Lan Cao very earnestly invited Qin Chuan into the hall, there was already a group of sons and brothers waiting inside, most of these people had a reputation for showing talents, and even lifting people, there were a few people, Huang Meng's expression changed slightly when he saw it.

Qin Chuan listened to Lan Cao's introduction and greeted these people one by one.

Many of these people have heard of Qin Chuan's name for a long time, and they can see him today. But in terms of verbal attitude, there is neither hostility nor condescension, and the politeness on the surface is sufficient.

Qin Chuan also secretly observed them, and found that these children of the scholar clan were not only weak in their bodies, but they were not strong, and many of them seemed to be lacking in qi and blood, thinking that they were usually indulgent and had no moderation.

This is the case in the southeast, and it is expected that the other places in the Great Liang Dynasty are similar.

The rise and fall of a dynasty can often be seen from the gentry and elite class.

If the children of these classes advocate martial arts and are masculine in blood and blood, then the dynasty must be in a period of prosperity and upward, and vice versa.

Because the children of the powerful scholars and doctors are not only easy to study, but it is not difficult to practice martial arts, it only depends on whether they can endure the hardships of studying and practicing martial arts, if they can't endure this hardship, they will still occupy high positions in the future, and the atmosphere of the officialdom and the army will naturally be corrupted.

Qin Chuan combined his own knowledge over the past few lifetimes, and when he saw this scene, his heart became clearer and clearer about the future direction of the Great Liang Dynasty.

A short time later, a woman and a richly dressed son appeared.

Immediately attract everyone's attention.

"Su Xiang, the owner of the Red Mansion, the little marquis of the Hou family in the south of the town."

Someone couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

Su Xiang is the owner of the Red Mansion, and the Red Mansion is one of the most famous in the Qinglou Painting Boat below the Linchuan Painting Boat, and Su Xiang suddenly became the owner of the Red Mansion Building, and there are many mysterious colors on his body.

And compared with Lan Cao's elegant temperament, like mountain spring water, Su Xiang has a sense of charm, stunning appearance, and always confuses people's eyes.

On the contrary, it was the little marquis beside her, and his brilliance dimmed because of this.

Everyone's eyes couldn't take their eyes off Su Xiang, but Qin Chuan was not affected.

"Qin Xianggong, I have heard of the name for a long time, and I can see it today, how fortunate it is."

Su Xiang actually greeted Qin Chuan first.

For a while, Qin Chuan became the focus of everyone's eyes.

There are many people who think that if Su Xiang greets them like this, they really don't know what it would be like. Because Su Xiang appeared, she was stunning and radiant, which was really fascinating.

"I don't dare to be famous, the girl is too famous."

Qin Chuan's words, like a spring breeze and drizzle, poured on everyone's hearts, cool and silky, in this way, Su Xiang's breathtaking charm seems to have diminished a lot.

Huang Meng next to him was secretly ashamed in his heart, he was almost confused by Su Xiang's charm just now, and he was a little distracted. And Qin Chuan, who was beside him, actually had no impact at all.

"He came from a poor background, and he was more honest than I was, and he understood the holy way, and he was not confused by the beauty. I really can't match him in this regard. It seems that I will have to quit sex in the future and concentrate on studying, if I can understand the sage's subtle words, I may not be able to defeat Qin Chuan once one day. ”

Huang Meng has been looking for Qin Chuan's traits and thinking about how to defeat Qin Chuan in the future.

Although he was repeatedly hit by Qin Chuan, his heart was almost broken, but every time he went back, Huang Mingshi strongly enlightened him, and Huang Meng was also a very competitive person.

After all, Huang Mingshi said that repeated defeats and repeated defeats look the same on the surface, but there is actually an essential difference.

In fact, Huang Mingshi taught him the truth of being an official, as well as the essential difference between Huang Meng and Qin Chuan.

But Huang Meng thought that this was the truth of reading and being a man.

The biggest advantage of the children of the powerful family over the children of the poor family is that they can afford to fail. With a background like Qin Chuan, a major failure is enough to not turn over for a lifetime.

