The high-rollers and gentlemen around watched in amazement as the two of them talked and laughed, and they really couldn't figure out why the two could be so harmonious.

Sister Dongxiang didn't understand it even more, but she reacted quickly, and shouted that the girl in tonight's finale was the most famous and talented girl in our Cuiyan Pavilion.

If you are fortunate enough to drink poetry with Miss Siyan, I am afraid that it is also a rare pursuit and enjoyment in life. The scholars nodded and did not fall, compared to the Yunyan girl, obviously in the eyes of everyone, the Siyan girl is more popular, after all, compared to the pair, it is generally believed that composing poetry is more advanced than the pair.

Different from the bold and pungent Yunyan girl, Siyan girl is very reserved, her graceful figure like a willow bows, and she no longer speaks during the whole process, just let Sister Dongxiang introduce her, so she looks like a beautiful girl. The more reserved she is, the more the hearts of the men in the audience itch like a kitten, and they want to tear her apart and swallow her into their stomachs.

Dongxiang asked the question on behalf of Miss Siyan again.

Yunyan invited the theme of today's national praise, and asked all the scholars to write a poem. The so-called national praise is to sing the praises of the current Holy Han Empire, no matter who is here, there is nothing wrong with such a question. It's just that there are many poems praising the emperor since ancient times, and it is not easy for the scholars to be brilliant and get the favor of Miss Siyan.

Many scholars are not good at making pairs, but almost no scholars can write poems, so all the scholars in the audience have presented their own poems, and a scholar immediately sang: "Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, Kyushu praises songs, heaven and earth and the sun and the moon change, only the emperor is long live." "I don't know how long this person's poem praising His Majesty the Emperor has been hidden, he should be looking for an opportunity to pat the emperor's ass, but he has lived in a border town for a long time, but he can't see His Majesty the Emperor, so this poem has to be taken out today.

Since it is to praise His Majesty the Emperor, the rest of the people naturally dare not say that it is not good, but everyone is still a little dissatisfied with the poems praising the emperor, thinking that although such poems are politically correct, they cannot show their own level of talent.

So another scholar got up and chanted: "The moon is the full moon in my hometown, and I say that you and I speak in Hanyin, and the world is where you and I return, and I am in the rivers and mountains of Pengao!" ”

"Good!"

Everyone applauded again, compared to patting the emperor's ass, it was obvious that the second student sang the praises of the country with higher intentions, and it could also resonate more with the Shenghan literati, and some scholars praised one after another: "Sure enough, he is one of the three great talents of Daizhou......

The scholars praised each other, and the local tyrants had to sit coyly, although the flower tasting conference had both wealth and talent, but it was obviously the most stylish thing for the talented people to sing poetry, rather than the rich and local tyrants to compare the financial resources. High rollers may be able to use money to win the favor of other beauties, but they can't make the literati look up to them.

The twelve golden hairpins will be regarded as the real climax so far, the literati and ink writers and romantic characters together to compose poems, some of them call for the hard work of the people, some of them pay attention to the border passes, some still sing the praises of the longevity of the Holy Han Dynasty, and some even write about the happy life in the flat embroidery workshop, in short, without Liu Gongzi, everyone is really happy, and the atmosphere is more and more stylish.

However, Murong Thirteen, the leader of the scholars, just sat firmly, chanting wine, squinting at a pair of Danfeng eyes and watching the literati splash ink and wanton talent. Zhang Xiaowu sat aside and didn't speak, he was sure that he would be able to rescue Hui'er and Xing'er, but he was not in a hurry, and patiently watched this feast.

After a long time, Murong 13 raised his glass and looked back, threw a pair of charming eyes over and asked, "Brother Zhang, what do you think of these twelve golden hairpins?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu hurriedly looked at the girl on the stage, lest he be bent by this ladyboy, and said: "Talented and beautiful people gathered together, the grand occasion is unprecedented, I heard that in order to prepare for the twelve golden hairpins to fight the Yan Meeting, Cuiyan Pavilion spent a lot of money and time. I think Murong Gongzi, the driving force behind the scenes, must have contributed a lot, and you really wasted your talent in the Two Wolves Guan Ping Embroidery Workshop. ”

Murong Thirteen giggled and said softly, "Brother Zhang guessed?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu poured himself a glass and said, "Good wine, good wine." ”

Murong Thirteen smiled slightly, raised his glass and toasted: "General Zhang is smart. ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Let's be each other." ”

Only then did Murong 13 ask, "Brother Zhang, why did you go to the Two Wolves Pass?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Looking for your help, my twin nieces were recently lost in the Two Wolves City, and I heard that only you have the ability to find people in the Two Wolves City, so today I came to Cuiyan Pavilion, not to see the twelve golden hairpins, but to find you." ”

"How can anyone come to Qinglou to look for a man, giggle......" Murong Thirteen Danfeng's eyes rolled slightly, and he smiled, turned around and said, "Lou Da, come here." A bearded man stepped forward and bowed, although this person was dressed amiably, but his eyebrows could not hide the murderous aura of Sen Sen. Zhang Xiaowu only glanced at him, and knew that this person was stained with the blood of at least ten people, and even as a thug of Cuiyan Pavilion, this Lou Da had killed many innocent girls.

Murong 13 said to Zhang Xiaowu: "My slave Lou is a good worker, and he is most trusted by me, and you have something to say to him." ”

Zhang Xiaowu summoned his subordinates, Wang Yijin said a few words in Lou Da's ear, Lou Da nodded, turned around and led the three of them down. Zhang Xiaowu said in his heart that this Murong Thirteen is really a decisive person, and it is indeed a waste of talent to be placed in the Two Wolves Pass.

