No matter what dynasty people are, gossip will be keen to indulge in.

Although I am embarrassed to discuss other people's private affairs in person, everyone will gossip in their hearts.

Especially today, Sima Xiangru also came here with Zhuo Wenjun to attend the party.

Coupled with the rumors that circulated before, more than half of the scholars present felt that there was a story between Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun, and their eyes kept drifting between the two of them.

Sima Xiangru's cheekiness naturally likes to be noticed by others, but Zhuo Wenjun is different, she doesn't like to be identified as a solidified image by others' so-called ideas and opinions, and this is still a non-existent thing.

"Ah Yuan."

Is Nima calling me???

Zhuo Wenjun said Ah Yuan, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Yuan, which also contained Sima Xiangru's gaze of wanting to eat people.

It's a pit.

Although Zhang Yuan was ready in his heart, he didn't expect it to be so soon.

Daddy, I pretended not to hear, hehehe.

I saw Zhang Yuan tilt his head to the other side and look at the water, and then ate the barbecue by himself.

When Zhuo Wenjun saw Zhang Yuan like this, his little temper suddenly came up. Okay, pretend not to hear the old lady's words, see how the old lady fixes you.

Zhuo Wenjun walked directly to Zhang Yuan's desk with the support of the maidservants beside him, and Zhang Yuan almost turned his back to the desk in order to avoid Zhuo Wenjun's gaze.

"Ah Yuan, the five-character poem you made, Zhuo Ji read it every day, and I feel more and more that the charm is quite strong, which makes people unable to extricate themselves.

Today, thanks to Li Gongzi's invitation to watch the snow scene, Ah Yuan, why don't you just write a poem about this scene and let you read it? ”

Zhang Yuan hates this kind of hardcore thing to show his talents, Zhuo Wenjun has come to him, he can't hide just by hiding, see if he can pass away.

Because of Zhuo Wenjun's ambiguous title before, Zhang Yuan didn't learn what other people called the eldest daughter, and it was most appropriate to continue to call Zhuo Wenjun the eldest lady.

"Miss, the villain doesn't know how to do it lately, every time he wants to compose a poem, his head hurts terribly, and if he wants to compose a poem, he will definitely not be worthy of such a beautiful scenery."

Li Jian saw that Zhang Yuan was embarrassed, so he thought about helping Zhang Yuan to play a round so that this embarrassing scene would end quickly.

"Eldest daughter, I think Zhang Gongzi should have something to do, and he has to be inspired to compose poetry.

The general wine at the Zhuo Mansion banquet before had already made me dumbfounded, and Zhang Gongzi didn't need to prove his talent, so it was better not to force this matter. ”

Sima Xiangru also followed Li Jian's words and said with a smile.

"Yes, Wenjun, don't force Zhang Yuan, when the time comes, everyone can understand."

Although separated by a veil, Zhang Yuan could clearly feel that Zhuo Wenjun was laughing, and the smile was so ironic.

"Brother Li, wait, as soon as you talk about inspiration, my brother and I happened to be here, it seems that it has really been a spring of talent recently."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Sima Xiangru and Zhang Yuanzhong seemed to have a murderous aura.

Sima Xiangru is a fu, if you give him a few days to write a fu, there is absolutely no problem, but if he is asked to make a five-character poem in a short time on this specific occasion, this is to embarrass him Sima Xiangru.

"Well, since Zhang Gongzi has inspiration, why don't we listen to it, as for the reading, Sima Gongzi has to come."

Zhang Yuan used to think that this Li Jian was a good person, but now it seems that he is also a troublemaker.

Scholars are jealous of a woman, and in this era when half of entertainment is related to bedmanship, it is a big show.

If Zhang Yuan can take out a plate of melon seeds or something at this time, he will definitely be able to sell them in Wangjiang Pavilion.

I don't know what's wrong, maybe it's a natural hatred for a scumbag, since Zhang Yuan decided that Sima Xiangru was a scumbag, he would always show off in front of him.

Facing everyone's eyes, Zhang Yuan stood up, returned a fierce look from Zhuo Wenjun, walked to the center of the pavilion and began to recite poems.

Compared with reading poems, Zhang Yuan has never been afraid of anyone in Dahan.

He is the king of poetry.

In order to hit Sima Xiangru hard to prove that he was the poem he had just come up with here, Zhang Yuan looked around at the environment outside the Wangjiang Pavilion.

Seeing a yellow figure in the distance, Zhang Yuanxin immediately settled down.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have already composed this five-character poem."

After Zhang Yuan got up, Zhuo Wenjun also returned to his desk and knelt down.

"Ah Yuan, hurry up and read it, you sons can't wait."

Can't wait, let them wait, Zhang Yuan felt more and more that this mother-in-law was poisonous and poisonous.

"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow. ”

After reading it, Zhang Yuan also turned around and wrapped his hands behind him, leaving a back for everyone.

This posture will definitely be handsome to others, Zhang Yuan thought in his heart.

Because Zhang Yuan read the five-character poems of later generations, it is still shorter than the more popular folk songs of the Han Dynasty now, but the artistic conception is more far-reaching, and Zhuo Wenjun is fascinated by the artistic conception in Zhang Yuan's poems.

"Zhang Gongzi is really a talent, and it is my luck that I can produce such a character in Linqiong."

Li Jian led the people present to start touting Zhang Yuan, Sima Xiangru, a foreigner, is particularly embarrassed now, and one of the purposes of this party is to see him off.

Sima Xiangru now directly felt that this was not to see him off, but to drive him, a foreigner, out of Linqiong.

Shouldn't it be my home stadium today, the limelight has been robbed again.

How can I say again?

I, Sima Changqing, will never admit defeat.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Changqing traveled to Liang in the early years, and when he passed through the land of Zheng Wei, he met a woman, Changqing stroked the qin, and the woman echoed my qin song and chanted a song.

Zhang Yuan hasn't enjoyed the praise for long, and this Sima Xiangru is about to steal the limelight.

"Okay, to be able to hear Sima Gongzi's piano again, we can be regarded as a blessing."

Sima Xiangru immediately called the servant on the side to bring the qin over, Zhang Yuan watched the servant take a piano from the carriage that Sima Xiangru was riding in, and instantly felt a little speechless, this goods were also prepared early.

After Sima Xiangru's piano was placed, he smiled at everyone and said.

"The name of this song is White Snow."

As soon as he finished speaking, he began to pluck the strings.

"Alone in the room, there is no place to go,

Sijia is sad.

Why is it too late to have a beautiful woman?

The days are twilight, and the colors are declining.

Dare to think to yourself. ”

I have to say that Sima Xiangru plays the piano really well.

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