In the autumn of August, there are gusts of autumn wind blowing from time to time, Cui Wen is wearing a brand new Wensheng uniform standing in the courtyard, looking at the cherry blossoms flying and fluttering in the sky:

"The cherry blossoms fall, the cherry blossoms fly, the cherry blossoms sing the cherry blossoms sadly; Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info flowers flying, phoenix residence, Qixi hand in hand with red dust play. ”

The past is unbearable, and the cherry blossoms scattered all over the ground are not telling Cui Wen's inner loneliness. When he came, the cherry blossoms in full bloom and the flowers competed with each other, and now the red face is still the same, and the cherry blossoms have fallen.

Although Lin Yuyan can be called 'phoenix', Cui Wen rarely has the word 'phoenix'.

"Young master, how do we go to the lotus pond today?"

The readers who participated in the Lotus Pond Tanabata Poetry Club ranged from the old Confucian who knew the destiny of heaven to the children who had not yet tied their hair. Some of the tall horses walked in a dashing manner, some of the brocade sedan chairs were like clouds, and some of the ox carts were marching forward.

"Just say what's going on. Looking at Lin Yuyan's somewhat weakened face, Cui Wen felt some pity in his heart.

"Then we don't want to be high-headed, don't take a brocade sedan chair or a servant, and go on foot?"

"It's up to you. ”

The Lotus Pond Tanabata Poetry Festival is famous in Jingcheng and even Jeju, Jingcheng is close to the Lotus Pond, but anyone who thinks that he has a good literary style and is accompanied by a red face will go there.

Naturally, there are also singles, those who are to be married, and go to the poetry club to see the demeanor of others.

Therefore, on the road from Jingcheng to Hechi, there are quite a lot of high-headed horse brocade sedan ox carts. Cui Wen and Lin Yuyan walked hand in hand, which attracted many people's attention for a while.

Some have disdain in their eyes, some kindly invite, and some follow onlookers...

"Ten years of heaven, the year is in Jihai, the end of the autumn hunt, the autumn wind is slow. I saw that the two of them walked lightly, and had nothing to do with Fengyue, and I was a little curious in my heart. A very luxurious brocade sedan chair stopped next to Cui Wen, and a young man in brocade clothes got out of the car and followed on foot.

Cui Wen didn't care about it before, he just wanted to enjoy the fun of walking with Lin Yuyan, and besides, the son-in-law would not be able to endure hardship. The boy didn't come forward, but followed from a distance.

The brocade sedan chairs on both sides are crowded, and the crowd behind them follows, becoming a wonder for a while. Cui Wen and the others laughed and played all the way, chanting poems, which made people feel a little envious.

The scholar has excellent literary talents, and the woman is pretty, and she is really a good pair of talented and beautiful women.

Outside the lotus pond, there is only one path leading to the lotus pavilion, and the carriage brocade sedan chair is parked outside the lotus pond. The readers who participated in the poetry club walked on the trail with red faces.

"This son, now that the lotus pond has arrived, why is he still following? Cui Wen was a little puzzled.

"At the beginning of spring, in the bright moon building, the poem went out of the town, and the Son of Heaven was angry. The young man didn't seem to care about the gradually changing gaze in Cui Wen's eyes, and said to himself: "Summer goes to autumn, in Shizuka's house, things change in vain, and the talented man is lonely." ”

The young man smiled slightly: "I can see it today, accompanied by red faces, but it is a pity that everyone in the world is drunk and I am awake." ”

"What do you mean by coming?" Cui Wen was shocked in his heart, this young man who didn't look amazing was actually monitoring his every move!

"In Xia Chen Fo, he didn't mean to spy on Gongzi, but Cui Gongzi's literary brilliance is outstanding, which is really rare, wouldn't it be a pity if he was decadent?" Chen Fo said with a smile.

Chen Fo, the grandson of the Chen family of Luoshan, one of the four wealthy families of the Great Chongqing Kingdom.

"Cui Gongzi, can I have the honor to go to the lotus pond with you?" Chen Fo explained: "Even if you pour wine on the side, you just want to see Gongzi's literary brilliance." ”

Cui Wen couldn't cry or laugh, the Lotus Pavilion Poetry Club is exclusive to lovers, what does it mean to be with a teenager?

Looking at the luxurious brocade sedan chair behind Chen Fo, Cui Wen smiled and turned around and left.

Chen Fo was immediately stunned.

"Young master, today is the Qixi Festival, which is the day for lovers to get together. Besides, you are not related to him, and your identity is mysterious, how can he be with you?" reminded the old servant.

"Mistakes, mistakes. Chen Fo patted his head, followed after him, and shouted: "Cui Gongzi, you wait for me!"

......

The trail winds its way through the flats, and the crowd is like a dragon.

At the end of the trail, there is a pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond, called the Lotus Pavilion. Around it, there are small well-ordered pavilions in a circle.

Between the small pavilions and the small pavilions, there are scattered sheep intestine paths connected, and many maids shuttle among them, serving wine and fruits for the small pavilions.

Generally speaking, only the writer with the name of the writer is qualified to sit in the pavilion, and the position in the front row is extremely particular.

"Yo, isn't this Cui Dacai who eats soft rice at home and relies on women to support him?"

When Lin Yuyan and Cui Wen were talking carefully about the rules of the poetry club, a voice full of mockery suddenly came from behind them. The two turned their heads, only to see a group of people coming, and everywhere they passed, the crowd automatically gave way to the road.

"The leader is the head of the four wealthy families in Dayu, the eldest son and grandson of the Hanlin Song family, Song Hao, and he is also the guy who has been pestering me. Lin Yuyan whispered in Cui Wen's ear.

