The poetry meeting is dispersed, the so-called Luoyang celebrities should enter the restaurant, and those who should go to the Qinglou go to the Qinglou, few people really care about the so-called poetry club.

Also doesn't care about Zhao Xing. Those poems are just the famous works of the famous people he stole from later generations, and he is not capable. Moreover, Zhao Xing is also very unaccustomed to the fact that now he has to dance to the court and down to the Li people, and he doesn't like the practice of fighting hard soldiers. If it weren't for the Han people who were only busy with metaphysics, Confucianism, scriptures, Buddhism, Taoism and other things, there would not have been the later Wuhu 1u-n Hua, one 1u-n is three hundred years!

Seeing that Zhao Xing didn't have the excitement and pride of winning the championship in poetry, Guo Jia couldn't help asking: "Brother Guochang, you have many amazing works tonight, and you envy your little brother, why are you so lonely?"

"Brother Feng Xiao really thinks that sour words can save the people from fire and water?" Zhao Xing asked meaningfully.

"Saving the people in the midst of fire and water, the person who makes such a grand wish, the world is not Brother Guochang alone, but he can practice it, so far Fengxiao has not seen one! Brother Guochang is half, if you go to the party, what Jia sees is as Brother Guochang said, then you are one!" Guo Jia also said with a serious face.

"I won't let Brother Feng Xiao down!" Zhao Xing said confidently.

The two of them thought of the fact that the eunuchs and their relatives were fighting openly and secretly, the entire court was completely thorough, and the people were not happy, so they were silent, and returned to Zhao Xing's mansion with a heavy heart, and they didn't say anything all night.

Early in the morning of the second day, Zhao Xingg practiced marksmanship, and was fighting vigorously in the courtyard when he saw Li Tiezhu come in, still holding an invitation in his hand. "Lord, the family of Zhang's Mansion sent an invitation early in the morning, saying that Scholar Zhang was holding a banquet at home today and invited you to come to the mansion!"

"Oh, this bachelor is really in a hurry, I only agreed to come down yesterday, and today I will send someone to M-N to deliver the invitation. Zhao Xing said to himself.

"Lord, do you want to tell the mastermother and Miss Xu Er about your trip to Zhang's Mansion?" Li Tiezhu, who was a small ghost, winked at Zhao Xing and asked shyly.

"Why do you want to hide them?" Zhao Xing asked a little depressed.

"I'm afraid the lord doesn't know yet, early this morning, the word spread in Luoyang City: the lord was shocked in the Yubi Pavilion last night, and Scholar Zhang wants to marry Zhang Xin Xu to you!"

"Hiss......" The hot world, Zhao Xing couldn't help but pour a breath of cold air. "Damn, who is so idle, how can I say it like the real thing, Lao Tzu hasn't even taken a picture of Zhang Xin's face! Even if he Zhang Jian is willing, then it has to be agreed by General Ben!" Zhao Xing, who said this, turned around and continued to practice, not caring about Li Tiezhu's pouting and underwhelming look.

At the lunch table, Zhao Xing informed everyone that he was going to Zhang Jian's mansion for a banquet in the evening. For a while, no one paid attention to him, Myolie Wu, Xu Wanting, Zhao Yu, Guo Jia, Li Jinsi and others all buried their heads in eating, and Zhao Xing lost his temper.

"I said, aren't you just going to Zhao's Mansion for a banquet, why are you doing it like I'm going to a Hong M-N banquet?" Zhao Xing had no choice but to laugh at himself.

Guo Jia finally couldn't hold it back, and said: "Well, I heard that Zhang Jianzhi NV Zhang Xin is peerless, and the princes and grandsons of Luoyang are all looking forward to seeing the beauty, I don't know if Brother Guochang can take Jia to go with me, let me also open my eyes!"

"Oops, who stepped on my foot!" Guo Jia, who was flying out of the sky and thinking about what was wrong, suddenly wailed. Everyone looked up but saw Zhao Yuzheng staring at Guo Jia, and said angrily: "Call you a **** look! As soon as you hear that someone is going to Zhang's mansion, you will follow the cheap! trample you to death, you deserve it!"

