When the people in the curtain scolded Xiao Liu, some people had already come out to see the excitement, and a group of Sven people gathered, and suddenly there was such a vulgar scolding, and everyone's gossip heart rose.

When a group of people came out of the curtains, they saw the scene of Steinhy's gorgeous fall into the water. A burst of exclamations erupted in the crowd, and then hurried to Liu Hao's side. Several literati who were good friends with Steich rushed to the front, but more people came to see the excitement, and it was more real to see it when they were closer.

In winter, the water in Luoshui is shallow, and the place where Steiny fell into the water is on the shore, even if he sits in the water, he has only just drowned to his chest. Liu Hao shook his head in disappointment, thinking that this product would have to drink a few sips of water, with the current medical conditions, pneumonia would not be able to escape.

Steich struggled to his feet, soaking wet, his lips turning color from the freezing water. Shi Taixi trembled and walked two steps to the shore, and after seeing the crowd running over, he pointed at Liu Hao and shouted hoarsely: "Kill him for me!" ”

There has always been no shortage of servants who kneel and lick the powerful, and this phenomenon is even more prominent in a feudal society like the Tang Dynasty. When the literati at the head heard Shi Taixi's words, they knew that he was fine, so they immediately pounced on Liu Hao, shouting insulting words that insulted Sven and insulted the noble son, and the role of the dog's leg was full of play.

Liu Hao looked at Shi Taixi, who was staggering from the river: "I won't say anything about scolding me for no reason last time, and today I still want to get involved with my woman, do you think I won't beat you?" ”

After speaking, Liu Hao raised his foot, and in the shouts of the group of people "stop", he kicked Shi Taixi in the face, and then the eldest son of the Shi family lay down in the water in a panic, and his head was gurgling with a bunch of bubbles after entering the water.

Liu Hao clapped his hands, can you drink enough this time?

The dog-legged people watched Shi Taixi fall into the water again, and they were extremely angry, so they casually pulled out their sabers, and then slashed at Liu Hao like crazy.

The literati and gentlemen of the Tang Dynasty could practice the six arts, so these people's kung fu was not bad. But it's just good, those people didn't rush to Liu Hao with their sabers before they were stopped by Liu San and Xiaoliu.

"Stop!"

The crowd parted, and Wang Wan appeared in Liu Hao's sight. As soon as the old guy came out, both sides stopped fighting.

Although Wang Wan is only a nine-grade Luoyang lieutenant, his status in the Luoyang literati circle is not low. Not everyone can do things like editing books. Tang Xuanzong's hand-picked Wang Wan to participate is in itself an affirmation of Wang Wan, plus Wang Wan is old and willing to bring his juniors, no one dares to disobey his words.

Wang Wan hated iron and looked at Shi Taixi's doglegs: "Don't you help Shi Dalang out?" When several people heard this, they hurriedly went to the shore to help Stechy, who had just gotten up.

Wang Wan walked up to Liu Hao: "Zhicai, what's going on?" Why did you fight with Shi Jialang? ”

Liu Hao's face was innocent: "He wants to kill me, but his skills are not as good as others." ”

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd. But Liu Hao was right, just now Shi Taixi was indeed clamoring to kill Liu Hao, and Shi Taixi's people did pull out the knife.

Wang Wan was very embarrassed, one was the nephew of the Ming Mansion, the other was the New Year's friend he had just met, or the life-saving benefactor of his daughter. No matter how you deal with it, it will not satisfy both parties.

Steich was carried to Wang Wan's side, soaking wet and covered in sludge, just like the personable person just now. Falling into the water twice took away all the heat in his body, and now his eyes are glaring at Liu Hao, and his lips are trembling and he can't speak.

Wang Wan sighed and said to Stein's subordinates: "Why are you still stunned?" Hurry up and send it home. On such a cold day, don't fall ill. ”

Liu Hao walked to Wang Wan's side and asked in a low voice, "It's very difficult?" ”

Wang Wan nodded: "No matter what, he is the nephew of the Ming Mansion, and Zhicai is Meng Lang today." ”

Liu Hao smiled: "I already beat him once a year ago, and today I didn't look long and came over again to get a horse for Ling'er, I already feel merciful if I didn't kill him." ”

Wang Wan smiled unnaturally: "Zhicai is really good at pleasing women." And all the men were assembled, and went to speak in the tents. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Rong is here to introduce a high-level talent, although he was born in a businessman's family, but his talent is rare in the world. Poetry, music, calligraphy, and gewu can all be self-contained," Wang Wan habitually stroked his beard, pointed at Liu Hao with one hand and said with a smile, "Zhicai, don't you want to say hello to you?" ”

Liu Hao blushed a little when Wang Wan said it, is it okay for us to be thin-skinned, so in the public, we will definitely become the "target" of this group of talented people. ”

Liu Hao stubbornly arched his hand towards this group of talents: "A certain Liu Hao and Liu Zhicai, I have seen you." ”

"Haha, don't be polite, a certain Du Fu Du Zimei. The Lantern Festival song "Qingyu Case" is really envious of my brother, the sentence "The crowd is looking for him thousands of times, looking back at dusk, but the person is in the lamplight" for the brother Zi Weide After reading it, he has never forgotten it. ”

The white-clothed man next to Wang Wan is actually Du Fu, he is really handsome, no wonder Wanting will never forget him. Liu Hao wondered why Du Fu was so miserable in history since Du Fu's appearance was off the charts and he spoke properly?

