"It's coming, it's coming, Mr. Wenren is here, Mr. Wenren is here." Suddenly, a person shouted excitedly, and the already noisy crowd became even more uncontrollable, and the crowd surrounded the tea house.

Gongsun Chuyue raised his head suddenly, his eyes unconsciously followed the crowd, and what caught his eye was a group of guards opening the way, blocking the excited crowd.

He stepped on the bench and slowly got out of the carriage, dressed in white, he was weak and not frightened, his thin face, shining eyes were bottomless, his nose was high, his lips were thin, and his big skeletal hands were hanging on both sides, and the whole person was like bathing in a spring breeze, shining brightly.

Gongsun Chuyue was stunned, her favorite thing was his dress, holy and beautiful, pleasing to the eye, although she knew that he was like a ghost behind him, but it didn't prevent her from liking him like this, this feeling was like a girl Hanchun, there was no reason, just because of the feeling.

As if he knew her gaze, Situ Heng raised his head and looked around, his eyes were cold, without a trace of emotion, and then walked into the teahouse.

Gongsun Chuyue suddenly woke up from his eyes, she was distracted again, still because she looked at him, she lowered her head and spit on herself, and turned her expression impermanent, so far away, it was impossible for him to see it.

Situ Heng silently put down the broken teacup, and picked up the one next to him and put it aside, the speed from beginning to end was very fast, and no one cared about breaking a teacup at all.

Only Situ Yiyuan, who was closest to him, saw this scene, Situ Yiyuan looked up at him, thoughtfully, this is really fun, Situ Heng will lose his temper, Situ Yiyuan's long eyelashes cover his eyes, looking at it from a distance, it is really a pleasing picture.

Gongsun Yanran came with the two maids behind her, and a gust of wind blew, bringing a trace of fragrance. Gongsun Yanran is definitely a beauty, her appearance is comparable to that of a sinking fish and a goose, and she is ashamed of flowers in the closed moon, but she has too many calculations between her eyebrows, which makes her lose her sense of beauty.

"Sister, why are you here?" Gongsun Chuyue watched Gongsun Yanran walk up to her, and hurriedly got up and saluted her, but her movements were just a little unsatisfactory, after all, the two had a holiday, how could they be calm.

"Sister, didn't I follow the prince to play, are you?" Gongsun Yanran's voice was tactful and listening, as crisp and bright as a yellow bird, which was far from her usual.

Gongsun Chuyue listened to the show-off in her tone, and couldn't help rolling her eyes in her heart, looking at the superior appearance, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Gongsun Chuyue didn't want to deal with her at all.

"Sister, I met two friends and came to have tea." Gongsun Chuyue stood up straight and introduced the people around her to the two friends, although she was really, really unwilling in her heart.

"Zi'an, Mu Gongzi, this is my sister, Gongsun Yanran." Gongsun Chuyue turned his body sideways, with a decent and generous smile on his face, compared with Gongsun Yanran beside him, his temperament was outstanding.

"Hello two sons." Gongsun Yanran looked at the two people in front of her in large numbers, her temperament was extraordinary, and she had a faint nobility, how could this Gongsun Chuyue know such a person, how could she, a straw bag from the countryside, have the opportunity to meet two handsome men with good manners.

How could Gongsun Chuyue's slut be better than her, these two people would definitely bow down under her pomegranate skirt, thinking of this, Gongsun Yanran blushed and was very shy.

"Hello Miss Gongsun." Ji Zi'an raised his hand lightly, which was counted as a response.

"Hello." Mu Qing's voice was cold, he had seen too many mixed people, this woman was not right at first glance, with a hint of ruthlessness between her eyebrows, and she couldn't help but speak.

Gongsun Chuyue looked at the attitude of the two towards Gongsun Yanran, and couldn't help but secretly laugh in his heart, but he didn't expect Gongsun Yanran to pretend to be so thorough, and it didn't have any effect.

Gongsun Chuyue looked at his face flushed, his face turned from white to red, and in Gongsun Yanran, who had turned from red to blue, Gongsun Chuyue's heart was very comfortable, and he was blindly confident that he would also divide the object.

"Well, you talk first, the prince should wait a lot." Gongsun Yanran trembled the corners of her mouth, and left quickly, her pretending to be calm with a hint of staggering.

Gongsun Chuyue put on his dress, sat in his place simply, and drank the fragrant tea in his hand, as if nothing had happened.

The competition downstairs has begun, everyone held their breath, nervously looking at the people on the stage, for fear of missing a trace of detail, the appearance of wanting to breathe but not daring to breathe loudly, very funny, they were like statues, with serious expressions, watching their paintings seriously.

Gongsun Chuyue glanced downstairs, Situ Heng was still the most attractive gaze, especially the appearance of serious writing, which was particularly good-looking, she quietly looked away from her eyes and fell on others.

Gongsun Chuyue noticed that there was a person in the lower right corner, with his head lowered, giving people the feeling of weakness, but the pen in his hand was extremely powerful, and the flowing movements stunned everyone.