Zhao Xing heard Zhao Yu pointing at Sang and scolding Huai there, saying that he was cheap, and he almost choked to death by a mouthful of food.

"I don't do it!" Xu Wanlin, who had been burying her head in pulling rice grains with chopsticks, suddenly raised her head and said angrily.

"Wanlin, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Xing asked with a concerned face.

"You are not allowed to marry the daughter of the Zhang family now! My aunt has agreed, let me be the third room!" Xu Wanlin said, and everyone stopped their chopsticks in their hands.

"Who said I was going to marry the daughter of the Zhang family?" Zhao Xing smiled bitterly, "I'm just going to Zhang's Mansion to visit Zhang Jian, a scholar, you guys are really a little complicated! I'll go to Zhang's Mansion tonight, and I won't take anyone with me, just let Zhang Wangcai catch the car!" Zhao Xing was a little angry, put down his chopsticks and left the table.

At dusk, Zhao Xing changed into a samurai uniform, carried a long sword with a sharp edge, wore a heart guard made by himself in his close-fitting place, tied a dagger made by tuǐ, sat in the carriage driven by Zhang Wangcai, and went all the way south to Zhangfu near Kaiyang M-N. Zhao Xing deliberately left angrily at noon, leaving behind the words "no one will bring it", which actually has a deep meaning!

Because Zhao Xing has become more and more aware that unknown danger is gradually approaching in the past few days, there is no Guan Yu and Zhao Yun by his side, and even Zhou Cang and Li Jinwu and others are in the party, once they encounter danger, they can deal with it with the hand-to-hand combat skills of special forces, while others are very dangerous. Whether it is NV dependents, Guo Jia or Li Jinsi, any one of them has an accident, it is a huge loss for him.

When I came to Zhang's Mansion, it was already dark, and it was time to hold the lamp. Zhang Wangcai took the name card and went to call M-N, and after a while, the subordinates of Zhang's Mansion opened the Mansion M-N and welcomed Zhao Xing's carriage into the mansion.

In the living room, there was only one person in Zhao Xingxian's hall, and that was Zhang Jian. It seems that tonight's banquet is a very sī event.

"General Zhao, sit down!" Zhang Jian said politely.

According to the etiquette of the Han Dynasty, Zhao Xing knelt in front of the wine table, bowed to Zhang Jian, and said loudly: "I feel honored to be invited to the banquet of university scholars tonight!"

"General Zhao is polite, it's really a blessing to be able to invite a rookie in the literary world to come to the house today! General Zhao, please, drink this cup first!" Zhang Jian said happily. Zhang Jian's happiness is reasonable, because when Zhao Xing, who is very good at being a person, came to Zhangfu, he gave Zhang Jian a car of Changhe Daqu according to the standard of going to Lufu a few days ago!

"I don't know who General Zhao studied under to acquire this talent for both civil and military skills?" Zhang Jian asked with concern.

"It's a shame to say that I can't be a tenant in the countryside of Anyang, I have never had a teacher, and I can't get into the elegant hall with some small literary and martial arts I have learned. Zhao Xing said modestly.

"In this way, Guochang is actually a genius!" Zhang Jian couldn't help but be surprised.

"The university scholar has won the award, and he doesn't dare to be it!" Zhao Xing humbly conceded again.

"I don't know if Guochang is really as good as people say, and his martial arts are superb?" Zhang Jian asked again.

"Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts, and he has never experienced the battlefield, and he dare not say that he is a martial arts group!" Zhao Xing still continued to keep a low profile.

Zhang Jian saw that Zhao Xing was not a person who was proud of his talents, and he did not have the arrogance and arrogance of young people after they once gained power, and he appreciated it in his heart. Still, Mr. Zhang asked questions that had plagued him for a while.

"Guochang has been in the position of a general at a young age, and he is not a young and unambitious person, why do he repeatedly make depressed poems? There are also negative and decadent works such as "Will Enter the Wine", which has brought down the students of Taixue. ”

This question is really difficult to answer, but fortunately, Zhao Xing is anxious and wise, and said very solemnly, "Although Xing is a martial artist, he also has a pure heart." I look at today, how many cold m-n scholars have been cold for ten years, but in the end they can't even get the opportunity of 'goods and the emperor's family', so I feel that I have made a sad and bitter work!"

