At this time, the scholar next to him had not finished leaving, and when he saw this, he surrounded him again, staring at Han Rui, just waiting for Meng Dongming to say a word, but to everyone's surprise, Meng Dongming suddenly lost his stereo, just looked Han Rui up and down, as if he was looking at something rare.

Zhou Wei couldn't hold his breath and said: "Mr. Meng, even if he is not a thief, he is also a liar, he dares to forge invitations, intending to sneak into the banquet, I don't know what to ...... in peace."

"Who said it was fake." Meng Dongming said: "It's hard to say anything else, but this invitation can't be more real." ”

"Why?" Someone asked curiously.

"It's written by Old Man Yan himself, and there can be fakes." Meng Dongming said, looked at Han Rui again, and said strangely: "However, what kind of character is the little brother, and if you can get this invitation written by Old Man Yan himself, the identity should not be simple." ”

Ah, everyone was surprised, and immediately understood the weight of this invitation, shook their heads, and looked at Han Rui in unison, could it be that he was a child of a famous family.

The invitation card written by Master Yan himself, after entering the door, he naturally enjoyed the VIP service, and the number of people who can have this treatment will definitely not be very large, Meng Dongming is one of them, so he was surprised by Han Rui's identity.

Don't doubt that in the hierarchical society, there are other concepts that are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and they are accustomed to ordinary things, which is why they are also going to the banquet, these young scholars who came first stayed outside, and some late dignitaries and nobles sat inside, and the different treatment did not make them disgusted and angry, but played a role in inspiring, I believe that one day, with their own efforts, squeezed into it.

"Impossible." Before Han Rui could answer, Zhou Wei next to him exclaimed: "What identity can he have, he is just a rural villager, Bai Ding, how can there be an invitation to Xuezheng, it must have been stolen." ”

Stole? This possibility cannot be ruled out, maybe it is preconceived, or it is out of envy and jealousy, anyway, everyone still has doubts in their hearts, but the few young people who know about it remain silent and do not open their mouths to explain, as if they want to see Han Rui's jokes.

"Eh, Zhou Wei, how do you say that everyone is a fellow countryman, it's just a matter of not helping, there's no need to be so poisonous." Han Rui said unhappily: "I put on a big hat when I open my mouth, either stealing or robbing, can't it be other reasons, for example, Yan Daru saw that I was naturally smart and talented, so he sent me an invitation to attend his birthday banquet so that I could discuss knowledge with him." ”

"It's just you...... Haha, I'm afraid I don't even know a few words, and I still want to discuss knowledge with Yan Xuezheng. Zhou Wei laughed wildly, tears coming out of the corners of his eyes.

The people next to him didn't believe it either, they shook their heads one after another, and made mocking remarks, feeling that Han Rui was too arrogant and didn't know how thick the sky was.

"Why not." Han Rui said seriously: "There must be my teacher in the threesome, and when Confucius is still not ashamed to ask, can it be said that Yan Daru's knowledge has reached the extreme, and there is no need to study anymore." ”

"Naturally not, there is no end to learning, and the old man does not dare to say that he has exhausted his knowledge in the world." Meng Dongming replied, and the mocking laughter of everyone gradually stopped.

"You're confusing the public." After hesitating, Zhou Wei snorted and scolded: "We are saying that you are not qualified to discuss knowledge with Yan Xuezheng, don't divert the topic." ”

This kid is not stupid, he glanced at Zhou Wei, and Han Rui said loudly: "Whether you are qualified or not, you don't count." After a pause, knowing that someone would refute it, he hurriedly added: "Of course, it doesn't matter what I said, it's best to invite Yan Daru out and let him make this decision." ”

There is a way that the king of Hades is easy to provoke, and the little ghost is difficult, Han Rui also believes in Meng Dongming's words, since this invitation is written by Master Yan himself, he is not afraid that he will not recognize it, as for whether it was given to him by him, Han Rui has a clear conscience, there is no need to be afraid.

