The aroma of wine is overflowing, and the fresh fruit is delicacious.

But before the Confucianism arrived, no one dared to taste the wine.

Han Fu originally thought that the Heyuan Literary Society should be to hold orders and abide by the law, the great Confucian speaks, and everyone listens.

It wasn't until I arrived here that I realized that the literati of the Xu Dynasty were not rigid, but very casual.

Lectures and drinks are carried out at the same time, which can be regarded as unique and complementary.

The smoke breeze was cool, and many literati either talked in low voices, or sat quietly, waiting patiently, and there was no hurry.

Suddenly, the sound thinned.

Han Fu felt something and turned his head to look.

The four old men came together, chatting and laughing while walking.

The four of them are all bright and elegant.

During the banquet, the literati got up one after another, and so did Han Fu.

The four of them walked to the two empty desks in front of them, and looked at the many literati with a smile.

Everyone shook their heads and said in unison: "I've seen three great Confucians, Mr. Wen." ”

It was discussed in advance, so there was no confusion.

It should be because of his identity, but no one informed Han Fu, so he could only make a shallow gesture and open his mouth without making a sound.

The four of them accepted it happily, and one laughed heartily and said: "I often hear that Xu is an outstanding person, and today I have seen many young talents, and I am fortunate to be old." ”

This person has a childish face and a strong spirit, and he is a great Confucian in Yuanzhou.

With this praise, everyone at the banquet was radiant, but they didn't dare to show it, so as not to lose their demeanor in front of Confucianism.

On the left side of Qian Yue, there are Xu Shi, the great Confucian of Xingzhou, and Sun Anmin, the great Confucian of Ganzhou, who are also smiling at this time, looking at the literati.

Wen Qingjuan, the elder of the Wen family, is located on the right side of Qian Yu, and as the host, he has to be modest.

Wen Qingjuan smiled and said: "Brother Qian praises falsely, it is the blessing of us to be able to hear Brother Qian's teachings and solve doubts." ”

"Haha..."Qian Yue waved his hand and said: "My reputation as a great Confucian is just the love of the world, just chat, don't dare to teach." ”

"I once heard that money is more modest, but when I see it today, it is true." Sun Anmin said with a smile.

"Where, where..."

The four of them exchanged a few words from the customer, and then sat down, and many literati saw this, and then sat down one after another.

Wen Qingjuan summoned his entourage and gave a few words in his ear, the man nodded, then straightened up, and said loudly: "Although today is a cultural meeting, there is no need to be restrained. The vegetable aroma and wine are mellow, and they should not be disappointed. If you have any doubts about learning, you can also put it forward, and the three great Confucians will answer it. ”

Today's literary meeting is different, the three Confucians do not speak, but many literati ask questions, and the three give explanations.

This form is really novel.

Han Fu came here just to join in the fun, so naturally there was no problem.

Later, others asked questions, and Da Confucian answered. He only needs to look at it, so as to infer the level of Xu Chao's literati.

He saw that Wen Qingjuan had been drinking and laughing with the three great Confucians, so he also picked up chopsticks and poured himself a drink.

One person occupies two seats, which is comfortable and comfortable.

Although Han Fu didn't care, others were the opposite.

In person, there are still three Confucians, and they can ask questions at will, this is an opportunity, and many people can't ask for it.

What do you ask in order to not lose your standards?

Many literati either bowed their heads in contemplation or whispered discussions, but no one cared about the food and drink.

Only Chen Nanxing in the corner, like Han Fu, eats and drinks with a comfortable look.

"In front of Confucianism, he dares to eat and drink at will, which is really unbearable. Well, the more you do this, the better it will be for me. Zhao Ziqian stared at Han Fu's back and smiled secretly.

Suddenly, he saw that Han Fu was no longer sitting cross-legged, but stretched out his legs under the case, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"Here's your chance."

Zhao Ziqian's mind moved, no one asked questions left and right, and seeing that Han Fu was so indecent at the moment, he hurriedly got up.

"Student Zhao Ziqian, I have seen three great Confucians, and I have seen Mr. Wen."

His rise attracted many eyes.

