The poetry meeting of Songshi Academy was more lively than Jinghu imagined.

A platform was set up on the grass, and there was a case on the stage, and the two scholars who studied with poetry stood in front of the case, listened to the rhyme set by the commander, and made the poem in an instant.

Jinghu doesn't know how to judge the quality of poetry, but he sees that the scholars on the stage are all talented and quick-witted, and they often don't need half a stick of incense to do a good job of poetry, and the praise from the audience is endless.

There are too many people here, but Ke Mingxu is today's commander, so there is no need for Jinghu to bother looking for it. He was dressed today in a lake blue patch with a small mark around his waist.

The long hair is curled up with a white jade crown, and the long body is jade, and the god is handsome.

In addition to the students of Songshi Academy, and the scholars who came from all over the world to watch the game, there were also many women around.

Yanliang folk style is much more open than the previous dynasty, many little ladies wear the Mi Li, and some simply don't even wear the Mi Li, so they stand not far away, and have been paying attention to the movement here.

Knowing lust and admiring Shaoai, this is originally a normal thing. It's just that more than half of the Yanjing girls here are probably here for Ke Mingxu.

was worried about one or two people, and Jinghu was still negligible. But Ke Mingxu was remembered by so many people all of a sudden, and she was still a little unhappy.

Jinghu has always been unruly, so he is not happy to care so much, as close to Ke Mingxu as he is, he will be as close to him. Qingrou didn't stop her, and she didn't even say a word about her.

Jinghu originally thought that Ke Ming's service to the teacher was just to accompany him to watch the game, but he didn't expect that he was arrested and made an officer.

The gentle spring breeze blew the corners of his robe and stroked his hair, making her think of her time in Jianye. Even today's longevity ceremony, he can be very thoughtful as a ceremonial official, and today, he really used a knife to kill chickens.

Jinghu stood on the side of the platform, there were few people here, and it was closer to where Ke Mingxu was standing. At this time, there were two scholars on the stage, and he just stood aside, quietly waiting for them to finish the poem.

Jing Hu couldn't help but gently arouse him, "Brother Ke Shi." Brother Keshi. ”

She only called twice, and Ke Mingxu noticed her. Jinghu became happy and waved at him. Ke Mingxu just turned his head and smiled at her, and then turned his attention to the soldier in front of him.

He smiled like this, it seemed to be more gentle than the spring breeze, blowing all the thousands of scenery by the water into her heart.

I don't know how many Yanjing girls he fell into the eyes of this smile just now, and properly collected this scene into his dreams. This smile is directed at her, and no one can take it away.

It seems that the poetry meeting has been held for a while, and the rhyme is more and more dangerous, and the time it takes for the scholars on the stage to compose poems is getting longer and longer. Jinghu was a little bored and anxious, always feeling as if something was going to happen.

"I don't know when this poetry meeting will end, I still want to say a few words to Brother Ke Shi."

She complained, looked back at Qingrou, and realized that she was not paying attention to herself, nor was she paying attention to Ke Mingxu, her eyes fell on the young man who was closer to them on the stage.

Jinghu could only see the side face of the young man, his complexion was very white, and at first glance he was the kind of reader who didn't listen to anything outside the window. His expression was very serious, and he picked up his pen and wrote on rice paper.

The incense on the stage did not burn out, and he quickly picked up his paper and showed his poems to the audience.

Soon the audience in the audience was boiling again, as if they had won some peerless sentence. Jinghu turned back to look at Qingrou again, and saw that her expression was also relaxed, and she couldn't help but smile, but her eyes still fell on the young man and refused to take it off.

Jinghu also has people in his heart, how can he not understand what Qingrou looks like now. No wonder she is coming to see the poetry meeting today, but she is calm, and there is no shadow in front of her, and she says that it is for her good, and it is clearly for herself.

Poor Xu Yanjia, who came thousands of miles away, became a burden to the two of them. At this moment, Jinghu couldn't bear to disturb Qingrou, looking at the clothes on this scholar's body, he was probably not from a rich family.

Qingrou is the daughter who grew up in the mansion of the first lord of Yanliang, and the distance between her and him is only farther than Jinghu and Ke Mingxu.

After all, Jinghu and Ke Ming are only old, and I'm afraid it won't sound so good to say. Ke Mingbi married her brother, if she married Ke Mingxu, the relationship would be a bit messy.

The concubine objected to her and Ke Mingxu's too many contacts, and I am afraid that she also had this consideration.

But the family is quite good, even if you do this family, over time, no one will say anything without a long eye.

Qingrou is different, she is the daughter of the princess of Dingguo, and her status is higher than that of all the daughters of the Xu family. If this scholar is just from an ordinary family, he is the concubine of the Dingguo Mansion, and I am afraid it will be difficult to do family affairs.

Later, after she finished meeting Ke Mingxu, she had time to ask Qingrou about it.

Jinghu was out of his mind for a while, and today the victory and defeat have been divided, and it is the gentleman who Qingrou is paying attention to that has won the championship. Songshi Academy has a lot of talents, and since he can win the championship, it is good to learn.

Ke Mingxu stepped forward to talk to him, and he stood with him, as if he had been robbed of his luster all of a sudden. Qingrou still looked at the young man, her eyes gentle.

Jinghu couldn't help but be amazed in his heart, and he didn't even bother to look at Ke Mingxu.

It wasn't until the end of the competition that other scholars also poured onto the stage to taste the poems they had just made, and Qingrou reluctantly withdrew her gaze, but the smile was still on her lips.

As soon as she turned around and saw Jinghu staring at her, she blushed all of a sudden. "It's hard to come out, you don't look at my cousin, watch me do something."

Jinghu didn't expect that she would be defeated by her first, "Some people are thieves with weak hearts, but they still want to strike first." I don't look at Brother Ke Shi, what does it have to do with you? But the gentleman who just won the championship, I think it's good. ”

"My cousin came to Yanjing, in fact, to see others, why don't I go back and talk to my second aunt, so that she can see it, and it will be good to catch her son-in-law in the future."

Qingrou knew that she was joking with her, and subconsciously said: "He won't go to the test for fame." ”

It seems that she and he are very familiar with each other. Jinghu was about to ask her, when she suddenly heard someone calling her, "Little county lord." ”

Ke Mingxu greeted her first, and then said to Qingrou: "Sister Qing, it's hard to go out today." ”

Qingrou saluted him, "Cousin is as good as ever today." It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to see my cousin compete with others. ”

Ke Mingxu smiled gently, "There are talented people in the country, and the deer who won the championship today has written poems that are far better than those I did back then." ”

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