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After Xu Shaolin finished speaking, seeing that Qian Junbao was indifferent, he looked at Bai Lichu's demeanor again.

seemed to think of something, and suddenly said: "Brother Zizhan Xian, you don't know something."

That Li Pinghai suddenly made a fortune in the past half a year, and made a few poems, which are now widely circulated in our Jianzhou.

even has the name of 'Sai Shixian', but last time he was only suppressed by Brother Bai, so he held a grudge and said that he would take back face on Qixi Festival.

He relied on the power of his fathers in his family, and he was proud of his talents, and he was invincible. Now he is becoming more and more arrogant, so we want to ask Brother Qian to form a team with us, and then we can have a discussion with the people he brought. ”

Qian Junbao was looking at a wisp of smoke, and after listening to Xu Shaolin's words, he just smiled indifferently and said, "Li Pinghai Li Bingde?"

I've also heard of his poems, and they're really talented, but I can't do it. ”

Chu Yunkang snorted lightly, and said with a slight sarcasm on his face: "Li Bingde has always been unlearned and unskilled, I heard that he is a well-known gentleman in Yangzhou.

Six of the eight famous singers of Qinhuai River alone are his guests, and I don't know how he copied his poems. ”

Xu Shaolin's eyes flashed, and he continued: "Yes, when the time comes, at the Qixi Poetry Conference, we can't let those who don't learn and don't know how to steal the limelight."

After all, the autumn season is coming, and the student's poetic talent is also very important to the impression of the examiner. I hope that Zizhan will think about it a lot. ”

Qian Junbao's eyes swept away, and he had already seen their intentions.

He didn't answer, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Xu Shaolin gave Chu Yunkang a look to Chu Yunkang opposite him, and motioned for him to persuade again.

Chu Yunkang glanced at Bai Lichu, saw him nodding, and suddenly asked Qian Junbao: "By the way, this Qixi Poetry Meeting, Brother Qian should also have received an invitation from Shi Zhifu, right?" ”

Qian Junbao bowed slightly: "I received it after the Dragon Boat Festival, but I rejected it." ”

Listening to Qian Junbao's words, the others were slightly stunned.

"This ......" Although Chu Yunkang was a little surprised, he also knew that Qian Junbao was not in good health, and it was reasonable to refuse.

Bai Lichu had to invite Qian Junbao to participate in the poetry meeting, he was a little awkward in his heart, with Bai Lichu here, they were already in control.

Why let one person take their share of the limelight again.

So, he didn't force it, just picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then bowed his head and said nothing.

Bai Lichu took a deep look at Qian Junbao and saw that he was indifferent.

Qian Junbao's eyes didn't know what he was thinking, the tea on the table was hot, and in the steam, it seemed that a pair of inky black eyes were more quiet, leisurely, and even lazy.

When he lowered his eyebrows and picked up the teacup, pursed his lips slightly, it was like a painting in the sunlight.

Even when I saw it, I couldn't help but feel ashamed of myself.

This is a real scholar, and the talent exuded in his bones is very different from the so-called No. 1 talent in Jianzhou who came out halfway.

"I don't know, can Zizhan think about it again and go to participate with me?" Xu Shaolin asked again.

Qian Junbao's hand holding the tea paused slightly, and he picked up the teacup, but it was not delivered to his mouth.

Then he turned his head, looked at Xu Shaolin and said with a faint smile: "It seems that Brother Xu is going to be disappointed, Zizhan may not be able to participate."

On the one hand, his health is not good, and on the other hand, the younger brother is really not interested in those who can write poetry and fight. ”

Xu Shaolin was a little sneering, and felt that Qian Junbao was really an elm pimple.

Bai Li first heard it, and what he thought in his heart was not shown on his face, he settled down and said solemnly: "Reading and literacy is a kind of cultivation, knowing how to write and fighting talents, and it is also the way of poetry."

It can promote the exchange of learning experience and experience among many students.

This is actually a good thing, if Zizhan feels that he is still in good health at that time, Brother Fool still hopes that you can participate. ”

Xu Shaolin saw that Bai Lichu didn't give up, so he also arched his hand and said, "Yes, one more person is one more force." We have a lot of talents in Jianzhou, and we must not underestimate the villains in Nanzhou. ”

"Zizhan's homework and writing are also well-known in us, so it's a pity if you don't go." Bai Lichu praised again.

"Where, three of you, please have tea." Qian Junbao is not stubborn.

Bai Li first saw that it was useless to persuade Qian Junbao, so he didn't persuade him.

Suddenly, he took out a small mahogany box with a delicate pattern painted with gold paint from his bosom and gently placed it on the table.

He reached out and opened the box, and a delicate crystal vial lay quietly inside.

Bai Lichu said in a low voice: "This is the flower dew made by the spirit herbs that a friend of mine brought back from the country of Yilan Shahr.

The smell is elegant, you can stay fragrant for three days, and it has the effect of calming the nerves, this is my wedding gift to Zizhan, and I hope you can accept it......"

Qian Junbao was stunned, his expression was cold, and he wanted to refuse.

But the eyes of the others fell sharply, and they all fell on the box, which they had only seen once, and heard that a small bottle was worth ten gold.

The important thing is not in the value, but in the fact that this thing is generally used by women, or whether only noble ladies can have the privilege of owning it, and they can't buy a bottle even if they have money.

They understood that although Bai Lichu said that it was a wedding gift for Qian Junbao, this thing did not fall into the hands of Mrs. Qian Junbao in the end.

In this way, Bai Lichu is equivalent to indirectly sending a valuable thing to that ugly woman?

Bai Lichu seemed to be afraid of Qian Junbao's refusal, so he stood up and arched his hands, indicating that he was going to leave.

Qian Junbao's eyes condensed slightly, and he also stood up, his face was light and he was about to refuse.

Suddenly, I heard a delicate woman's voice coming.

"Second brother, it turns out that you are all here?"

As soon as the words fell, two little ladies came in.

As a younger sister, Qian Xuemei walked in front with a basket of green plums in her hand, but Qian Xueyan followed behind her.

Qian Xuemei was wearing a lilac pomegranate skirt, a white goose egg face, big moist eyes, and a graceful posture, and walked to the outside of the pavilion with lotus steps, and first handed the basket to Dongyun on the side.

"Why did the two sisters come here?" Qian Junbao pursed his lips and asked.

"Second brother, Mei'er can't be unlucky, right?" Qian Xuemei's words were said by looking at Qian Junbao, but she looked at Bai Lichu.

"Xue Yan, I've seen all the sons." Qian Xueyan bowed dignified and generous at the moment.

Seeing that her sister saluted Bai Gongzi and them, Qian Xuemei also hurriedly followed suit, then stood up and smiled generously at them.

Her appearance made Xu Shaolin look a little impressed by her, and he couldn't help but take a look at it.

He arched his hand and smiled, "Miss Qian is very polite." ”

"It should." Qian Xuemei smiled brightly, looking playful and lively, not as restrained as her sister.

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