"Isn't this Yan Xiaoniang, I didn't inform me in advance when I came to participate in the poetry meeting, and the contemptible person must come to the house to pick it up in person. Otherwise, if you meet some cats and dogs on the road, it will not be beautiful to disturb the little lady. This is a faux pas. Feng Hong smiled and said to Yan Ru.

"So that Feng Yanei can wake up, you and I are not familiar with each other, and besides, I have Gorou by my side, so I don't have to worry about the little ones." Yan Ru glanced at Xu Hui and said coldly.

"Oh, look at my eyes, there is another person here, this brother Tai, the contemptible Feng Hong, who uses his talents, dares to ask his brother Tai's surname, but he also came to participate in this poetry meeting?" Feng Hong turned to Xu Hui, raised his hand and clenched his fist and asked.

"The name of the contemptible person is Xu Xiahui, but not yet the crown, not the word, come here to participate in this poetry meeting, far away, fortunately my eyes are fine, not the wrong way." Xu Hui responded.

"You! Xu Hui, haven't you heard of it, where did you come from? Feng Hong heard Xu Hui sarcastically mocking him, and immediately became a little angry.

"Since I came from a small place, I don't have the tone of a big place like Brother Feng, and it stinks." Xu Hui said with a smile.

"You! Those who have come here today are all famous and famous, and who are you and who are qualified to participate in such a grand event, you will not be able to enter the door today, and you will go back to your little place. Feng Hong was even more angry when he heard Xu Hui scolding him, and he didn't care about the self-cultivation he disguised, and directly tore his face.

"Feng Yanei, this Wulang was personally invited by Governor Li, I'm afraid you are not qualified to let him in." Yan Ru couldn't help but feel cold when she heard Feng Hong say this.

"Then Xu Hui, do you dare to compete with me in terms of literary talent, based on the ranking of today's poetry club? The loser is far away from Yan Xiaoniang. Feng Hong said to Xu Hui with a calm face.

"It's okay to compete, but it's a pity that I can't bet on Ru'er, Ru'er is the love of my life, but it's not an item, and besides, you haven't been close, so why stay away?" The words made Feng Hong's face flush.

"Then the one who loses is called winning three Daddy, do you dare?"

"What's it called?"

"Daddy."

"Eh, good son."

"You, you actually played tricks on me, I fought with you." After that, Feng Hong raised his fist to fight.

Xu Hui easily pinched Feng Hong's fist, and with two percent of his strength, Feng Hong, who was in pain, shouted, "Good son, I was playing with you from the beginning, only to understand, it's so stupid, get out." With that, he threw Feng Hong to the ground with a flick of his arm.

"You, wait." Seeing that Xu Hui was a practitioner, Feng Hong didn't dare to stay, leaving a cruel word and returning home in embarrassment.

"Wulang, although this Feng Hong is unbearable, his literary talent is still there, and he is called Zhending Sancai with Li Du, Li Jichang, the third lang of the Li Governor's family, and Yan Wei, the second brother, and he can't be underestimated." Yan Ru said worriedly.

"Don't worry, Ru'er, this generation is not in my eyes." Indeed, any masterpiece that is plagiarized from posterity will not be applauded.

When he came to the back garden of Chunyi Garden, he separated from Yan Ru, after all, Yan Ru wanted to greet her as a close friend in the boudoir. After enjoying the scenery in the garden alone for a while, I saw an old man in front of him, followed by several middle-aged people into the back garden, and Yan Yi was also among them. Everyone sat down in the Taishi chair in the courtyard, and an obese middle-aged man stepped forward, "Contemptible Feng Chu, fortunately, Mr. Guishan and Yuzhang came to the cold house in person, bringing together all young talents to read poetry here, and it is precisely like this, Fang shows that I really set the prosperity of the literary style, and the poems made by everyone today, the two gentlemen and Li Zhifu, Yan Tongju and the contemptible people will participate in the comments, evaluate the first class three, and sing in the crowd, the contemptible people also make a lottery here, the first prize, reward 100 catties of gold, in order to encourage. Next, I would like to ask Mr. Yu Zhang to announce the proposition of the poem. ”

