Chapter Eighty-Nine: Tea Wood Shows Love

Yun Zishan also found that the atmosphere in the field was a little dull, smiled faintly, and spoke: "I fought the dynasty, and I have always established the country with force and ruled the country with culture. There is no separation between civil and military, the dynasty attaches great importance to talent and learning, and the poetry banquet is to select people with both talent and learning, today does not ask about the background, as long as there is real talent and learning, this princess will definitely recommend to her father and the emperor to entrust her with important tasks!"

As soon as Yun Zishan spoke, the atmosphere suddenly became lively again, in fact, in addition to these sons and daughters of big families, many talented people and talented women turned to literature because they couldn't learn martial arts and their qualifications were too poor. The ultimate goal is still to get ahead and be a great minister.

At that moment, a talented man immediately got up and bowed to Yun Ziyi and the surroundings, then shook his head and said: "Student Zhou Yu, I visited Bulao Mountain not long ago, and I was occasionally inspired to compose a poem, which is to throw bricks and attract jade, and you will laugh and laugh!"

Only then did he see Yun Zishan's head lightly, so he raised his head slightly, closed his eyes and shook his head, and recited: "The drizzle moistens the deep mountains, and the secluded forest rises purple smoke." The fragrance of flowers flows on the trail, and the water washes the tortoise. The birds are tired of returning to the nest, and the visitors are idle. Listen to the nocturne by the railing, accompanied by the moon and the spiritual spring. ”

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

A student immediately slapped it with a folding fan in his hand, closed his eyes and said with a face full of intoxication: "This poem is neat and neat, the artistic conception is gorgeous, giving people an immersive and immersive meaning of swimming in the Ageless Mountain, Brother Zhou Yu is talented, and the younger brother admires and admires..."

Everyone pondered it carefully and found that it was indeed a far-reaching artistic conception, and many young talents turned their eyes to it, and even the first few young ladies gave their attention. Yun Zishan smiled faintly, nodded slightly and praised: "Not bad!"

Zhou Yubo got off to a good start, his face was full of energy, but he bowed his hand again and again, and said humbly: "Don't dare, don't dare, see a smile and laugh!"

Xiao Lang didn't understand this at all, so he couldn't hear it in a fog, so he simply ignored it, grabbed the pastries on the table, lowered his head and ate them loudly. He was so hungry that he was cooing with hunger just now, and he had a fight with Dongfang Hongdou, and his stomach began to protest. It's a pity that there are all pastries here, there is no meat, and although the pastries are delicious, they can't fill your stomach.

"Student Fu Blowing Snow..."

Then the atmosphere in the field began to be lively, these talents rarely participate in such a high-level banquet, even if they have talent in their hearts, they have to show them on all occasions, right? And there are such a big family of young ladies and beauties in the field, the most important cloud purple shirt, if you can win the hearts of beautiful women, and have the opportunity to form a good relationship, it would be wonderful.

Thinking of this, countless talented people are as if they have eaten inferior spring yao, and their passion is surging. I can't wait to throw out all the survival in my heart and show what I have learned.

"This girl from the Zuo family, what is she always staring at Lao Tzu for? It's not reassuring to eat!"

Although Xiao Lang lowered his head, he could clearly feel that a pair of eyes on the other side were staring at him with hatred, feeling like... He prostituted her and didn't pay her.

Zuo Xi, the most beautiful lady in the Zuo family.

Because of Zuo Xi's gaze, many young ladies also swept over, and found that Xiao Lang was very rude and swallowed pastries, not just a few sips of fine wine and jade brew, and his movements were vulgar like cows chewing peonies. Just like a starving ghost, incompatible with the elegant atmosphere of the banquet, they all looked away with some disgust, as if looking at Xiao Lang more would make them feel disgusted.

Yun Zishan also discovered Xiao Lang's style, and frowned slightly, but remembered the last palace banquet and Xiao Lang's style of acting in the field hunting competition, and smiled slightly, disapproving.

The poetry banquet continued, and most of the people ignored Xiao Lang, talked and laughed, and showed their talents. It is true that there are a few talented people who excel in learning and have made their exits, winning a lot of applause and women's eyes and laughter.

"Huh!"

More than a dozen talented sons each wrote a poem, and finally the son of the family made a move, and it was actually Chamu, one of the four princes of the imperial capital.

Cha Mu first saluted lightly towards Yun Zishan, then smiled slightly, locked his eyes on a woman opposite, smiled elegantly again, and said: "Cha Mu is not talented, I would like to compose a poem on the spot, just for... A beautiful woman in the expo room smiled!"

As soon as Chamu's words fell, the hall was full of applause, Chamu has been in the imperial capital to comment on the popularity of the people is very good, humble and polite, extraordinary bearing, at this moment boldly point out for the beloved girl to chant poems to show love.

Talented and beautiful women have been beautiful since ancient times, how can everyone not applaud?

All eyes were on Cha Mu and the young lady he was looking at, with a smile on his face, and even Zuo Xi looked away from Xiao Lang, his beautiful eyes shining with a smile. Only Xiao Lang didn't seem to hear it, and still buried his head in eating.

The girl that Cha Mu looked at was a petite and delicate little jasper, and her appearance was not as dazzling as Zuo Xi in the purple shirt, but she had a unique flavor. She was so embarrassed by Chamu's burning gaze and bold words that she blushed like a ripe apple, lowered her head and didn't dare to look at anyone, her body trembled slightly, and her mood swings were obviously very strong.

Cha Mu smiled chicly, his eyes were still burning, he laughed and said: "The delicate face shines on the peach blossoms, and the eyes are like spring mountains." The shallow water is clear and flows eastward, and the bright moon is quiet and chaotic!"

As soon as the words fell, countless young ladies were filled with envy in their eyes, and several sons also quietly gave a thumbs up to Chamu.

This young lady is the young lady of the Nangong family, one of the top ten families, and her real name is Youyou. Chamu's poem may not be too good, but the last sentence shows that the chariot and horse are showing their love. Although the Zhan Dynasty is open, but at such a banquet of such specifications, boldly show love, in recent years, only the tea wood boy dares to do it!

"Good!"

Everyone was still immersed in the boldness of the tea tree, and a loud shout exploded like thunder in the middle of the night. Everyone looked subconsciously, but saw Xiao Lang, who was eating loudly, raised his head, grinned, holding a piece of pastry in one hand and a glass of wine in the other, with a greasy mouth and a sesame seed hanging on his mouth...

"Brother Chamu, pure masters, I like it!"

Xiao Lang didn't seem to notice the strange gazes of everyone looking at him, and grinned: "I Xiao Lang doesn't have many friends, Chamu is one, that girl is so blessed." Chamu, you can rest assured to pursue boldly, and your brother will give you support, and you will give whatever you want. If it doesn't work, let my grandfather help you propose, and if it doesn't work, I'll help you grab it back, haha!"

"Poof..."

Several talented ladies spat out the wine in their mouths at the same time, and countless people rolled their eyes. The originally beautiful artistic conception was completely destroyed by Xiao Lang's words. Even Cha Mu smiled bitterly, Xiao Lang was helping him or trying to make trouble, but Cha Mu knew the sincerity of Xiao Lang's words, and saluted Xiao Lang with a smile, and said gratefully: "Thank you Lang Shao!"

"Insult Sven, insult Sven!"

"Sure enough, it was born recklessly, rude, rude!"

Countless talented people laughed bitterly, and the originally lively atmosphere became awkward again. Nangong Youyou was even more ashamed to see people, and even Yun Zishan doubted whether it was right or wrong to invite Xiao Lang to this poetry banquet...