Chapter 20 Seeing the Gentleman
There are twelve cities in Tianyu Country, and Lanzhou City is also near the Imperial City, and the women here do see more men with excellent appearances, but this An Rumu is different.
In the face of Li Qingliu's greeting, he just nodded slightly, and then walked straight to Liu Yanxin.
Liu Yanxin only felt that his heart was beating faster for a while, and with such a beautiful man in front of him, he couldn't help but make Liu Yanxin almost lower his head.
In his last life, after his family was ruined, he couldn't escape from Lanzhou City. At that time, the entire city was occupied by the people of King Pingnan, but it was Gongzi An who helped him and brought him out.
Her family is ruined, and her face is like a lost dog. He is the owner of Biyun Island with a mysterious background and the Tianyu royal family does not want to provoke, peerless and beautiful.
At that time, she didn't even dare to look at him more. But at this moment, she didn't lower her head, but looked straight at An Gongzi with her eyes. After being reborn, her state of mind was completely different from that of her previous life.
She wants herself, and she will no longer look up to this man in this life.
But at this time, how could he be here?
An Gongzi, who came over, couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Liu Yanxin not dodging in the slightest, and met his gaze straightly: "The girl's eyes are as beautiful as poetry." ”
Looking at this perfect and excessive face, Liu Yanxin was restrained, but he was like a deer in his heart, his face was slightly red, but his eyes did not shy away at all: "The son is too famous." ”
An Gongzi shook his head: "Miss Liu's words already have everyone's demeanor. If it is reviewed by the Literary Academy, I am afraid that it will be able to make a thousand dollars. ”
After listening to An Gongzi's words, some people around him who were proficient in poetry couldn't help but be dumbfounded. It is a very high evaluation of poetry.
Hearing An Gongzi's high evaluation of Liu Yanxin, Liu Tang'er next to him was unhappy and took a step forward.
"Childe, my sister has never learned any poetry at all, this one should be a rare old word memorized by my sister."
Liu Tang'er saw An Gongzi looking at her, and her face couldn't help but turn red to her neck for a while, and her heart was beating "thump". But the rhetoric is still vicious.
"Sister Yanxin, you should admit it quickly, it's too late for you to admit it when the matter is big!"
Liu Tang'er's worried expression made the people around him who originally believed in Liu Yanxin because of An Gongzi start to waver again.
And Liu Yanxin just looked at Liu Tang'er with a cold face, and she felt a little disgusted for a while.
And at this moment, King Pingnan, who was sitting on it, frowned, even if he knew that Gongzi An was noble, he didn't want Liu Yanxin to publicize his reputation and overshadow his daughter.
"What Gongzi An said is not unreasonable, but Brother Liu's beloved daughter doesn't understand poetry, and everyone in the neighborhood knows it, so is it difficult for an unwritten Quxing to possess it today?"
King Pingnan opened his mouth, lightly arched his hand, and said seemingly casually. Just listening to his words, most of the people in the Wenhui frowned, and looked at Liu Yanxin suspiciously again.
And Liu Yanxin sneered in his heart, knowing that there was no way to solve this matter easily today. Because once he admits that this word was made by Liu Yanxin, the daughter of King Pingnan, Ning Shuying, the name of the first talented woman in the twelve cities on the border, I am afraid that she will be topped by herself.
But Liu Yanxin didn't speak, but wanted to see what tricks King Pingnan wanted to play.
Liu Valve didn't speak, because Liu Yan didn't understand poetry, he knew better than anyone else......
"However, maybe the banquet girl suddenly opened up." King Pingnan suddenly changed his words.
"I think it's better to wait for the Mid-Autumn Festival and let the little girl compare one or two with her? If it is better than the little girl, it is naturally Brother Liu's beloved daughter who knows poetry. If you lose...... Hehe. ”
King Pingnan's fox tail was revealed. The Mid-Autumn Festival is definitely one of the best cultural meetings in the twelve border cities. If Liu Yanxin loses in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and then exposes today's events, and directly covers the name of plagiarism, the impact will definitely be ten times greater than today!
Liu Yanxin's notoriety will definitely spread all over the country of Qi immediately!
Since the prince said so, Liu Yanxin agreed today. Mid-Autumn Festival, Miss Hening...... Wendou! As soon as King Pingnan's words fell, Liu Yanxin agreed. The confidence in his eyes made An Gongzi look at it twice.
An Gongzi couldn't see joy on his face, but he shook his head and said.
"It seems that today's matter is over. I wonder if Miss Liu can agree to the next private request? Liu Yanxin looked at the face that was close at hand, and took a deep breath.
"Childe, please speak." Yan Xin remembered the entanglement with An Rumu in his previous life, and he even refused this man's invitation for Qin Xuanlang's sake, and insisted on going his own way...... This time she must not be defeated.
"I really like the girl's words, I wonder if I can invite the girl to the teahouse to drink a cup of tea and write it down for me?"
As soon as An Gongzi's words fell, the various eyes of the women in the courtyard suddenly shot at Liu Yanxin.
jealousy, envy, unbelief, surprise, resentment......
Ning Shuying next to him, after An Gongzi appeared, he blushed, lowered his head, and peeked at An Gongzi carefully. And after hearing An Gongzi's words of inviting Liu Yanxin, he couldn't help but be stunned, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Liu Yanxin's eyes with a trace of resentment.
"Okay, Gongzi An, please take a seat first, and you will go after you take care of the matters here." This life is the first time the two of them have met, and in the case of not understanding each other, Yan Xin doesn't know An Rumu's intentions now.
An Rumu didn't say much, and went to the high pavilion with his subordinates.