In front of Jardine Hall.

Murong Fu was alone, and Cao Wei was not by his side.

I saw Murong Fu stepping into Yihe Hall with a smile, and bowed his hand to Shi Zizheng again and again:

"Brother Zizheng, it's raining just now, and it's not easy to walk on the road, so it's delayed a little, and please don't blame Brother Zizheng!"

Shi Zizheng waved his hand, his face was full of red light: "Brother Xian, how can I blame you, it's too late to thank you this time!" ”

"Huh?"

Murong Fu was a little stunned: "Brother Zizheng, what's going on?" ”

Don't wait for Shi Zizheng to answer.

Murong Qing walked up to him and hurriedly asked, "Daddy, what about Cao Wei and the others?" ”

When he heard the word Cao Wei, he instantly frowned: "Qing'er, you will have less contact with him in the future, my father has already given him a chance, and it can be regarded as benevolent and righteous!" ”

“？？？”

"This ......"

Everyone looked at Murong Fu, and even Shi Zizheng couldn't help but show doubts.

"What are you all looking at me for?"

Murong Fu was a little strange, and then his eyes fell on Murong Qing's body: "Didn't my father let people come over to send poems, and let him bring you words, isn't it ......?"

"Father!"

Murong Qing glanced at her father resentfully, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and asked, "Father, you shouldn't have read the words written by Cao Wei, right?" ”

Murong Fu waved his hand and said angrily, "Look? What's there to see? said for my father, if it weren't for your face and finally helped him, how long would it take for him to be there with Yang Huai? ”

"Ahem......"

Shi Zizheng coughed twice.

"Brother Zizheng, what's wrong with you?" Murong Fu was getting more and more confused.

He understands Shi Zizheng's character, and he is not a wise man who is good at showing all kinds of colors, but now his expression is changing frequently.

Murong Fu swept towards the Confucian scholars again, and found that the atmosphere seemed to be really a little wrong.

But he didn't know what the reason was!

At this time, even Murong Qing's face was a little embarrassed.

She thought her father had seen it just now, so she sent this word, but she didn't even think that she hadn't seen it!

Just don't look at it.

But that look just now is completely disdainful of looking at it!

Now I want to come.

It has to be thanks to Wang Yuan!

Otherwise, this matter will become the most regrettable thing in this life, and it will also have a great impact on her future practice!

"Daddy!"

Murong Qing raised her mouth: "My daughter really can't have more contact with him in the future, after all, Cao Wei will be Uncle Shi's protégé immediately, and he is also Uncle Shi's son-in-law." ”

"Protégé? Son-in-law? ”

Murong Fu's old eyes widened, and the next moment he blew his beard in an instant: "Impossible, just him?" ”

"Yes, it's up to him!"

Shi Zizheng couldn't bear to continue to look at this friend and continue to lose face, so he had to speak directly.

Shi Di's cheeks were slightly red at the same time, and he looked a little embarrassed.

But at this moment, the most surprised were the Confucian students.

They knew that Shi Zi was trying to take in a protégé, but what did this son-in-law mean in Murong Qing's mouth?

Don't.

Shi Zi just wants to give all his net worth to Cao Wei?

So this poetry meeting is actually to inherit all the mantles of Shi Zizheng, including his own daughter?

Hiss......

Envy!

In addition to envy, everyone is still envious!

At this time.

Murong Fu also seemed to realize the problem, so he hurriedly asked, "Why, could it be that Cao Wei still wrote any good words?" How good could that be when he made it in a wagon? ”

"Okay? It's just great! ”

"No, I can't describe it well now!"

Murong Qing let out a long sigh, with a little hatred on her face, like a little adult.

This daddy of hers is extremely careful in his daily life, and he never wants to offend anyone.

But now such a serious mistake has been made.

If not outside.

She really wanted to ask her dad what kind of mood he was in right now!

Then.

The Confucian scholar who was chanting the words also picked up Cao Wei's words in both hands and walked in front of Murong Fu:

"Lord Murong, these are the words made by Cao Wei."

"I'll take a look."

Murong Fu took the words, and at this time he still didn't believe that Cao Wei could make any good words in such a creative environment, so his eyes were firmly fixed on the words in his hand.

He was skeptical, then distracted, but finally his face was shocked, as if he had encountered something impossible.

"How...... How could it be ......"

"How could he be in such a state of mind...... This son will be young next year......"

Murong Fu's eyes widened, and his mouth was wide open, as if he realized something, and suddenly a strong sense of regret erupted from the bottom of his heart.

And coupled with the remarks just now, and looking at his own expressions with others, this time he has lost face!

At this time, he couldn't wait to give himself two punches.

Such a talent......

He actually ......

"Lord Murong."

Shi Zizheng suddenly interrupted Murong Fu's thoughts: "Lord Murong, I don't know where Cao Wei is now?" ”

"Brother Zizheng......"

Murong Fu now felt a sense of loss.

But at this point, he had no choice but to sigh and say, "Their carriage is behind me, and it should have arrived now." ”

Shi Zizheng stroked his beard with satisfaction: "In this case, please move to Zhiya Hall to attend the luncheon." ”

After all, there are quite a lot of people, so it is naturally impossible to crowd in one place, and Qinde Hall is used to entertain those talents from all over the world.

And they, who are Confucian students of the academy, are naturally qualified to go to the elegant hall with this great Confucian.

After that, he glanced at Shi Di, waved his hand and said, "Di'er, now that Lord Murong is here, it is not easy for my father to miss him, so you will go to the bottom of the mountain to pick up Cao Wei on behalf of your father." ”

"Yes."

Shi Di bowed slightly, and then said to Murong Qing, "Sister, do you want to go with me?" ”

"Okay!"

Murong Qing naturally would not refuse.

Shi Zizheng also got up and walked to Murong Fu: "Lord Murong, please!" ”

"Brother Zizheng, please first."

Murong Fu was still upset, and finally held back a little smile, but he still couldn't control the hands behind his back, and kept twisting them together.

In a few moments, the door to Jardine Hall was shut.

……

And at the same time.

The rain finally stopped, and Cao Wei and Yang Huai got off the carriage.

Looking at the cyan boulder engraved with the four big characters of Bowang Villa in front of him, Cao Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's finally here, it's too bumpy!"

"Cao Huiyuan, as the so-called good things are grinding, now that the words have been delivered, everyone must have been amazed by Cao Huiyuan's literary brilliance!"

Yang Huai had already begun to get excited, and on the way, he had thought countless times of the expressions on which powerful and talented Confucian scholars were crushed by Cao Wei, who was born in a poor family.

"Hmm."

Cao Wei was also scorching.

Whether it is the poem itself, or the analysis that Yang Huai helped him make on the road.

With this poem, there should be no problem in entering the academy!

Thinking of this, Cao Wei's heart was finally a little more secure.

Whether it is Confucianism or martial arts, as long as it can make him live a stable and free life, it is a good way!

"According to the time, it should be luncheon time. It is said that this poetry meeting is still presided over by Shi Zizheng's daughter, who is a talented and beautiful person, and is the dream goddess of many talents......"

"Lord Yang!"

Cao Wei couldn't help frowning: "Who do you think of me Cao?" ”

"No, did I say anything?" Yang Huai was a little puzzled.

Ignoring Yang Huai, Cao Wei quickened his steps and was walking on the stone steps towards the villa.

Yang Huai looked at Cao Wei's back and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.