Zhang Xiaowu lowered his head and took a sip of wine, and Murong 13 suddenly said, "You seem to be afraid of me?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu pretended to be surprised: "You see it?" "He said in his heart, I am not afraid of you, but I am against you......

Murong Thirteen smiled like a trembling flower, and said, "It can make the ghost general afraid, and the little brother is also very proud." He sighed and said, "I didn't have any friends since I was a child, and I didn't have anyone to talk to, everyone was afraid of me, jealous of me, and even hated me. Even my own brother doesn't like me, but I am full of joy to be able to make friends with ghosts today. ”

Zhang Xiaowu smiled awkwardly and changed the subject: "Thirteen sons, which one do you think is better?" ”

Murong 13 raised his head and swept over the poems hanging on the Yan Stage, although all the flowers were splendid, some of the texts were not on topic, some of them were slightly inferior, and there were no satisfactory works, so he couldn't help but shake his head. He was more interested in the ghost general next to him than in poetry, thinking that this person might be able to help him.

The Murong family has lived in the two wolf passes for a long time, in order to protect the Murong family, the ancestors set cruel rules, only by inheriting the Marquis of Yingchuan can they continue to be surnamed Murong, and those who do not inherit the title must change their personality after three generations and no longer enjoy all the wealth of the Murong family. This regulation is also influenced by the Xuanyuan royal family, in order to avoid future generations of princes from changing their surnames after five generations, and the Murong clan is even more resolute, and those who have not inherited the title change their surnames after three generations.

Therefore, in order to compete for the title of Marquis of Yingchuan, the infighting between the Murong brothers was extremely cruel. Murong 13 is the thirteenth son of Yingchuan Hou Murong Yan, and with the help of his maternal uncle's family, he was able to take care of all the properties of the Ping Embroidery Workshop. But he also became the prince with the least possibility of inheriting the marquis, after all, no matter how far away the emperor would not give the title of Marquis of Yingchuan to the owner of a brothel in Qinglou.

Although the commander of the wolf guard is Cao Yan, the wolf guard is the protégé brother of the deputy commander Murong Yan, and the wolf guard resolutely supports the eldest brother Murong Cheng and his family, putting an end to other people's dreams of winning over the army. If Murong Thirteen wants to compete for the title, he must need the support of the military, since the wolf guard can't support it, he thought of the ghost general and his battalion of dead soldiers, maybe when he will become a big help on his way to fighting for the marquis.

Thinking of this, Murong Thirteen once again showed a gentle smile that made Zhang Xiaowu feel sick to his stomach, and said softly: "General Zhang is far away in the Saibei Desert, how should you feel about this national war?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Victory is not in the desert, but in the temple." ”

Murong Thirteen laughed, raised his glass and said, "General Zhang...... Hahaha...... Empathize. He took out a jade pendant from his arms, put it in front of Zhang Xiaowu, and said: "I hit it off with General Zhang, if you want me to drink, you can come to the flat embroidery workshop, out of this jade pendant, someone will bring you." ”

Zhang Xiaowu accepted the jade pendant, thought for a while and put the short knife on his waist on the table: "This knife has killed more than a dozen people, and it has been given to you, you look for me to drink, so take this knife to me." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, Guan Cheng came back, and said in Zhang Xiaowu's ear: "My lord, Wang Yijin and Chen Guanxi looked at them, and the two children fell asleep. ”

Zhang Xiaowu instructed: "Arrange an upper room, and the three of you will keep it." ”

Murong 13 stroked the short knife and said thoughtfully: "The general is both civil and military, how about leaving a poem?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu got up and said, "Okay." The scholars looked at Zhang Xiaowu and Murong Thirteen silently, and saw Zhang Xiaowu say loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, you are ugly, offer a poem "Will Return", and ask the thirteen sons to write it." "Will Return" is presented to the generals of the Han army in the world, wishing them peace and life. ”

The thirteenth prince was sad when he heard this, and got up and said, "But by what you do." ”

The two of them came to the stage, and everyone looked at them silently, everyone knew the status of the thirteenth son, and they were even more curious about this son, and they didn't know what kind of masterpiece he could make. Seeing Zhang Xiaowu's eyes fascinated, as if he was looking into the distance, everyone didn't dare to make a sound to disturb him, but suddenly saw that this person's eyes were full of tears, and his heart was cold, and he only felt a sad emotion surging up in his heart, and he heard Zhang Gongzi slowly moaning in his mouth:

"Zeguo's rivers and mountains have entered the war map, and the people have a plan to Leqiao Su.

Relying on the gentleman's words to seal the marquis, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither.

It is rumored that the First World War is full of sorrow, and the strong troops on both sides of the strait have not ended.

Who said that Lanjiang has nothing to do, and has been fighting for blood for a long time recently. ”

After Lou San woke up, he found himself in a dung pit, almost drowned, and the hatred in his heart was even worse, he washed for a day and a night before he felt that his body had no smell, and then he was ready to find Zhang Xiaowu for revenge. However, I learned that Murong 13 had a very happy conversation with a student last night, and even asked to stay up and chat all night, but fortunately the student refused. Lou San inquired about his student, but when he heard it, he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked his eldest brother Lou Da, who this student was.

Lou Da told him that this person was Zhang Xiaowu, a famous general and ghost general in the north, Lou San was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and this Zhang Xiaowu actually became the face of the thirteenth prince - could he do whatever he wanted if he was good-looking?

If Zhang Xiaowu heard his words, it would not be as simple as throwing him into a dung pit......