The crowd looked at the man who spoke. It turned out to be Li Xiaohu, and many of them knew the prince of Wei. Huo Luoxue didn't speak, just looked at Li Xiaohu coldly. Huo Jinyu looks like "you listen to my explanation".

Wan Xinran remembered that he did not invite Li Xiaohu to participate in the poetry meeting. How can a notorious gentleman have anything to do with him, a well-cultivated young talent? He is not a person of the same level, and he cannot be in a circle.

"In Xia Wan Xinran, I didn't know that the prince of Wei was coming, and he was disappointed. "As a well-cultivated young talent, even if you are disgusted, you still have to do the etiquette you should have.

Wan Xinran's words made Huo Jinyu confused. Could it be that Brother Xiaohu is uninvited?

Now that the matter has come to this point, Li Xiaohu is not afraid to show his stuff in front of Huo Jinyu.

"Brother Wan doesn't have to be polite. Xiao Wang met the Jinyu brothers in Mingyuelou to deal with official business, and he happened to come to see their sisters and brothers when he was free. ”

As he spoke, he walked over to Huo Luoxue and sat down. Huo Luoxue rolled her eyes at him, and then moved to the side.

"Some time ago, the thieves of the Ghost Face Sect repeatedly assassinated my prince of Great Wei, and Xiao Wang, as the captain of the Wind Hunting Department, was so busy that he lacked skills. A few days ago, Sister Luoxue said that she missed me and asked me if I could have time to meet, so why didn't I miss her? But the heavy responsibility of maintaining law and order in the imperial city was on my shoulders, and I could only try my best to restrain my personal feelings. ”

"Today, I would like to thank Brother Wan for his poetry meeting, which is like a magpie bridge that allows us to meet in a hurry in our busy schedule. ”

Li Xiaohu's voice is full of emotion, and the righteousness is awe-inspiring, and Dayu controls the water three times and does not enter the house, but that's it.

Huo Luoxue's eyes widened and she looked at Li Xiaohu who was babbling nonsense in disbelief, and before she could explain, her good sisters began to coax one by one. It doesn't matter if what Li Xiaohu said is really or not, "gossip" is the most important.

"It's good that you're a snowfall, and you have such a big secret. When can I call the princess?" The woman surnamed Zhao pulled Huo Jinyu aside and came to Huo Luoxue's side by herself.

"Li Xiaohu, don't talk nonsense!"

It's a pity that Huo Luoxue's scolding is more like flirting in the eyes of everyone.

Li Xiaohu doesn't have to say anything now, just bow his head and pose as "I was wrong".

"Brother Xiaohu, you and my sister are hiding so deeply. If you hadn't said it today, I wouldn't have been able to see it around you two at all. ”

Wan Xinran's whole face darkened. He organized this poetry meeting to a large extent to make his relationship with Huo Luoxue go further. Huo Luoxue's beauty naturally can't be talked about, he thinks that only talented people like him are worthy of her.

Besides, he also saw that Huo Luoxue had a good impression of him, so why not strike while the iron was hot, but he didn't expect to be disrupted by Li Xiaohu.

I had to skip this link quickly, thinking of this, Wan Xinran said loudly to the people around him: "Everyone be quiet." ”

When everyone saw that the organizer of the poetry meeting had spoken, they all stopped.

"I think everybody's pretty much the same. Why don't we improvise in the form of propositions, and you will write poems in a stick of incense. For the sake of fairness, I won't get involved, and it's snowed heavily recently, so we'll write about the snow. ”

The so-called improvisation, how can it really be that everyone improvises together, but it is just a gimmick for a few people to show off. Just like the story of Wang Bo writing the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", Yan Dudu's son-in-law Master Meng had already prepared the preface, and Chen Xiao, the "Master Meng" on the field today, was one of them.

Wan Xinran can't just show off his own poetry party, but also let a few friends with weight be beautiful, otherwise how will people be willing to hold a meeting next time?

"Okay, no problem, just write a snow poem. ”

Naturally, everyone will not object, Yongxue is already good for them, at least it is not abrupt, and they are still a little prepared in their hearts. If Wan Xinran said that he wanted to sing the goose, what could he do, after all, these poor disciples were invited to participate in the poetry meeting to be a foil for the children of the aristocracy.

Soon the room was quiet, and everyone was trying hard to think about and prepare to write their masterpieces, and those famous ladies were no exception. Of course, Li Xiaohu was not among them, he was holding his chin with one hand at the moment, looking intently at Huo Luoxue who was meditating.

Huo Luoxue noticed something strange, turned her head and found Li Xiaohu staring at her face, ashamed and angry in her heart, but she couldn't say anything, afraid that she would interrupt other people's train of thought, so she could only lean in and lower her voice and said: "Li Xiaohu, you disciple! When the poetry meeting is over, Miss Ben will settle accounts with you again!"

"It's an honor, Xiao Wang hopes that this account can be counted for a lifetime. ”

Wan Xinran, who was walking in the distance, saw Huo Luoxue and Li Xiaohu as if they were talking to each other affectionately, and suddenly became jealous, thinking that he would make Li Xiaohu make a fool of himself in front of the public later.

The happy time of a stick of incense was spent in a quiet quarrel between Li Xiaohu and Huo Luoxue.

"The time has come, and everyone's improvisation must have been completed, and I can't wait to enjoy it. ”

Everyone read their masterpieces one by one in the humility of "you push me". Of course, these works are all mediocre works, and not every era and place can produce a Wang Bo.

The final finale was Chen Xiao, although his works were also bland, but at least they were carefully prepared, and they were naturally much better than others, so they ushered in a round of applause.

Li Xiaohu didn't know how many good poems he had seen in his previous life, so he naturally scoffed at such clumsy works.

Wan Xinran has been watching Li Xiaohu find an opportunity to make him make a fool of himself, and now the opportunity has finally come.

"His Royal Highness seems to be dismissive of our works below, but there are better verses? ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Li Xiaohu. Some of them knew Li Xiaohu, and some had only heard of him, but they all agreed that this vulgar person could understand poetry, and who had the right to look down on our works?

Chen Xiao's face, who was immersed in the cheers, darkened, because he didn't improvise, so his heart was more sensitive. He naturally thought that Li Xiaohu was not mocking his poems, but mocking his behavior, and he was very ashamed in his heart.

Li Xiaohu saw that Wan Xinran actually took the initiative to trouble him, and smiled secretly in his heart: Since you took the initiative to find abuse, don't blame me Li Xiaohu for being ruthless.

Li Xiaohu got up calmly and said, "Xiao Wang doesn't understand poetry. ”

"If you don't know poetry, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending?"

"I heard he came uninvited. ”

"What's wrong with being a good gentleman? ”

"Ahem," Li Xiaohu saw that everyone was whispering, coughed twice to signal everyone to be calm, and then continued: "But this morning, Xiao Wang passed by and heard a white-haired old man who was sweeping snow reading a poem, and I don't know how he wrote, so please appreciate it." ”

Saying that, Li Xiaohu left the seat and recited the poem in style: "The New Year is not blooming, and I was surprised to see the grass sprouts in early February." The snow falls but the spring is too late, so the garden trees are used to fly flowers. ”