After Yin Ruxin left, it took a while for Yang Yaozong to return to the hall. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He had just sat down, picked up an osmanthus cake and took a bite, but he hadn't swallowed it yet. That Wang Youwei said to Yang Yaozong: "Lord Taisun Taifu, everyone here today arrived early to participate in the poetry meeting held by the Great Prince, and you are the only one who is late. And Lord Yang was named Taisun Taifu at such a young age, presumably there must be a gully in his chest, and he has profound knowledge, why not take the lead in writing a poem, let me and others here learn from Taisun Taifu. It's not in vain to wait for Taisun Taifu for so long. ”

Wang Youwei is a grandson and a master, and his attitude seems to be respectful, and the reason is so full that people can't shirk it. In fact, he is deliberately emphasizing to everyone that since Yang Yaozong can't make poems for Taisun Taifu, or the poems he makes are too mediocre, then what he has heard recently is not rumors, but the truth.

Yang Yaozong ignored this guy, ate an osmanthus cake in a few bites, and picked up another piece to eat. Yang Yaozong went down the mountain directly after training, and he hadn't eaten yet, and he was very hungry at this time. As for what the king said, he pretended not to hear. The heart said that this guy has a grudge against me, before going out, he was looking for trouble, and when he came back, he was looking for trouble. Whatever he does, fill his stomach first.

Everyone present was a little stunned when they saw Yang Yaozong's eating appearance, where is this what a talented person should look like, it is really insulting. Someone started whispering.

Yin Ruxin looked at Yang Yaozong's eating style, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt cute. It's really a lover's eye.

Mu Qinghan next to him frowned and looked at him and said, "What are you doing with such a gobble?" And no one robs you. ”

Yang Yaozong smiled and said to her: "I haven't eaten anything since noon, and my stomach is hungry." Won't you rob me? I'll eat them all. ”

Mu Qinghan was ridiculed by Yang Yaozong's blushing face and whispered: "Whoever robs you, you will eat it all if you can." I'm afraid to kill you. ”

The two of them spoke in a small voice, and no one else could hear them. Wang Youwei saw Yang Yaozong eating there, and he laughed with Mu Qinghan and ignored himself. Then he said in a loud voice with some anger: "Lord Yang, as the grandson and the prince, you are so arrogant, I respectfully ask Lord Yang for advice, Lord Yang is so lazy, so that I and others here are too disappointed." Or Lord Yang, you don't know how to compose poetry at all, then I won't embarrass Lord Taisun Taifu! ”

Yang Yaozong finished eating the osmanthus cake in his hand and took a sip of tea. With a charming smiling face, he stared at Wang Youwei coldly and said, "This brother is... ”

Wang Youwei was almost turned back by Yang Yaozong's anger and said urgently: "Under the surname Wang Youwei, it is... ”

"Oh, Brother Wang, Brother Wang is so humble to ask Yang for advice three times and twice, and Yang is not easy to shirk, and he will not hesitate to teach you. It's just that I'm worried that I'm the first to do this Tanabata poem today, and I'm afraid that it will be difficult for everyone here to do it again. Yang Yaozong's tone was calm, not salty or light.

Wang Youwei was almost turned upside down by Yang Yao's anger, and he couldn't speak for a long time "you, you, you".

"Humph! is so crazy, the old man wants to see what you are capable of. This was said by Dai Yuan Dai Lao. He stared at Yang Yaozong with some anger at this time.

Xu Qiuhao also raised his head and bowed to Yang Yaozong: "Next is last year's imperial examination champion Xu Qiuhao, now serving in the household department, and he also has some nicknames in poetry. His tone was arrogant, and he meant to ask for advice with an open mind.

Yang Yaozong saw that the old man who seemed to have the demeanor of an immortal family reprimanded him in a cold tone, he didn't dare to drag it out, but when he saw Xu Qiuhao's unruly appearance, he was simply provoking, and he was unhappy in his heart. smiled and asked Xu Qiuhao rhetorically: "Brother Xu Zhuangyuan, I don't know how long you have admired my name for a long time." Yang really doesn't know when he began to become famous. ”

"Hehehehe, Yang Yaozong, you are really interesting, this son likes it, today you will make a poem, if you really do it well, this son will no longer be embarrassed by you. You're going to have to show what you're capable of, right? Jing Yu, the second son of the second son, who had been smiling and grinning, stared at Yang Yaozong with a smile. After speaking, he didn't forget to give Yang Yaozong a wink.

This was a flattering look from the second son, which gave Yang Yaozong goosebumps.

The eldest prince couldn't do anything about his younger brother, so he smiled and said to Yang Yaozong: "Taisun Taifu will make the last one, that is, everyone here can no longer make this Qixi poem because of the poems written by Lord Yang, and the poems of Lord Yang will come out from the poetry meeting held by this son, which is also the honor of this son." It also added another reputation for the son of this world to be able to make friends with the grandson and the prince. “

Yin Ruxin has been looking at Yang Yaozong with a smile, and the thick memories in his eyes have not been concealed. But only Yang Yaozong can see it.

