Looking at Cai Yong who was approaching, Sun Yang was not too surprised, if the poem he wrote that has been passed down through the ages is not appreciated by Cai Yong, then Sun Yang will wonder if the dignified leader of Han literature is not worthy of his name. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Bo Jiaogong, the boy's surname is Sun Mingyang, and he is from Fuchun, Wu County." Sun Yang saluted and reported his name.

Cai Yong thought for a while, then smiled, "It turned out to be a senior disciple of Ciming Gong!" No wonder you can write such a poem! ”

"Uncle Gong laughed! Jan guilty! Sun Yang replied humbly.

Looking at Sun Yang, who had a good conversation with his future father-in-law Cai Yong, Wei Zhongdao had an incredible expression on his face, the script was not written like this! Shouldn't he be disgraced in front of everyone?

Wei Zhongdao, who didn't believe it, picked up the poem written by Sun Yang, looked at it, his face was extremely ugly, he didn't say much, and then hid aside. He was not a fool, and this poem was something he would never have been able to write in his lifetime!

The scholar next to him, who was already a little curious, immediately picked up the poem that was thrown on the table by Wei Zhongdao and read it out:

"The dry wall of the single courtyard is lonely and ownerless. It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy.

has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant! ”

"Good poetry!"

"Good poetry!"

"Good poetry!"

Those who read it shouted three times in a row!

"There is not a single plum word in the whole article, but it shows the nobility of plum blossoms! I admire! ”

Hearing that person's appreciation, the surrounding scholars surrounded one after another, competing to see the poems written by Sun Yang, all of them were appreciative, they were all people who knew poetry, this Yongmei poem deserved to be passed down through the ages!

Looking at the people who praised Sun Yang, the resentment on Wei Zhongdao's face was undoubtedly revealed, he didn't expect that it was him who fulfilled him! Without saying hello to Cai Yong, he felt humiliated and slipped out of the courtyard......

The people who were circulating didn't notice Wei Zhongdao's gray departure, and Cai Yong, who had a good conversation with Sun Yang, didn't notice either, only Sun Yang, who had been distracted and had been paying attention to this unmasked but seemed to have some deep hatred for him, saw him leave.

Hum! Sun Yang laughed contemptuously in his heart, such a jumping clown is not worth his attention!

"Sun Gongzi, the old man hasn't seen your teacher Ci Minggong for almost a few years, is he okay?"

"Uncle Gong, recently, Yang has a letter with the teacher, he is in good health, I heard that he also accepted a little junior brother for Yang!" Sun Yang joked, to be honest, he was also very curious about who actually asked his teacher to write him a letter!

Cai Yong was also interested, "Haha, I have to say that Ciming Gong is quite accomplished in educating disciples!" Doesn't this teach the young poet in front of the old man? ”

Sun Yang touched his head embarrassedly, he knew how much ink he had in his stomach, he just borrowed from the poems of those people in the Tang and Song dynasties in the future, if you want to talk about real talent and real learning, he is afraid that he will not be able to catch up with these merry scholars, but Sun Yang has no guilt, because this is the resource he has for rebirth.

Sun Yang, who chatted with Cai Yong for a while, found that this old man was really much more interesting than his teacher Xun Shuang, and his speech was quite funny, which could easily affect the people he talked to. The only thing that makes Sun Yang pity is that he looks at people too badly, otherwise how could he choose Wei Zhongdao to be his fast son-in-law?

Alas, Cai Yan's flower is inserted into Wei Zhongdao's cow dung! Sun Yang sighed in his heart, this is already a sure thing, he can't change it!

……

When Sun Yang and Cai Yong continued to talk, in the backyard of Cai's mansion, Cai Yan, the flower in his mouth, was reciting the Yongmei poem he had just written.

"I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I am jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant! I have no intention of fighting for spring ......" Cai Yan, who was dressed in plain clothes, gently spit out this sentence in her mouth, and in front of her eyes, it seemed that the plum blossom that bloomed proudly in the snow under the dilapidated courtyard wall appeared, and she had no intention of competing with other flowers, she just wanted to be herself.

Isn't that talking about her? Cai Yan thought in his heart that the young man who wrote "Chen Qing Table" was really not an ordinary person, and he was a little more curious, and his thoughts about seeing him deepened a few degrees......

And Sun Yang, who didn't know anything about this, had already finished talking to Cai Yong, but had to talk to other scholars.

There was a lot of entertainment, Sun Yang's face was about to stiffen with laughter, but he was still extremely happy in his heart, except for a few disciples of the family who might be close to He Jin and the Yuan family, the rest talked well.

Looking for an opportunity, Sun Yang finally escaped from this circle, returned to his corner, smiled bitterly at Li Yun, and poured himself a glass of water to moisten his throat.

"Huh! It turns out that Brother Sun, you are the most hidden person! Li Yun teased for a moment, and he also read the poem written by Sun Yang, which can be described as shocking.

"Brother Li, stop! I can't take it anymore! Sun Yang had a bitter face, it turned out that he had heard too many compliments, and it was also very annoying.

"Haha!" Li Yun laughed a few times, and then stopped his next words of appreciating Sun Yang, he knew when to say something.

After resting for a while, Cai Yong came back from the courtyard and instructed the topic of the next poem.

Originally, Sun Yang didn't want to participate in the rest of the poems, but he really couldn't shirk everyone's requirements and Cai Yong's encouraging and expectant gaze, so he continued to compose a poem, which naturally won the applause of the house. Later, everyone stopped writing poems and waited directly to watch Sun Yang's poems......

The poetry meeting is about to end in this eager atmosphere, and Sun Yang, who is a little weak-hearted, is finally relieved, and anyone who has been borrowing other people's things continuously in the past half a day is probably the same.

"Brother Li, are you okay when the meeting is over?" Sun Yang stopped Li Yun, who was about to get up and leave.

"It's okay, Brother Sun, is there anything wrong?" Li Yun stopped packing his things.

"That's the case, today Yang and you hit it off at first sight, tonight, Yang is the east, how about inviting Brother Li to have a light meal? Let's talk about your statecraft! Li Yun's idea gave Sun Yang a lot of inspiration, this time the conversation was too hasty, Sun Yang couldn't wait to talk to him in depth, after all, doing a good job in this policy means that Sun Yang can implement the policy of accumulating grain.

"In this way, the cloud is disrespectful!" Li Yun's thoughts are not much different from Sun Yang's, he finally met a Bole, naturally he still wants to discuss it in depth, he still has a lot of ideas in his heart waiting to be shared with Sun Yang!

"Good! Let's go! Sun Yang grabbed Li Yun excitedly, the joy of being appreciated by so many people at the previous poetry meeting was not as good as getting Li Yunhe's good plan!

However, there are many good things, and when Sun Yang and Li Yun walked out of this courtyard and chatted, Sun Yang was stopped by a housekeeper, saying that their master Cai Yong wanted to see Sun Yang again in private.

Helplessly, Cai Yong summoned him, Sun Yang was embarrassed to refuse, and after settling Li Yun, Sun Yang followed the housekeeper-like person into the backyard of Cai's mansion.