"I can win six lives." Yang Yan said this sentence for the second time.

"Okay, but I hope you don't have that chance." Pei Ye said with a smile, he looked up, Bowangyuan was already in front of him.

"What about you?" Yang Yan suddenly asked.

"Me?"

"Well, I've only fought with you, can you tell me where you are?"

"I'm supposed to be in the top four." Pei Ye thought about it and said with a smile, before Wubi, it shouldn't be too late for four lives.

"That's pretty much what I thought." Yang Yan nodded.

"What about you? You haven't been included in this list yet. ”

"Me?" Yang Yan glanced at him strangely, "Of course I'm the first." ”

"It's here." Pei Ye changed the topic and said, "Let's go." ”

In front of him is the gate of the garden.

Pei Ye showed the waiter Cui Yu's small card and walked into the garden.

After knowing where Shang Huaitong was, he went straight here. In addition to finding out Shang Huaitong's accommodation and rest, if there is any other news about his person, Pei Ye will carefully write it down, and there will be no omission.

In fact, Yang Yan has a deeper experience in "stepping on points", but his so-called secret ways are actually the ways of gangs, and gangs are the eyeliner of Qijiao Cave.

Therefore it is better to do dark things in the open way.

When I came here again after a day, the chaos of yesterday had disappeared, the ground had been cleared, and the broken walls of the building had been covered with curtains for a while.

But what was left was not tranquility – another bustle took its place.

If yesterday's singing Dan meeting was a grand event in the martial arts, today's Bowang Garden is preparing for Wenlin Yaochi, and the waiters in Tsing Yi shuttle back and forth, silk yarn, colored satin, plaques, pen and ink, seals, and literary play. Thousands of things of different shapes were loaded onto the boats by the lake in an orderly manner.

In the distance, several small boats are already going back and forth in the lake, and the destination on the other side is a small island in the middle of the lake.

The so-called "five miles of Luzhou open, Bowang loses literary materials", three times a year Luzhou poetry meeting, each time can sweep away the entire Bowang City and even Bowang Prefecture with famous and surnamed literati, it relies on the "three ratios" and held, to a certain extent, it is also regarded as the three ratios of literati.

Literary talents from all over the state came to visit, and the original name came from the initiator of the poetry club - the most famous talented woman in Bowang Prefecture, Huxia Jushi.

This talented girl became famous in the Wenhui when she was young, and at the age of twenty-one, she was not married at home, went to Shenjing for further study, and returned two years later.

And in this situation, the woman's reputation is getting stronger and thicker, and the students of the academy are eagerly moving closer to this beautiful figure, not only out of the gimmick of "talented girl", but also with a certain amount of respect and yearning for it.

So far, the fame of the Luzhou Poetry Society may have surpassed the name of "Lakeside Monks", but countless scholars and scholars seek to participate in this meeting, just to see the beautiful women.

At this time, in the Bowang Garden, many academy students in white clothes and ink crowns gathered together, or painted or copied texts, and after writing, they were put aside to dry the ink, waiting for the waiters to collect and load the ship.

Seeing this scene, Pei Li paused for a moment, and then walked towards them.

According to the understanding of the past few days, these scholars of the literary academy are good at inquiring about martial arts, and the people they come into contact with are of a high level, and they often have some inside information. At the same time, it is difficult for them to have any substantive connection with a martial sect like Qijiao, and they do not have any scheming, so they are a fairly safe and convenient source of information.

Pei Ye saw a few people talking from a distance, so he wanted to go over and interject, but when he was about to arrive, the young man suddenly turned his head to look at the side of the Moon Catching Tower, was stunned for a moment, and froze.

Before the painting and calligraphy, the conversation was still going on.

"It's been a busy morning—didn't you say you could see the layman?"

"The layman is so busy, how can he come."

"It's not that the laymen will come," said the third man, "but that the laymen live here." ”

"Is that so? How did a layman live here? ”

"Naturally, it's because Luzhou will open." Second humanity.

"Not necessarily."

The second person was about to ask, and the first person suddenly said: "Brother Lei Fang, this time Luzhou Poetry will have a seat for you, but what poems do you have prepared?" ”

"Hey, where to prepare, only wrote two autumn songs. The others are nothing more than autumn colors, lake water, bright moon, washing the streets, a little irrigation one or two, it is all counted, what else can be. ”

"Brother Lei Fang." The person next to him whispered, "The layman is here, why don't you ask her for some advice?" ”

"That's a little inappropriate."