Although Zhao Xing and Zhang Jian are very different in age, they are quite happy after talking about it, and they have the taste of seeing each other late. The more Zhang Jian looked at Zhao Xing, the more he liked it, and he really moved the idea of letting Zhao Xing be his son-in-law.

"I don't know the geometry of Guochang?" Zhang Jian began to gossip.

"Xing was born in the first year of Jianning, and he is sixteen years old this year," Zhao Xing replied.

"Oh, but it's the same age as my family Xinyi. Zhang Jian said to himself: "I don't know if Guochang has ever been married?"

"I have married one wife and accepted one concubine," Zhao Xing hurriedly replied, but he knew that in today's marriage rules, there was no such thing as a flat wife in the Han Dynasty! A wife is one, and unless she divorces or dies, she cannot marry someone else! The statement of three wives and four concubines is purely a number, and no one in the Han Dynasty dared to say that he had two wives.

Hearing that Zhao Xing had already married a wife and taken a concubine, Zhang Jian's burning love was extinguished, and he let his daughter be a concubine, he never thought that even the emperor would not agree, so Zhao Xing had no hope.

An old man and a young man were talking and chatting in the hall, and they didn't realize that time passed quickly, and an hour had passed in the blink of an eye. Zhao Xingzheng y- got up to say goodbye, but saw a white-clothed NV who looked like Chang'e in the moon walked in lightly, put his hands on his right waist, his right foot behind him, half-squatted and lowered his head, and said "General Zhao Wanfu" like a natural sound.

Zhao Xing is now familiar with the etiquette of the Han Dynasty, and knows that the NV in front of him is a standard "Wanfu Ceremony" for himself, which is a very solemn etiquette, so he quickly got up and bowed to the NV Zi and returned the salute.

Zhang Jian originally agreed with his daughter, if he thinks Zhao Xing can be his son-in-law, then call NV to come out to meet, if he thinks it is not appropriate, then don't shout. Now Zhang Xin didn't listen to his father's arrangement, and ran out by himself, which made Zhang Jian very annoyed, but it was inconvenient to do it in front of Zhao Xing, so he had to be silent and watch from the side.

"Xinyi heard that General Zhao made good poems, I don't know if I can give a poem to the little nv?" Although Zhang Xin was ashamed, he made a bold request.

Zhao Xingzheng was shocked by Zhang Xin's stunning face, and sighed in his heart No wonder Luoyang scholars flocked to it, wanting to see the Zhang family's nv children but couldn't get it, this nv child is really beautiful Y-N to the extreme, if it weren't for his daughter-in-law F-Xu Wanting who was beautiful and made herself resistant, she would really have to be m-caught in her mind. Hearing Zhang Xin begging for poetry from himself, Zhao Xing couldn't shirk it, and in a hurry, Hu 1u-ny-n recited Liu Yongdi's "Yulin Bell", which was so-so, but this sloppiness caused a love debt!

Students who are familiar with the word "Yulin Bell" should know that the original text of Liu Yong's word is as follows:

The chilling cicada is poignant, and it is late to the long pavilion. At the beginning of the shower, all the m-n tents have no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke boo, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival. Where to wake up tonight? Willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who is waiting to say it!

This word describes the lingering scene of parting between lovers, which just evokes Zhang Xin's young NV heart that is just beginning to bloom, and makes this beautiful NV child who is as tender as water mistakenly think that Zhao Xing is hinting at his affection. Zhao Xing is just a quote from Hu 1u-n, but in Zhang Xin's ears, it is like a declaration of love. Zhang Xin, who was originally obsessed with the performance of "wind sao" above Zhao Xing's poetry club, fell into the love network he weaved and couldn't extricate himself.

After a certain thief Hu 1u-ny-n finished reciting a poem, he quickly got up and said goodbye to Scholar Zhang, left Zhang's mansion in a hurry, and rushed back to the north of the city overnight.