Wen Qingjuan smiled and said, "Writer Zhao Ziqian, what questions do you have?" ”

Zhao Ziqian held his head proudly, pretending to be modest and said: "In front of the great Confucian, the students dare not call themselves literary heroes. ”

Xu Shi praised: "To be called a writer, he must be knowledgeable. You don't have a problem, and if we can't solve it, we'll be ashamed. ”

Xu Shi's humorous words drew laughter from the literati.

Han Fu couldn't help but wonder, so he moved his body lightly and shifted his weight from his right hip to his left hip.

After sitting cross-legged for a long time, my legs were numb, and even if I split and straightened, it was only slightly relieved, and my butt still felt sore.

Zhao Ziqian shook his head and said: "Before asking about school, the student still has one more thing, don't talk about it. ”

"Oh?"

Everyone became interested, and Xu Shi asked curiously, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhao Ziqian glanced at Han Fu, who was still eating and drinking, sneered secretly, and then bowed and said: "Please also ask Mingjian, students love poetry, and in addition to studying at home, they often use this pastime for recreation, and write books on paper and hang them on the wall." Some time ago, the student's home was robbed, and he simply threw away the copper-smelling thing, so he didn't care. ”

"However, a few days ago, someone used student poems to win the Zhou family's literary contest and became the son-in-law of the Zhou family."

The words fell, and the audience was in an uproar.

Han Fuzheng was about to pour wine, but he paused when he heard the words, and looked at Zhao Ziqian in astonishment.

Interesting...

Han Fu chuckled, feeling very funny.

It should have been calculated, who else could there be besides the Qin family?

Letting Zhao Ziqian speak, ignoring the surprised eyes of others, Han Fu was calm and continued to pour wine.

Let's watch him perform first.

Zhao Ziqian continued: "Although students don't care about fame and profit. But they can't tolerate hypocrites who use students' poems to make a name for themselves. Therefore, I have the courage to take the opportunity of today to expose this person's ugly face. ”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and many literati looked at each other and whispered.

Wen Qingjuan and the four of them glanced at each other, their expressions uncertain.

The people are old and sophisticated, and the four of them are knowledgeable, so they naturally will not believe the words of Zhao Ziqian's family.

Qian Yu asked: "Insist that Qingshan will not relax, the roots are in the broken rocks, and the strength is still strong after thousands of blows, and the wind in the southeast and northwest is Ren Er... But these seven poems? ”

Zhao Ziqian said: "Exactly. ”

Xu Shi sighed: "These seven poems, the old man has heard them before he arrives in Dingxing. At that time, it was amazing, and such a poetic talent was truly peerless. You said that these seven poems were all written by you, but they were stolen by thieves and impersonated, do you have a certificate? ”

"Yes." Zhao Ziqian leaned over, picked up the seven painting scrolls at his feet, walked to Wen Qingjuan and the four of them, unfolded them one by one, and said: "The seven poems are all brought by the students, some have been created for a long time, and some are old. ”

The four of them looked at Xu for a moment, but they were not decided.

Wen Qingjuan stared at Zhao Ziqian deeply, lowered his eyes and said, "Why did you choose to expose this person today, instead of a few days ago?" ”

In response to this question, Zhao Ziqian already had a draft, and hurriedly said: "Some time ago, I was studying at home, and I closed my door to thank guests, and there was no servant to tell me, so I didn't know. If it weren't for today's meeting, the students would have just gone out after receiving the invitation, and I am afraid that they would still be kept in the dark. ”

The Wen family is powerful and cannot be easily offended, Zhao Ziqian answered cautiously, for fear of revealing his feet.

If it weren't for today's events, he would have faith and would not have dared to do so if he was given 10,000 dares.

Wen Qingjuan asked, "The person you said should be called Han Fu, and he is here too, right?" ”

"Here we are." Zhao Ziqian replied, and then looked at Han Fu.

Everyone followed his gaze, and their eyes all fell on Han Fu.

In an instant, Han Fu's indecent posture was in full view.

However, in the face of many eyes, Han Fu was not in a hurry.

Picking up the wine glass, drinking it all, and facing many strange eyes, Han Fu smiled and said, "You guys talk first, and wait until I'm full." ”

"Oh... Zhao Dawenhao, right, you might as well show the poems to everyone, so that you can verify them. ”

Anyway, pour the wine and drink it all, feel comfortable and relaxed.

As if the matter had nothing to do with him.