"Oh, you're just too big! You think this poem will be three times a year, and it's always those people who come and go, where do you get so many good poems. "We don't know how to do it, but those celebrities must have gotten the news of the layman earlier." Which scene has what theme and what format it is, it must be clear early! Otherwise, what if you can't do it on the spot for a while, what if you lose your share? ”

"This" Xu Lei's face was embarrassed.

"Nonsense!"

Xu Leifang's face was still a little embarrassed, and a person suddenly stood up next to him, and said angrily: "Liu Zifang! Zi said: Words must be believed! There is no root and no evidence, it is for the sake of fallacies, and the rumors confuse the public, what is heard today! ”

His person is square and square, with black clothes and white, and his face is young and upright, which is Fang Jidao.

"The Luzhou Poetry Club is the most elegant and hearty gathering of Bowang every season, and the gentlemen and gentlemen gather together to drink, talk, read, and be friends, which is already fun! As for composing poems, if you do it well, everyone will sing it, and if you can't do it, then you just laugh at it, what is there to lose your share? Fang Jidao said angrily, "What else do you say about the layman's leakage. It's funny! How can you get these little things! ”

Liu Zi, who spoke before, couldn't hold back, and turned his head and snorted: "Naturally, Brother Fang has been to the poetry club, so he is naturally right." I'm talking nonsense, who made me unable to get a group of people to recommend myself, and I couldn't go to Luzhou? ”

Fang Jidao glared suddenly: "Our Yinfeng Pavilion Poetry Club is obviously fair and open-"

"Alright, alright." Xu Leifang hurriedly got up and said, "The court is public, there is no need to quarrel, there is no need to quarrel." ”

"If your eyes are dirty, you should wash your eyes! Hum! Fang Jidao flicked his sleeves, turned around and continued to write his own words.

Liu Zifang was about to speak, but suddenly his mouth closed, and his eyes looked in the direction of the Catching Moon Tower. And his silence led everyone to see it.

Several people around, whether they participated in the conversation or not, all stood up in unison.

The lady is walking gently and steadily, she has a moth eyebrow, fat skin and sandalwood lips, a light breeze on her skirts, and blue hair on her sideburns.

It is Bowang's premier talent that is second to none.

"Why does it seem like there's some argument?" The woman held a large volume of books and placed them on the table, and the jade fingers folded together to arrange them in a pile, and smiled softly.

The field was quiet for a while, and Liu Zifang's face turned pale - according to this woman's reputation, if she hated herself.

Xu Leifang opened his mouth and didn't think about what to say, and Fang Jidao next to him said again and again: "It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just a little thing." ”

He seemed to be more reluctant than Liu Zifang for the woman to hear about it, Liu Zifang cast a grateful look, but Fang Jifang didn't pay attention to it. It wasn't like he was trying to protect this classmate, but he didn't seem to want those words just now to pollute the ears of this elegant woman.

Before the woman could answer, Fang Jidao had already stepped forward: "Layman, you, how can you do this yourself."

He unconsciously stretched out his hand to help, but the woman had just tidied it up, so the hands were taken back with some embarrassment.

"What's 'personal' or not 'personal'," the woman couldn't help but smile, "I'm flattered that so many of you are willing to help." ”

At this time, even Xu Leifang, Liu Zifang and others waved their hands again and again.

"Layman, is there anything else you want to move? Just let me come. Fang Jidao rolled up his sleeves. The appearance of the woman holding a large handful of scrolls just now almost stinged him. Although this was neither his poetry club nor his scroll, the man had a feeling in his heart that he would not go.

"There's too much to move, and it's going to be done in a while." The woman smiled softly, "I have another matter, I want to ask Fang Jidao Gongzi for a while." ”

“.”

Several people looked at Fang Jidao, but Fang Jidao just stood still, with only one thought in his mind - the layman actually remembered my name.

It wasn't until Xu Leifang gently pushed him that he suddenly came back to his senses, and in front of him was the woman's gentle and smiling face.

Only then did he realize that he had been rudely looking at it when he was in a daze, and quickly raised his head to look away, but his cheeks were already hot.

"Good!"

"You haven't heard anything yet."

"Oh, you, layman, you say."

The woman smiled, stretched out her hand and said, "Can you ask Fang Gongzi to go to the pavilion over there to talk?" ”

"Yes, yes!"

Fang Jidao agreed, and then slowly turned his head to look at the little red pavilion, where the flying spring slid over the top of the pavilion, and there was no one around.

For a moment, my heart floated to a high place.

The footsteps also came to the pavilion a little lightly, and the woman in front of her stretched out her hand to flush her hand in the spring water flowing down from the top, and as soon as she stood up the steps, she was higher than Fang Jidao.

