In recent days, Sun Anmin, Qian Yu, and Xu Shi have arrived in Dingxing one after another.

Wen Qingjuan, the elder of the Wen family, took the opportunity to take the lead and held a literary meeting in the Lotus Garden, where three great Confucian scholars took turns to give lectures and solve their doubts for the scholars in Dingxing.

The gathering of the three great Confucians was a literary event, which attracted many literati to spend a lot of money in order to get an invitation.

However, the number of places is limited, and except for the outstanding, very few people get invitations.

Such a grand event is rare in ten years.

Those who did not get the post regretted and beat their chests.

Outside the lotus garden, there was a lot of voice, rubbing shoulders with each other.

There is someone in front of the door, and only those who hold the post can enter.

Those who did not post looked forward to watching others enter the park, and their eyes were full of envy.

Even if you can't enter, you have to be in the Confucian style.

Han Fu squeezed through the crowd and handed the invitation to the doorman, who verified that it was correct and stepped inside.

Someone recognized Han Fu and couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Han Fu enter the park.

"The one who entered the park at the right time is like the son-in-law of the Zhou family."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the bustling crowd suddenly became noisy.

"Can a son-in-law enter the park?"

"We are all literati, although the name of the text is not obvious, but it is not comparable to the son-in-law, why can the son-in-law go in, but we can only stand outside the garden?"

"That's Han Fu, the poetry is peerless."

"So what? He is a son-in-law. is a son-in-law, even if he is talented, he is also a humble person. ”

"This is unfair, the words of Confucianism, how can a son-in-law listen to it?"

"That being said, what can you do? Do you want to force your way into the lotus garden and ask Mr. Wen for an explanation? ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent.

There are hundreds of people who can't enter the park, and they are full of anger at the moment, but there is nothing they can do.

Forcibly break into the lotus garden and ask for an explanation?

Are you kidding.

The Wen family is such a behemoth, who dares to offend easily?

The eight great families of the Xu Dynasty have been inherited for thousands of years.

The foundation is so deep that even the emperor does not dare to exonerate easily.

The Wen family is one of the eight major clans, and there are hundreds of people in the clan, and they are terrifying.

Wen Qingjuan, the elder of the Wen family, once served as the secretary of the Ministry of War, and now Zhishi is at home and is living in his old age.

If you don't have the identity of Tongtian and the fame of the place, how can you invite the three great Confucians at the same time?

"I'm mad at me."

Everyone was helpless, and their resentment could not be vented, and they only felt depressed.

"A group of incompetent people, apart from shouting indiscriminately, what else do they have to do?"

Someone added fuel to the fire, causing the crowd to be furious.

Looking for prestige, I saw a person standing in front of the door of the lotus garden, using the post as a fan, and fanning the wind comfortably.

This person was eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed luxuriously and brightly, handsome, and looking at the people under the stairs with a playful face.

"What did you say?"

"We are all literati, how can we allow you to slander you like this?"

"Who are you, and why are you so humiliating us?"

"What we say is the truth, how is it in your mouth that it is a nonsense shouting?"

"He's Chen Nanxing."

"Who is Chen Nanxing?"

"The son of the giant businessman Chen family, the son-in-law of the grandson of Kui Guogong, he is the same as Han Fu, he is also a son-in-law."

"It turned out that he was born in a businessman, and he thought that when he entered the mansion of the Kuiguo Kingdom, he flew up to the branches, and dared to despise me and other literati?"

Chen Nanxing was angry and provoked repeated condemnations, but he didn't care, and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, you can enter the park even if you are jealous of your son-in-law." I hate you literati who think very highly of themselves, but have no ability. That's right, I'm a son-in-law, and I have an invitation. Look, I can go in too, haha..."

Chen Nanxing smiled, turned around and walked into the lotus garden, ignoring the people who looked at him angrily.

The lotus garden is huge, covering an area of 30 acres.

There is a pond in the garden, and lotus is born in the pond, hence the name.

