When Sun Yang and Li Yun were talking, Cai Yong, the protagonist of the poetry club, was late, followed by a young man in Chinese clothes with a somewhat pale face. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Thank you, old man, for coming here to participate in this poetry meeting." Cai Yong, who was full of spring light, hugged his fists at the people who had already stood up and expressed his gratitude.

"Uncle Gong is very polite!" Everyone also returned the salute to Cai Yong.

After glancing at all the young talents present, Cai Yong nodded with satisfaction, it seems that his face is still very sufficient, and almost all the scholars he invited have come.

"You are all the pillars of my Han Dynasty, the old man gathered you here today, not to talk about national affairs, only to talk about poetry and music." Cai Yong waved his hand, exhaled the crowd around, and asked everyone to enjoy the sound of the piano first, drink some wine, and then he would give the scholars the title of the poem, and after the order, he walked out of the courtyard with the young man with a somewhat arrogant expression around him.

After seeing Cai Yong and the young man leave, Sun Yang and Li Yun sat down again.

"Brother Li, who is the young man next to Bo Jiaogong? Jan remembers that there is only one daughter under his knees? Sun Yang was puzzled, he was unconsciously a little unhappy when he saw the arrogant young man for the first time.

"Oh? Brother Sun, don't you know yet? That is the son-in-law of Bo Jiaogong, the son of the Hedong Wei family, Wei Zhongdao. Li Yun explained to Sun Yang.

Wei Zhongdao? Wen Ji Cai Yan's first short-lived husband! Sun Yang understands the ill-fated Cai Wenji in history, not only appreciates this strange woman, but also pities her tragic life experience of falling into a foreign race.

In Sun Yang's heart, Cai Yong's poetry meeting may not be to see this strange woman, not to satisfy a man's curiosity, but simply to meet ......

It didn't take long for Cai Yong to come up with the title of the first poem, singing the plum blossoms in the snow.

If they can get Cai Yong's appreciation, they can not only show their faces in front of the scholars, but also have a reputation in the scholars, which will be of great benefit to them in the future, whether they are officials or what they do.

Looking at this group of scholars who were meditating, Sun Yang didn't say anything, although the sound of the piano stopped, it didn't disturb his interest at all, and continued to drink a little wine, contented.

"Brother Sun, don't you write poems?" Li Yun, who received the paper and ink sent by the maid next to him, found that Sun Yang neither took out his pen and ink, nor did he ask the maid for these things, and he was a little puzzled.

"Brother Li, you can write it yourself, I won't participate in this." Sun Yang shook his head, he came to this kind of poetry meeting to give Cai Yong face, as for letting him compose poems or something, he was afraid that if he wrote a poem casually, everyone present would be stunned, after all, he knew a lot of poems that have been passed down through the ages.

Li Yun saw that Sun Yang was not interested in this matter, so he didn't ask, and calmed down and wanted to write a good poem, this kind of opportunity to show his face was also extremely important to him.

Time passed minute by minute, and one after another, some scholars handed over the written poems to Cai Yong.

Soon, except for Sun Yang, who didn't write, all the scholars were handed over, Sun Yang didn't think it was strange, because there was no one present who was unlearned and unskilled, Cai Yong was a face-loving person, and he wouldn't invite those people at this time.

Looking at the dozens of written poems in front of him, Cai Yong smiled, stroked his beard, looked at them one by one, and praised the scholars who wrote poems from time to time.

The scholars who were named and praised by Cai Yong were naturally excited, and they were still extremely humble in the praise of the people next to them, to put it bluntly, they were not brainless.

When he was about to see the bottom, Cai Yong commented on Li Yun's poems, and naturally he didn't say anything bad, but also a piece of praise, looking at the excited Li Yun next to him, Sun Yang couldn't raise a trace of interest, this Cai Yong is very good at being a man, and he praised every scholar equally, Sun Yang couldn't see through the meaning of his holding this poetry meeting, was it just to invite this group of people to play?

After Cai Yong finished reading all the poems, the smile on his face became stronger, and he praised all the scholars again, and the atmosphere was much more eager, a harmonious picture of being at home.