Xu Wenshan, this year's hand-picked champion, his whole body is thin, his face is pale, and he seems to have no nutrition, but he is very bookish, and he must be full of poetry and books, but unfortunately for his boss Tu Heng, his chances of winning are really slim.

She took a sip of fragrant tea from time to time, and turned around from time to time to respond, paying attention to Situ Heng the whole time, her eyes were confused and empty, as if she had been looking at him.

Situ Heng didn't like to be disturbed by others while writing calligraphy, there were too many distractions here, just when he was impetuous, he obviously felt that a blazing gaze was watching him upstairs, and he didn't look up, because he knew who it was.

He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, he only felt a trace of joy in his heart, and a trace of satisfaction, and he couldn't tell what he felt.

"Chu Yue, who do you think will win?" Ji Zi'an's faint voice suddenly remembered, but the voice was not loud, so it did not affect everyone's viewing.

"Situ Heng." Gongsun Chuyue answered this question without even a trace of hesitation, and his tone was firm.

"Oh, is Chu Yue so sure, I heard that this Xu Wenshan should not be underestimated." Ji Zi'an tapped the folding fan in his hand and evaluated the two most powerful people present.

"Xu Wenshan won't win." Gongsun Chuyue's tone was unmistakable, as if she knew the result.

Ji Zi'an listened to her trying her best to defend Situ Heng, smiled faintly, didn't say anything, but a trace of discomfort flashed in his heart, he also knew that Situ Heng would definitely win, but he didn't want to hear this come out of her mouth.

A stick of incense was almost burned, everyone entered the finishing stage, and after a while, most of the people finished successfully, and the competition was in full swing.

There is no suspense, Situ Heng is the first place, looking at the words on the rice paper, everyone is ashamed, this Mr. Wenren is indeed not to be underestimated, the strength is really strong, the font is soft with rigidity, rigid with soft, dreamlike, fluttering and handsome, beautiful.

"Mr. Wenren, I admire it." Xu Wenshan hugged his fist at Situ Heng, and then left, everyone looked at the back of him leaving, and couldn't stop feeling sorry, who let him meet Situ Heng.

"Prince, there are so many audiences today, take advantage of this opportunity, why don't you have a competition between women, do you think it's okay?" Gongsun Yanran's proposal sounded in the hall.

The people who were going to leave immediately stopped, and the calligraphy competition between the women seemed to be very interesting, and it seemed that it should be very interesting.

Gongsun Chuyue listened to what she said, and had a bad premonition in her heart, how could she be so like dealing with her, sure enough, her feeling was accurate.

"Presumably my sister will also participate, such a good opportunity my sister shouldn't refuse, right" Gongsun Yanran said in public, blocking Gongsun Chuyue's back road.

Gongsun Chuyue originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard her words, he cursed in his mouth, knowing that he couldn't hide from it, so he could only deal with it head-on.

She is not afraid of calligraphy, what she is afraid of is that Situ Heng is also present, her calligraphy posture is almost exactly the same as Situ Heng's, and it is difficult to ensure that she will not be seen by everyone.

Hu Fei held her shirt tightly, revealing a trace of nervousness, she looked up at Situ Heng sitting on it from time to time, her face was slightly red, and her eyes looked at Situ Heng from time to time, as for what it meant, she must know.

She came today because she knew that Situ Heng was back, and she also came here to participate in the calligraphy competition, she received the news temporarily, and hurriedly rushed over, she hadn't seen him for a long time, she dressed up just to be able to see him.

Gongsun Chuyue noticed that the eyes of a small number of people present, especially Hu Fei's, were too hot, and she could obviously feel her strong love, just like she was back then, she was really stupid.

How can a cold-hearted person like Situ Heng know how to be moved and know sincerity, only those who are beneficial to him are good, and those who are not beneficial to him are abandoned again and again, without a trace of distress.

"Oh, this woman's handwriting is so magnificent, it doesn't lose to a Zheng Zheng man, look at this front, this trend is actually from a woman's hand." An old man from the referee pointed to the words on the rice paper and was full of praise.

"Yes, indeed, a lot of hard work." Another old man is today's Taifu Situ Wen, who is quite accomplished in calligraphy, and his son's calligraphy is unmatched, which makes him very happy.

"This is well written, Juanjuan is beautiful, with her own personality, but this front is really yin, if it is a little softer, it will definitely be better." The other old man stroked his gray beard and shook his head in comment, but his tone was a little regretful.

"Lord Situ, you see, the calligraphy of these women is still remarkable, it's really good." An old man laughed, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"Heng'er, what do you think?" Situ Wen brought the best three pairs of characters to him and wanted to hear his opinion, after all, Situ Heng is indeed very successful in calligraphy, and his vision is absolutely no problem.

Situ Heng took the three pairs of words in Situ Wen's hand and looked at them carefully, his brows were furrowed, there was no trace of satisfaction on his face, and everyone's hearts were high.

Situ Heng looked at the last piece of rice paper with the four big characters "rivers and mountains flowing water" written on it, not surprisingly, this should be written by Gongsun Chuyue, only she didn't have enough time to finish it.