"Especially what Cao Jingchun, this time everyone is talking about him, I don't believe he is so talented, I must compare him."

After Han Ying listened, he said a promise, and hurriedly left the painting boat and went on an errand.

Murong Qinxin looked at Zhao Hai, her beautiful eyes flickering, "What?" Are you going to compete with Master Cao? ”

"What kind of drug did you take that made your heart fascinated? Do you know who Lord Cao Jingchun and Master Cao are? ”

Zhao Hai nodded, took it with one hand, and snatched a paper folding fan from a scholar on the side.

When the scholar glared angrily, he directly stuffed a handful of money over, and the man immediately smiled happily and praised Zhao Hai for his magnanimity.

Zhao Hai took the paper folding fan he had just snatched, fanned himself with the wind, and followed the example of those talents, standing next to the boat, coughing twice and saying, "I am naturally familiar with it." ”

"This person is very good at reading, and he can be called a person who is full of wealth and is the best person in the world. There are very few scholars in Xianyang City who disagree with him. ”

"The splendid articles he wrote are fresh and handsome, ethereal, quick-witted, and profound. It's hard for the average person to reach. ”

"When you see him in the three university rooms, you should also be honored, Mr. Cao."

Murong Qin on the side nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to really know Mr. Cao." ”

"I also read his articles, he is the most talented person in Daqin in my eyes." As she spoke, her eyes flashed with star-chasing longing.

Zhao Hai looked at her look, but he didn't expect such a woman with top martial arts skills to like Cao Jingchun.

It's really lacking something, what do you like, I think you're probably a girl who doesn't read much.

"I don't know, which of Mr. Cao's books have you read? We can communicate. Speaking of which, she seemed to be more interested than tonight's poetry meeting.

After listening to this, Zhao Hai said with a smile: "Mr. Cao has written a lot, but I am too busy on weekdays to read a few books. ”

"I can't remember which of Mr. Cao's books you said you had read."

"Besides, you don't need to read so many books by Cao Jingchun to write poems."

When Murong Qinxin heard this, his face changed, and he said, "You don't even read Mr. Cao's books on weekdays, so what kind of reader can you call it?" ”

Zhao Hai coughed, "Why do you have to read his books to be considered a reader?" ”

"Is it possible, only Cao Jingchun's books can be read, and other people's books can't be read?" Zhao Hai is also a little competitive.

Cao Jingchun is a cow, can there be Li Du white cow? What can there be later?

I still have to memorize Cao Jingchun's books, and I am not in school. I am busy with state affairs, and just one Cao Jingchun can't get into my eyes.

Unexpectedly, Murong Qinxin put on a straight face to teach Zhao Hai a lesson, "According to what you mean, do you have some other opinions on Mr. Cao's article?" ”

Zhao Hai touched his nose, "What if you have an opinion?" When I write poetry and essays, I may not be worse than him. ”

I'll use Li Dubai's directly, and you, Cao Jingchun, ten are not enough to fight.

Murong Qin immediately sneered, "You really don't know the height of the sky, just the little poem you made, not as good as Mr. Cao, and dare to talk about Mr. Cao's article." ”

Zhao Hai also smiled, this is obviously a woman's nature, once the idol halo is worn, no one can make it.

Zhao Hai said: "In that case, we might as well go to visit this Mr. Cao Da tonight, how about it?" ”

After finishing speaking, under Zhao Hai's instructions, everyone quickly boarded the big painting boat that was wrapped down by Han Ying.

This painting boat is far more magnificent and gorgeous than the other three schools and even the painting boats contracted by the government and schools. I have to say that Han Ying's ability to hold the black ice platform in the civil society is still very strong.

This ship was full of Black Ice Platform masters arranged by Han Ying in advance and masters from all walks of life to protect Zhao Hai's safety. The level of protection has reached its peak, and even if an assassin dares to attack Zhao Hai, there is only one way out.

The cool breeze in midsummer blows away the heat of July and August, and the comfortable water of the Wei River adds a bit of coolness, so that people can rarely have a good mood in this hot weather.

At this time, Zhao Hai stood on the painting boat, standing side by side with Murong Qinxin, and a beautiful picture of a beautiful talent jumped on the paper, which was refreshing.

Their painting boat, the largest and most beautiful, naturally aroused the surprise and admiration and envy of the surrounding painting boats and the onlookers.

Countless people shouted to Zhao Hai's painting boat, "Brother, can you let me go up too?" ”

"Brother Tai, let me introduce you to my cousin, my cousin is beautiful."

This kind of voice was ups and downs, which made Zhao Hai a little crying and laughing.

However, Zhao Hai's painting boat was not to pretend to be an idler, so Han Ying, who controlled the course of the painting boat, ignored these people.

Zhao Hai's destination is very clear, that is, go straight to the painting boat where Cao Jingchun is and compete with him.

Han Ying had already found out in advance that Cao Jingchun was invited to discuss with others on the painting boat in the Weishui Laboratory.

Therefore, Zhao Hai's painting boat soon approached the classical painting boat of the Weishui Academy. The volume of the painting boat in the Weishui School may only be one-third of that of Zhao Hai's painting boat, but it looks no less impressive, compared to Zhao Hai's luxury painting boat, it is better than the simple, elegant and exquisite.

The painting boat of Weishui School is the product of the craftsmanship left over from the Spring and Autumn Period, the decoration of the painting boat is exquisite and complex, the structure is simple to use, and the painting boat is inscribed with the words of countless famous people, which is more precious.

At this time, Zhao Hai stood on the bow of his painting boat, and gradually approached the painting boat of the Weishui School.

Zhao Hai saw that on the bow of the painting boat in the Weishui School Room, there were several well-dressed and well-dressed young people.

Han Ying pointed at them and whispered, "Master, what they are wearing is the student uniform of the Weishui School. ”

"Several rooms to distinguish students from each other."

At this time, Zhao Hai asked Han Ying to stop the painting boat near the painting boat in the Weishui School, and then saw that the distance was appropriate, so he said to them: "Brother Tai over there, dare to ask Mr. Cao Jingchun if Mr. Cao is on your boat?" ”

There was a young man in Tsing Yi on the other side, shaking his head, closing his eyes, and reciting poetry, as if he was in a slightly drunken state, swaying back and forth against the railing.

The woman on the side looked at him, showing a look of adoration on her face.

Zhao Hai's discordant voice interrupted the two of them.

The young man opened his eyes in displeasure and looked at the source of the sound, and the fan in his hand waved at a high rate, as if he were chasing flies.

"Who dares to call my husband by his name? How can you be so rude? The young man said dissatisfied.

Zhao Hai smiled, knowing what he meant, I am afraid that Cao Jingchun was on that boat.

Zhao Hai then shouted, "Dare to ask Brother Tai, can you help me convey it, just say that Zhao Menglong, the official scholar, has long admired Mr. Cao's name, and came to visit Mr. Cao." “