"Today with all the talents here to think that there will be, it is a fortunate thing, now the army is fighting in the north, my generation of scholars should have the world in mind, although they can not kill the enemy on the battlefield, but also to achieve fame to serve the court, the teacher will agree with Li Zhifu, Yan Tongju, Brother Feng and contemptible people to serve the country as the theme, can compose poems or lyrics, with a stick of incense as the limit, I hope that all talents show their literary brilliance, make a masterpiece of hand-me-down." This Mr. Yuzhang Luo Congyan is about fifty years old, with a medium build, and his words and deeds show the demeanor of Confucianism.

Got the four treasures of the study brought by the servant, and all the real talents began to splash ink, only Xu Hui stood there, looking into the distance, as if in contemplation. Half a pillar of incense passed, Yan Ru saw that he had no sign of writing, she was secretly anxious in her heart, and she had the heart to step forward to remind her, but she was afraid of disturbing Xu Hui's train of thought, so she could only stare at him intently, hoping to start writing earlier.

"Huh? Sister Yan stared at the scholar in front of her like this, could it be that she was moved by spring love? I don't know which petty official is really handsome. Yan Ru's best friend, the richest man in Zhending Mansion, Lu Jiadulu, made fun of Lu Lingrong.

"My sister actually made fun of me." Yan Ru's face suddenly turned red.

Yan Yi on the Taishi's chair was also secretly anxious, how did Xu Hui get this, don't you know how to seize such a good opportunity?

"Wencai, I look at the scholar who stands and looks, it is not simple, although I have not started to write but I am not impatient at all, I still have the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery in the courtyard, I must be confident, this bearing, this poetry will be the only one. Do you know this scholar? Li Miao also looked at Xu Hui and asked Yan Yidao.

"Lord Prefect, this is Xu Hui, the kid from the Zhongyuan family, I really know that Lord Fu is favored."

"This is your future son-in-law, haha, Wencai, you have found a good son-in-law." Li Miao stroked his beard and smiled.

"I hope so." Yan Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly.

At this time, Xu Hui was enjoying the scenery, and he really didn't know which word to choose to plagiarize. When the incense burned to about one-fifth, Xu Hui's heart moved: "That's it!" Raised the pen, settled his mind, and put Xin Qiji's "Breaking the Array" on the paper? I wrote a silent word for Chen Tongfu to send it, and the beautiful calligraphy really benefited from the professionalism of the previous life, and urban and rural planning has high requirements for art skills, and Xu Hui also has a love for calligraphy.

Putting down the pen and handing the words to the servant, Xu Hui smiled at Yan Ru and sat down in his seat.

At this time, Yan Ru's heart could be put down, but thinking that she didn't know what Xu Hui wrote, she suddenly became nervous again.

"Sister Yan, that scholar is smiling at you, what a concubine, my sister is jealous, such a handsome scholar, if you don't like it, Sister Yan, leave it to your sister." Lu Lingrong smiled at Yan Ru.

"Sister, why are you like this, ignoring you."

"In this way, I didn't like it, that sister is welcome."

"Sister, people, people like Goro." Hearing that someone was going to attack the lover, Yan Ru said eagerly, but when she saw the banter in Lu Lingrong's eyes, she immediately blushed to the root of her ears.

"Haha." Lu Lingrong couldn't hold back anymore and laughed.

The servants served pastries and snacks to all the talents, after all, it still takes time to evaluate more than 200 poems, and it is not good to be hungry.

About an hour later, Feng Chu stood up with a smile and said to all the scholars: "Young and handsome, we have finished the evaluation, and Mr. Yu Zhang will announce the first three and chant it to you. ”

When the scholars heard this, they gathered around.