Shanfu Temple is on the edge of Fengshui, at the beginning of the month, Wei Yingwu resigned due to illness and lived in seclusion here, Guo Ying went to visit him once, and he was familiar with the way.

But by the time they arrived, it was almost noon.

Needless to say, there was a lot of people and bustling, but seeing the carriages, horses, and servants standing there, and the officials running around, Guo Ying knew that the scale of this poetry meeting was not low.

In Wang Xizhi's words, it is a group of virtuous people, and a young man.

Some people played kites and played music for everyone; Some people talk happily with friends and talk about scriptures; Some people also brought in bookcases and painted with a pendulum, as if to record the grand occasion of today's poetry meeting.

Not only that, but there are also people who set up gambling games, and there are all kinds of gambling methods, and Guo Ying was stunned.

And more of them are literati and ink writers, scholars and beauties who sit on the grass by the river and drink and write poems, chanting poems against each other, after all, poetry and poetry will still give priority to poetry and songs, and the rest are just vassal elegance.

However, it seems that the poetry meeting is coming to an end, and Guo Ying has stopped thinking about performing on stage when he sees this, but finds a secluded place to sit down with Guo Wan, ready to observe the demeanor of these literati.

But a group of twelve people came on twelve tall horses, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

Although there are many high-ranking lords in Chang'an, and some of them have even been noble for hundreds of years, there are very few wealthy families who can match their children's servants with Dawan horses.

Generally, only those top families who have been hairpins for generations, or princes and generals with transcendent power, have this background, and everyone has some guesses about Guo Ying's identity at the moment.

After Guo Ying and Guo Wan's brother and sister sat down, he noticed the strange behavior of everyone around him.

The one who stroked the qin pressed down the trembling strings, the one who talked about the scriptures stopped talking, and the painter put down the red pen in his hand and looked at him with a brush...... It's like looking at a peerless beauty who has been stripped naked.

Guo Ying felt a little inexplicable, even if he was so handsome that Song Yu Pan An was ashamed of himself, he didn't have to stare at him like this, right?

"Starling, why are they looking at us like this?" Guo Wan was furious when she saw it, and muttered in a low voice.

Guo Ying helplessly supported the saber on his waist and sighed: "Maybe I was born too handsome, not like ordinary people, so I coveted them, right?" ”

Indeed, sometimes, being too handsome is also a burden, and people who are not handsome cannot understand this pain.

As soon as he said this, Guo Wan sneered and said coquettishly: "Starling, you are really narcissistic, you are really ashamed to praise yourself when you have the opportunity." ”

Guo Yingbai glanced at him: "Isn't what I said the truth?" ”

While speaking, a polite and rich young man walked over, smiled and bowed his hand: "Dare to ask, but Guo Balang is in person?" ”

After Guo Ying looked at it, he still couldn't remember who this person was, and frowned slightly, but finally nodded: "Yes, I am Guo Ying, known as Chivalrous Hachiro in Beijing, who is Your Excellency?" ”

Hearing this, instead of answering positively, the son's brother showed an aggrieved expression: "Hachiro, don't you even remember me?" ”

His brainless words made Guo Ying embarrassed for a while, and if he didn't know it, he might think that he had done something hurtful to that broad young man.

Even Guo Wan on the side had a strange expression, and her eyes turned around on Guo Ying and the others.

Guo Ying knew that he had to stand up and prove his innocence at this time, so he was silent for a moment and said solemnly: "What do you mean?" Do we know each other? ”

When the fat boy heard this, his face was immediately full of disappointment, but he soon showed a hint of relief, and sighed slightly: "I am the crown prince, the crown prince of Taiyuan." ”

"Huh?"

Guo Ying was stunned, didn't the Taiyuan King Li Chengzong and his family have long been extinct?

Although Wu Zetian later posthumously awarded the title of King Taiyuan of the Wu family, aren't they all dead people?

Why did a Taiyuan crown prince suddenly appear.

Reacting, Guo Ying glanced around vigilantly, and scolded sharply: "Nonsense, there is not even the king of Taiyuan in this dynasty, where is the crown prince!" ”

"Oops, wrong, wrong!"

Suddenly reprimanded, the man hurriedly corrected: "I am not the crown prince of Taiyuan, but the crown prince of Taiyuan, when Mrs. Huo Guo passed away two years ago, I went to the Guo Mansion to pay my condolences to ......."

Mrs. Huo Guo is the title of Guo Ziyi's wife and Guo Ying's adoptive mother Wang, and as soon as he explained this, Guo Ying suddenly felt in his heart.

It turned out that this person was surnamed Wang Ming, if he expected it to be true, this prince should be a member of the Taiyuan Wang family, and he might have a little insignificant blood relationship with Guo Ying's adoptive mother, the Wang family.

It's just that......

Most of the people in front of him are partial concubines.

Because as long as the descendants of the Wang family come to Beijing and throw themselves into the Guo Mansion, the Guo Mansion will entertain them with good food and drink according to the etiquette.

And this crown prince visited Guo's mansion two years ago, but Guo Ying has never even seen him in person, so it can be seen that he is not an important person at all.

Of course, Guo Ying is not the kind of superficial person who judges people by their appearance and makes friends by looking at them, even if he knows that the person in front of him is a poor scholar, he still did not slack off, arched his hand, and said solemnly: "It turned out to be you, Brother Wang, there are many mundane things, I didn't think about it for a while, don't blame Brother Tai." ”

The crown prince was immediately overjoyed by his sentence of the royal brother, and asked eagerly, "Do you remember me?" ”

"Uh...... Remember, remember, according to etiquette, we are still relatives. Guo Ying said casually.

"Don't dare to climb high, don't dare to climb high...... crown prince shook his head, with a flattered expression, and at the same time stretched out his hand and grabbed Guo Ying's sleeve.

Guo Ying was stunned again, what kind of trouble is this?

Don't let go of my robe and cut off my sleeves!

Well, it seems that something is wrong!?

Just when Guo Ying was secretly slandering, the crown prince suddenly pointed to the figure in front of him, and said: "I have long heard that you are better than Cao Zijian, and you become a poem in seven steps. ”

As soon as he said this, the rest of the nearby scholars also got up and gathered around.

Guo Ying's forehead instantly slipped three black lines, didn't he say that his family didn't cheat his own family, why did he come to you and pull hatred for me.

He didn't want to leave everyone with an image of no one in their eyes.

"You're mistaken."

Guo Ying explained with a wry smile: "I have no such intention, I just see that the sun has risen in the sky, people are tired and sleepy, and the poetry meeting is about to end, so I can't bear to delay everyone's time any longer." ”

"Where did Guo Lang say, I waited to participate in the poetry meeting just to get good sentences, how could I give up halfway because of the sun and hunger.

You twist and pinch like this, you really defeated our Yaxing. ”

A thin man in a green shirt said loudly.

Guo Ying's heart moved, and he looked over with the voice.

I saw a thin man in his thirties and forties looking at him with a smile, this person was wearing a scarf on his head, holding a feather fan, his eyes were blazing, and he had a somewhat elegant and graceful posture.

"Li Xiaoshu."

This person Guo Ying knows that he is Li Duan, one of the top ten talents in the world.

Although he is a school scholar on the ninth grade, his status in the current literary world is not low, and everyone dare not slack off when they see it, and they all call Li Xiaoshu.

When Guo Ying saw him say this, it was not good to hide it anymore, so he bowed and said, "Since this is the case, then it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

Isn't it just pretending to be a slap in the face, I will.