At the same time, Cheng Yuan entered the front hall.

Not far behind him, two literati from the Yanwang Mansion glanced at Cheng Yuan and snorted coldly.

Many of these literati are talents invited by King Yan, and there are also civil officials, who often help the prince and the king of the county to give lectures.

In front of the hall, Zhu Gaochi and his entourage Li Qian stood in the courtyard and greeted these literati staff.

In the hall on the second floor, Zhu Gaoxu and Xianning were arguing, and when they saw An Cheng coming, they stopped fighting.

The downstairs was very lively, and all the guests were all there, sitting at two tables.

Because of the strict rules of the palace, the two county lords were not allowed to sit with those guests.

Cheng Yuan drank a cup of tea, sat quietly in the corner, looked at these high-minded literati, and shook his head.

You look down on me, a sweet potato grower, and I look down on you hypocritical readers.

Sitting at a table alone, how cool it is, no one has grabbed the food.

Yes.

In addition to the two full tables, the third table was only Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan rarely interacts with them, and those people only know that there is such a person as Cheng Yuan, but they are not familiar with them.

The people in the palace next to him knew Cheng Yuan, and sent a snack and said, "Mr. Cheng, if you need anything, just tell me." ”

Cheng Yuan glanced at him, put down the teacup and nodded, "I know, thank you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Gaochi walked in from the door, and the noisy voices of everyone immediately lowered.

Everyone stood up at the same time. Salute and greet the prince of King Yan.

Cheng Yuan just nodded to Zhu Gaochi and continued to drink silently.

Zhu Gaochi is the son of King Yan, and he will be the prince in the future, so everyone naturally wants to be favored by King Yan's mansion.

The people at the other two tables looked at Cheng Yuan with some disdain and banter in their eyes.

Sure enough, he was a stunned young man who only knew how to grow rice.

They only heard that there was a rice planter who was favored by the prince.

I didn't expect it to be such a stunned young man.

Zhu Gaoxu sat on the second floor and felt bored.

"These literati are too boring, and only the second brother can stand it." Zhu Gaoxu complained.

When Xianning saw Cheng Yuan, he remembered that every time he greeted An Cheng, he ignored himself.

Behind the curtain on the second floor, he smiled and said, "Mr. Cheng also has a day when he is not welcomed." ”

Zhu Gaoxu respected Cheng Yuan very much in his heart, and said dissatisfiedly: "You are not liked either." ”

"An Cheng, what do you think of Mr. Cheng?" Xianning asked.

An Cheng said coldly: "I'm not familiar with him. ”

An Cheng cut her hair, she didn't want them to notice her abnormality.

What's the matter, he went by himself, but he left, without sincerity.

But she wouldn't admit to going to the backyard just now.

"The prince sits here."

"Son, please take a seat......"

The crowd stood up and gave way.

Zhu Gaochi saw the two tables of enthusiastic guests, and saw Cheng Yuan sitting alone and being left out in the cold, his brows furrowed slightly, but it was only for a moment.

smiled at everyone: "Everyone, please take a seat, you're welcome, you can drink." ”

Although they are all guests of the Yanwang Mansion, there are also levels here.

Someone got up and asked Zhu Gaochi to sit down.

Zhu Gaochi responded politely and greeted him politely.

"Mr. Cheng, you really don't talk like that." Zhu Gaochi glanced around, looked at Cheng Yuan, who had poured himself wine, and said.

The guests were stunned, and there was schadenfreude in their hearts: "It's really not like words, the prince is here, and he doesn't get up to greet him." ”

Everyone knows that this hillbilly is going to offend the son.

"Mr. Cheng, why don't you let me pour you wine, you have to pour it yourself. Before my father and mother left, I was specially instructed to take good care of my husband. ”

"The prince asked the prince to take care of him?" The man behind him came back to his senses and muttered to himself.

Zhu Yunchi walked next to Cheng Yuan and sat down casually.

The entourage Li Qian also hurriedly helped Cheng Yuan pour wine.

Cheng Yuan looked at Zhu Gaochi, and then he reacted: "Shizi, this is not appropriate." ”

"Yes, my dad specially told me."

At the other two tables, those literati were a little embarrassed.

It's not obvious that they're bullying that kind of guy, what the prince will think of them.

