"Brother Du, do you have such a big poetry club in Hui'an Mansion?" Zhou Kun raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Nope."

Zhou Kun and the man surnamed Wang looked at each other and smiled, both a little proud.

There were a few big men guarding the door, and after Zhou Kun reported his name, the big man let them in.

After entering the poetry club, Lu Yuan finally knew why this poetry club was so broad, and he saw that everywhere he saw was green, with mountains and water, and it was clearly a garden.

Walking along the gravel path, I couldn't even see a single figure for a long time.

After walking for a while, a painting building appeared in front of me.

Zhou Kun and the man surnamed Wang walked towards the painting building with a familiar car, Lu Yuan followed behind the two, and finally saw a few figures outside the door.

When one of the scribes saw Zhou Kun, he hurriedly greeted him: "Master Zhou, is your account room here?" ”

"Not yet, but I've already asked someone to call him, I believe it's coming soon, how is Childe's side?"

The scribe glanced at Lu Yuan and said, "Gongzi and Song Hong bet that they would each make a poem about Yongmei in two hours. The word plum cannot appear in the poem, and there is only less than an hour left.

Among Childe's disciples, Li Fu is currently the best one, but I heard that Song Hong recently got a master of poetry, and Childe felt unsure, so he deliberately waited for your account room, and I don't know if the time will be in time. ”

"It's okay, that kid in Li Zhong is very fast in making poems, and when he comes, you directly order him to make a poem."

After Zhou Kun finished speaking, he walked towards the painting building, Lu Yuan followed him to the second floor, only to see that in the hall, there were two tables clearly placed, and there was only one person sitting next to each table.

Both of them frowned, as if thinking about something, and one of them was dressed in white with his hair tied up, his face was elegant, and he held a folding fan in his right hand, and slapped his left hand rhythmically.

The other man clasped his hands on his chest, his hair was scattered, and a hair scarf was tied around his forehead, and his face was a little grim.

Behind each of them stood four or five men, all of whom were young men in brocade robes and extraordinary bearings.

A little farther away, at a smaller table, there were seven or eight women sitting around, each holding a round fan, dressed luxuriously, and although their appearances were different, they all showed the temperament of everyone's ladies.

They were talking softly, and occasionally one or two women glanced at the man, and then quickly withdrew their gaze for fear of being seen by their companions.

Zhou Kun and the man surnamed Wang walked next to Zhang Gongzi, arched his hand and said, "Childe." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Gongzi glanced at the three of them, and the fan in his left hand stopped in the air, did not fall, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Zhou Kun hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Childe, he will be here soon." ”

Zhang Gongzi nodded slightly, and the fan that stopped in the air fell.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan already understood that although Zhang Gongzi was comparing poems with the other party on the surface, he actually did not plan to do it himself, but did it by his subordinates.

Song Hong on the other side must be the same.

And the person Zhang Gongzi intends to rely on should be Zhou Kun's account room named Li Zhong, so it seems that the account room is likely to be very poetic.

After waiting for a while, a man beside Lu Yuan accidentally yawned, which immediately attracted several glances.

There was laughter at the table opposite, and the chuckles of several women could be heard in the distance.

"Liu Jian, you go out and wait." Zhang Gongzi said softly and drove the yawning man out.

Lu Yuan looked secretly funny, where is this poetry, it is clearly a punishment station, he originally thought it was a more lively poetry meeting, and he could also take the opportunity to learn about some of Wu Yueguo's officialdom Qi ng newspapers, but who knew that the atmosphere of the scene was like this.

After a while, a scribe walked in and whispered something in Zhang Gongzi's ear.

The sharp-eyed Lu Yuan saw that the scribe handed Zhang Gongzi a note, Zhang Gongzi nodded, put down the folding fan, put the note under the table, and peeked at it.

After about a cup of tea, Zhang Gongzi stood up and said with a smile: "Miss Han, the next poem is ready." ”

The group of women on the opposite side got up one after another and walked over, and one of them said softly, "Please solve the problem." ”

From the conversation of Zhou Kun and others just now, Lu Yuan knew that this woman was Han Zier, the leader of the Women's Poetry Society.

Not only is she beautiful, but her father is also a scholar in Zhongshu Province, and she is a dream person in the hearts of countless young people in Hangzhou.

The battle between Zhang Gongzi and Song Hong also started because of her.

"Then it will be ugly." Zhang Gongzi shook off the folding fan with a sigh, fanned himself with one hand, and carried one hand behind him, and his posture was very sufficient.

I heard him chant in a loud voice:

"The trees hate the snow, and the flowers grow first.

