Keep in mind!

"Qinglian, look, that little thief is also here, ha, I didn't look carefully before, I didn't think that this guy looks quite handsome, with big eyes, double eyelids, and a good nose bridge, hehe, this looks pretty good, I don't know how to learn?"

While Hongqing was looking at others, on the female guest seat opposite, Laiaqi's big eyes were also rolling around, and when he saw Hongqing sitting in the corner, he was happy, pulled Qinglian, who was sitting quietly, and commented on Hongqing with a smile. （）

"Dead Nizi, look at it so carefully, shouldn't it be a spring heart?"

There are always many beautiful daughters, because of this, every time Qinglian participates in the literary meeting, she is generally sitting upright, afraid of causing undue trouble, and this time is no exception, she is sitting upright demurely, Leng Buding was so disturbed by Laiqi, and looked at the past along his line of sight, only to find that Hongqing was on the opposite side, but there was no special feeling, but he had the heart to laugh at Laiqi.

"Tsk, how can it be, aunt and grandmother, I am the daughter of a duke, and there is no shortage of such a little reserve."

Lai Yaqi was laughing happily to herself, and was suddenly teased by Qing Lian like this, her face turned red, but her mouth was still hard, but when she saw it, she smacked her lips disdainfully, and made a disdainful look to cover up her words.

"Dead Nizi, still hard-mouthed, I gave the flute as a love token, pretending to be reserved at this time, or will my little sister help you be a matchmaker?"

Seeing Lyachy blushing and pretending to be tough there, Qinglian couldn't help laughing, and then teased Lyachy again.

"Ah, you dead girl, you dare to make fun of your aunt and grandmother, see that I don't strangle you."

Lai Yaqi is the second daughter of the hereditary first-class princess Oro Dai, and she is the most bold by nature, to put it bluntly, she is a little arrogant, no matter how many pairs of eyes are watching at this time, she is so excited by Qing Lian, even if she is annoyed, she reaches out to scratch Qing Lian's itch regardless of it, and the two women suddenly make a mess.

"Lianxue, which girl is wearing the light blue cheongsam?"

At this time, the literary comparison has not yet begun, and there is a lot of commotion everywhere, but no matter how much trouble you make, it can't compare to two beauties flirting with each other, right? No, as soon as Lai Yaqi and Qinglian tossed like this, countless pairs of eyes looked at them all, and even Hongli, who was smiling and greeting Zhang Ruocheng, was also shocked, and when he saw Qinglian's beautiful appearance, Hongli's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he asked a question in a deep voice.

"So that the little prince will know that it is the youngest granddaughter of the first-class prince A Ling'a, named Qinglian, sixteen years old, and her talent is unparalleled, why, the little prince is moved?"

Zhang Ruocheng has a wide range of friends, the face is very familiar, just one glance, he has already said the root of Qinglian, and then look at Hongli's eyes are transparent, he can't help but be funny, this laughed and joked Hongli.

"Lian Xue laughed, yo, everyone is almost here, it's time to start this Wenbi."

was said by Zhang Ruocheng to be in his mind, Rao is Hongli was thick-skinned, but he couldn't help but blush, and he was busy playing with Wang Gu left and right.

"Oh, alright, let's get started."

Zhang Ruocheng and Hongli have always been familiar with each other, and they know that Hongli is covering it up indiscriminately, but he did not say anything to expose it, but responded with a smile, and then stood up, slapped his hands a few times, and suppressed the noise in the courtyard, and then coughed lightly, cleared his throat slightly, and said loudly: "Everyone, I am very happy that everyone can come to the mansion to gather, this time the text is still according to the old practice, with poetry and literature to win, pen, ink, paper and inkstone have been prepared, those who are willing to do it, and please come forward to sway, there are no rules, the public is at your own convenience." ”

"Come first, throw bricks and lead jade, if there is a place, please Zhu Gonghai Han is one!"

"Okay, come too!"

"Li is also ugly!"

……

The people who came here to participate in the meeting are not the young talents of Beijing, or the famous people from all provinces who came to Beijing to prepare for the exam, all of them are very high-spirited, and no one wants to be subservient to others, no, Zhang Ruocheng's words just fell, and several people grabbed it together, and squeezed to the middle of the courtyard in front of a few sheets with great interest, and performed with a splash of ink.

"Hey, look, that little thief is dozing off, oh my God, it's such a silver-like pewter head, it's really blind to my fine silver flute!"

Hongqing is not very interested in poetry and other things, even if Li Du's masterpiece in the Tang Dynasty is in front of him, if it is not necessary, Hongqing will not take a second look, let alone the bullshit limericks made by the so-called young talents in front of him, plus he is tired for days, he is really tired at this time, and he is even more lazy to listen to the disease-free moaning of the people, so he simply closes his eyes and recuperates, and he is out of sight, but at this time, the eyes of the vast majority of people are attracted by those performers, Hongqing's lazy performance was not afraid of others noticing, but he didn't think that this scene was seen by Laiqi, and when he was angry, he grabbed Qinglian's arm and muttered exaggeratedly.