And Huang Meng has the Huang family as his support, if something really happens in the future, at most he will just start over in a different place.

The rest of the people saw that Qin Chuan could not be affected by Su Xiang's charm, and they couldn't help but secretly say in their hearts: "This person is determined and can have today's reputation, it is no accident, but it is a pity that his background is not good......"

Of course, they felt that Qin Chuan was not on the same track as them.

A scholar from a poor family, even if he jumps over the Dragon Gate, he has to go through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties, and in the face of the emperor or the court boss, he really has no right to refuse.

Sometimes they are treated as outcasts and can't resist.

For example, what if Lu Tixue entered the capital and ascended?

Once you lose momentum, I'm afraid you won't be able to get up again. Of course, when people are in a high position, they still have to be respected.

It's just the same thing.

Next, the guests and hosts sat down, and the little marquis pointed to the water tune song head made by Qin Chuan hanging in the hall, and said with a smile: "I heard that after Qin Dacai made this word, no one has been presenting a masterpiece in the Linchuan painting boat for a long time. Since you are here today, everyone is even more afraid to put pen to paper, so it is better for you to come up with a masterpiece directly, so that we can appreciate it directly. ”

It turned out that he had been pursuing Su Xiang recently, and seeing that Su Xiang had an unusual attitude towards Qin Chuan, he was a little uncomfortable, so he simply let Qin Chuan show his skills first, and there were good works in front of him, if he did not do as well as before, the level was too bad, and Qin Chuan's previous level would also be questioned.

Anyway, Su Xiang's perception of Qin Chuan will definitely not be the same as it is now.

If Qin Chuan only came up with his works later, he would have the works of the previous scholars as a foil, in contrast, once the level is not bad, surpassing everyone, it is difficult for everyone to say anything.

There is no shortage of people who are clear-minded, knowing that Qin Chuan will strike first, which will be of great benefit to them, and if they make a move later, they may become a foil.

So there was a lot of coaxing.

Qin Chuan smiled slightly: "Since everyone is gracious, I won't push it back." ”

He thought that it would be better to strike first, so as not to waste time later, and grind with these people. By the way, try the Guangling piano first to see what is strange.

Qin Chuan said to Lan Cao again: "Please also ask Miss Lan Cao to lend me paper and ink, I want to play the piano later, and the girl will sing for me, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

"Qin Gongzi wants to play the Guangling Qin?"

"Hmm."

He must try to see if the piano is so mysterious, as for whether it will not play well and have an accident, it is actually impossible. Even if it is an ordinary guqin, he can use the power of the Yuan Shen to shake the air and make a wonderful sound, and there will be no embarrassing situation.

If the piano is not good, he can also shirk it, indicating a high wind and bright festival.

At that time, Lan Cao's side will definitely have another compensation.

If there is no inspection, directly take the color head away, it is not good to return.

Lan Cao then brought the Guangling Qin and presented it with paper and ink.

Qin Chuan waved his pen, the dragon and snake walked quickly, and a poem was impressively presented on the white paper.

Lan Cao held the blank paper and read it. The look was slightly disappointed.

It was Qin Chuan who plucked the strings first, and the sound of the piano was melodious, like the sound of the wind passing through the bamboo forest. Ji Kang is a sage in the bamboo forest, and Qin Chuan seems to be able to really play the original timbre of this qin.

A soothing and distant tune slowly rose from Qin Chuan's fingertips.

Lan Cao is extraordinary, echoing the sound of the piano, and singing tactfully:

The host has a wine to celebrate tonight, please play the violin Guangling guest.

The moon shines on the city, and the frost and trees enter the clothes.

The copper furnace is full of candles and candles, and the first time to play the water after the concubine Chu.

The animals are silent, and the four silent stars are scarce.