But this harmonious picture was soon shattered, and as Cai Yong was about to announce the end of the poetry meeting to write Mei, a discordant voice was heard.

"Uncle, I'm afraid there are still scholars who haven't written poems." Wei Zhongdao, who had been standing beside Cai Yong, spoke.

"Oh? Zhongdao, there are still scholars here who have not finished writing poems? Cai Yong turned his head and looked at Wei Zhongdao, who had a somewhat gloomy look in his eyes, suspiciously.

"Uncle, the boy remembers that there are thirty-three people who participated in the poetry meeting, and there are only thirty-two copies here, so there should be one person who hasn't written." After answering Cai Yong, Wei Zhongdao's eyes were staring straight at Sun Yang and Li Yun.

"Oh? Who else hasn't made it? The old man can give him some more time, and if he doesn't hurry, he will have to wait for the next topic. The smile on Cai Yong's face did not diminish, and he was ready to give the slow man another chance.

Cai Yong didn't notice Wei Zhongdao's gaze, but the rest of the scholars were all vicious-eyed and thoughtful people, and they soon focused their eyes on Sun Yang and Li Yun.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on them, Li Yun, who was already a little shy, lowered his head and pulled Sun Yang, "Brother Sun, they seem to know that you didn't write it." ”

Sun Yang didn't speak, but locked his eyes on Wei Zhongdao, who had been staring at him.

Sun Yang knew that his premonition had come true, and he was a little disgusted from the first time he saw Wei Zhongdao, but he didn't expect that he would really stand up and start a war against him.

Cai Yong, who realized that the atmosphere was a little wrong, also looked at Sun Yang's side, and he was not annoyed, "This scholar, haven't you made it yet?" Cai Yong asked Sun Yang in a warm tone.

Hearing Cai Yong's words, Sun Yang withdrew his cold gaze and looked at Cai Yong with a humble gaze: "Uncle Gong, I'm sorry!" The kid feels that the poems he wrote really can't be put on the stage, so he won't make a fool of himself in front of you and your brothers. ”

Before Cai Yong could answer Sun Yang, Wei Zhongdao, who was standing behind him, hurriedly spoke: "This brother, there is no ranking in this poetry meeting, since you have also written it, why don't you take it out and wait with me, don't worry, we won't laugh at you!" After saying that, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

"That's right, brother, we've all written it, and no one laughs at anyone? Take it out and let me enjoy it, what's the matter? The rest of the men also rejoiced.

Sun Yang's face was ugly, what did Wei Zhongdao want to do? Do you want to embarrass him in front of everyone? But Sun Yang still didn't speak, he was waiting for Cai Yong to speak, believing that he would not be so embarrassed as a person.

However, Sun Yang was disappointed, Cai Yong just glanced back at Wei Zhongdao with some reproach, and then there was no follow-up, but also asked Sun Yang to take out the poem he wrote.

Hehe! Sun Yang sneered a few times in his heart, in Cai Yong's heart, it was really important for him, the future son-in-law of Chenglong, and this kind of downfall was also maintained.

It's time for them to see the real technology! Sun Yang silently said the classic sentence of "little yellow hair" in his heart, walked straight to the desk, spread out a blank piece of paper, picked up the pen, and wrote a poem in a few clicks without thinking.

Blowing the ink that had not dried, Wei Zhongdao, who was looking at him with a sneer, presented it directly to Cai Yong, and then turned around and returned to his original position.

See how long you can fit! Wei Zhongdao was very dissatisfied with Sun Yang's attitude of ignoring him, his purpose today was to rectify this kid who didn't know the height of the sky, how could he dare to offend the Yuan family of the fourth and third dukes? What capital does he have to make him deeply admire the woman he regards as a forbidden woman? He just wants to make a fool of him!

However, to Wei Zhongdao's surprise, his future father-in-law, Cai Yong, stood up regardless of his identity, walked up to the kid who made him jealous, and asked him a little excitedly: "Young man, who are you?" ”