Wandering warblers and dancing butterflies, there is no cause and effect. ”

As soon as he finished reading, the man surnamed Wang shouted: "Wonderful, really wonderful!" ”

Not to be outdone, others slapped their ass.

Although Lu Yuan doesn't know poetry, after all, he has the memory of the original owner, and his eyes are still quite clever, and he can see that the level of this poem is quite high.

Han Zi'er's beautiful eyes rippled, and she said softly: "Zhang Gongzi's Yongmei poem is really unique. ”

"Miss praised it falsely, this poem is barely smooth, if it is compared with Brother Ling, it is really not worth mentioning."

Zhang Gongzi looked very modest.

Han Zi'er's brother Han Fu is known as the first genius of Wu Yueguo, and Han Xizai of the Southern Tang Dynasty is called 'Big Han and Little Han'.

"Zhang Gongzi is too modest, if you only talk about Yongmei poems, none of the poems made by my brother can be compared with Gongzi."

Zhang Gongzi's heart was full of joy when he heard this, and he smiled: "That's also because Miss Han is here, which adds aura to this place, and only then can there be this inspiration." ”

Han Zi'er lightly covered her face with a round fan, and said with a light smile: "The son is too famous." ”

Saying that, she turned her gaze to Song Hong again, and said softly: "The time has not yet come, maybe Song Gongzi can also make excellent poems." ”

Zhang Gongzi glanced at Song Hong and sneered: "It's okay, then I'll wait for Brother Song's masterpiece with Miss Han." ”

Song Hong, who was in the distance, saw Zhang Jie's smug face, and he was angry, and he whispered to a thin man beside him, "Go and urge Mr. Gu." ”

"Yes." The man turned and went.

Lu Yuan was a little speechless, although Song Hong lowered his voice to speak, but the discerning person knew at a glance that he was urging his subordinates to hurry up and make poems.

He believes that Han Zi'er will not fail to see this kind of thing, whether this is the norm of Hangzhou's high society, everyone knows it, but they just don't expose it.

After a while, Lu Yuan saw that Song Hong's subordinate came back, and said something in his ear, Song Hong's face was a little ugly, and it seemed that his subordinate was a little weak.

"Miss Han, I'm in a bit of a hurry at home, I'll continue this competition with Brother Zhang another day, and say goodbye." Leaving a scene, Song Hong turned around and left with people.

The scene was also for Han Zi'er, from beginning to end, he didn't look at Zhang Jie, with an attitude of not taking him seriously, which is called losing people and not losing the battle.

Although Zhang Jie was a little unhappy, after all, he was the winner, so he didn't care too much.

He was about to take advantage of the victory and invite Han Zi'er to go to Qingqing tomorrow, when an elderly servant walked in and said to Han Zi'er: "Miss, the eldest young master asked you to go back quickly, there is a distinguished guest at home." ”

"What distinguished guest?" Han Zi'er was slightly surprised, her brother specially let him go home to accompany the guest, and it had not appeared for a long time.

"It's Li Junyi from Hui'an Mansion."

Hearing Li Junyi's name, the men present didn't react, the women all whispered, and Lu Yuan's eyes flickered slightly.

Han Zi'er bowed: "I know, you tell my brother, I'll go back immediately." ”

"Yes." The old servant withdrew.

Han Zi'er owed to Zhang Jie: "Zhang Gongzi, my brother is called, Zi'er has to go home." ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhang Jie didn't show too much urgency, and said with a smile: "I happen to be planning to go back to the house, so it's better for me to escort the young lady for a ride." ”

"Then there is Mr. Lao."

As she spoke, she turned and explained a few words to the sisters.

One of the petite women pulled her aside and whispered, "Sister Han, I want to borrow your painting of Tang Bohu for two days, okay?" ”

"Of course, I'll have someone deliver it to you when I get home." Han Zi'er agreed.

The petite woman lowered her head and said, "Don't bother my sister, I'm okay now, just go to my sister's house to get it." ”

Han Zi'er immediately understood that her purpose was not in painting, and smiled: "It's okay." ”

So the petite woman went out with Han Zi'er, and Zhang Jie accompanied him and acted as a flower messenger.

Before leaving, he confessed to Zhou Kun: "Reward your subordinate for me." ”

"Yes."

Then Lu Yuan followed Zhou Kun out of the painting building, and when he arrived at the door, he heard Zhou Kun order to one of his subordinates outside the door: "Reward Li Zhong with ten taels of silver." ”

The subordinate answered, and walked in a certain direction.

Looking in the direction he was going, I saw a ragged scholar with his hands in his sleeves, squatting at the corner of *, looking this way.

This scholar must be Li Zhong, Lu Yuan carefully recorded his appearance, and then left with Zhou Kun.

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