang Zongyu took a sip of wine and said, "I'm not interested in doing this, Brother Zhang, you can slowly think about your works!" ”

"Okay!"

Zhang Zheng answered, and began to scribble and change it again. He scribbled and changed it several times, but he still felt a little dissatisfied.

Time passed minute by minute, and after about a quarter of an hour, a scholar finally stood up and said, "Everyone, Xiaosheng has thought of a good poem, and I will take it out and share it with you!" ”

Liu Meiniang looked at the scholar and said, "This little scholar, please!" ”

"Ahem~!"

The little scholar coughed twice before reading out his words and said, "July 7 is Qiqiao, and the Cowherd and Weaver Girl come to meet." Affection, love, love is true love, I only wish to be with you forever. ”