Shen Yu chatted with Zhao for a long time, came out and didn't hear anything of value, and finally she lost her patience for idle talk, and said seriously: "Does Zhao Xian really want to be a blacksmith for the rest of his life?" With your talent and insight, any one of you is an official or a soldier, and your future is limitless, don't you have any ideas? ”

Isn't this girl trying to win me over? Zhao Xian said with a smile: "It is not easy for people to live a peaceful life, how can there be so many requirements." ”

Shen Yu looked Zhao Xian up and down a few times, and said with a chuckle: "There is only one chance, if you don't grasp it, you will really miss it." ”

Zhao Xian was silent for a moment, frowned at Shen Yu, and asked, "Your father asked you to come?" ”

Shen Yu giggled, shook his head and said: "I'm sorry Zhao Xiangongzi, my father is not interested in seeing you, the reason why the little girl is looking for you is because I will enter the palace in the spring of next year, and those guards in the palace are dumbfounded, and there is a lack of interesting people around them, it just so happens that Gongzi, your surname and physique are good, so ......"

Entering the palace? Missing an interesting person around? Can a woman in the palace have a man next to her? Don't you want me to be a eunuch?

Zhao Xian shuddered, and immediately got up and said embarrassedly: "Uh... That, thank you girl for lifting up, Zhao is a rough person, very 'rough' and 'rough', I really can't accompany you into the palace, so I will say goodbye! After speaking, Zhao Xian ran out in a panic.

"Hey, hey!" Zhao Xian ran away halfway through Shen Yu's words, and couldn't help but feel depressed for a while, with a little more anger on his pretty face, and said angrily: "Really, the prince of the East Palace is unwilling to read, what else can be like your eyes?" Hmph~" At this time, the little maid sneaked in, ran to Shen Yu's side, and complained: "Miss, how can you let that stupid big man become the prince's companion, so that you can't teach His Royal Highness the prince badly." ”

"You know what?" Shen Yu complained unhappily, his eyes flashed a few times, and he frowned and looked down sullenly.

Zhao Xian walked in the attic corridor with a gloomy face, eager to kick that Shen Yu to death, the maid is unreasonable, forget it, the young lady is also so virtuous, what kind of vision do you have, let me enter the palace? Is there such a tall and handsome eunuch? How many women have to send me to the palace are distressed to death.

"Squeak!" Suddenly, the door of the compartment next to Zhao Xian opened, and two figures walked out of it.

First of all, she is a delicate and delicate young woman with flowers, looking at the same age as the flower language, not tall, apricot eyes and peach face, extremely charming, plump buttocks and willow waist, mature and hot body, wind bun and sideburns, light sweep of the eyebrows and eyes with spring, the skin is delicate and soft like warm jade, the cherry mouth is not dotted and red, delicate and beautiful, the two strands of hair on the cheeks are gently brushed with the wind to add a bit of seductive style, belonging to the kind of trouble-level woman who wants to hug at first sight, Zhao Xian recognized at a glance, this is the shopkeeper of Wanbaolou said 'Mrs. Qingnu'.

What shocked Zhao Xian even more was that the feminine-looking, fair-skinned little scholar next to this lady turned out to be Ling Yue's elder brother and Ling Xian, who had a fight with Zhao Xian a few days ago.

When the two came out to see Zhao Xian, they were slightly stunned, and the beautiful lady glanced at Zhao Xian, her tender face burst red, and she hurriedly bowed, and hurriedly turned her head and went back.

Ling Xian coughed lightly, tidied up his clothes, and pretended to smile calmly: "It turned out to be Brother Zhao Xian, I invited you to come last time, and I thought you would miss the appointment, but I didn't expect you to really come, I really flattered me." ”

Lonely men and widows are in the same room, and they are sneaky, these two people have a love for each other, is it possible that a ripe peach is inserted into cow dung like this?

Zhao Xianhu glanced at Ling Xian suspiciously, and immediately reacted, what do I want to do so much? These two people have nothing to do with me, so there's nothing to be suspicious about. Zhao Xian patted Ling Xian's shoulder and said with a smile: "Good boy, you have some ability." ”

Ling Xian's face was a little embarrassed, he nodded and smiled, he didn't deny it, he just walked out with Zhao Xian, and said: "Last time, I admired Brother Zhao's talent very much, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to ask you for advice, and now I happen to meet in this 'literary meeting', if Brother Zhao doesn't overwhelm the crowd and open my eyes, I won't let Brother Zhao leave." Ling Xian said casually, but his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, he was first pulled off the horse by Zhao Xian, choked and speechless, and then the personal scholar was miserable and washed his pants for several days, and he almost was arrested in a prison cell if he wanted to take revenge, and he hated Zhao Xian in his heart.

Zhao waved his hand hurriedly and said modestly: "Zhao is a rough man, how dare he show ugliness in front of all the elders." ”

"Oh?" Ling Xian's eyes lit up, his pink cheeks carried a hint of sneer, and he asked, "Brother Zhao, isn't he afraid?" ”

This sissy, looking for a fight! He couldn't even understand the modest words, Zhao Xian was angry in his heart, and scolded: "I'm afraid of your brother-in-law, go up for a walk." ”

"Uh..." Ling Xian's face stiffened, and he choked hard at this foul word, then sneered and followed Zhao Xian out of the attic.

