Linxian City is said to be named because it is located on the edge of the demon world, and there are often heavenly immortals descending to earth. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The lord of Linxian City is quite talented, and he manages Linxian City in an orderly manner, and is deeply loved by the monarch of Qi State.

The place where Hou Gongzi invited guests was not in the house, but the Jade Building, the largest restaurant in Linxian City, Zhang Hongjun and Bai Jingjing had also entered, and the night was a pot throwing night, full of entertainment smell.

Zhang Hongjun came again, he was stunned at first, and then he was full of emotion, he was worthy of being the son of the city lord to entertain him, this place has been renewed, the lights are brilliant, the literati and ink writers gather, Huo Ran is a place to read with a strong fragrance of books.

"Zhang Gongzi, you're here." Hou Tongda, the prince of the city lord, personally greeted the guests outside the door, which surprised many people.

Hou Gongzi wanted to recite poems against him, and invited many talented people and talented women, some of whom had seen Zhang Hongjun, and some of whom did not know him.

"Who is Hou Gongzi, who actually came out to greet a kid, who is this kid?" Someone asked.

"You don't even know that? He is writing that Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, a gentleman and a good person, is now all the rage in Linxian City, I like the sentence My Fair Lady the most, the gentleman is good, it is too suitable for my character. A personable boy shook his head and immediately fell into a state of intoxication.

"Oh...... It turned out to be a good son. The man let out a long sigh and gave Zhang Hongjun the nickname of a good son.

Entering the living room, Zhang Hongjun is today's distinguished guest, and he was invited to sit next to the young man, and on the other side of him was a dashing young man with red lips and white teeth, and he was talented.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today this son held this poetry exchange meeting, I am fortunate to invite a good son, a good boy is talented, a fair lady gentleman is refreshing, it is really a work of great talent, a good son came to this poetry meeting today, it is really a lot of glory for the poetry meeting, come and come...... Let us drink this cup for the arrival of the good boy. ”

Hou Gongzi raised the gold bottle in his hand and made a statement first.

The son of the city lord is also a well-known figure in the local area, everyone is gone, and no one dares not to give face.

Zhang Hongjun almost squirted out the wine in his mouth, "Good boy", are you talking about yourself, what kind of thing, when will you have an extra nickname?

Zhang Hongjun is unhappy, but others are shouting happily, all of them are elated, you drink a cup of me.

In the scene, there are still people who don't give face to Hou Gongzi, that is, the dashing young man sitting on the other side, this young man Yaru smiled, although he raised his wine glass, but only took a sip, but Hou Gongzi saw it without a trace of displeasure, but smiled more happily.

The corners of Zhang Hongjun's eyes narrowed slightly, this person has a big background, he quietly looked at this person, but he didn't expect this person to be looking at him, the two eyes intertwined, passed by gently, the other party smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and raised a glass to invite each other.

Zhang Hongjun also smiled, picked up the wine glass without hurry, and lifted it in the air, which was regarded as a greeting to the other party in the air.

"Hou Gongzi, thank you Hongfu, tonight I was able to see the true face of the good young man, the poem of the good young man is too classic, especially the sentence My Fair Lady, the gentleman is good, but it also makes the son of this son suddenly, as if pointing out the way for my life, I like it so much, thank you Hou Gongzi, thank you Good Son."

A Sven son's brother shook his head and expressed his admiration for the good son.

A black line appeared on Zhang Hongjun's forehead, and he is a good son, so you are big.

Forget it, let's do it, Zhang Hongjun thought comfortingly.

"Good boy...... Belch...... Zhang Gongzi, my name is Wu Chengen, my admiration for you is like the water of the Jinsha River, it is out of control, I salute you. ”

The man before came over to toast, and when he reported to his home, Zhang Hongjun's eyes widened, Wu Chengen? The guy who wrote Journey to the West? Grandma's you are here, you made up Journey to the West, right? Zhang Hongjun glared at the guy, almost blurted out and asked.

Seeing Zhang Hongjun staring at him with blazing eyes, as if a raging fire was burning, Wu Chengen's heart jumped, isn't the good boy just asking for a fair lady, why are you staring at my son like this, is it ...... Is it good to kill men and women, not good, I am not good at this, Wu Chengen quickly found an excuse to leave after the toast, staring at him from a distance, his admiring gaze was mixed with complex and strange colors.

If he let Zhang Hongjun know what he thought in his heart, this guy would definitely beat him up, and told him loudly that although Lao Tzu does not discriminate against glass, Lao Tzu is not glass, and then, in the other party's resentful gaze, it was not before, it is not now, and it will not be in the future.

even turned around again and walked away in style.

"Good boy, I salute you, I like your poetry so much."

"Good boy, I salute you, you are the pride of our Linxian City."

"Good boy, you are the wind, you are the moon, you are my spiritual food."

Many people came to toast later, Zhang Hongjun did not refuse, and the cups were full of drinks, and suddenly there was another bold son in the minds of everyone.

There are also desertions in the bustle, there are three people sitting in a remote corner, one of them is Zhou Shanli, who has had a conflict with Zhang Hongjun, he drank sullen wine one by one, looked up and saw Zhang Hongjun surrounded by the stars like a moon, his anger burned from his heart again, and he raised his head and drank a few glasses in a row.

A person next to him was an accomplice with him, glancing at Zhang Hongjun from time to time, but he didn't say anything, his face was expressionless, and he drank by himself.

"Zhuang Gongzi, you are a great talent in Linxian City, if you say second in Linxian City, no one will dare to say first, and you just watch others snatch your name away?"

Zhou Shanli put the wine glass on the table and glared at the man next to him.

The boy glanced at him, picked up a piece of animal meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, and after a moment said softly: "But the poetry he writes is really good." ”

"It's good, but he'll also do a song, maybe it's also a sudden inspiration, if he lets him do another song, will it be good?" Zhou Shan left the road.

"What do you mean......"

"I mean, let's challenge him again, if he can write one or two good poems, can he write four or five? I really don't believe it. ”

"The question is where do we go to find three or four good poems at a time, you must know that good poetry is like a good woman, and it is a great honor to meet one."

Zhuang Gongzi sighed lightly, his heart was also jealous of Zhang Hongjun's brilliance, this kind of star-studded brilliance should belong to him, Zhuang Mengxian, the first talent in Linxian City, but at this time, this brilliance quietly turned to others, his eyes suddenly shrank, and the jealousy in his heart increased a little.

However, this poem is really so good that even he has to admire it.

"Don't hide it from Brother Zhuang, I asked for two good poems from the gentleman of the family, if you come up with another one, won't we have three good poems."

Zhou Shanli made a look, and a subordinate immediately guarded the surroundings, Zhou Shanli took out two pieces of cloth from his arms, and wrote two poems on them.

Zhuang Gongzi took a look at the square cloth, nodded while looking at it, it seems that these two poems are still in his eyes.

"Good, good poetry." Zhuang Gongzi nodded in praise, and then also took out a square cloth from his arms, which was also written on it, and handed it to Zhou Shanli, who opened it and praised it endlessly.

Then, the two looked at each other, laughed, picked up the wine glass, clinked glasses and drank, this time not stuffy, but a wine to wish success.