"Poof!"

Qinglian has always been enjoying the performances of a group of talents, and he really hasn't glanced at Hongqing's place, and when he heard Laiach say this, he immediately looked sideways, and happened to see Hongqing's head dozing off little by little, and couldn't help but be happy.

Damn, how did he come too!

Hongli has always been staring at Qinglian in secret, and he noticed that something was wrong with the situation, and as soon as he turned back from his line of sight, he saw Hongqing, who was dressed in civilian clothes, dozing off in the back, and the fire of jealousy in his heart immediately surged up, and the hands hidden in the sleeves were tightly clenched into fists.

"Hoo ......"

Since he was a child, Hongli has always regarded Hongqing as the enemy of his life, and I don't know how many times he secretly vowed to surpass the opponent, the opportunity did not appear, but every time he collided, he was defeated by Hongli himself, whether it was argument or practice, Hongli has never had the upper hand once, and now, finally has a favorite object, and actually met Hongqing such a mortal enemy, which makes Hongli how can he not be angry, of course, angry and angry, Hongli did not act rashly, but silently gritted his teeth, secretly let out a sigh of air, and then slowly stood up.

"Ah, look, it's Hongli Shizi, he's going to make a move, ha, there must be a new work today, great, great!"

Hongli is also a frequent visitor to the literary meeting, there are a lot of acquaintances, he stood up like this, several young talents who originally planned to come forward to show their skills all consciously stopped, and there were quite a lot of people talking about it, no, Laiachi made a fuss again, grabbed Qinglian's arm, and shouted excitedly, the image of the whole nymphomaniac, Qinglian smiled bitterly, but there was no sarcasm, not for anything else, just because Qinglian also admired Hongli's erudition and talent, of course, It's just admiration, but it's far from worship.

"The princess invited, there is a poem, specially written for Miss Qinglian: The reason for the blooming flowers is late, and the shade of the building is covered with silk. It is advisable to believe in the truth, and the light is in the past. The deer park may as well swim freely, and the Mandarin Lake will be more uneven. Set up as a metaphor for a gentleman, and the incense tree is vague and poetry. ”

Hongli strode to the middle of the courtyard in front of a few sons, picked up the medium-sized wolf pen, closed his eyes as if he was groaning, and then shook his head, his eyes opened suddenly, and the pen was like flying, a poem was already on the paper, and at the end, he hugged his fists and walked towards all kinds of people, and finally fell on Qinglian's body with a hot gaze, and recited the poem in a full affectionate tone.

"Good poem, this poem deserves to be the best!"

"Yes, it's really good, Qinglian, Qinglian also, poetry is like its person, just right, good!"

"Wonderful!"

……

Hongli is a celebrity in Beijing, not only the prince's son, but also the assistant of the Ministry of Industry and the central bank, definitely a high-ranking and powerful person, coupled with the young and talented, the supporters can be described as many, at this time to show love in public, since it is even more arousing countless people to laugh and make a fuss.

"Qinglian, Qinglian, he wrote poetry for you, wow, that's great!"

As soon as Hongli's bold move came out, Qing Lian immediately blushed, but Lai Yaqi, who was beside him, came to his senses and shouted happily.

"Be quiet, don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

Qinglian didn't expect Hongli to come to such a hand at all, Fang's heart was suddenly in turmoil, and he was so ashamed that he didn't dare to raise his head for a while.

"What are you afraid of, if he is willing to write poems for me, then my aunt will be dizzy!"

Lai Yaqi ignored Qing Lian's burial, pushed Qing Lian back, and continued to shout with a big grin, and suddenly Qing Lian was so ashamed that even the roots of his ears burned red.

I'll take it, dare to rob the girl from the master, you kid is dead!

Hongqing was dozing off, Leng Buding was so troubled by Hongli, he suddenly woke up, and then looked at his triumphant little face, Hongqing's heart surged wildly, but there was no gaffe, just slowly got up, didn't speak, just strode towards the center of the courtyard.

"Hey, who is that, Zhuyu is in front, and he dares to come on stage to show ugliness, I really don't know what to say!"

"No, this person is so familiar, could it be ......"

"Ah, it's King Ingun, oh my God, it's King Renjun here!"

……

The people who came to the meeting this time are all young talents, most of them have never seen Hongqing's face, but there are exceptions, in addition to Xiao Xuanwu, there are several sons of the old prince's family who have seen Hongqing, but Hongqing is dressed in civilian clothes at this time, and he can't recognize it for a while......

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