Han Lin didn't care about these villains, he entered the room with Wang Fuzhi, found a seat and sat down, and a maid immediately stepped forward to pour tea and water.

The room is separated by a curtain, and a slender and lazy figure can be seen lying on the couch, and the sunlight from the outside shines in from behind, adding a bit of charm to it.

In addition to Han Lin and Wang Fuzhi on the curtain side, there are six people, five of whom are young people, most of them are wearing Confucian robes that represent their fame and status, only one person is older, his sideburns and beard are a little gray, and there are many wrinkles on his face.

In modern times, there is only one possibility for a young woman to marry such a person, and that is for money, but a woman like Liu Ru is Qinglou is overwhelmed by her talent, which is also a good story at this time, but in Han Lin's opinion, it is definitely a flower inserted in cow dung, and this Qian Qianyi is just a hypocrite, greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Miss Liu, I don't know how to get a glimpse of it?" Qian Qianyi was the first to speak.

This old pervert! Han Lin also couldn't wait to see Liu Ruye's true face, but he despised Qian Qianyi in his heart.

"Lord Qian, there are still a few people who don't need to worry, as I have already said, I will only invite one person to talk about things today. All of you here must have outstanding talents, so let's first appreciate your writing. Xiaohuan, Xiaoyu, pen and ink waiting. The voice was crisp, but there was a man's full aura, which stirred up the hearts of Han Lin and the others.

The two maids walked out from behind the curtain with the four treasures of the study, and when the curtain was lifted, several monkey reckless people stretched their necks to peek, but they had already fallen into Liu Rus's eyes.

Han Lin restrained himself well, but he didn't have the slightest sense of schadenfreude: Your uncle, if you come up, you will take the literary test, so won't I be cool directly?

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were placed, and I saw that the top of the two poems was written in delicate letters:

Jiang Chengzi reminisced about his dreams

The dream was a sad road. Hibiscus tears, cherry language. The curtain is full of flowers, all of which are misunderstood. Don't talk about the wind and rain tonight, if you want him to come, can you come?

Nanxiangzi fell into flowers

Whisk off the weeping rain, sad and full of spring breeze. The situation is also Cherry Weiyuan, which is sad. There is another person like you.

Han Lin read it carefully two or three times, only to feel that the handwriting was good, and there was a faint fragrance, but other than that, it was tasteless. The original Han Lin in this era was a gentleman, and now Han Lin has no research on any poetry before he crosses, and after he crosses, he is engaged in the military and people's livelihood in the jurisdiction, how can he have time to study "useless" things in troubled times.

But how could Han Lin just give up, he didn't mention it at all, he sat upright, closed his eyes and recuperated, pretending to be disdainful and profound.

Although Han Lin looked down on these scholars who only knew how to sing poems and linger in the wind and moon, he had to admit that their literary level was really not low, but in a quarter of an hour or two, except for Han Lin, the other seven people all completed the two poems.

The two maids took the answers of Qian Qianyi and the others one by one, and finally when they received the stationery in front of Han Lin, although the latter closed his eyes, he could still feel strange and mocking eyes, but Han Lin's dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and he did not blush at all.

"Brother Han, don't you want to see this Liu Ruyi, why did you hand over the white roll." Wang Fuzhi on the side asked puzzledly.

Han Lin's expression remained unchanged, and he replied in a low voice: "Don't hide it from Brother Wang, I really don't know anything about it, so I have no choice but to pretend to be unpredictable." ”

"This..."Wang Fuzhi was also speechless.

After another quarter of an hour, Liu Ruye's voice came out: "This word is still slightly better than that made by Lord Qian, so I say that I will appreciate it with you:

"Jiang Chengzi" is down

Arrange an infinite ecstasy. Red paper, green silk quilt. Leave him without a plan, and let him go. There are still many times, and people are close to each other, and they are worried about returning.

"Nanxiangzi" is down

Mo Dao has nowhere to return, and he is dreaming of incense. If you can't stay in the killing, you can't fly away. May he know less about his thoughts. ”

Fools can hear that Liu Ru is fond of Qian Qianyi, except for Han Lin and Wang Fuzhi, although the other five people are unhappy, they congratulate Qian Qianyi and express their admiration, who made Qian Qianyi a veritable leader in the literary world, his status is far above them, and these five people are estimated to have encountered things like being robbed of the limelight.

Seeing this, Han Lin secretly said something wrong, and then sneered disdainfully.

Qian Qianyi's smile was still the same, but he looked at Han Lin with an inexplicable taste. And a thin bamboo pole-like lifter immediately stood up and scolded Han Lin: "How dare the vertical son laugh, he can't even pick up Miss Liu's words, what face do you have to sit here with me!" ”

"I admire Lord Qian's literary brilliance, but you," Han Lin glanced up and down at the thin bamboo pole, "It's just a disgusting summer fly, gathering in that filthy place." Of course, I don't mean Miss Liu's Fang Ge. In the last sentence, Han Lin bowed and smiled at Liu Ru inside.

"You, you..." Thin Bamboo Pole He had never seen such an "insulting" person as Han Lin, he was speechless for a while, and his face turned the color of pig liver.

"Giggles!" The sudden laughter interrupted the others' troubles, Qian Qianyi's smile disappeared instantly, everyone looked behind the curtain, Liu Ru smiled?

