Chapter 009 Qujiang Chishang Poetry Wine Banquet (3)

Zhang Xuan silently raised his head to the sky, the scorching summer sun hung high above his head, and the brilliant sunlight projected down, he was dizzy for a while. However, after all, he was not the unlearned and unskilled man before Zhang Fu, his mind was resolute and undisturbed, and he soon changed his plan temporarily and made up his mind again.

If you can't give up the child and can't trap the wolf, you just don't do it...... A hint of fierceness flashed in Zhang Xuan's eyes.

"Zhang Xiang, I still have something to do. Go back to the house and tell the old lady that I will come when I go, and I will never cause trouble outside. Go ahead. Zhang Xuan waved his hand and said in a deep voice.

Zhang Xiang hesitated and refused to leave, Zhang Xuan scolded a little impatiently, "Dog, didn't you hear my words?" Hurry back home! ”

"Yes, Third Prince." Zhang Xiang sighed, didn't dare to say anything more, bowed down, and then left.

Watching Zhang Xiang leave, Zhang Xuan immediately turned around to soothe his slightly messy mood, and instantly the whole person became calm and idle again.

It's useless to panic, you can only laugh at the world, so why bother.

Smiling, Zhang Xuan prepared to enter the park. However, when I looked back, I saw a few acquaintances not far away.

One of his former "close friends", Xu Wenbin, the second son of Xu Qiao, the Qing of Dali Temple, walked from behind Zhang Xuan with a few Chang'an gentlemen proudly, talking and laughing.

Xu Wenbin had actually seen Zhang Xuan a long time ago, but he just pretended not to see it.

Zhang Huan was arrested, and even if the Zhang family escaped, it would be devastated in the future. His father, Xu Qiao, repeatedly warned him not to associate with Zhang Xuan again. is a relationship between wine and meat, and there is no real friendship, and when he heard that the Zhang family was in trouble, Xu Wenbin naturally changed his attitude and resolutely drew a line with Zhang Xuan.

Of course, Xu Wenbin is not the only one who has this kind of thought.

Xu Wenbin didn't want to ignore Zhang Xuan, but when he got closer, he looked at Zhang Xuan's face that was far more handsome than himself, and couldn't help but feel a little jealousy in his heart, and this jealousy quickly turned into a teasing and provocation that fell into the well.

So he stopped and stared at Zhang Xuan domineeringly with a shelf, the delicate folding fan in his hand swayed, and said indifferently to his servant, "Let the person in front of him get out of the way, and he will go into the garden." ”

Several of the eunuchs who were clustered around Xu Wenbin also looked down at Zhang Xuan condescendingly as if they didn't know, and their mouths were full of malicious sneers.

The two servants of the Xu Mansion rushed forward and shouted, "Get out of the way, our second son of the Xu family and all the sons want to enter the garden, don't get in the way!" ”

Zhang Li, who was standing behind Zhang Xuan, was a little angry, glared at the two servants of the Xu Mansion angrily, and was about to say a few words, but saw his third son shaking his head indifferently, and let himself go to the side.

Zhang Li was helpless, glanced at Zhang Xuan with complicated eyes, and avoided it dejectedly.

This guy wilted, and gave birth to this stinky skin in vain. Xu Wenbin walked past Zhang Xuan triumphantly, and the group laughed predictably.

Looking at the back of a group of young people entering the park, Zhang Xuan had a different mentality, he was not angry, but only sighed.

Although it is said that the friendship between the two is unreliable, and the birds and beasts are scattered when the crisis comes, it is just like a stranger who does not interact with each other, such as Xu Wenbin, who falls into the well, is actually rare.

It's not appropriate to meet such a villain now, and wait for the future—

Zhang Xuan shook his head secretly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He was about to enter the garden as well, but he felt a look of disdain from behind him.

He turned back suddenly, and found an elegant young man with a medium figure and a crown of jade not far behind, holding a book in his hand, floating around. Behind him, followed by two delicate little guys.

Cui Huan. The leader of the younger generation of scholars in Chang'an City, the literary style is the best today, the eldest grandson of Cui Xuanwei, the king of Boling County, and the Cui family of the Eight Great Scholars Gaomen.

Cui Huan and Zhang Xuan, in the current Chang'an City, are two extreme figures, one is the head of young talents, and the other is the gentleman among the gentlemen. Cui Huan looks down on and looks down on Zhang Xuan, which is reasonable.

If it is the contempt of others, Zhang Xuan will turn a blind eye, and will definitely walk alone calmly and calmly. Because no one would have imagined that this unbearable body actually contained a mature soul that was enough to stand out from the crowd - since the "prodigal son" or "rebirth" has become inevitable, why should he care about the temporary "gains and losses"?

The battle of wills is too naïve to make any sense.

But in the face of this Cui Huan, he couldn't stop to say hello.

Without him, this Cui Huan is his "eldest brother". When Zhang Jiuling was alive, he set a family affair for his youngest son Zhang Xuan, that is, Cui Ying, the granddaughter of the Cui family and Cui Huan's half-sister.

The two families have been friends for generations, and it is normal for them to be married as children and daughters. Although Zhang Jiuling later died of illness, Cui Jianian still wanted to maintain this family affair in Zhang Jiuling's old relationship. It was only later that Zhang Xuan's name came out, and the Cui family had some regrets about marriage, but they had not yet put it into action for the time being.

Zhang Xuan settled down and walked over for a long time, and said loudly, "Brother Bowen has been absent for a long time. ”

Although Cui Huan doesn't look down on Zhang Xuan, he is a gentleman who is very educated and personable, Zhang Xuan takes the initiative to say hello and salute, and he will definitely not be rude.

"Good...... Let's talk about it in the garden. Cui Huan returned the salute, although his demeanor was not indifferent, but there was no sense of intimacy. Then he glanced at Zhang Xuan, nodded and strode over, and walked into the garden with a scholar not far in front of him.

"Brother Bowen, does Sister Ling really want to marry that kind of gentleman who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it? It's a shame......"

"Their Zhang family is in trouble, and he still has the heart to come to this Qujiang banquet to have a good time...... Hey, Zhang Xiang's generation of famous ministers has been famous, and it was all ruined at the hands of this prodigal, which is really sad and lamentable! ”

"With the order of my parents, I and other juniors dare not talk about it. Ziji, don't talk about this, do you say that at today's poetry banquet of Mrs. Qiuguo, will the saint and the concubine Niangniang come in person......"

Zhang Xuan strolled forward and entered the garden with the invitation card of Mrs. Qiuguo. The whispers of Cui Huan and others who walked forward were faintly heard in his ears, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The scholar dismisses it, neither side is "compatible", and there is a crisis coming, this is the environment he is in now.

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The cloister is folded three times, and the winding path leads to seclusion.

In front of it is a huge empty field, close to the water's edge. At this time, the table was already full of tables and tables according to certain rules, and dozens of cases were surrounded in an arc, and many people with status were seated under the guidance of the servants.

In the middle, a red carpet is laid, and a large bookcase is placed on the carpet, and the bookcase is complete with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Dozens of maids in neon dresses and feather skirts shuttle back and forth like a string of flowers and butterflies, transporting all kinds of wine, refreshments, and fruits.

Zhang Xuan stood in a corner of the crowd on the periphery and did not go inside. He is very knowledgeable, he is not qualified to sit at the table, and the non-dignitaries who can sit there are the leaders of Shilin.

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