With more and more poems copied, Xu Qi'an gradually figured out the trick of "manifestation" of readers, what others ask, what you answer, this is what Guapi does.

Be sure to whet your appetite and whet your appetite.

Just like now, from the fourth to the drinker, from the drinker to the Oiran, from the Oiran to the servant girl who served at the banquet, they were all looking at him and waiting to see.

In front of everyone's eyes, Xu Qi'an got up and paced in the hall, and after seven steps, he paused and said leisurely: "Ten years to sharpen a sword." ”

Chu Yuanzhen was stunned, as soon as he said that he was raising a sword, Xu Qi'an immediately made this sentence, he didn't run away, this poem was written for him.

No. 4 was suddenly a little moved, he had never met this Xu Qi'an, and after a few words of wine, he was willing to compose poems for him, and it was really ashamed to treat people so kindly and enthusiastically.

No. 3 is a chivalrous and courageous reader, although there are some small problems with profit-seeking, but on the whole he is a person worth befriending. His cousin is more old-fashioned and warm-hearted than him, and he deserves to be a brother.

At the same time, Chu Yuanzhen thought of the example of Ziyang Jushi, his heart was slightly hot, he is also a reader, and he also loves poetry, there is no reason not to look forward to this kind of once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Xu Qi'an looked around at everyone and read out the second sentence: "The frost blade has not been tried." ”

Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried........ The officials present chewed on the poem, smiling and their eyes shining.

This couplet is neat, whether it is charm or artistic conception, it is like Xu Qi'an's previous poems, but the charm of poetry is not only charm and artistic conception.

Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried!

In a short sentence, the ambition and pride jumped on the page. Ten years of sharpening a sword, this pretentious spirit can only be written by a young and ambitious character like him.

Chu Yuanzhen's eyes were bright, he unconsciously straightened his waist, his body was half lying on the desk, and the whole person made a posture of leaning forward, looking forward to the next couplet.

It's so apt, it's so apt.

Over the years, he has traveled north and south, opened his eyes, and cultivated sword qi, this superb magic weapon of the human sect has always been hidden in the scabbard and has never been displayed.

It will eventually come out of its sheath, but Chu Yuanzhen himself has not thought about what kind of situation it will be in the future to let him pull out this sword.

It wasn't until recently that the first flying sword of the Human Sect passed the book and summoned him back to face Li Miaozhen, a disciple of the Heavenly Sect, that Chu Yuanzhen suddenly understood that he was waiting for this time.

It's just that I regret how much I feel in my heart, this sword is out of the sheath, it must be earth-shattering, and it will be used to kill Li Miaozhen, which is not what he wants.

"What is the next union? After ten years of sharpening a sword, under what circumstances will it come out of the sheath?"

Chu Yuanzhen muttered in his heart, full of thirst for "reference".

At this time, Xu Qian shook his head and sighed: "I haven't thought about it yet." ”

“！！！”

"This, why is this gone? can't be without, how can a poem only have a couplet. ”

"Lord Xu, don't be willful, we're still waiting. ”

"What is the next link, think about it again, think about it again......."

Inside the hall, everyone's eyes widened, unable to accept this fact.

Xu Qi'an spread his hands, returned to the table with a wine glass, and said helplessly: "I really didn't think about it, so let's do half of it first, and I'll make up for Brother Chu after the other half of it, how about it?"

“...... That's all there is to it. Chu Yuanzhen said disappointedly.

The crowd reluctantly accepted the result.

The wine order continued, although Yaling was elegant, but the atmosphere was slightly bleak, and Fuxiang proposed a fist, which was unanimously approved by everyone.

The Oiran accompanied the drinkers and had a lot of fun.

"Let's play pitcher. ”

Chu Zhuangyuan, who was not accompanied by a beauty, proposed.

This banquet is specially designed for him to catch the wind and wash the dust, he is the protagonist of the banquet, and he has the final say.

There are rules for pitching pots, which are very simple, put a pot in the hall, and the drinkers each have three arrows, and those who do not win will be punished for drinking, and those who win can order anyone in the field to drink.

After a few rounds, this group of officials with a high status drank slightly, and gradually changed from game participants to spectators, and then from bystanders to cheering and cheering.

Only Xu Qi'an and Chu Yuanzhen were throwing pots on the field, each of them must be hit, the two of them seemed to be angry, and no one refused to admit defeat.

The oirans waved their flags and shouted beside them, and when either Xu Qi'an and Chu Yuanzhen hit, they cheered loudly, and their faces turned red with excitement.

Such a wonderful pitching duel is very rare.

At the beginning, the Oirans could still be treated fairly and did not take sides, but slowly, the twelve Oirans were divided into two camps, one side supported Chu Yuanzhen, and the other was Xu Qi'an's fans....... are all women Xu Qi'an has slept with, floating incense, Ming Yan, Xiaoya, etc.

