"Brother Yang, let's go to Qingyue Lake to participate in the poetry meeting, I think they should also be there." Yin Mingyue saw that the time was not early, and there were more and more people playing on the street, and it was becoming more and more crowded, so she proposed to go to the poetry meeting.

Daxing city also dug Longshou, Yong'an, Qingming three canals, the Chan River, the Zhu River, the Wei River water into the city, solve the palace and other water use, and linger twists and turns, converge into a number of ponds, become a scenic spot, add the beautiful scenery of Daxing City. Qingyue Lake happens to be a large artificial lake formed at the confluence of several rivers and artificial canals, which can be regarded as the most beautiful place in Shangdaxing City. Some ornamental pavilions were built by the lake, and many people went to play in their spare time, and this poetry meeting was held in the pavilion by the lake. Going to the gazebo to hold a poetry meeting on a cold day? It's a shame that these people can figure it out.

Yang Jun and the two of them because of the more enjoyable shopping, so they went a little late, and when they got over there, they found that there were already a lot of people there, the pavilion was brightly lit, there were men and women, Yang Jun looked at it with his eyes, and found that there were no people he knew, and there were no people who could stand in the court, so it can be seen that this poetry meeting was just some second ancestors or some people who claimed to be talented people spontaneously organized.

"Brother Yang, let's go over." Yin Mingyue said and took Yang Yun's hand, as if she deliberately wanted to show it to the people in the pavilion. In normal times, according to Yin Mingyue's character, he would not make such a move at all.

"Uh-huh." Yang Yun also held her hand tightly, as if telling Yin Mingyue again, I understand your intentions.

"Mingyue, are you here?"

"Sister Mingyue, I'm here."

"Miss Mingyue is here? Who is this? ”

It seems that Yin Mingyue is still very popular, and as soon as she appears in the gazebo, someone keeps greeting her. In front of her are several women of the same age as her, presumably girlfriends and the like. Well, there was a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old who was screaming from one sister to another. Of course, all the men's eyes were focused on Yin Mingyue's body, and when they saw Yin Mingyue holding a strange man's hand, someone couldn't help but ask.

"Hello everyone, I'm sorry, we had a lot of fun, and we came late."

"This is Brother Yang, we came together." Yin Mingyue first apologized, and then introduced Yang Jun to everyone, she called Yang Brother Yang when she introduced Yang Jun, and came in holding hands, the meaning is self-evident, just to tell everyone that I already have a sweetheart, if anyone has an opinion, then go to him.

"Oh~, it turned out to be Brother Yang, fortunately. In Xia Weiren, his father Wei Chong. A man came out to greet Yang Yun.

"It turned out to be the father of the late Wei Shangshu Nai Brother Tai, and I am fortunate to meet him." Yang Yun also nodded slightly, it seems that there is really some background.

Several men greeted Yang Jun later, and Yang Jun learned that these people were all standard second-generation officials, like the son of Prince Taibao Wang Hong, the son of Prince Taifu Wang Xiong and the like. are all the sons of some outdated ministers, and some undesirable talents. Although it is some of the characters of the second ancestor, it is not stupid, the surname is Yang, so will it be related to the royal family, even if it is not a member of the royal family, but there are not many families with the surname Yang in the capital, and each family has a deep background, so they dare not underestimate Yang Xuan.

"We are enforcing a drinking order, do you want Brother Yang to participate?" There are many forms of alcohol orders, but in their current situation, they should be chanting poetry, and those who can't make poetry will be punished for drinking.

Since you can't be offended on the surface, can't you lose face in terms of talent? Let Miss Mingyue know that we are the most talented.

Yang Yun glanced at Yin Mingyue, meaning to let her call the shots.

"Brother Yang, let's communicate with them, I'll go talk to the good sisters for a while." As he spoke, he let go of the pregnant Yang Xuan's hand and walked towards the location of the female dependent.

"Well, since you have been kindly invited, then I can't miss your interest." Yang Jun smiled.