Now in winter, the weather is unusually cold, although the people outside are shivering, but no one retreats, after all, those who can stand here are all people with a certain identity and fame, and the grand occasion of many famous artists dancing together can not be easily missed.

Liu Zhifu, as the parent official of Changzhou, naturally acted as the host in this scene, and now he made the question, looking at the scribes below, Liu Zhifu said loudly: "Today, the talented people are gathered, and the poetry is a grand event, which coincides with the season when the dark fragrance and the shadow of the cold plum are in full bloom, Liu will make a Yongmei poem question, please do it." ”

Everyone in the field is not mediocre, I heard that I want to sing Mei in the snow, so I secretly called out that it was difficult, there are countless Yongmei poems, and it is not easy to make Yongmei's good poems in this short effort.

Everyone thought for a while, and Song Shuhuai, one of the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River, took the lead in standing up and said: "Song Shuhuai is ugly" After speaking, he entered the hall and wrote on the rice paper with an understatement: Ling Han is proud of the snow bath, and the summer is hot and sleepy. The spring of southern Yan is good, and the northern Xinjiang is Suyandan. Bingxin is lonely, and everyone is happy. Underestimate the short-sightedness, and smile at the country!

"Good!" Song Shuhuai had just finished writing, and there was a good explosion among the students, who could be the first to make it in such a short time, and they were students of Songshan Academy, of course, they were popular at home, and those old masters were all happy.

Seeing this, the son of the Liu Governor's Mansion stood up and said, "Student Liu Feiyue is also ugly!" After speaking, he also entered and wrote: The gentleman in the flowers is elegant, and the spectrum is full of romance and drunkenness. Arrogant and loyal and filial, plain-hearted and cold to kitsch.

The handwriting is neat, whether it is poetry or words, there is an invisible arrogance, and Song Shuhuai is on par.

"Bang Bang!" The audience exclaimed, all applause, worthy of the two of the four talents in Jiangnan with the highest voice, the response was extremely fast, and the two poems did not carry a 'plum' word, but the arrogance of the plum blossom was vividly displayed, this kind of skill is not casual.

Governor Liu's face was full of smiles, and he even nodded to Shen Lingshan, indicating that this is my son, and Liu Yan'er upstairs was also excited, pulling Huang Tiantian next to him and said, "See, that's my brother, what do you think of him?" ”

"Also... Pretty good! Huang Tiantian replied absentmindedly, and didn't know what to think about, Liu Yan'er sighed slightly when she saw this, shook her head and said: "Don't look for it, that little blacksmith, I'm afraid he ran out a long time ago, this place is not a few crooked poems that can be confused." ”

"The fragrance of the moon is stepping on the snow, and the red face and jade shadow are fluttering in my heart. A few wisps of acacia have nowhere to send, and a piece of ice heart is open for whom. Suddenly, a crisp voice came into everyone's ears, the sound was like a yellow warbler, with a hint of bookishness, just listening to the voice, you knew that she was a beauty with a good temperament.

The eyes of all the talented people lit up, and when they looked up, they didn't see a figure, they all shook their heads regretfully, and Song Shuhuai saw this, and was curious, so he got up and said: "The girl is so literate, and if she compares with the girl, she is nothing, I don't know if the girl can show ......up."

"Go, go!" A little maid immediately poked her head out of the window, pointed to Zhao Xian, who was baking around the brazier in the distance, and said: "This poem is written by that stupid big man, you go to him yourself, and my young lady won't see you." ”

Song Shuhuai was slightly stunned, and everyone was also stunned, they didn't expect that there was someone else in this masterpiece, and it was so low-key, so he had to let Miss Jia push him out.

For a while, everyone turned their heads, looked at a stove in the distance, and their eyes focused on Ling Xian, who was also squatting next to Zhao Xian to roast the fire, and then nodded suddenly in understanding, it turned out to be Ling Xian, one of the four great talents in Jiangnan, no wonder he was able to make this poem.

Seeing that everyone had misunderstood, Ling Xian immediately stood up, tidied up his clothes, and returned to the crowd.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this, isn't there another master? These hundreds of glances were locked on Zhao Xian's body, because he didn't know him, he was whispering for a while, discussing that this was an unknown talent, and he was so low-key.

Shen Lingshan looked at it casually, and his eyes lit up, he didn't expect to meet Zhao Xian here, he immediately said loudly: "Zhao Xian Xiaoyou, since you are here, come forward quickly, with your talents, why bother to be behind everyone." ”

What a 'why should you stoop to the back of everyone', with your talents, standing behind this group of people is simply wronged by you, this is **naked hatred for Zhao Xianla.

This old man wants to play me to death. Zhao Xian was chatting and farting with Ling Xian, and he wanted to be pushed to the forefront by the father and daughter of the Shen family with a word, Zhao Xian looked at Shen Lingshan, but Shen Lingshan touched his beard, and looked at him with an 'appreciative' face, the cunning in his eyes seemed to say: "Let your kid degrade the old man to worthless, and if you don't let you have a good 'scenery' today, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart." ”

Sure enough, Shen Lingshan's brainless words made all the talented people in an uproar, when the military department of the dynasty had such a high evaluation, what kind of cattle man must be, for a while, curiosity, jealousy, hostility, disbelief, and many other eyes gathered on Zhao Xian, and the young people in the entire Songshan Academy formed a faction, ready to fight together with the enemy to resist Zhao Xian's 'dark horse', no, Zhao Xian's strong and bull-like, should be called 'black bull'.

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