Time passes.

A talented scholar wrote a book, at the moment after his name was dropped.

They picked up the rice paper and looked at the poems they had written, looking at their satisfied expressions.

After handing in the verses, they all stood on the deck, held their heads high, struck their feet, and looked at the third floor expectantly.

all hope to be able to win the favor of Shangguan Lanxi.

The sun is setting.

The vast expanse of clouds in the sky was painted fiery red.

The blue sky seems to be covered with a layer of red glow, which is very beautiful.

The orange-red light fell from the sky, rendering the blue water into a golden red.

Between the sparkling waves, the flashing golden red spots are dizzying.

On the boat, candles are lit and hung all over the boat.

Everyone's face on the painting boat is illuminated in warm colors.

The skinny and skinny golden body jumped on the paper, and after Ye Qing finished writing six poems, he handed over the rice paper to Qi Heng.

didn't wait for Qi Heng to present it to Zhang Xiuran for a closer look.

Ye Qing picked up the pen again, closed his eyes and concentrated, making Zhang Xiuran frown slightly, standing still, staring at the gentle and handsome face in front of him.

Half a quarter later.

The wolf fell into the inkstone, twisted and soaked in ink.

The amazing thin gold body reappeared.

Zhang Xiuran couldn't help but stand up and leaned sideways to see what Ye Qing had written.

When I see a sentence or a subtle second, or a majestic poem jumps on the page.

The cynicism on his face disappeared in an instant.

When I saw Ye Qing, I finally wrote his name.

Zhang Xiuran frowned slightly, his eyes flickered a few breaths, he took the rice paper in Qi Heng's hand, and compared the poems on the two sheets of paper.

When he looked at Ye Qing again, there was only admiration and sighing.

He secretly said in his heart: "Ye Qing's trick is really beautiful. ”

"His own poems are excellent, and according to the poems written by Gong Yuxiu in the past, they should be comparable to each other."

"But the six poems he wrote to Ben Gongzi are not famous in history, nor are they too reckless."

"...... then"

Think of the results.

Zhang Xiuran smiled in his eyes, met Ye Qing's starry eyes, and said playfully:

"Ye Qing, you really have you, and in the end, I let my son face up to my father-in-law clearly."

Ye Qing arched his hand and said with a serious face: "This is the best way." ”

There was a pause.

Zhang Xiuran raised his eyebrows, and the landscape silver fan dotted Ye Qing, with a 'so so' smile.

"When Ben Gongzi asked you before the relationship, you nodded and shook your head."

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the person that this son likes, and there are many ghost ideas."

Ye Qing, who smiled humbly, calmly agreed.

"Zhang Gongzi forgive me."

Straightened up, picked up Zhang Xiuran, who was on the rice paper in front of Ye Qing, looked at the pleasing verses, and said with emotion:

"Your trick is really out of my son's heart, so that my son can't refuse."

"Tonight, my son is going to be in the limelight again."

After the words fell, Zhang Xiuran gave Ye Qing the rice paper signed 'Ye Qing', picked up the rice paper on the table in front of him, blew the ink on the paper, folded it carefully, and walked out with his head held high.

Ye Qing also picked up the rice paper and followed out slowly.

Unitary time.

While!

A gong and drum sounded.

Everyone on the boat stopped moving, no longer speaking.

His eyes looked expectantly at the three decks.

Gong Yuli, holding a delicate drumstick, stands in front of a delicate gong.

She said aloud:

"The time has come, today, there is Miss Lanxi, the daughter of the Shangguan family in Kyoto, who came to Huaiyang, her quality and blue heart, and her poetry is outstanding, she will judge today's poetry, what do you think?"

Between words.

Shangguan Lanxi, who put on the goose yellow veil again and covered his face, walked to the guardrail, after Gong Yuli's words fell.

She spoke:

"The little girl Shangguan Lanxi, I've seen you."

The goose yellow group folded, and Shangguan Lanxi gave a gift.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the delicate figure, and most of the eyes were shining.

"I've seen Miss Shangguan."

"The name of Shangguan girl's poetry and talent spreads divine enlightenment, and Shangguan girl is the judge, and we will naturally recognize it!"

"It is an honor for Miss Lanxi to be able to preside over the poetry meeting."

……

A series of subtle words of praise came out of the mouths of the crowd without hesitation.

Leaning on the guardrail on the second floor, Zhang Xiuran, who was lazily fanning the folding fan, squinted at Ye Qingdao, who was not squinting and had no fluctuation in his expression: "This is really a good girl, what do you think?" ”

Ye Qing smiled gently, and said indifferently: "The blue sky in the white clouds is unattainable!" ”

Zhang Xiuran, who was taking a closer look, gave Ye Qing a thumbs up.

