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All kinds of talented people and people stopped back and forth, literati gathered, and good literature and good poems spread out from Wentao Pavilion from time to time, which not only made the literati who wrote poems famous, but even Wentao Pavilion was able to become famous in the Great Zhou Dynasty and became famous. Literati and writers are all running around, and they are proud to be guests.

Not to mention, the Qing artists in the Wentao Pavilion are all talented and beautiful, considerate and lovely, chanting poems against each other, and women are not allowed to have eyebrows.

It made these literati and writers even more flocking.

The title of Wentao Pavilion hanging at the door today is Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan": Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is old and familiar. The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?

The title is out, to the effect that the lyrics are filled in according to this song "Remembering Jiangnan".

When Su Ke and Xue Qian came to the door of Wentao Pavilion, a group of people had already gathered under the hanging title. This group of people looked like dogs, with fake politeness on their faces, giving each other humility, pushing back and forth and no one came out to compose poems.

However, after Su Ke and the others came, Xue Qian inevitably gave in a few words.

Although Su Ke has been freshened up, he still has a sickly look on his face. Seeing that the whole person had obviously lost a lot of weight, his demeanor was so imposing that he had no energy.

Hearing this, he directly refused: "Right now, Su Ke's energy is not good, if this Wentao Pavilion is so difficult to enter, it is better to change one." "He really doesn't think those prostitutes who scratch their heads have anything to look at?

These words made several people who were pushing next to him look at each other in unison.

Xue Qian laughed when he heard this: "I said that I want to have a treat in Wentao Pavilion, how can I have a reason to pass through the door and not enter?" Write quickly, write quickly, after writing, let's go in and find a few good-looking geisha to sing a few little songs, how good! ”

Su Ke's face was still disapproving.

"Ouch! Look at this little boy so handsome, but he is not interested in our girl here. Isn't it too young to be enlightened? ”

The old bustard, who came to greet a few people, was about forty years old, and when he laughed, he couldn't find a pair of eyes, and the essence of the light inside was hidden in the slightest. looked at Su Ke for a moment, and smiled more and more sweetly: "It's hard for Su Gongzi to be so haggard at such a young age, didn't he also enter the examination room?" It doesn't matter if you don't understand personnel, we also have sensible girls here, and I am sure that I will serve Su Gongzi to be satisfied, and I will not miss it! ”

first said that he was too young to understand personnel, and then asked if he had participated in the Spring Festival. Su Ke was framed in and out of the words.

"Mom, you're right! Our Su Dacai is indeed still a chick! Haha......"

Xue Qian immediately laughed!

also patted Su Ke's shoulder for a while.

Su Ke was a little annoyed in his heart, and immediately threw off his arm and glanced at Xue Qian who was joking on the side: "Good you Xue Qian, let's say that you have a treat, not only laughing at me at this moment, but also asking me to work hard to compose poems." It's really calculating! "Saying, composing poems to beat.

"The two of us, what else do you and me have?"

Xue Qian put his hand away with a smile on his face: "Don't you say it at the right time, Brother Xue is in for a treat today." It's only natural for you to help, right? ”

These words made Su Ke speechless, and then shook his head.

"That's it! It seems that Ben Gongzi got on your thief ship and couldn't get off. Write poetry, write poetry, as long as you don't like jokes! ”

After speaking, he stepped forward to pick up the pen and wrote a small poem on the rice paper that had already been spread: "Outside the Tao Pavilion, who is the green willow cut for." Du Yusheng fascinated the scenery, and the bees were chaotic. Overnight? ”

After writing, he threw the brush in his hand casually, laughed, and strode into Wentao Pavilion with both hands.

"Overnight? Qin Huai...... This Suke. ”

Xue Qian also laughed twice and quickly caught up.

The old bustard can be mixed in Wentao Pavilion for many years, and his literary attainments are not very good, but the literal meaning can naturally be understood.

She also said just now that Su Xiaogongzi didn't understand people, and if she didn't turn around, the other party would write such a poem to slap her in the face, and it snapped.

It really hurts!

This kind of feeling distorted the old bustard's old face, but fortunately, after years of experience, she has already practiced the ability to be happy and angry. Immediately chased after him with a smile on his face again.

With square steps, Su Ke walked through the courtyard of the alley and into a small pavilion on the bank of the willows.

Suddenly, there were a group of talented people sitting here, and there were more or less one or two beautiful women beside them. Everyone talked about poetry and laughter.

Naturally, the most talked about is the just-concluded Spring Exam questions.

Everyone is competing to ask for the answers to the previous exam questions, and even if a few days have passed, the school team answers are still very happy for everyone.

"Su Gongzi, Xue Gongzi, the two sons just came here today, which girl do you like? Do you want to listen to the piano, or do you want to talk about poetry? It's not my mother, I'm boasting, our girls in Wentao Pavilion are all Sai Xi Shi, and they are good at the sky! ”

"Naturally, it's because your girl here is good that we came here. Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and get practical. ”

Xue Qian was obviously very adaptable to the current situation, and dealt with the easy-going official tone with the old bustard: "Mom, have you seen it?" Our Su Gongzi is not very comfortable today, you immediately go and choose two girls who are happy to send them over. It is also so as not to let our Su Gongzi hurt his spirit. ”

"Ouch! Xue Gongzi, where are you talking about? Our girls here, they're all happy. ”

The old bustard shook the handkerchief in his hand, and a choking smell of fat powder dispersed with the wind. I had the heart to say a few more words, but when I met Su Ke's smiling face, I hurriedly changed the topic: "You two, wait a while, Mom, I'll go down to pick someone, and the girls will come in a while!" Make sure that the two sons are satisfied. ”

"It's good to be satisfied, it's good to be satisfied."

As soon as Xue Qian's hand flipped, a silver ingot fell into the hands of the old bustard.

The old bustard was smiling, twisting his fat buttocks, and soon brought two girls over.

The two girls leaned forward and rubbed Su Ke with their upright breasts.

The smell of cheap fat powder choked his nose, which made Su Ke frown frequently. Fortunately, he never paid attention to these things, but he was dispensable, and let the girl climb on his shoulder, and he didn't even look back. He picked up a glass of wine, but he didn't drink it.

He behaved so perversely that he would inevitably fall into the eyes of those who cared about it.

"This is Uncle Su? I heard that Uncle Guo is only eight buckets high, and he is rich in five cars. When I saw it today, it really lived up to its name. It's a bright spring with a pleasant view. Why don't you write a poem from Uncle Guo, so that I can wait to see Uncle Guo's literary brilliance? ”

This person Su Ke naturally knew that he was his classmate, and like him and Xue Qian, he was studying in Yingtian Academy at the same time. is the son-in-law of the great official Cui in Cui Yushi, called Cui Minghao.