Song Hao didn't care about Cui Wen's gaze at all, and went straight to Lin Yuyan: "Yuyan, can I invite you to go to the Qixi Poetry Festival with me?"

Lin Yuyan wanted to scold, but was gently pulled by Cui Wen and blocked in front of him: "Literati, children are long, fair lady, good gentleman..."

"You know each other. ”

As soon as the words fell, Cui Wen's face suddenly turned cold: "A gentleman doesn't take it, and a literati doesn't make it obscene." May I ask Song Gongzi, is he a gentleman who is ingenious and shameless, and can he be called a literati?"

Cui Wen's body is full of literary energy, his tongue is like a sword, and his words are sharp.

"You..." Song Hao's face was cold, and there was a crack in his heart and eyes, and the pain was unbearable.

Scholars are happy and achieve scholars. Now Song Hao's literary name was damaged, his literary position was injured, and his legs were weak and he almost fell to the ground.

"Okay!" Chen Fo followed Cui Wen closely, and when he witnessed the latter attacking Song Haowen's name, he couldn't help but cheer loudly.

Chen Fo and Song Hao are both among the four wealthy families in Chongqing, but their styles are very different, and they have always had a lot of grievances. It is rare for someone to dare to face the Song family directly, how can they not applaud it?

"Cui Wen, you wait for me..."Song Hao was chic when he came, but embarrassed when he left.

After Song Hao left, Cui Wen said: "Thank you Chen Gongzi for relieving me." ”

"Brother Cui is polite, although the Song family is the head of the four wealthy families in Dayu, they do not do the things of wealthy families. It really insults the name of the four giants, since they meet, how can they watch?" Chen Buddha returned the salute, without the slightest arrogance of the disciples of the four giants.

So, Chen Fo took this opportunity to invite Cui Wen again and invited him to participate in the poetry meeting.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey. "Cui Wen is not good to refuse again.

The literati value nothing more than the literary name, if he refuses again, in the eyes of others, I am afraid that Cui Wen will be rumored to be crazy.

"Brother Cui, do you know why everyone in the Lotus Pond Poetry Society is flocking to it?" Walking into the pavilion, a maid immediately stepped forward to serve, Chen Fo laughed with the maid and asked.

"I don't know. ”

Cui Wen and the others sat in the second row of the circular pavilion, in which a stone platform was placed, on which were placed fine wine fruits for the literati to eat. On both sides of the stone platform are placed a beat

Row of benches for couples to enjoy flowers and fish.

At this moment, many scholars walked through the pavilion with confidants and saw Chen Fo, and they all stepped forward to talk to him. Many sharp-eyed people also exchanged a few polite words with Cui Wen, and they were familiar with each other.

After all, how can it be simple for someone who can become a guest of Buddha Chen?

After greeting a few words with the literati who came and went, Chen Fo said: "The Qixi Poetry Festival is ostensibly for couples to enjoy flowers and chant poems, but in fact it is a blind date meeting. ”

Along the way, Cui Wen also saw single men and women coming and going, such as Song Hao, such as Chen Fo. They came to participate in this poetry meeting, probably because most of them came for the sake of their red faces.

Chen Fo was also funny when he spoke, and Cui Wen just smiled, so that Lin Yuyan could enjoy the blooming lotus flowers.

"Hey, Brother Cui is accompanied by a beautiful woman, but I don't know the distress of being single. Seeing this, Chen Fo sighed with emotion.

The little girl heard that Feng Feng Lingxue, a talented girl from Jing Academy, would also participate in the poetry meeting, and she sat down in the lotus pavilion. Hearing Chen Fo's sigh, Lin Yuyan smiled and said.

"Really?" Chen Fo's eyes lit up.

Seeing Chen Fo's eagerness, Cui Wen deliberately changed the topic: "Oh, what's the point of sitting in the Lotus Pavilion?"

"The lotus pavilion is full of well-known talented women in Jingcheng, the purpose of participating in the poetry meeting..."Lin Yuyan looked at Chen Fo with a smile and said, "Maybe you can fall in love with a certain talent and accompany you for a lifetime?"

"Blessed are the people of the world. Cui Wen smiled.

On the side, seeing Cui Wen and the others making fun of themselves, Chen Fo didn't care, his eyes were a little burning: "Feng Lingxue will really come to participate in the poetry meeting?"

"Look..."

Looking along Lin Yuyan's line of sight, I saw that the white-clothed Shengxue came like a floating light. It's too far away to see her face clearly, but she is also a beautiful woman who is peerless.

Not only that, it is said that the four women of Jing Academy will participate in the poetry meeting, which is simply a blessing for the people of the world.

For example, Chen Fo, Song Hao and other sons of families are more or less here for the name of the four major women. In response to the old saying, my fair lady is a gentleman.

"Brother Cui, you have to help me. Chen Fo said sincerely.

When Cui Wen heard this, he smiled and said: "Chen Gongzi, I have heard of helping people fight and spending money, but I have never heard of helping people pursue women." ”

Not long after, the Qixi Poetry Festival officially began.

"Sit down, Miss Chang has something to delay, I'm afraid I'll come later. A maid appeared in the Lotus Pavilion and apologized to the scholars present.

"Miss Chang is one of the four great women, I will wait for a while. ”

"It's okay to do it,"

"With such a beautiful day, there is only one missing girl. ”

Many readers expressed their understanding, and some sighed for a long time, but fortunately, the other three girls were there. Otherwise, this Qixi poem will definitely be a lot less fun for those single talents.