Because there are more people, it takes a long time to take a turn, but Yang Jun has become the object of key care, and a few people in front of him drank directly after their turns, and did not compose poems, all thinking about Yang Jun's turn as soon as possible, and wanted him to make a fool of himself.

However, when it was Yang Jun's turn, he couldn't skip it directly by drinking, because Wei Ren happened to be in front of Yang Jun.

"Okay, let me compose a poem, today's Shangyuan Festival, the moon is so round and bright, then I will have a poem for the scenery." After saying that, he stood up and took two steps back and forth in a pretended manner.

"There you go. The bird is still at night, and the insect is still on credit. The clear moon took a photo, and the orchid lantern was empty. "It's not bad to be able to write a poem in such a short period of time.

"Okay, Brother Ren is really talented, I can't wait." A group of people were constantly complimenting, and Wei Ren was also complacent.

"Sure enough, a Qingyue not only expresses the chill of winter, but also mentions Qingyue Lake."

But, just when those people also thought that Yang was praising the poem, they heard his words turn.

"Where do you think you go to find flying insects and birds in the winter?" Yang Jun is right, the winter in Daxing City is very cold, and there are no birds and insects at all.

After Yang Jun said this, a group of people were embarrassed. It's not that they can't see it, it's just that they all think about how they are too high Wei Ren has achieved the goal of making Yang Jin ugly, but after Yang Jin said this, it became that they didn't know it.

"Eh~ What Brother Yang said is, but I don't know if Brother Yang is talented, can you write a poem in response to the situation, let me wait to pay a respect." I won't make a fool of you, Wei Ren thought angrily in his heart.

"Yes, yes, Brother Yang, you can make a little song for me to enjoy and appreciate." A group of people also followed suit, and they were bound to see Yang Mian make a fool of himself.

"Well, since you are very kind, then I don't do it, then I don't know how to lift." Yang Jun got up, looked up, then lowered his head and said with a slight mutter, "Today is the Shangyuan Festival, since Brother Wei has written a poem, then I will compose a lyric." The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain. …… The crowd looked for her thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was in the dim light. ”

After Yang Yong's words were finished, the audience was silent, the predecessors had not written the verses and words of the Shangyuan Festival, but there was no one that could compare to the one made by Yang Yong, and those sitting there were not fools, and they knew at a glance what kind of height Yang Yong's talent had reached. It began in the Southern Liang Dynasty and was formed in the Tang Dynasty.

Of course, this group of people was shocked, but Yin Mingyue, who was not far away, was overjoyed, and everyone looked for her thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was in the dim light. Isn't that what it was written for her? When I think of this, I can't help but be wonderful, obviously extremely emotional.

Suddenly, I looked back, but the man was there—in the dim light. Sister Mingyue, this Brother Yang, shouldn't it be a brother-in-law, is it specially written for my sister? The little girl's voice was so undisguised that it was heard by everyone in the gazebo.

Men are scolding in their hearts, and women are sighing in their hearts, if only their sweethearts had such talents.

"What nonsense, you little Guanyin, see if my sister doesn't teach you well." Yin Mingyue pretended to be angry.

This is Yang Jun also walked over. "What are you talking about, so happy?" Yang Xuan estimated that as soon as this poem came out, those of them had no interest in continuing to chant poetry, so they simply ignored them and walked over by themselves.

"Wow, brother-in-law, you're so good, can you make another one?" Guanyin jumped in front of Yang Yun and said.

"What brother-in-law, it depends on whether your sister Mingyue agrees." As he spoke, he looked at Yin Mingyue affectionately, but the latter lowered his head embarrassedly.

"By the way, your name is Guanyin? How could there be such a strange name? Yang Jun looked puzzled, I haven't heard of a surname concept, I've heard of a surname Cao, the surname is yes, it's already a rare sight, how can there be a surname view.

"Brother Yang, you're so stupid" Since it's not good to call brother-in-law, then it's right to follow Yin Mingyue and call Brother Yang. "Girls always have nicknames, my nickname is Guanyin, my real name is Wuji, the eldest grandson is Wuji, Brother Yang should remember." The little girl said innocently.

