Zhang Xiuran saw that everyone was in a teachable posture of listening attentively, and changed his previous disdainful face, and couldn't help but look at Ye Qing.

Then Langsheng chanted:

"The black clouds crush the city and want to destroy it, and the armor light opens to the sun.

The sound of horns is full of spring, stuffed with swallow fat and ink purple.

Half a roll of red flags is facing the cold water, and the frost is heavy and the cold is silent.

Dream back to the golden platform, and will mention the jade dragon as the king's death! ”

Moment.

The talented scholars around looked at each other, and those who had questioned, despised and ridiculed Zhang Xiuran before bowed their heads in shame.

During the field, there was no speech, only the surging river, with the rowing of the green painting boat, making a whooshing sound.

Zhang Xiuran, who stood proudly, no one could look at him everywhere he looked.

In the end, his defiant eyes fell on Gong Yuxiu.

Gong Yuxiu, who looked at each other calmly, only had admiration on her face. Lips open and close, sincere admiration:

"Zhang Gongzi's name has left in history, and my generation is impressed."

The first voice of Jinling's talented people spoke, and the rest of the talented scholars all said in unison:

"Zhang Gongzi's name has left in history, and my generation is impressed!"

Bow down in front of everyone.

Zhang Xiuran's face did not change, and he admittedly returned the salute.

Then he looked at the third deck, wanting to see the proud gaze of the beautiful woman.

But at a glance, you can't see the beauty of the beauty.

Zhang Xiuran retracted his gaze without a trace, and said to everyone with a smile:

"Everyone, my son is going to have a cup of tea to moisten his throat, and he will retire first!"

With that, he stepped forward.

Ye Qing, who thought that he would strike while the iron was hot and was arrogant, quickly followed.

Come to the cabin.

After Zhang Xiuran sat down, he said to Qi Heng, who came up:

"Mo Wan is gone, you go look for it."

"Yes!"

Qi Heng clenched his fists and left quickly.

Ye Qing, who had a solemn face, said loudly:

"Fang Cai, the voice that brought the idea to you, if I remember correctly, should be a bad person."

Zhang Xiuran, who had just opened the folding fan, smiled indifferently:

"That guy was invited today, but he didn't see him."

"Xiao Xiaoer, don't be afraid."

Even if he already knew that Zhang Xiuran's identity was outstanding, Shan Dan was a local snake after all, and his methods were ruthless and vicious.

Ye Qing was still a little worried after all:

"Mosquitoes and flies are not like jackals, tigers and leopards, but they are annoying in the end, and they will only increase itching."

"You're in a hurry?"

Zhang Xiuran suddenly asked rhetorically.

Yes, Ye Qing nodded seriously.

Whoa!

Ye Qing, who boiled water and boiled tea, said frankly:

"You should be about to leave, while you are here, I can use my strength to solve those problems, and I can climb up with peace of mind."

Zhang Xiuran, who smiled slightly, said to Ye Qing with a silver fan in the landscape:

"How do you feel, you and I talked heart-to-heart before, you want to let this son pave the way for you."

Not caring about this ironic remark, Ye Qing poured a cup of steaming tea for Zhang Xiuran and was silent.

Zhang Xiuran took a sip of hot tea, and he couldn't help but take a breath when it was hot.

He said softly: "Don't worry, since I listened to you, I took this step." ”

"My son will clear the obstacles for you before leaving Huaiyang."

The amber tea soup is shaken in the white jade cup.

The two of them replaced the wine with tea and clinked glasses and drank.

When!

The teacup fell on the wooden table.

Zhang Xiuran was just about to speak.

The sound of light footsteps came towards this place.

Ye Qing and Zhang Xiuran talked nonsense without meaning as usual.

"The way of poetry is much like Zhang Gongzi asking for advice."

"It's easy to say, your calligraphy has to be taught, my son has been practicing for a long time, and it is in vain after all."

Whoa!

Amber tea poured down.

Ye Qing put down the teapot, looked at the oncoming goose yellow figure, got up and bowed his hand and said:

"I've seen Miss Shangguan!"

Shangguan Lanxi, who was holding rice paper in his hand, looked at Ye Qing's gentle and handsome face, and there was extreme restraint in his apricot eyes.

She saluted and said, "I've seen Ye Gongzi." ”

After getting up, she glanced at Zhang Xiuran.

Zhang Xiuran, who was determined to be a matchmaker, ignored the other party's eyes.

smiled and stretched out his hand to invite Shangguan Lanxi to sit down.

And said: "Shangguan Lanxi, how is the poem written by this son?" ”

"Gong Yuxiu has said that this son will leave a name in history, and you can't ridicule this son anymore in the future."

"Yes, yes, Zhang Xiuran and Zhang Gongzi's poetry is unparalleled, and his name will go down in history!" Shangguan Lanxi echoed speechlessly.

Lifting the goose yellow skirt, after sitting down, he handed the rice paper in his hand to Ye Qing and asked:

"Ye Gongzi, this calligraphy is from you?"

didn't wait for Ye Qing to speak.

Zhang Xiuran answered: "What's the matter, Brother Ye's handwriting, but even Xie Daru applauded, saying that it is a calligraphy master of its own school, and it is rare for God to enlighten." ”

"Do you want to apprentice on the spot and become Brother Ye's founding disciple?"

Shangguan Lanxi, who was short of breath and his chest was heaving, suppressed his displeasure, glanced at Zhang Xiuran angrily, and said in a slightly high tone:

"Zhang Xiuran, you... Don't make any jokes! ”

As soon as he shouted his name, Shangguan Lanxi remembered that Ye Qing was silent, and the words that followed, he lowered his voice.

Zhang Xiuran blinked his eyes and deliberately glanced back and forth at the two of them.

The meaningful look made Shangguan Lanxi blush instantly, and said angrily: "You, what do you see!" ”

"I said, Shangguan Lanxi, didn't you look at Brother Ye?"

The joking words came out of Zhang Xiuran's mouth in an incoherent tone.

Shangguan Lanxi's face became more and more red, her eyelashes trembled, and she glanced at Ye Qing's face a few times when she wanted to see it but didn't dare to look at it, and said shyly:

"Zhang Xiuran, you, what nonsense are you talking about!"

In the end, his eyes fell on the rice paper, looking at the beautiful calligraphy with his thin body, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

Ye Qing suddenly touched his nose in embarrassment, and said with obvious resistance: "Gongzi Zhang, this kind of joke is not allowed, it insults the innocence of the Shangguan girl." ”

Shangguan Lanxi, whose delicate face turned pale instantly, trembled in his eyes, took the soft wattle of rice paper, used some strength, and then pinched out traces on the paper.