"There's no way to win or lose this way, so I propose to be blindfolded. Xu Qi'an said.

Chu Yuanzhen pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "Even if you are blindfolded, every shot will be hit, my suggestion is that each person has twenty arrows, and whoever throws it first will win." ”

Will play!

The eyes of the drinkers and the oiran lit up and they all agreed.

Fuxiang ordered the maidservant to take the silk scarf and blindfolded the two of them, Xu Qi'an found that the silk scarf was hazy, with good light transmittance, and the outline of the barnacles could be vaguely seen.

He silently turned his back to the field.

Chu Yuanzhen was stunned for a moment, shook his head with a smile, and turned his back.

The atmosphere on the field was more lively, not only masked but also turned away, which they had never seen before.

"How to play this. Ming Yan said coquettishly: "Who can vote for it!"

Another Oiran giggled: "Whoever of the two adults can win, Mingyan will serve him tonight." ”

Ming Yan blushed and said "phew" and secretly looked at Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an habitually spoke, blindfolded and laughed: "If it doesn't work, it's too little, I want all of you." ”

The Oiran were not stunned at all, and responded with a smile: "Lord Xu Ming'er is afraid that he is not going to hold on to the wall to go to the yamen Yingmao." ”

The laughter "boom" sounded, and the warbler Yanyan.

"No. 3 politely rejected my proposal, looking at a serious person who never went to the Workshop Division, but he, the eldest brother, was the opposite. ”

Chu Yuanzhen sighed in his heart, this Xu Qi'an is really a romantic person, he is like a fish in water in the teaching workshop, and he can let go more than any scholar.

For the current scholars, the Teaching Workshop Division and the Qinglou are more of a place to socialize, drinking and socializing with colleagues and classmates, and the restaurant is a place where civilians go, and the first choice for people with real status is the Teaching Workshop Division.

There is a talented Oiran to act as an officer, and a delicate and well-behaved maid to pour wine and serve, this is the face.

But the scholars and doctors take care of their face and will not be too profligate, this Xu Qi'an is different.

"It's also romantic to die under the peony flower!" Xu Qi'an hugged Fuxiang's small waist.

The sudden golden sentence made everyone present secretly admire, how can this person's talent be so terrifying, good sentences and good poems are in his mouth.

If this person reads, he will become a generation of Confucians.

Xu Pingzhi is not a son of man.

"Boom!"

An arrow was thrown into the barnacle accurately, interrupting everyone's divergent train of thought, and their attention was in place.

Xu Qi'an, who finished throwing one, said with a smile: "Brother Chu, it's started." ”

"Okay!" Chu Yuanzhen replied lightly.

As he spoke, he casually threw an arrow backwards and hit it accurately.

"Wow......."

Ming Yan exclaimed in surprise and his eyes widened.

Knock knock knock........

Xu Qi'an and Chu Yuanzhen each had an arrow, every time they hit it, every time they hit it, the oirans exclaimed, and they felt eye-opening.

Pitching the pot is just a small game, but the two of them played tricks.

One after another, when Xu Qi'an finished casting the tenth, Chu Yuanzhen had already voted for thirteen, and there were only seven in his hand.

When Xu Qi'an had five left, Chu Yuanzhen only had two left.

It seems that the winner has been decided.

Fuxiang and Ming Yan looked gloomy and could hardly hide their disappointment.

And the oirans who supported Chu Yuanzhen applauded in advance and applauded this champion of Yuanjing for twenty-seven years.

The officials who were watching around seemed to have expected this result a long time ago, and their smiles were the lightest.

Chu Yuanzhen is a legendary figure, when he was a student, he had already stood out among his classmates, with outstanding talent and appearance, and then abandoned literature and cultivation, no one was optimistic about him, and a close friend cut off his robe and broke off his righteousness.

But who would have thought that in just a few years, he would soar into the sky, challenge Jin Gong Zhang Kaitai, although defeated, he was still honored, and was praised by Wei Yuan as the first swordsman in the capital.

Such a peerless genius, in their opinion, is naturally much more brilliant than Xu Qi'an, who can investigate cases.

At this time, Chu Yuanzhen had already thrown the penultimate arrow and accurately entered the pot.

Fuxiang pursed her lips, withdrew her gaze from the barnacle, glanced at Xu Qi'an, and was stunned to find that the corners of the man's mouth were slightly raised........ This expression is very familiar to her, and every time Xu Qi'an is proud of the spring breeze, she will slightly raise the corners of her mouth.

Is he sure?!