"Congratulations to Gongzi Fang, this time I have entered the poetry club again."

"Wherever and wherever you are, you are all loved by your classmates."

The woman smiled: "Be modest, Fang Gongzi's work is excellent." ”

Fang Jidao's heart suddenly floated to the height again-I have read my poems

But immediately there was some heat on the face.

"What does Fang Gongzi think about the theme of this poetry meeting?" The woman asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Fang Jidao was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it still Qiubi?" And then there's the autumn colors—ah! I was also an attendee. It's not convenient to talk about this."

This is exactly what he was arguing with Liu Zifang just now, Fang Jidao said a little cautiously.

The woman smiled: "Don't talk about the back, just talk about Qiubi." ”

"Oh! Qiubi. Fang Jidao breathed a sigh of relief, "Isn't Sanbi always praising characters, I think it's very good." Or. That's right! I went to the martial arts hall that day to meet a lot of candidates, the way they practiced those martial arts is really unforgettable, I think we lay people can also pick a few martial arts out, the poetry will ask someone to practice, and then everyone can compose poems according to them."

Fang Jidao said, gradually getting a little excited-this idea is indeed very good.

He looked at the woman excitedly.

The woman only smiled and said, "Let's talk about the characters first." ”

"Oh, talking about characters, talking about what?"

The woman lowered her head, and when she looked up, she smiled softly: "Which one does Fang Gongzi think is the most outstanding candidate this year?" ”

"The most brilliant." Fang Jidao thought, "Naturally—"

His throat suddenly froze, and some rumors that made him disdain suddenly echoed in his ears, and the heart of "Fang Gongzi" began to fall rapidly.

"Yes?"

"Yes" Fang Jidao felt that his voice was dry, "Shang, Shang Huaitong, Shang Gongzi." ”

"Yes!" The woman's smile this time was more beautiful than any of them just now, but the corners of Fang Jidao's mouth couldn't be hooked at all.

"So, I thought, ask Fang Gongzi to write a poem for him - if Fang Gongzi doesn't have the time, he can use what I have written, and the poem will be read."

"And then, what about the after?" The feeling of falling in his heart made his throat tighten.

"Then, I'll come up with a better poem."

“.”

Oh, it's to set the stage for him.

Smack, it's down to the bottom.

"I wanted to give a better one to Fang Gongzi to post, but. Neither the style nor the approach is right. The woman said apologetically.

Fake poetry kana, give it to me, and I won't ask for it.

This is deception, it is a fraud, you use the entire Luzhou Poetry Club as a tool for him to make a name for himself

Fang Jidao felt that the woman in front of him was unfamiliar for a moment, but soon this feeling disappeared, and there was still this face in front of him.

"Because on the night of the Luzhou Poetry Meeting, Shaolong Mansion will come to someone who is very important to him." The woman recognized his expression and said softly, "If Fang Gongzi is unwilling, please keep it secret, and I will go to someone else." ”

“.”

"Okay, I'll go find it-"

"Yes, I do." Fang Jidao said sullenly.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed for some reason, and the look on her face seemed to be a little helpless: "Are you willing?" ”

"Hmm."

Then you have to do it well." The woman looked at him, "You won't be secret"

"I won't!" Fang Ji said, "Anyway, I don't agree. Laymen will also go to others. ”

"Okay, then, there's the son of Lao." The woman saluted, "I will remember this favor." ”

Fang Jidao returned the salute silently, lowered his head and turned around, took two steps, and suddenly gritted his teeth and turned back.

"Layman!"

"Huh?"

"Did he coerce you?"

The woman was stunned, and then she really smiled: "What are you talking about?" ”

“.”

Fang Jidao turned around in silence again.

Then he saw a young man approaching him. Originally, he didn't notice this level of external information at this time, but this figure was really familiar, so he looked up and was stunned for a moment, and he didn't forget to raise his hand and salute at this time: "Pei Shaoxia?" ”

"Well, Brother Fang is good." Pei Ye gave up.

The woman under the pavilion looked over and smiled at him.

Fang Jidao glanced back: "Pei Shaoxia recognizes the layman?" ”

"Yes, I have something I want to say to Miss Qi." The young man's voice was clear, and he pointed to a pavilion farther away, "Miss Qi, let's go over there and say okay?" ”

Thanks to the alliance leader of the Ice Crack Boss for rewarding, the boss broke the bill! I'm sorry I forgot to thank you yesterday.

This owes another 34 more.

Although I am 8 minutes late today, I have more than 100 words, so everyone will forgive me!

(End of chapter)