"Cao Wei?!"

As soon as I stepped into the final staircase, a familiar voice sounded in my ears.

Cao Wei looked up and found that the person who came was Murong Qing.

Merely.

His eyes were all attracted by Shi Di beside Murong Qing.

With Cao Wei's experience, just seeing those starry eyes can prove that this woman is very good-looking.

If Murong Qing is the sister next door, then this woman must be an existence at the level of a confidant eldest sister!

If you want to know which one is better, you still have to taste it to know!

Could it be that she is the lover of her dreams?

Compared with the two, Murong Qing is like a steel plate.

Without waiting for Cao Wei to think about it, Murong Qing had already walked up to him, looked apologetic, and said, "Uh...... Cao Wei, in fact, I was in a hurry before, I shouldn't have said that about you before......"

"It's okay, didn't Mr. also fight for a place for me at the beginning?"

Cao Wei smiled and waved his hand.

In his opinion, Murong Qing is a little girl who is not deeply involved in the world, and she can even beat people to cry, what bad thoughts can she have?

"But...... But I'm also selfish, and I want you to participate in the poetry meeting, which actually has something to do with me......"

"I know, this is human nature, and the students themselves are like this, so how can I blame Mr.?"

Cao Wei interrupted Murong Qing's words, he already knew the reason for this matter from Yang Huai's mouth. However, since Murong Qing can still say it directly, it proves that this Nizi is really still upright, and she seems to be a little unacceptable with a little guilt.

Hearing Cao Wei say this, Murong Qing's heart was also greatly comforted.

"But why do you deliberately hide it when you have such talent, even you lied to me, a gentleman, so that I almost didn't hand in your poems!"

Speaking of this, Murong Qing suddenly felt a little lost again, and her speech began to be a little knotted: "However, now I don't seem to be qualified to be your husband......

"Uh......"

Murong Qing's continuous transformation made Cao Wei a little overwhelmed.

Obedient to the meaning of the words, he also knew the outcome of this poetry meeting, so he had to give up his hand and comfort: "Mr. will always be Mr., as long as Cao is still in Guozijian and Mingyi Hall, isn't he still your student?" ”

"Hmmm......"

Murong Qing bowed slightly, but her heart was moved, and her eyes unconsciously became a little warm.

Seeing this, Cao Wei hurriedly looked at Shi Di, who was standing beside Murong Qing: "I don't know if this girl is ......"

"She's the Shi Di girl I just told you about......"

Yang Huai finally caught up, and at this time he was holding his old waist, panting: "Cao Huiyuan, you are running too fast!" ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Bowang's daughter, Cao is polite." Cao Wei arched his hand towards Shi Di, very polite.

"Cao Gongzi doesn't have to be polite." Shi Di returned the salute.

In fact, since she saw Cao Wei just now, she has been looking at the man in front of her.

In this day and age.

Although the style is very important, the appearance is definitely a part that cannot be ignored.

Regardless of the academy, if you want to be an official, you also have requirements for appearance, after all, the emperor will not really let a person with sores on his head go to court.

Just based on her appearance, she was indeed as handsome as Murong Qing said, but what made her feel even more extra was Cao Wei's humility towards Murong Qing.

There are many talents, but good conduct is hard to find.

Although she doesn't want to get married so early, at least the first impression of Cao Wei in front of her is still very good.

Come to think of it.

Shi Di's cheeks were slightly red, but they were covered by a veil, so that others could not see them.

She then said to Cao Wei and the others: "Master Cao, Lord Yang, my father has been waiting in the hall for a long time, please come on." ”

"Please!"

Shi Di led the way, and the three followed.

It didn't take long for several people to come to the front of Zhiya Hall.

There is a wall between the Zhiya Hall and the Jiande Hall, but you can clearly feel that the Jiande Hall is slightly noisy, but this Zhiya Hall is extremely quiet.

There are all Confucian scholars in the Zhiya Hall, but Cui Zhe is also here.

After all, he is the son of the imperial master, his brother is Le Pinghou, and his sister is the imperial concubine, so he is naturally qualified to sit here.

Of course.

In addition to him, Wang Yuan, who was a Confucian scholar, was also among them.

Although there were also about thirty people, after all, there were Shi Zizheng and Murong Fu, and everyone here did not whisper, just waited quietly.

"Father, Cao Huiyuan has arrived."

"Please come in."

Shi Zizheng's voice fell.

Cao Wei stepped over the threshold, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Cao Wei, including Wang Yuan's resentful gaze and Cui Zhe's doubts, but more naturally from the envy of Confucianism.

"It turns out that he is Cao Wei, he is indeed handsome!"

"Yes, it seems that this person is not simple, not only this meeting, but also the poetry is overwhelming everyone......"

"In previous years, it was not easy for the cold door to get close to the top three, and now it seems that the cold door should not be underestimated!"

"This person will worship under Mr. Bowang in the future, and his future is limitless, as Mr. said, maybe he can be sanctified with poetry!"

"I'm going to ask for advice later, or I want to know the most difficult moment of my life."

Hearing these words of praise, Wang Yuan gritted his teeth.

But Cao Wei had already come to the hall at this time, and arched his hand towards Shi Zizheng: "The younger generation has seen Mr. Bowang. ”

"Hmmm......"

Shi Zizheng's eyes were gentle, and his eyes were full of appreciation.

Shi Zizheng was already very satisfied with Cao Wei's first impression, and then he pointed to the empty seat on the right: "You all sit down." ”

"Thank you, sir!"

Cao Wei thanked him, and at this time, four seats were vacant in his right hand, and the distance between Shi Zizheng and Murong Fu was also from far to near, and the wine and food had already been served.

He thought about it.

Then he arched his hand at Yang Huai and said, "Lord Yang, please sit down first." ”

When Yang Huai heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but then he thought of something, returned the salute with a smile, and sat in the farthest position from the hall.

Cao Wei didn't speak, but said to Murong Qing and Shi Di again: "Sir, Miss Shi, please sit down first......

"Okay."

The two women bowed slightly, and sat next to Yang Huai from far to near, leaving the closest position to the hall to Cao Wei.

Cao Wei looked helpless: "On the respect and humility of the elders and the young, it makes it difficult for Cao......"

Shi Zizheng looked at Cao Wei's eyes full of appreciation, and hurriedly waved his hand: "It's okay, sit down." ”

"Since Mr. spoke, that nightsheng had no choice but to obey orders......" Cao Wei was ashamed and had no choice but to sit down.

But at this time, Cao Wei found that Murong Fu, who was sitting next to Shi Zizheng, had been staring at him, which couldn't help but be a little strange.

And after Murong Fu was discovered, he also retracted his gaze slightly embarrassed, and then said to Shi Zizheng:

"Brother Zizheng, can you start the banquet?"

"Well, let's start using chopsticks, too." Shi Zizheng said to everyone with a smile, and then began to hold the chopsticks.

With the big Confucian chopsticks, the others began to move.

However, at this moment, Cao Wei glanced at Shi Di, who was sitting beside him.

It's time to eat, so it's impossible to still wear a veil, right?

I saw Shi Di slowly stretching out his hand, about to take off the veil.

But at this time, Wang Yuan, who was sitting diagonally opposite him, hurriedly stood up and arched his hand towards Shi Zizheng:

"Sir, student Wang Yuan has something to ask this Cao Huiyuan."

The voice fell.

Shi Di stopped what he was doing.

Cao Wei couldn't help but take a sip in his heart.

This damn Wang Yuan!