As soon as the thought came to mind, Fuxiang saw a scene that could be called absurd, Xu Qi'an threw the five arrows in his hand at the same time, and they crossed a neat arc in the air and entered the pot perfectly.

There is only one sound from the five arrows: Boom!

The hall fell silent for a moment, and a pair of eyes widened.

Is that okay?

"Ah......" Ming Yan cheered, and threw himself into Xu Qi'an's arms excitedly: "Lord Xu, the slave family loves you to death." ”

Fuxiang frowned repeatedly.

"It's amazing. An imperial historian exclaimed.

"It turns out that the pitcher can also be played like this, which is an eye-opener. Another official smiled and agreed.

The Oiran's eyes were suddenly full of admiration when they looked at Xu Qi'an.

Chu Yuanzhen took off the silk scarf and smiled, "It's amazing." ”

The tea enclosure lasted until the beginning of the morning (nine o'clock in the evening), and the oirans yawned and got up to take their leave, their skirts fluttering and their bodies light.

Although they are a little sleepy, the beauties are still unsatisfied, and they feel that the banquet with Xu Qi'an and the first swordsman in the capital is too interesting, but it is a pity that such high-quality guests cannot be met every day.

Ming Yan secretly wrote in Xu Qi'an's palm and seduced him to his Qingchi Courtyard, but was stabbed a few words lukewarmly by Fuxiang, and then drove away.

Chu Yuanzhen did not stay overnight in the teaching department, and said goodbye and left. Xu Qi'an personally sent him out of the hospital.

No. 4 is too indifferent and free, and has the spirit of a reader........ I can't find a chance to let him die socially........ Xu Qi'an looked at the back of the green-shirted swordsman and felt very regretful.

But the reader has the weaknesses of the reader, such as poetry.

He hid it first and took it out when the time was right.

Leaving the maid to clean up the mess, Fuxiang took Xu Qi'an's arm and entered the bedroom, Xu Qi'an sat at the table and drank tea, his ears moved, and he heard Zhong Li's voice.

He turned his head to look at the screen, where her graceful shadow was reflected in the candlelight, cast on the screen, and one by one she was removing her dress and changing into a light gauze dress.

While bathing, Xu Qi'an suddenly said:

"I will redeem you in a few days. ”

Fuxiang was stunned for a moment, Lingxiu's eyes flashed with complicated colors, quickly precipitated, and chuckled: "Xu Lang has just become a viscount, and now taking a concubine is not good for your reputation." ”

"Yes. Xu Qi'an hugged his slippery little waist and said with a smile.

After taking a bath, he and Fuxiang rolled on the bed, and when the white-robed young man entered and exited seven times, he suddenly heard a "click", followed by a sense of weightlessness.

The bed collapsed.

Fuxiang exclaimed and wrapped around Xu Qi'an, and the long white python-like legs hooked his waist and startled.

....... Zhong Li, Lao Tzu wants to find the supervisor to return the goods!

Xu Qi'an was furious.

...........

Out of the Shadow Plum Pavilion, Chu Yuanzhen waved his sword fingers, and the long sword on his back seemed to come to life, swimming like a fish out of its restraints and stopping in front of him.

Chu Yuanzhen stepped on the scabbard and said softly, "Go." ”

The long sword paused slightly, suddenly pierced the night sky, and soared upward.

The moment he flew into the night sky, Chu Yuanzhen felt that countless eyes in the capital locked on him, and then moved away. One of the most spine-chilling stares came from the towering stargazing tower.

He quickly left the inner city and flew towards the south of the outer city.

If I remember correctly, No. 6 Hengyuan was in the health hall, he lowered his height, searched for a long time, and finally found the health hall in Nancheng.

Chu Yuanzhen was not a native of the capital, he studied in Guozijian, Jinshi and Di, and has been living in the inner city. I have never been to the outer city where the poor gather.

Pressing the head of the sword, he landed lightly in the courtyard of the health hall, and at the same time he jumped off the scabbard, he heard the sound of chanting the Buddha's name from under the eaves:

"Amitabha. ”

Chu Yuanzhen held the hilt of the sword, inserted the sword back into the sword bag behind his back, and looked at the sound, in the darkness under the eaves, there was a monk wearing a simple blue robe, with a burly figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a hard face line.

"Master Hengyuan?" Chu Yuanzhen greeted with a smile.

"It's the poor monk, and the donor is No. 4?" Hengyuan folded his hands and looked at him quietly.

The two who met for the first time did not behave very calmly, neither close nor unfamiliar, Hengyuan led Chu Yuanzhen into the house, lit an oil lamp, and took out a jar of wine from under the bed, turned out two porcelain bowls, and simply wiped off the dust with his sleeves.

Chu Yuanzhen never said no to wine, and the wine was dry as soon as it arrived, but he was a little curious: "Can Buddhist disciples drink?"

