"Shichiro!"

Bai Xiuqing happily waved at Li Xiaoqi to say hello.

Li Xiaoqi smiled and nodded.

Bai Fuli saluted him deeply: "For today's situation, thank you Qilang." ”

Today's "Huangshan on the Sword" Literary Conference, there are indeed many people who come, literati and gentlemen, that is because of Mr. Wu Zhishan's call, and there are many ladies and ladies and people in the market, which is dependent on Li Xiaoqi.

Li Xiaoqi replied: "The design and construction of the sword platform here, without a lot of human and financial support, it will not be possible to complete it in just ten days." The Bai family's strong support for this cultural meeting and the high efficiency of their actions are amazing. ”

The two complimented each other and were in a harmonious mood.

Jiang Erlang laughed: "Okay, okay, you guys are really polite." ”

Everyone pursed their lips and snickered.

usually looks at Bai Fuli and Li Xiaoqi, they are both hearty people, but as soon as the two meet, the scene will become extremely polite.

At this time, there was a commotion on the sword platform.

It turned out that many young students had gathered here, and according to their respective colleges, they sat down on the steps at all levels in different camps.

These students are all wearing shirts, or round-necked large sleeves, or cross-collared wide sleeves, mostly cyan and blue, with a light mountain breeze and fluttering clothes.

They are all young people, just classmates and teenagers, in their prime, bookish, and scolding Fang Xuan.

Just looking at the picture of this group of virtuous people coming together is already amazing.

Mr. Wu Zhishan and the prefect Feng Lun, Liu Zhixian, the official school teaching, the mountain chiefs and professors of the major academies, as well as the local squires, celebrities, and elders in Huizhou, Huhula twenty or thirty people came over, and many students hurriedly got up and bowed to the elders.

Mr. Wu invited Governor Feng to be the first to speak.

Governor Feng humbly gave in again and again before he smiled and said: "We are all here to listen to the lecture today, and the young people are the protagonists of today, let them talk." ”

The other officials and elders nodded in agreement.

The topic of today's literary meeting is "On the Virtue of the Prince", and the young students who have not yet stepped into the officialdom talk about it, it doesn't matter, they are already in office, if they say something and tell the truth, let the political opponents seize the handle, and slander you in the name of a party struggle, then it will be a big loss.

Mr. Wu then said, "Then please take your seats." ”

There were tea shed tables and chairs on the side of the sword platform, and these officials and gentry talked with each other and passed slowly and methodically.

"This is about to begin!"

Bai Fuli, Li Xiaoqi and others also hurriedly found a place to sit on the outer steps.

The people who had the mentality of watching the excitement also rushed over, calling friends to pick a place, or sit or stand.

On occasions such as the Wenhui Yaji, I used to only see it in the place of the restaurant hall, and it was all the gathering of the scholars themselves, and I have not heard of calling people to watch and observe. This meeting is fresh, open-air, and everyone can watch and discuss, which can be described as unique.

The onlookers were excited, and the young students were not only excited, but also a little nervous.

Looking at it, there are three or four hundred people on the entire sword platform, and they have to talk in front of so many people, if they say it well, someone will rarely ask "Who is this high-ranking Lang Jun", and he will become famous today; If you don't say it well, you will be despised and complained, "What you say, get down", then it will be embarrassing.

What's more, in this crowd of onlookers, there are many young and beautiful girls, as well as the ladies and wives who come to see their sons-in-law for the delicate guests at home.

The hormones in the young man's body are surging.

After Mr. Wu finished his opening remarks and explained the topic of the debate of this meeting, some young students came on the stage energetically and began to expound their high views in high spirits.

"The sage said that for the sake of politics and virtue, such as the North Star, dwells in its place, and the stars are together. The virtue of the prince is the same as the virtue of the Son of Heaven. The people are precious, the community is secondary, and the monarch is light. That's why he became the son of heaven because of the people. Therefore, the heart of loving the people should be the first of the prince's virtues......"

This student quoted scriptures and classics, and at first glance, it was really a commanding position.

Meng Qingyun listened hard for half an hour, it was too hard.

If you read the book slowly and understand and chew it slowly, you can also understand it; But if you are asked to listen directly, you can't tell which words this sentence is, and the next sentence has already been said.

She didn't understand it anyway.

Looking at the reactions of the people around him, Li Xiaoqi seemed to be listening attentively, following the other party's remarks, nodding in agreement for a while, smiling for a while, and high-fived lightly when he heard the wonders.

And Jiang Erlang next to him was smiling and unfathomable the whole time, only occasionally shaking his head slightly, seemingly disapproving.

Looking at Bai Fuli again, Meng Qingyun wondered if he was a little short-sighted, kept squinting, his head was slightly sideways, listening very hard, and nodded in admiration from time to time.

Finally, look at Bai Xiuqing - okay, this girl didn't look at the speakers on the field at all, just staring at Li Xiaoqi as a nymphomaniac.

Meng Qingyun gently poked her waist and eyes: "Saliva ......"

"Ahh Bai Xiuqing raised her hand in horror to wipe the corners of her mouth, and after finding that it was clean, she slapped her shoulder in shame.

At this time, someone passed in front of them, blocking their view.

"I've met Shichiro, my son-in-law said that I haven't seen each other for a long time, and I want to ask Shichiro to come over and talk about it."

This man is probably a little servant of some family, who came on the orders of his master.

Everyone followed the gaze of his fingers and looked at it from afar, and sure enough, there was a Lang Jun in a brocade robe waving here, and there were two young girls standing beside him, dressed as delicate as flowers, pushing and shoving, and rushing here shy and timid.

This intention is quite obvious.

Li Xiaoqi smiled and said: "Say hello to your family Langjun on my behalf, it's just that I'm looking at the scenery and can't be free, please reply, and when I'm free, I'll invite him to drink." ”

Although he was polite, his attitude was firm.

The little guy didn't want to stay any longer, so he answered it and left awkwardly.

As a result, not long after, another subordinate from another family came over, also saying that he was a friend, and asked Li Xiaoqi to come over and talk. Li Xiaoqi also excused himself.

One after another, some were invited by the order of their own husband, some came to ask Lingtang on the order of the master's mother, and some came to mention the old things; It's all more hidden. But without exception, they all came with young girls, Sima Zhao's heart, and passers-by knew it.

Li Xiaoqi, without exception, politely declined.

Later, he was bold and came to say hello to Li Xiaoqi.

"Last time in polo, I bet on Shichiro to win, but I lost a few taels of silver."

It's tactful.

"Will you draw me in Shichiro's long scroll?"

This is directly explicit.

"Did Shichiro buy lotus flowers last time?"

It's — it's Vera Fung.