"Huh? I also read that long and short sentence at Mr. Weide, but I didn't expect that the person who made this good sentence was a young man, and he deserved to be worshipped! The other scholar was also excited, and solemnly bowed at Liu Hao.

Liu Hao hurriedly grabbed him: "Don't be like this, it's a game with your own lady, my brother is like this, but I am ashamed." ”

Wang Wan said on the side: "At that time, the old man happened to be present, Zhicai took a few celebrities to enjoy the lanterns, one of her celebrities suddenly asked Zhicai to compose a poem, a curiosity approached, I didn't expect a peerless good word has been exported, I think the old man if he doesn't eavesdrop, almost missed!" Afterwards, the old man was fortunate to get acquainted with Zhicai, and he put the ink treasure of this article at home with a cheeky face, and every time he read it, he couldn't put it down. ”

Everyone smiled when they heard this, praising Wang Wan's insight and eavesdropping. The scholar couldn't stand it anymore, and took Liu Hao's hand and laughed happily.

"Brother Qingchen, I came to Luoyang that day and was not convinced by my Luoyang talents, can you be convinced now?" Du Fu came up and smiled at the scholar for a while.

"Haha, Zimei Mo is going to laugh again." The scholar smiled very freely, then turned to Liu Hao and said: "A certain Yan Zhenqing, the word Qingchen, just arrived in Luoyang Biwen a few days ago, and only after I didn't think about it did I feel that I was arrogant. Not to mention Zimei and Zhicai, but this little brother made a certain shame. After speaking, he pointed to a teenager not far away.

When the young man saw a group of people looking at him, he blushed very shyly, and raised his hand to salute: "Xiaosheng Cen Shen." I've seen your brothers. ”

Liu Hao looked at everyone blankly, damn it! What a literati gathering! One Du Fu was enough for him to be stunned, and he didn't expect that this modest scholar was actually Yan Zhenqing, a master of calligraphy, and that shy little Zhengtai turned out to be Cen Shen, a poet who was both civil and military in the future.

A small gathering of literati can meet so many historical celebrities, and in the future, the heavens and the earth will open and there may be many celebrities and gentlemen. Thinking about all these people leaving ink treasures in heaven and earth, Liu Hao secretly rejoiced, haha, it's gone! Make a fortune!

For a while, Liu Hao and a group of scholars were greeting each other, these people will be the mouthpiece for spreading the reputation of heaven and earth in the future, and the relationship must be good.

After the greetings, everyone sat down one after another, and a small horse with a lot of water gathered around the low table.

To be honest, sitting with a group of celebrities, Liu Hao is still a little nervous, but Wang Wan is not a dull person, everyone else is a young person, and there is nothing restrained in words, so that Liu Hao once again appreciates the personality charm of the Tang literati: elegant but not pedantic, romantic but not sven.

"Brother Zhicai, on this occasion there are all the celebrities in Luoyang, why not write a poem, and let a certain crowd also feast their ears." A scholar at the next table, who was slightly older than Liu Hao, said loudly to him, and the others immediately echoed him, and even Du Fu Wang Wan applauded.

Liu Hao stood up and arched his hand at everyone: "You guys are really embarrassed, the article is natural, and I know it by chance." How can the younger brother say that he can make poems when he writes poems? Think about it. ”

"The article is natural, and the magic hand knows it. Good sentences, good sentences, just these two sentences should be a drink! Wang Wan slapped the table excitedly and stood up, holding the wine glass and said loudly, half of the wine in the wine glass was sprinkled on Liu Hao's body, this old guy must have done it on purpose, Liu Hao muttered indignantly.

"Haha, I have also read Zhicai's poems, I don't want Zhicai to be sad in the poems at a young age, but now I am not worried about the poems?" Not far away, a scholar saw Liu Hao keep bowing his head and joked happily.

Liu Hao bowed his hand to him slightly:

"The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor. Worried about the new words.

Now I know the taste of sorrow, and I want to talk about it. I want to talk about it. But the weather is cool and autumn. ”

Except for Wang Wan, who seemed to have Alzheimer's disease collectively, everyone opened their mouths wide in shock, and some didn't even know that their chopsticks and wine glasses had dropped.

Liu Hao couldn't help but feel proud when he looked at everyone's reactions, hehe! Do you still want to see me make a fool of myself?

At this moment, a hearty laugh came from a distance: "Where is the virtue?" Don't be surprised if you come uninvited for your brother. ”

Liu Hao looked up and saw that a middle-aged man was striding towards this side, slightly older than Wang Wan, but much more energetic than Wang Wan, with a long beard swaying left and right as he walked, which was very dusty.

Liu Hao looked at this intently, not knowing what kind of god this was, but he actually called Wang Wan by his name. It's getting more and more interesting.