Hengyuan replied calmly: "Warrior monks are not taboo in meat and vegetarian food. ”

There is also a subtext in this sentence: warrior monks do not need to keep the precepts.

"I've seen Number Three today. ”

Chu Yuanzhen regretted a little that he didn't bring peanuts, he had wine and no food, and he always felt that something was missing.

Hengyuan nodded.

"Number Three pretended not to know me....... With his ingenuity, he believed that he recognized me at that time, but for some reason he pretended not to know. ”

Chu Yuanzhen shook his head helplessly and said, "The eight-grade self-cultivation realm, the cultivation is a little shallower. ”

However, he knows the secret of No. 3, which is related to the purity of the sub-temple, and he can't simply look at the surface when dealing with No. 3.

Master Hengyuan took a sip of wine and muttered: "Compared with No. 3, the poor monk is more close to Lord Xu, you may not know that he did not die in Yunzhou........"

After the sixth explained Xu Qi'an's resurrection, Chu Yuan shook his head: "Although the rebirth pill is good, the restrictions are too great, and he can survive by his own luck."

"I just met Xu Qi'an in the Teaching Workshop Division, I have a good impression of her, I think I heard you discuss it too many times in the fragments of the Book from the Ground, and I don't have a strange feeling about him. ”

After a pause, No. 4 smiled and said, "I haven't gotten along with No. 3, but Xu Qi'an does have a very good appetite for me." ”

After drinking the turbid wine in the jar, Chu Yuanzhen proposed to go to see the child, and after reading it, he looked quite depressed.

"Although I don't like Buddhism, they have a saying that is very true, the world is like a sea of suffering, and sentient beings are struggling in the sea of suffering. Chu Yuanzhen said with emotion.

Master Hengyuan glanced at him.

Chu Yuan hurriedly said, "No offense." ”

Hengyuan retracted his gaze at this time.

"Three days later, the second trial will be held, so let's go see No. 3 together. Hengyuan said: "No. 3 is not willing to disclose his identity to us, he said, if we meet, just meet and smile." ”

"That's right. Chu Yuanzhen suddenly realized.

.........

Three days passed.

The sky was bright, and Xu Erlang, accompanied by his family, arrived at the Tribute Courtyard.

"The Confucian Nine Grades have the ability to never forget, this test is Jingyi, and Erlang must have no pressure. Xu Qi'an patted him on the shoulder and encouraged.

Second Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu smiled.

According to Erlang himself, he played very well in the first day's questioning, he was already good at asking questions, and the second game was not a big problem.

In the eyes of the second uncle and aunt, Erlang has become a tribute.

Xu Xinnian raised his chin slightly, and said arrogantly: "There are many talented students in the world, don't be negligent, there may be someone stronger than me." ”

There may also be ...... Xu Qi'an said, pretending to be more powerful than you.

Bidding farewell to his family, he walked to the gate of the Tribute Temple, intending to line up to enter, when at this moment, a loud voice came from his ears: "Amitabha." ”

Xu Xinnian looked sideways and saw two people standing on the street, one was a burly monk, and the other was a green-shirted swordsman with a sword on his back.

Seeing him, both the monk and the swordsman smiled secretly.

....... Xu Xinnian's face froze, his head was lowered, and he hurriedly returned to his father and eldest brother, and suddenly felt a sense of security in his heart.

"Dad, big brother, I suspect that someone is trying to do something wrong with me. Xu Xinnian said in a deep voice.

When Xu Pingzhi heard this, his eyebrows immediately raised, and his eyes were like electricity: "Who?"

He is the royal sword guard who patrols the city, and he knows that a large number of heroes from the rivers and lakes have poured into the capital recently, which is a very unstable factor for public security.

The most obvious is that there are more gentlemen on the beams, and those who have spent all their money in the capital and have no money to make a living, their first choice is to steal and rob.

"A monk, a swordsman. Xu Xinnian turned around and pointed to somewhere behind.

Xu Qi'an looked at it for a moment and said, "Who is there?"

“？？？”

Xu Xinnian showed a look of horror: "It was there just now." ”

"Okay, and said that you are not stressed, I think you are hallucinating. Xu Qi'an patted the little brother on the shoulder and said:

"Erlang, those people you don't know and who behave strangely, you must not pay attention. ”

As he spoke, he put his hand behind Xu Xinnian's back.

Xu Erlang looked behind him and wondered, "What does this mean, big brother." ”

"It's okay, help you carry the pot well. ”

..........

PS: After the cleaning today, I was soaked, I was dizzy for a while, I almost fainted, and I quickly turned on the air conditioner to save my life........ My life was really given by the air conditioner. It's so hot.