The departure of the eldest grandson Ze did not bring the slightest wave, Li Chengqian saw the eldest grandson Ze was also a little smiling, after all, he was still a cousin, if he cleaned up together, it would inevitably make the eldest grandson blame, and when he saw that he was gone, he simply did not pursue it, but looked at a few flaunting and powerful fools, and whispered to Yuwen Wenyuan on the side: "Go back first, there is Wuhou watching here." ”

Yuwen Wenyuan glanced at him, turned around and left.

Seeing that Yuwen Wenyuan was gone, the confrontation here became more tense, and the already fiery scene only reached its peak at this moment, Wuzi Chu smiled slightly and turned around with his companion to the side with a very graceful smile, it seems that he will no longer interfere, but some scholars who do not admit defeat have indeed not retreated, and at this time there is also some meaning of a duel, the servant served a few low, and the maid brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and several people sat there and began to write while pondering.

People in the distance choose to be silent, which is naturally a kind of respect for a few people, only occasionally there are some ear-to-ear, close to the people next to the person to tell how much they have done, but gradually whispering into a whispered discussion, Li Chengqian naturally does not want to spend those indifferent brains, just pick up the pen and write, not to mention that his mind is filled with the essence of thousands of years of precipitation, even according to the knowledge of this world, it is not comparable to a few people. "Yuan Shuang is here? You have spent more time in Chang'an than me, see if any of these people are familiar? A man in white who came, who looked about the same as Wu Yuanqing, looked at the crowd carefully and shook his head.

"There are a few familiar ones, most of them have only met this year, and the others are not clear at that time."

"Don't you know the brocade guy over there?" Wu Yuanqing pointed to Li Chengqian on the side.

Wu Yuanshuang frowned and looked at it for a while, then shook his head: "I'm afraid of which honorable family, there are not many others in Chang'an City, and the prince's honors are like carp in the water." ”

Wu Yuanqing saw that he didn't know him, so he naturally lost his mind to explore, and then looked at Yuan Ziyuan, and saw that he kept moving his pen, and laughed: "Ziyuan still has some talents, and if someone invests in the bank, let him also staff ......"

"Yuan Ziyuan? Won Hong-sun's second son? Didn't you give birth to a concubine, why did you get mixed with him? ”

"Yuan Shuang!"

"It's just talking, and he can't hear it." After finishing the sentence, he said a little teasingly, "This Yuan Ziyuan is also a bit famous in the capital, and his father is the commander of the army, so the eldest brother is not thinking about going to Zuo Wuwei." ”

"What's the matter, the old man doesn't agree with me, is it possible that I can't find a way for myself......" Speaking of this, Wu Yuanqing seemed to be a little resentful, turned to look at Wu Yuanshuang on the side and said: "The old man is a dead-eyed person, if you don't give us a way to find a way in your career, you should also find an errand." ”

"Isn't this you, I'm not motivated, isn't it obvious that you work hard, he will inherit the title fief one day, just give me some loose money for drinking with him."

A smile appeared at the corner of Wu Yuanqing's mouth, but it disappeared in an instant, looking at Wu Yuanshuang and scolding softly: "It's not a good thing." ”

Wu Yuanshuang smiled, didn't care, got up and flicked it, stretched his waist and said: "If you don't have energy, you don't have energy, you have a good energy here, I'll go inside to rest." He turned away, but there was a subtle hint of joy on his face.

At this time, the pen has been stopped in the field, occasionally a few frowns and pondered, obviously still want to polish, many people saw that the poem was done, and they also swarmed around, seeing the poems made by those people, or nodded in approval, or bowed their heads to comment, and there were many people who shook their heads, and many people seemed to be relieved. Then he took the poem to the other party's side, but after reading it here, he set his eyes on Li Chengqian and Yuan Ziyuan's side. That's what everyone cares about.

Li Chengqian stood up and stretched his waist, and at this time, the people around him also surrounded him, and they were all surprised when they saw Li Chengqian's poems, and their eyes were more awe-inspiring than Fang Cai. It wasn't until the little guy pushed away the crowd and accepted Li Chengqian's poems that everyone began to praise them.

Yuan Ziyuan's eyes kept looking at this side, until he heard everyone's praise, his eyes gradually became a little cautious, and he looked back and thought about his poems, as if he felt that there was nothing to change, so he simply handed over the poems to the little maid, waiting for the old scholars upstairs to judge.

Li Chengqian suddenly felt a little cold on his neck, and turned his head in an instant, looking at a black shadow that flashed in the crowd, his eyes flashed.

Although it was only an unintentional glance, the sense of danger of being a soldier in two lives seemed to have taken root in his consciousness, and he seemed to have some impressions when he thought about it suddenly, but when he thought about it carefully, it was indeed like a layer of fog. The dodging skills, the subtle hiding habits, and even the slightest movements hidden in the crowd seem to be familiar.

You can't go wrong.

His eyes skimmed over the few figures hidden in the people, and saw that several people disappeared in turn while others made up without a trace, so he turned around without leaving a trace.

Just after he seemed to have inadvertently arranged it, some of the reviews on the other side had already been posted. Although I don't know who is appreciating, but just looking at the line of Tibetan sharp fonts, you will know that it is a scholar, his reputation has spread at a very young age, whether it is virtuous or poetry is obvious to all, but in recent years, often in the palace, the flow of only a few teachers to explain the homework, those "when is the bright moon." The good words seem to have become a perfect sound.

Poetry is something that can be written as long as you have studied books, but the gap between good and bad is too big, and it is even more stormy to be passed down through the ages.