At the end of the song, the little marquis clapped his hands and said: "Good poetry, it seems to have unfinished meaning." It's really a masterpiece, but it's still worse than the water tune song head. ”

Lan Cao smiled: "How can the article be passed down through the ages, this poem is orderly, natural, round like a bead, I believe that today will be the best." ”

The little marquis smiled: "Maybe." ”

Qin Chuan smiled slightly, "Miss Lan Cao, I haven't finished it yet, I started the piano today, I might as well make a few more songs in the future." ”

The poem just now didn't consume any heroic righteousness, but it immediately gathered some literary atmosphere. Qin Chuan's heart lit up.

After he finished speaking, he continued to make another song.

Qin Chuan continued to play the piano, still Lan Cao held the poem manuscript and sang in unison:

On the seven strings, listen to the pine wind and cold.

Although the ancient tune is self-love, many people today do not play.

Although it is a song of five uniques, the length is much shorter than just now, but the artistic conception is elegant and the ambition is noble. The green atmosphere and loneliness between the lines hit Lan Cao's heart.

And the scholars present are not all from powerful families, but there are still a very small number of poor families who come over to serve as a foil for Qing guests.

Listening to this poem, I don't feel that it hits the soul, and I feel sad, and I feel more like a confidant who has never met a talent.

And the melody of the piano is melodious and undulating, listen carefully, it really looks like the sound of rolling pine waves. The leisure of the mountains and forests is far better than the hidden feelings of rolling in the red dust and mud and teaching people to yearn for it.

"Good poetry." Huang Meng clapped his hands.

Others are afraid of the little marquis, but Huang Meng is not afraid. He is a family of poets and scholars, and he is not a way to wait for martial arts like Zhennan, who is afraid of whom?

Anyway, Qin Chuan lost face, and he must not bear it, unless it was his own hand!

Seeing Huang Meng taking the lead, the crowd divided into factions.

There were applause, and there were silences.

The atmosphere has changed.

But Qin Chuan still didn't stop, playing the piano with one hand and waving the pen with the other.

Lan Cao was already a little proficient, picked up the poem, didn't care about the exclamation, and continued to sing:

Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling.

People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon comes to take pictures.

It is still the five uniques, but compared with the previous one, there is less nostalgia and more open-mindedness, and it has achieved a real transcendence of the world, quiet and vulgar.

The scenery of the secluded forest on a moonlit night described in it is so empty and clear, and the people who play the piano and howl in it are so leisurely and contented, and the dust and worries are empty, and the exterior scene and the interior are seamlessly integrated and integrated. In terms of word choice and sentence construction, we can see the taste from nature and the high rhyme from the plain.

If the first song is the first to see the edge, then the second song is a heavy sword without a blade, hitting the heart. In the third song, it is even more plain and elegant, transcending the world, and different from the vulgar meaning, which makes people both respectful and admirable.

But Qin Chuan's piano sound did not stop, and his other hand waved the pen again.

The hearts of the people trembled.

Is this man still there?

With the third song as a reference, how can the fourth song be so smart?

If you are a little careless, you will inevitably continue to mink.

He's really not afraid!

Even the little marquis, who was a little jealous in his heart, couldn't help but shout in his heart at this moment. What the hell is this man trying to do?

Lan Cao picked up the poem again, his hands trembled very much, and his eyes were intoxicated.

However, the profound professionalism did not make her voice tremble and scream.

She took a deep breath, held back the stirring in her heart, and sang slowly in a plain and distant tone:

In this life, I am only quiet, and I don't care about anything.

There is no long-term strategy for self-care, and the empty knowledge returns to the old forest.

The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain and the moon shine on the piano.

Jun asks the poor and reasonable, and the fishing song enters the depths.

At this time, one after another rushed out of the painting boat, such as a brocade, floating on the Linchuan painting boat, nearby ghosts and gods, visible from far and near.

And the literary atmosphere is brilliant, constantly expanding, and the crown covers the city.

The Chenghuang Temple of Nafu City was actually impacted by the Wenqi, and for a while, the statue trembled, cracked slightly, and there seemed to be a sound of anger and horror coming from the temple.