"Okay guys, if you give it a face, don't worry about it." Liu Ru sat up and leaned up, "I don't know what kind of threat you think the Qing people outside the gate are to us today?" ”

The sour Confucian students looked at each other, not knowing where to start.

However, Qian Qianyi, as one of the leaders of the Donglin Party, stood up with his hands in his hands, shaking his head and expressing his opinion: "I foolishly think that the Qing people outside the gate are not a small threat to my Ming Dynasty, this Qing people are the descendants of the Jin people in the Song Dynasty, they are all uncivilized barbarians, but the battle is very fierce. However, our Ming Dynasty is not the Great Song Dynasty, and His Majesty today is not the Emperor Huizong and Qinzong. Our Ming Dynasty has a vast territory, strong national strength, Your Majesty is wise and martial, diligent in state affairs, personally guarding the country, and there are dangerous passes, famous generals and virtuous ministers are divided into inside and outside, and they will be able to keep the Qing people out of the pass, just like that Nurhachi, who was seriously injured and died under the fire of my Ming Dynasty, but Erer.

It's a pity that there are chaotic people outside the court, and there are eunuchs in the court, which is really a big disaster! ”

"Lord Qian is worthy of being the leader of my generation, with unique insights, I can't wait for it!" The thin bamboo pole is the first to jump out and pat the sycophant. Others chimed in.

"Mr. Qian is in Jiangnan, and he still cares about things thousands of miles away, which is really rare, so I am impressed." Liu Ru turned his gaze to Han Lin, "I don't know what this son thinks?" ”

"My opinion is slightly different from that of Lord Qian," Han Lin smiled slightly.

"Don't open the river here and pollute Miss Liu's ears!" Another Confucian student despised Han Lin.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." Liu Ru looked like she wanted to hear Han Lin talk.

"Okay." Han Lin glanced at those Confucian scholars, "The year before last, the Qing Dynasty Emperor Huang Taiji personally led an army of 120,000 to invade Korea. Immediately, Huang Taiji led his troops to besiege Namhansanseong. After several negotiations, Joseon Injo went out of the city on the 30th day of the first month of the following year and surrendered in green clothes, and bowed three times and nine times to the emperor. Korea, which has always been a vassal state of our Central Plains Dynasty, surrendered to the Qing people, what does this mean?

In May last year, the Qing people named our generals who surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, Kong Youde, as the king of Gongshun, Geng Zhongming as the king of Huaishun, and Shang Kexi as the king of Zhongshun.

As for what Lord Qian said before, although Nurhachi died in battle, the ability of Huang Taiji who succeeded him was not weaker than him, and General Yuan Chonghuan had already died, and what was even more unfavorable was that our defenders of the Ming Dynasty had repeatedly defeated the Qing army by artillery, but now the artillery power of the Qing army was still above us, and the border pass was in danger! ”

"Nonsense!" Qian Qianyi couldn't sit still at this time, and almost blew his beard and glared, "What kind of emperor Taiji, you actually call him, for... Compare him to my Son of Heaven, what are your intentions!? ”

"Come on, get this person out!" The thin bamboo pole took the opportunity to make trouble, and it was really a must-try.

"Wait," Liu Ru saw that the situation was a little out of control, and immediately stopped, "Several, thank you for your love for Ru Ye, but please go back first." Mr. Qian, please come in and talk about it. ”

Several people were stunned when they heard this.

"Miss Liu, I hope to see Fang Rong next time. Lord Qian, congratulations on winning the hearts of the beauties, and I won't bother in the next life, and I will say goodbye. ”

"Farewell."

……

Seeing that there was no platform for performance, these Confucian scholars did not hold on to Han Lin and left one by one.

"Brother Wang, let's go." Han Lin smiled bitterly and comforted himself: It's better to let Qian Qianyi, the old man, win, forget it, it's more important to have merit.

"Brother Han doesn't have to be sad, it's just a Qinglou woman." Wang Fuzhi relieved softly.

The two stayed at the end and left, and before they could go out, the maid named Xiaohuan chased after them: "Childe, this is what my young lady gave you." ”

Han Lin glanced at the handkerchief in his hand in surprise, and said happily: "Thank you." ”

Han Lin and the three of them walked out of Luo Yitang, and Wang Fuzhi couldn't help but ask: "Brother Han, it seems that this Liu Ru is really different from ordinary women. I would venture to ask, what's on the veil? ”

Han Lin didn't hide it, he unfolded his handkerchief and saw that there were two words written on it - stepping on the green and the beginning.

"That Miss Liu is inviting Brother Han Qingming to go out together, it seems that I want to congratulate Brother Han in advance on the return of the beauty!" Wang Fuzhi squeezed his eyebrows at Han Lin, these days with Han Lin, Wang Fuzhi's temperament has jumped out a lot, and he is no longer rigid.

"Qian Qianyi, isn't that old man being tricked." Han Lin was both happy that Qian Qianyi was deflated, but he was also worried that he was looking for trouble, Jinling was his home field after all.

"This is a mistake, these are completely different things, I think Miss Liu just doesn't want to cause inconvenience to Brother Han, so this time I have to be with the old man Qian...

What the? You just said that he is the Qian Qianyi who was 28 years old and went to Tanhua at the age of 28 and was once an official to the Ministry of Rites? ! Wang Fu realized it later.

"Or else?" Han Lin laughed and strode forward.