The eldest grandson is innocent, my God! Could this be the queen of the world in history? It doesn't look like it. Isn't she a wise harem master in history? How do you look at it now, how is she an innocent little girl, and she has nothing to do with history.

In fact, this is also Yang Yin's misunderstanding, of course, the twelve or thirteen-year-old girl is an innocent flower season, but the eldest grandson Wujian married Li Shimin at this age, but Li Shimin has been fighting abroad all the year round, and the Qin Wangfu is supported by her alone, and it will definitely change.

"The peach blossoms in Shangyuan are bright, and the concubine Lan is in spring. Inoue Xintao steals his complexion, and the tender willow on the eaves is light. Yang Jun looked at the eldest grandson Wuji, and unconsciously thought that this poem was definitely suitable for the current Changsun Wuji.

"Brother Yang, is this written for me?" The eldest grandson Wujian looked happy, and her father, the eldest grandson Shengguan, was the right general of Xiaowei. She has loved reading since she was a child, is proficient in etiquette, good at calligraphy and painting, and obviously has a good tutor. Of course, she can understand Yang Jin's poem, and it was specially written for her.

"Of course, do you like it or not?" For this kind of innocent little girl, Yang Jun feels particularly fond.

"I like it, of course I like it, thank you Brother Yang." The eldest grandson Wujian said, his face actually showed a trace of shyness, Yang Yan was stunned for a moment, I can't do anything wrong.

"Okay, I'm going back with your brother Yang, do you want to go with us?" Of course, Yin Mingyue also saw the expression on the face of the eldest grandson, but she didn't care, a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old was just a little girl, and there was still no threat to her.

"No, I'll go to my eldest brother later. By the way, Sister Mingyue, I don't know what Brother Yang's name is? The eldest grandson asked expectantly, not knowing how to hide his expression at all.

"Your eldest brother Yang's name is Yang Jun, remember it." Said a light touch on his head. Then let Yang Xuan pull him away.

"Yang Jun? Yang Yong! It turns out that Brother Yang is Yang Jun, the king of Qi, no wonder he is so talented, I like it so much, but he is Sister Mingyue's sweetheart, what should I do? The eldest grandson Wujian was surprised, but he felt powerless. Like other women who have not yet left the cabinet, they also have a hint of fantasy when they first heard Yang Jun's name, and they could get married at the age of twelve or thirteen in ancient times, so it is not strange to have ideas.

Yang Jun sent Yin Mingyue back, but he didn't know that just as he was in the limelight in the pavilion, two fateful people met together.

"The auxiliary machine is so capable, can it help the people of the world?" Li Shimin and the eldest grandson Wuji finally met on Shangyuan Night, and history has not changed.

"Brother Shimin is ambitious, and the auxiliary machine is deeply admired, as my brother asked, dare not obey his fate!" A historic handshake, but it is not known whether it will create a historical glory.

"Brother, why are you still here?" At this time, the eldest grandson Wuji left the poetry club and came to find the eldest grandson Wuji.

"Oh, innocent, come, let me introduce you, this is a talented man who has just met for my brother, the second son of the Li family, and Brother Shimin." When the eldest grandson Wuji saw the eldest grandson Wuji coming, he introduced his sister to Li Shimin.

"Wujian has seen Li Ergongzi." The eldest grandson said lukewarmly, what kind of young talent, can he compare to my brother Yang Yong.

"The people of the world have seen the innocent girl." Although the eldest grandson Wujian ignored Li Shimin, her temperament deeply attracted Li Shimin. There is no doubt about the unsullied temperament of the eldest grandson, but just now in front of Yin Mingyue and other women, he showed a character similar to his age.

Of course, Li Shimin's expression has been seen by the eldest grandson Wuji. He was wondering if he wanted to match the eldest grandson Wujian and Li Shimin, which would be more helpful to him, because Li Shimin was obviously not in the pool.

It's just that the eldest grandson Wujian already has another person in his heart, will he let his brother and uncle control his marriage like a scene in history?

[Keep asking for flowers, ask for collection!!] 】