Yuan Ziyuan raised his head and looked at the comments behind his poems, some mistakes or the collocation between words are very pertinent, if it is changed in ordinary times, it can be regarded as the careful teaching of the elders to the younger generations, at this time, it is to go up with comments to meet, and it can be regarded as a share, but at this time, he has no mind at all, and walks under the poems made by Li Chengqian. Looking at those red comments, my eyes seemed a little blank

Li Chengqian pouted at the comments of those old pedants, turned around and looked in the direction of the private room, and bared his teeth mischievously. Just thinking about his actions, those old men saw how to react, but Yuan Ziyuan came to Li Chengqian's side with a frustrated face, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say for a while, just bowed down and bowed, and retreated a little embarrassed.

Wu Yuanqing watched Yuan Ziyuan retreat, smiled and didn't seem to care, walked straight to the front of the list, looked at the poems made by Li Chengqian, shook his head, turned to look at Wan'er and said: "In the busy, I didn't say hello to the girl, and I hope I don't blame it." Then seeing that Wan'er was a little stunned, he smiled and said, "I don't know if the girl has the leisure to conspire with a crime?" ”

These words made Wan'er's face blush, turned around and glanced at Li Chengqian, and bowed slightly: "Wan'er is tired after a day of work, and her body is tired, so please be more considerate of Gongzi Wu." ”

It's just that Li Chengqian hasn't left, and even stared at her directly, she also stared at a little helpless for a while, she didn't know where to stay, she rejected Wu Yuanqing here, and Li Chengqian ignored it again, a big girl stood there in front of everyone, and she was about to cry aggrieved: "Huh? When I arrived, I forgot that Miss Wan'er was still here, forgive my sins."

Seeing him speak, he didn't blame him, Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly changed her smile and said: "Concubine Tang Wan'er, I have seen Li Gongzi, Li Gongzi is serious, and Gongzi is not to blame is also the nature of Raotian." ”

"Ha, I just saw the girl upstairs and wanted to talk to her, but I really saw that the girl was busy, and I couldn't bear to bother."

"Li Gongzi also saw Wan'er in the performance? Wan'er is really honored. Tang Wan'er's face turned red here, her relationship with Yuwen was not bad, and she had seen him a few times when she went to the backyard, although she didn't know what his identity was, but seeing that Li Xiuning loved him in every way, Yuwen also had some respect in her actions, and her status was not low.

"Naturally, I can't take my eyes off it." Li Chengqian smiled elegantly, "The hour is not early, since you are tired, go and rest." ”

That Tang Wan'er was flattered: "Thank you to Gongzi Li for the concubine." Then he glanced at Wu Yuanqing again, smiled softly and said sorry, although the other party's face was pale, but he finally turned around and left, just turned around and walked two steps, he did turn his head and walked back, picked up two poems made by Li Chengqian from the list, hid them on his chest, smiled apologetically at everyone, and disappeared into the crowd in a few steps: "Miss Wan'er is also a little stingy, such a good poem is not shared with us, what is the reason for secretly hiding?" Several scholars looked at Tang Wan'er who was walking away with a bit of playfulness, and when they saw her staggering, everyone seemed to have succeeded, laughing.

Li Chengqian was really tired, but before leaving, he walked to another list, looked at Fang Cai Yuan Ziyuan's poems, pondered for a while, and then nodded and said, "Well, good poetry." After that, I read a few more poems, sometimes shaking my head and sometimes meeting the hearty, but I didn't hesitate to praise it, and said, "This is also a good poem." Soon after, Li Chengqian read all the poems of the people.

"Although it is often said that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, but if it is mixed with forces, it is not beautiful." As he spoke, he smacked his lips as if he had taste, and said, "What if you give in one step?" ”

In Yicui Building, Li Chengqian pulled Li Chengqian towards the door with a stinky face, and I am afraid that today's matter will be spread by everyone tomorrow. For Li Chengqian, this committee is really not a good reputation, but for Wu Yuanqing, it is a hundred times more serious. But this is indeed a great event for Yicuilou and Tang Wan'er, and the news that the newly promoted Ying Guo's son-in-law is jealous of others for Tang Wan'er will naturally become the latest talking point on the streets.

The main forces on both sides are gone, and the excitement is gone, but many people are still sitting under the stars and talking, or talking about what they have seen and heard recently, or glad that the trip is worthwhile, or talking about the odds of winning between singers in twos and threes.

"This little monkey, why doesn't he always look like he can't grow up."

"I think the Yuan family kid is good, and if he is carefully trained, he is also a good seedling." A few old guys upstairs were peeling oranges, listening to one person say this, but Zheng Lu Shoucheng, who was on the side, shook his head: "It's not too strong, you have to temper, temper, and it can be useful." ”

"Hmmm! Yes, too! "Naturally, it was the old man of the Cui family who spoke.

glanced sideways at Cui Zhiren, gently stuffed the orange into his mouth, and tasted it for a long time before arriving.

"Just like this newly cultivated early orange, if the solar term is not enough, it is sour." As he spoke, he spit out the orange and said to the others: "Let's just say that this thing that reverses the five elements tastes wrong." ”

"Huh? Lu Shoucheng, Lu Shoucheng, who grabbed the most when Tangquan Palace sent green vegetables? The old man still remembers what someone said at the beginning? It seems that he has a bad memory, he lowered his head and kept chattering, and the old man Zheng on the side suddenly said: "Spring planting and autumn harvest are the principles of heaven and earth, how can you do the opposite?" It's ridiculous to grow green vegetables in winter! Absurd! ”

"Hmmm! Yes, too! ”

The old god of Lu Shoucheng was watching a group of old guys playing treasure, hehe smiled and didn't care, but looked at Li Chengqian's back and said thoughtfully: "This kid~ is really a person who comes out of the vertical and horizontal, and he can see through people's sophistication." ”

"It's still too angry!"

"You have to hone and hone before you can be useful!"

"Hmmm! Yes, too! ”