This is the evaluation of her by later generations, and it is also the reason why Fan Xiwen respects her, yes, she is respectful. Although Cai Wenji is gentle, her heart is stronger than anyone else, which is not easy for a weak woman, but Cai Wenji has done it. This is also the reason why Fan Xiwen will stay in Luoyang desperately, and would rather go to the poetry club at the risk of being approached by the enemy, if not for anything else, for the strength that ordinary people can't do at all.

"Hehe, I don't know if Miss Cai is here in person, please don't blame Fan for missing the distance." Fan Xiwen really had no one to talk about the scene, so he had to say something that seemed to be barely going.

"Today, Le'an ordered the adults to personally participate in the poetry meeting held by the little girl, which was quite a face-saving for the little woman, how could the little woman be blamed? It's too late to be happy. Cai Wenji was not surprised by Fan Xiwen's obviously insincere words, and she was also happy that Fan Xiwen was able to participate in this poetry meeting. When Fan Xiwenpu arrived in Beijing, he attracted the attention of all the scholars, which shows the far-reaching influence of the scholars.

And inviting Fan Xiwen to participate in the poetry meeting was Cai Wenji's temporary idea, and not many people knew about it. Now when I heard that this handsome and handsome guy in front of me was Le'an Ling Fan Xiwen, those scholars who were waiting at the door of the Longmen Inn yesterday immediately surrounded them, and seemed to want to discuss academic issues with Master Fan.

And the beauties around looked at Fan Xiwen with a smile one by one, from Fan Xiwen's famous work "Mice Love Rice", it can be seen that he is an extremely unique person to women, even if Fan Xiwen's song is looked down upon by the people in Shilin, but these female compatriots are favored by him.

"This, Miss Cai said with a smile, there is not much ink in Fan's stomach, and it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance." Cai Wenji didn't know that Fan Xiwen became famous with a song, which was a complete joke in the eyes of people who knew the inside story, if they knew that Fan Xiwen was actually pretending to be a big-tailed wolf with this thing now, oh, he was an academic master, and it was estimated that he would be completely reduced to a laughing stock in the future, so Fan Xiwen resolutely did not accept Cai Wenji's praise. It's just that this move fell in the eyes of others, that is, he Fan Xiwen is modest, and the more modest he is, the more knowledgeable he is.

"I think adults should not be modest, let's take a seat first, please here." Cai Wenji saw that the time of the poetry meeting was about to start, and now she was still waiting for the other party to continue to be modest, and she would definitely miss the time, so she said, and at the same time, the jade arm was empty, and at the end was a small pavilion. Inside sat several old pedants, bearded and with their eyes slightly closed, dressed in elaborate formal dresses, with a tall black mesh hat on their heads, black from head to toe. The face was covered with wrinkles, all towards some highly respected bachelor.

Fan Xiwen looked at so many officials, and his scalp was a little numb, and he didn't know any of these official names in ancient times. But it can't be helped, so many people are staring at him, and if he doesn't go, he has to go.

Fortunately, Cai Wenji knew Fan Xiwen's difficulties, so she accompanied him personally. Walking to the pavilion, Cai Wenji introduced those old scholars to Fan Xiwen, and Fan Xiwen bowed to those people, regardless of the official or the official, these are all people who can be his grandfather, and it is wrong to bow. With this mentality, Fan Xiwen actually completed this extremely cerebral problem very smoothly.

Next is one of the old pedants who appeared, it seems to be Honglu Siqing, this old pedant appeared first and said a lot of polite words. It was also flying all over the sky, and Fan Xiwen was a little dizzy when he heard it, but to put it simply, it was the current saint and the saint Ming was incomparably clear in the sea, and there were many talents gathered together, which was really a symbol of the strength of the Han Dynasty, and in the end, it was not until Fan Xiwen was about to doze off that the old scholar finally finished speaking, and only the last sentence Fan Xiwen heard very clearly.

That is, please let Lord Le An speak.

Fan Xiwen's head is completely sober, this is a matter of gods, why do you want me to speak? The lowest rank here is him Fan Xiwen, Fan Xiwen really can't understand why he wants him to speak (he doesn't want to think about it, here is his lowest seniority, but he is dozing off there alone, will the old pedant make him feel better?) ）。 It's just that what can I say now, bite the bullet.

"Ahem." Fan Xiwen cleared his throat, which seemed to be a return to the stinky fart scene of setting strategic goals in the past, which aroused Fan Xiwen's infinite emotion. "You are all the pillars of the country, and with you, the country will have eternal vitality. I came in a hurry today, I didn't prepare anything, only one sentence to bring to you: If the youth is strong, the country will be strong, and I am a young man and the sky is not old. This sentence is from Fan Xiwen's sincere words, looking at the pile of "great talents" in front of him who only know how to chant poems, Fan Xiwen's heart is lost for no reason.

They are like a bystander watching the former glorious Han Dynasty go into decline, and they only care about their own happiness, and they only know that they are drunk and obsessed. They didn't know that countless people were now struggling on the death line every day, and they didn't know that the country was about to embark on strife, and nearly a hundred years of strife had brought this once-proud dragon to shame when facing the barbarians of the northwest. Millions of Han people died, and this invasion of the Hu people was only a little bit more than the invasion of Chinese humanity by the little devils of later generations. When Fan Xiwen saw that period of history that had been integrated by the nation, he always felt a powerful shame, and the dignified Chinese nation almost became history, isn't it heart-wrenching? The reason for this is that the Han people themselves attacked each other, which led to the Hu people taking advantage of the opportunity. Iron cavalry entered the customs, and countless Han people became food in their mouths, how could Fan Xiwen not be angry when he saw this?

Now God has crossed him here, destined for him to change this humiliating history.

Maybe Fan Xiwen's words are too profound, or maybe these scholars don't know what "teenagers" will have to do with "Guoqiang", in short, all the scholars only know that Fan Xiwen said very well, and they all applauded vigorously, but looking at their absent-minded eyes, Fan Xiwen could only shake his head secretly. Then he took the opportunity to step down and wander around.

The poetry meeting began, and the talented and beautiful women gathered together to chant poems and make pairs, and the flowers went down before the moon. But it's very strange that I don't know why Cai Yong didn't come forward, the entire poetry club is supported by Cai Wenji and those old scholars. Today's Cai Wenji didn't show her amazing piano skills to others, nor did she compose poems, I don't know why she felt like she was preoccupied with everyone.

Without the help of the beauties' piano skills, the whole poetry meeting has lost a lot of color. It's just that Fan Xiwen didn't care about these idle work, and Fan Xiwen didn't bother to talk to a group of rotten scholars. Walking to the lotus pond, the lotus leaves in the pond withered, just as Fan Xiwen's mood at this time was so sluggish, without a little thought, I couldn't help but sigh for a long time.