Yang Yaozong got up and saluted the eldest prince and said, "Then Yang will be disrespectful." “

When he walked to the middle of the hall, two Xiao Si carried a table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone to the middle of the hall, and one put the paper in place, pressed it with a paperweight, and stood respectfully beside the table. The other began to grind.

Yang Yaozong walked to the table, faced the prince, lifted the brush to think for a moment, and then put the brush down. The attention of the people in the hall was all on him, and when they saw him lifting the pen and putting it down, those who had criticized Yang Yaozong before showed mockery on their faces.

Yang Yaozong didn't care, raised his head to the beautiful eyes of Shangyin, and bowed to the prince: "Yang still doesn't know who the beautiful woman who accompanies His Royal Highness the prince is who is so immortal. “

Yin Ruxin heard Yang Yaozong praise himself so much in front of everyone, his jade face was blushing and shy, and his heart was even happier and sweeter.

Da Shizi was very fond of looking at Yin Ruxin, and looked at Yang Yaozong and said with a smile: "I think Taisun Taifu has only been in Tianjing City for a short time, and I don't know her yet." She is the newly elected Miss Oiran Yin Ru Xinyin during this year's Shangyuan Festival. ”

Yang Yaozong looked at Yin Ruxin deeply and said: "I don't know if Yang is lucky enough to let Miss Yin help Yang ghostwrite, Yang composes poems, and Miss Yin records here." ”

Yin Ruxin looked at Yang Yaozong with a smile, and then turned his head to look at Da Shizi.

Da Shizi didn't expect Yang Yaozong to make this request. However, he thinks that talented people write poems, and if they can be polished or recorded by beautiful people, it will add a good name to the talent. Even if this Yang Yaozong has no talent, he is a vassal and elegant person. Even if what he did today is not a good work, if there is a sound like a letter recorded for him, then he can still get some romantic fame. But the reputation of the merry man is not necessarily a good thing for his son-in-law. Da Shizi sneered in his heart, and still maintained an approachable smile on his face, and said to Yin Ruxin: "Since Taisun Taifu has this request, then Ben Shizi will agree to Taisun Taifu's request for Miss Yin." “

Yin Ruxin smiled and nodded to Da Shizi and said, "Ruxin, obey Da Shizi's orders." ”

She got up one by one, walked to Yang Yaozong's side lightly, and saluted Yang Yaozong: "The little woman is fortunate to be able to record poems for the Taisun Taifu. “

When Yang Yaozong picked up the brush with both hands and handed it to Yin Ruxin, without others being able to notice it, he lightly touched the hand that Yin Ruxin took the brush and said with a smile: "There is Miss Lao Yin." “

Yin Ruxin sensed that Yang Yaozong touched her hand lightly, she knew that he did it on purpose, her jade face turned crimson, and her heart beat faster and said, "This person is really bold." But I was very happy in my heart.

Yang Yaozong walked around the table, walked to the middle of the hall and the table, stomped a few steps in a similar manner, turned around and looked up and forgot about the outside of the hall, the sky was clear at this time, and through the hall, you could see the shining stars hanging in the deep night sky. Yang Yaozong said slowly: "

Morning Glory, the Han Girl of the Bright River.

Slender hands, zaza lanes.

All day long, sobbing like rain.

The river is clear and shallow, how much is it different? “

Yang Yaozong paused, waited for Yin Ruxin to record, raised his head and looked at him, he looked at Yin Ruxin's beautiful eyes and said deeply: "

Yingying is in the water, and the pulse is silent. ”

Yin Ruxin saw Yang Yaozong's affectionate eyes and heard the last line of poetry he said. When she wrote again, her hand trembling as she recorded the poem. She silently recited in her heart, "Yingying is in the water, and the pulse is silent." "Isn't this the situation between the two people who are talking about this?

After the whole poem was recorded, her eyes were full of mist, she put down the brush, gently wiped the corners of her eyes left and right with her sleeves, and saluted Yang Yaozong: "Taisun Taifu is really talented, and this Qixi poem she sang moved the little woman to tears."

Those who criticized Yang Yaozong just now had the character of Yang Yaozong's poems, but they all had the intention of ridiculing Yang Yaozong.

After a moment of calm, Yang Yaozong said calmly: "This poem is not good, and I don't dare to say that taking this poem will make the people here dare not write this Qixi poem again." Yang suddenly thought of a poem, but he was afraid that he really didn't dare to listen to it. ”

"Lord Yang, come quickly. Even if the old man doesn't do this Tanabata poem in the future, he must listen to the Tanabata poem you made. But it was Dai Yuan Dai Lao who spoke excitedly

Finish. Dai Lao listened to Yang Yaozong's poem, although it is not excellent, but it is also a rare masterpiece. He is also contemplating poetry in his heart, and he has no hobby, but he prefers poetry. I heard that Yang Yaozong still had a word to do. I was a little anxious to hear what Yang Yaozong said.

Yang Yaozong saluted the old man with a bit of immortal wind and bones, and said with a humble attitude: "The kid doesn't dare to show it in front of the old gentleman, but since the old gentleman wants to hear it, it doesn't hurt for the kid to groan." ”