"In one sentence, moreover, this verse can be used as a rhyme."

"However, as the saying goes, the old toad wants to eat swan meat."

"If you work hard, you might be able to eat it!"

The next moment.

Zhang Xiuran looked at Ye Qingdao curiously:

"I don't know how your brain grows."

"This kind of poetry that can be sought after by everyone, just open your mouth."

He didn't wait for Ye Qing to speak, and said with his own chagrin:

"Why did my son agree to you to take the path of official career."

"We are inspired by God, emphasizing literature over martial arts, with your calligraphy and poetry talents, you will inevitably become famous in the literary world, even if you are still young now, it is not impossible to become a faction of your own."

Ye Qing turned his head to look at Zhang Xiuran, although his smile was gentle, his eyes were firm:

"If that's the case, Zhang Gongzi, will you still look up at the next glance and take it as a friend?"

A sense of boredom appeared on his face, and he didn't wait for Zhang Xiuran to speak.

Ye Qing said to himself: "Your Taoguang cultivation kung fu needs to be learned from Miss Mo or Shangguan Girl. ”

"Your agitation method is too inferior."

Unexpectedly, he was directly singled out, Zhang Xiuran was silent for a moment, and said leisurely:

"You're too smart, Ben Gongzi knows that you will guess sooner or later, but Ben Gongzi didn't expect you to say it clearly."

"It's good if you understand, keep your distance, it's good for you and me."

Ye Qing, who smiled freely, put his hands behind his back and said:

"Zhang Gongzi, then you have to think wrong, I, Ye Qing, the grace of a meal, the spring will reciprocate."

"I said I would try to get to the point where I was on your footing."

"It's fast to go to the literary world, but it's too vain."

"From the bottom, the power of control is firm, and that's what you want, right?"

Zhang Xiuran looked at Ye Qing with complicated eyes, and turned a deaf ear to the meaningless vain poems that Shangguan Lanxi was reciting.

The Shanshui Silver Fan tapped Ye Qing's shoulder, watching Ye Qing turn his head, full of searching eyes, and sighed:

"You, you take it for granted, you're just an ant now."

Ye Qing thought of being led by the nose these days.

There was a sense of powerlessness in my heart.

Taking a deep breath, my mind flashed through the calamities of the past seventeen years.

The fate of being manipulated made his heart full of depression.

Now that he has taken the first step and become a government official, everyone he knows now uses him as a pawn.

Why can't the chess pieces be mixed up with the chessboard, lay out their own layout, and become chess players?

Thinking of this, Ye Qing said solemnly: "Born like an ant, you should be ambitious." Life is as thin as paper, and there should be an unyielding heart. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiuran, who was said to be in his heart, had complicated eyes, and silently stretched out his hand after a few breaths.

Syllable!

The gentleman high-fives is an oath, heaven and earth are learned, and gods and ghosts are witnesses.

Ye Qing withdrew his hand, looked at Zhang Xiuran, who had taken off his disguise and said with a serious face:

"Brother Zhang, what should I do in the future?"

Zhang Xiuran, who was full of seriousness, pointed to the sky with a silver fan of mountains and rivers, and the fiery red glow shone on the silver fan and refracted to his face.

"Share the blessings and share the difficulties!"

Slender hands, press down the folding fan.

Ye Qing joked: "If you are blessed and shared, you can do it together, even if you are in trouble, although you and I are friends, but your difficulties, I can't do anything at the moment." ”

Zhang Xiuran, whose expression froze instantly, smiled dumbly and said:

"Ye Qing, you are such a wonderful person."

Ye Qing withdrew his hand, looked at the glow that was about to sink in the sky, and the corners of his mouth rose:

"Brother Zhang, tonight, how about you and me change our fate?"

Zhang Xiuran, who was stunned for a moment, looked at the gentle and handsome side face, full of confidence, and felt a little illusory and uncomfortable.

Ye Qing, who was in the body of an ant, looked at the red glow, overturned the trajectory arranged for him by Zhang Xiuran and others, and chose to be anti-guest.

I didn't hear Zhang Xiuran's reply.

Ye Qing turned his head and saw the indulgent and uninhibited gentleman, his eyes flickered, full of entanglement, so he said indifferently:

"The man takes Wu Hook, and the blood rain looks for the marquis."

In an instant, Zhang Xiuran's eyes became firm.