It seems to make some sense, but not everyone thinks so, at least Zhou Wei is not, and when he heard it, he scoffed and said: "What kind of character is Yan Xuezheng, the birthday star of today, he can't be busy in the house now, where is there time to pay attention to you." ”

Han Rui smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then I won't bother too much and go back first." ”

"Look, show the horse's feet." Zhou Wei said mockingly: "In the end, I am still weak and scared, and I want to run." ”

"Yes, if you don't give it when you go in, you can't go back." Han Rui clasped his hands and said, "Let's say it, what do you want." ”

"In the old man's opinion, this matter is also simple." Pressing his hand slightly, signaling everyone to stop for a while, Meng Dongming said kindly: "Let's go in and inform my brother and sister, what is going on, naturally I will understand clearly." ”

Meng Dongming spoke, of course everyone had no other opinions, but the expressions of a few people suddenly turned bad, Zhou Wei was even more unwilling, with his understanding of Master Yan, he knew that no matter what the ins and outs of the matter were, at this time of celebrating his birthday, Master Yan must have revealed it with a smile, and in the end, most of them would not be able to do it, it was too cheap Han Rui.

Wasting a lot of lips, even a small village man couldn't help it, so Zhou Wei was embarrassed, frowned, thought about it, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Meng, some small things, really don't bother Yan Xuezheng, as long as you try a little, you can know whether what he said is true or false." ”

"How do you try it?" Meng Dongming said with interest.

"Simple." Someone said: "Didn't he say that he wanted to discuss knowledge with Yan Xuezheng, then make a poem, let us evaluate and appreciate it, and see if he has this qualification." ”

"Good!"

When it comes to the things that scholars and scholars are most interested in, it is none other than the poetry of the book, and the person's proposal was immediately unanimously applauded by everyone, however, not only a few young people who knew about it, but even Zhou Wei's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted: "Don't use it as a poem, just let him tell what Yan Xuezheng looks like." ”

It's a pity that in the midst of the noise, Zhou Wei's words were like drops of water into the sea, instantly drowning in them.

In fact, Zhou Wei has woken up, and the non-stop folding flower chant in Yangzhou is from Han Rui's hand, so it is really possible that the invitation was sent by Master Yan, but now, it has really become difficult to ride a tiger, and there is no way but to hold on.

Stretching out his hand to signal, everyone's voices gradually weakened, and Meng Dongming smiled: "Little brother, what do you think?" ”

"No problem, poetry articles, that's my forte." Han Rui said with a smile, and his unashamed appearance made many people feel disgusted.

"Who can't just say it, do it quickly, we'll listen to ......"

"Listen up, first sentence." Han Rui tilted his head and thought for a moment, pointed to the wooded riverside caravan boat nearby, and said with a smile: "The ancient wood is a short canopy ...... in the shade." ”

"Well, that's the case." Meng Dongming commented.

"General."

"Don't stop, keep going."

In the urging voice, Han Rui raised the bamboo basket in his hand and said with a smile: "I will carry the bamboo basket across the east of the bridge." ”

"Haha...... What kind of verse is this? ”

"I'm afraid that even a three-year-old child is several times stronger than this."

After a moment of silence, everyone burst into laughter, saying everything and mocking them.

Zhou Wei immediately put his mind at ease, feeling that he was really worried in vain, how could a good poem be so easy to make, when he was Cao Zijian, who was only eight buckets high.

Han Rui looked at everyone, as if he thought their performance was interesting, and he was also full of smiles, but Meng Dongming didn't smile, but said with a pleasant face: "Good poetry, good, is there anything else?" ”

"What do you think, sir?" Han Rui asked without answering.

Meng Dongming said with a smile: "The first sentence is appropriate to the situation, and the second sentence is realistic, so it naturally deserves to be a good poem." ”

"Hehe, Mr. still understands poetry." Han Rui smiled: "If it weren't for you today, I wouldn't be too lazy to chant it, anyway, it's all playing the piano to the cow, why bother." ”

"Boy, arrogant ......"

It was Meng Dongming who stopped the reprimand, and said with a friendly smile: "Don't worry about them, can you tell me." ”

"Absolutely." Han Rui smiled lightly: "But you have to stand firm, don't get drunk after listening." ”

"Don't worry, the old bones are still strong, and they can't be poured." Meng Dongming replied, once again stopping the cynicism of others, revealing a strong look of curiosity, and making a posture of listening attentively.

"Then I'm going to chant." After being silent, Han Rui looked up and chanted leisurely: "The ancient wood is a short canopy in the shade, I carry a bamboo basket to cross the east of the bridge, wet my clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, and the wind blows cold willows." ”