Princess Lanling asked, "Sister-in-law, did you see this Luo Cheng at the banquet that night, what is your impression?" ”

Concubine Xiao's beautiful cheeks smiled faintly: "Young Junjie, his reputation is well deserved, in a few years, he may be able to become a talent who moves the world." ”

"Oh, my aunt thinks so highly of him, it makes us want to see it." Yuwen Eying's eyes widened beside her, and she was also very interested.

She is the only surviving child of Princess Yang Lihua of Leping, regarded as the pearl of the palm, when Yang Jian usurped the Northern Zhou Dynasty and established the Sui Dynasty, Yang Lihua couldn't accept it for a while, and was even more resentful of it, although Emperor Wen of Sui couldn't blame her, but he felt very guilty about her in his heart.

When Yuwen Eying chose a son-in-law, Yang Jian attached great importance to it, and almost called the noble children of the capital in Hongsheng Palace to try their skills.

Now, this Yuwen Eying is in her thirties, and her husband Li Min is the mainstay of Guanlong Li Valve, with huge power and incomparably noble.

Yang Caiyu, the ten-year-old little county lord, was not allowed to attend the dinner by his father that night, so he didn't see Luo Cheng composing poems on the spot, nor did he see the wonderful fight, he was a little sulky, after all, the girl's heart was on the side, and he muttered on the side: "In my opinion, it's not a big deal, it's not that Yu Chengdu was cut down with a few knives, and the martial arts are loose and ordinary, and it's far from it." ”

All the women are noble ladies who are married to women, and they are ridiculous when they hear it, what is the comparison, they just appreciate Luo Cheng's talent in writing poetry, not because of his martial arts.

Concubine Xiao smiled and said, "How can you talk about it the same way?" Yu Chengdu is currently the number one master of the Great Sui military, and it is not ashamed to beat him. Luo Cheng is only fourteen years old, he can have such martial arts, it is not easy for a young man to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions, he is much stronger than those noble children in the capital, plus he has outstanding literary talent, such a young man, is Yu'er still not in her eyes? ”

"Hehe, that's it, sister, I want to see, what kind of Ruyi Langjun Yu'er is looking for in the future, she must be both civil and military, and the first capable person in the Great Sui, right?" Yang Caihuan, the lord of Nanyang County, is her sister, and she usually has a deep sisterhood, but sometimes, she will make fun of her.

"Hmph, it's better than my brother-in-law!" Although Yang Caiyu is only ten years old, her mind is already close to that of a big girl, and she can hear praise and disapproval.

"Hey, Xiao Nizi is not big, so she knows how to choose a son-in-law?" Several aunts and cousins all laughed.

"I'm still young, so I don't think about it, but if I want to choose in the future, I must choose a big hero, and it is a must for civil and military all-rounders!" Yang Caiyu is serious, with a longing for the future in her eyes.

All the girls are from the past, listening to Xiao Nizi's words, she has a clear eye, a dignified appearance, covering her sleeves, and smiling even more happily.

………

Luo Zhaoyun, Changsun Wuji and others also rented a boat, moved out the name of Changsun Shenggongzi, and got a good boat very smoothly.

The two guards of the Changsun Mansion went to buy some food and chrysanthemum wine, boarded the boat, and swam the lake for lunch.

"There are so many ships, it is estimated that in the capital, many noble children and dignitaries have come out to say goodbye to the autumn." The eldest grandson Wuji looked at the nearly 100 boats on Furong Lake and couldn't help but sigh.

The lake and mountains, the ripples, the ethereal singing, on many painting boats, the singing and dancing are leveling, and the sound of silk and bamboo is endless.

"Brother Luo, I heard that there is a championship in Hualou in the afternoon, mainly in the Tongque Building, Red Sleeve Wei, Miaoyin Pavilion three lines to compete, I don't know which one you are optimistic about, we can bet in advance?"

Luo Zhaoyun said with a smile: "Choose Miaoyin Pavilion." ”

"Miaoyin Pavilion? But how did I hear the guards say, this time the most unadvantaged is the Miaoyin Pavilion, and the bronze bird tower and the red sleeve wei have the greatest chance. ”

"Those have a big chance of winning, but the odds are small, and they can't make anything, so it's better to bet on Miaoyin Pavilion, once they win, they can win more."

"Makes sense." The eldest grandson Wuji felt that what he said was good.

"I don't know how to judge this time, who is higher and who is lower?"

The eldest grandson Wuji said: "It is said that firstly, according to the size of the voice of the on-site audience, and secondly, there are several high-ranking officials, great Confucians, and celebrities in the court, who form a jury to participate in the commentary, and when combined, they are all superior in order to win." ”

Guo Xiaoke also has some knowledge, and said on the side: "Like Miaoyin Pavilion, if you just play the piano, the crowd can't understand it very well, isn't it a little weaker, and the voice is not obvious, so you will lose the first move, I'm afraid it's inferior." ”

"Well, that's what many people think!" Eldest Sun Wuji nodded.

Guo Xiaoke sighed: "I heard that the heads of these three Qinglou can all write words, be good at talking, entertain wonderfully, evaluate characters, have a degree of answers, and there is an endless stream of scholars and nobles, and their energy should not be underestimated." ”

Luo Zhaoyun showed a mysterious smile on his face, the good show of competing for the Oiran was about to be staged in the afternoon.