Dingxing every inch of land is expensive, and the Wen family can have such a garden, and it is not open to the public, and the depth of the heritage can be seen.

As soon as you enter the park, the breeze hits, bringing bursts of fragrant fragrance and refreshing people's hearts.

Han Fu only felt that his vision was broad, and as far as his eyes could see, there was a beautiful view.

The autumn willows are dyed with gold, and the strips are thousands.

The wind pavilion cornices, the water pavilion flow corner.

It's a pity that it's the mulberry season, and there are no lotus flowers in the pool, only the upright lotus rod supports the lotus canopy, which is densely covered in the pool.

Some lotus pods were picked, leaving only the lotus rods, which gradually withered alone.

Han Fu followed the flow of people, enjoying the beautiful scenery comfortably, and his steps were not in a hurry.

Baili Mingsu enters the park from the east gate, and Han Fu is the south gate.

After arriving at the Lotus Garden, they went their separate ways.

In a moment, when the line reached a wide place, the long wooden cases were placed in an orderly manner, numbering about 100.

Each low case is equipped with a pair of futons, which should be for people to sit cross-legged.

Many low cases are placed in front of them, and two short cases are placed separately to form a relative trend.

The Wen family is rich and wealthy, and there is wine and food on each low table, and there are two servings.

The literary event was accompanied by wine and food, and Han Fu couldn't help but wonder, and he also felt very wonderful.

The meeting had not yet begun, and there was no such thing as Wen Qingjuan and the three great Confucians, and the people who came to listen to the school did not dare to drink and eat, so they looked for seats, or waited quietly alone, or shared the table with friends, and talked in a low voice.

Han Fu looked around for a moment, and finally found a low case where no one was found, so as not to be preempted, he went straight away, and then sat down and waited.

As time passed, there were more and more people, empty seats became more and more scarce, and some people scanned their eyes to find a place.

"This brother, is there anyone here?"

One person came to Han Fu and asked.

Han Fu said: "No one. ”

The person who came was slightly happy and said: "That's the case, if I sit here, will my brother mind?" ”

This man is polite and elegant.

Those who can get invitations to enter this garden are all the best among the literati.

Today's rule is that the two of them sit together, and Han Fu will not be domineering and drive people away.

"But it doesn't hurt to sit down."

"Thank you, brother."

The man sat down, and Xu felt bored waiting, so he talked to Han Fupan.

"In Xia Xiao Maosheng, a person from Dingxing, but seeing that Brother Tai is so eye-catching, dare to ask Brother Tai's name?"

Han Fu replied: "Han Fu." ”

"Han Fu?" Xiao Maosheng was stunned, and asked Chi Chi: "That Han Fu who won the seven poems and entered the Zhou Mansion?" ”

"Exactly." Han Fu nodded.

Xiao Maosheng's expression changed instantly, and his eyes were distant.

He pondered for a moment, then got up and said, "I just remembered that my friends are still waiting for me, and we will meet again." ”

With that, he left, wandered between the low desks, and looked for a seat again.

Han Fu was slightly stunned, then shook his head and smiled.

The identity of the son-in-law is really unwelcome.

Don't say it's close, but you don't want to sit together.

It's okay, happy to be clean and have a table.

After a while, another man came to inquire.

Han Fu simply said: "I am Han Fu, the son-in-law of the Zhou Mansion." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, then turned away.

This was repeated over and over again, and after three more came, no one came to inquire.

Han Fu looked at the audience and found that all the seats were full, and he was the only one in the case.

Oh no... Han Fu suddenly caught a glimpse that a table in the southwest corner was also a person, and he was sitting alone with his hands on his head at the moment.

"Abaaba..."

In another place, Wu Ziyong pointed at Han Fu and reminded his friends.

Zhao Zongsheng was surprised: "He's here too?" ”

Liu Shilin sighed: "No one wants to sit with him, I don't know if I regret entering the Zhou Mansion at this time." ”