Drinking and reciting poetry was a must for these literati.

Upstairs, Zhu Gaoxu was already drowsy.

However, Xianning and An Cheng County Lord were still looking down from behind the window screen.

Banquets and poems are all elegant bureaus, and these literati guests will naturally not let go of showing their skills to the prince.

There was a staff member surnamed Chen, who made a poem with the word wine.

Next, two more poems that Cheng Yuan didn't know made poems.

Tang poems, Song poems, and Yuan songs, by the time of the Ming Dynasty, poetry was no longer so popular.

Everyone makes poems, just to have a good time.

One of the staff members read two sentences: "Tibetan flowers in spring and wine in autumn, the cup shadow obliquely shines on the wine and is sweet." ”

The county lord of Xianning, who was sitting on the second floor, rolled his dark eyes and looked at An Chengdao: "I think this sentence is good, that person is so talented." ”

Zhu Gaoxu said: "It must be good, you can't even memorize Tang poems, a female clam with two legs, and the male clam says that it looks beautiful." ”

Xianning was puffing up, and his chest was heaving.

The fourth brother's mouth is so poisonous, she really wants to hit him and tear his mouth apart.

The homework that I did ignorant before will be turned out and ridiculed.

The candlelight shone on her, and her clothes and skirts were flamboyant, like a spicy little sister.

An Cheng's extravagance is in his bones, he is a little arrogant and talented.

But Xianning is like a flamboyant peacock, daring to think and dare to do.

Downstairs, it's also lively.

The last person mentioned flowers, and Zhu Gaochi proposed to write a poem containing flowers.

When I arrived at Chengyuan, everyone was like watching a good show.

"Mr. Cheng, please." Several literati immediately started to coax.

The scene was very lively, and most of the people watched the jokes.

Cheng Yuan got up, ignored the laughter of those literati, and said lightly:

"There are no good days for a long time, and the flowers in the deep spring are red for a while."

"Right and wrong must be endured, half demented and half deaf."

I copied poems to teach them, not to pretend to be 13, Cheng Yuan thought to himself.

The crowd fell silent.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at An Cheng, his sister was the talent of a female student with a mother, and asked, "An Cheng, is Mr. Cheng sure to win?" ”

An Cheng didn't speak, she had seen this poem in the book given by Cheng Yuan, but she didn't want to mention it angrily.

Downstairs, a staff member stood up and said with a smile: "I saw that Yahuan in the house read this poem in the book, the book was written by a Ming maniac, and Mr. Cheng copied it from there!" ”

"It turned out to be copied, haha."

"He is only suitable for planting rice, where can he make poems, don't embarrass him."

The crowd laughed.

"Gentlemen...... Lord An Cheng walked to the railing on the second floor, through the gauze curtain, and said in a gentle tone: "The words you see are actually written by Mr. Cheng." ”

Although he didn't want to have anything to do with him, he couldn't help but explain when he heard everyone laughing.

Cheng Yuan looked at the slender figure behind the gauze curtain, and thought to himself, there is finally someone who is willing to speak fairly.

From a certain point of view, those scripts have been read by Yahuan and the county lord.

If she doesn't testify for herself, I'm afraid she will be ridiculed.

A literati proposed: "No, there are several books in the house with different names." ”

Zhu Gaochi said: "These are all Mr. Cheng's pseudonyms. ”

Cheng Yuan knew in his heart that there were a few scripts that were given by the system before signing in.

Those names have not changed themselves.

Everyone present looked at Cheng Yuan in disbelief.

Zhu Gaochi got up and said with a smile: "The poem is made by Mr. Cheng, I think it's good." ”

The air of embarrassment lasted for a few seconds......

"Good poetry, good poetry...."

"It's good poetry."

Everyone found themselves under the stairs.

The crowd said, "Please make two more songs, sir." ”

'I'm in a bad mood, so I don't do it. Cheng Yuan continued to drink.

“！！！！！！。”

"You, you.... Look, son..."

Zhu Gaochi said with a smile: "I think of something and ask Mr. Cheng, let the king of Gaoyang County accompany everyone to drink." ”

An Cheng left quietly under Xianning's rape gaze.

Zhu Gaoxu reluctantly came down and drank with the literati.