The woman's voice was very clean and beautiful, but it was familiar to Du Wenxing's ears.

The voice...... It's Miss Yun Ruoyi!

He recalled.

However, this time, this Miss Yun's temperament is different from the panic and unscheduled feeling that day, the atmosphere is calm, and she has the demeanor of everyone.

Everyone on the waterfront followed the reputation, only to see that an opening was opened in the embroidery curtain at the source of the water, revealing several young girls inside, surrounded by one person.

This woman, who was surrounded by many girls, was dressed in pink, with a medium figure, slightly plump skin, new cheeks, and greasy goose fat, bathed in the morning light at the moment, giving people a thrilling sense of beauty.

Du Wenxing was amazed in an instant.

This woman is the eldest lady of the Yun family-Yun Ruoyi.

Yun Ruoyi was holding a small wooden hammer in her hand, and there was a small stone chime on the table next to her.

There was a small girl standing beside her, holding a small wooden tray in her hand, in which several squares were folded with colored paper, which was the title of the poem to be solved.

"How is it, Sister Yun is not very beautiful. Zheng Rou whispered to Du Wenxing.

Du Wenxing nodded sincerely.

At this time, the students scattered in the garden to talk about poetry and lyrics slowly gathered over, and many people's eyes quietly fell on Yun Ruoyi's face, with an obsessive expression.

Yun Ruoyi turned a blind eye to the people approaching around her, gently knocked the small wooden hammer in her hand on the stone chime, and said again with a "ding" sound: "Which talented person is willing to come to this poem?"

Du Wenxing also moved forward with the flow of people, he was not like others, in order to take the opportunity to get closer to the famous Miss Yun family, but he was afraid that the Lu Da master of Crouching Tiger Gang would take advantage of the crowd and have a protective mind.

As a result, he seems to be relaxed, but his right hand grips the handle tightly, keeping him ready to draw at any moment.

When other young talents heard this, they all made suggestions to recommend the candidates in their hearts.

At this moment, a little girl ran over from afar and came to Yun Ruoyi's ear and secretly said something.

Yun Ruoyi nodded, and tapped the small wooden hammer on the stone chime and said, "I don't know which one is Du Gongzi of the Qingcheng faction?"

After Du Wenxing heard this, he felt very strange.

When I first arrived, how could I ask myself?

Could it be that someone has made any arrangements?

Although I was quite confused, I was not afraid.

Du Wenxing took a step forward and said loudly: "It's down there." Dare to ask Miss Yun what advice she has?"

As soon as he stood up, everyone's eyes in the audience suddenly focused on him, and Du Wenxing smiled slightly but his demeanor was calm.

Zheng Rou admired him more and more, but Lu Hong was very jealous, and said angrily to Zhou Yunwen on the side: "Why did the eldest lady of the Yun family specifically mention him, this son has no literary name!"

Zhou Yunwen was still gentle and elegant, and said with a smile: "Just look at it." ”

Everyone's attention was attracted by Du Wenxing, and no one noticed that after Yun Ruoyi saw Du Wenxing, her complexion changed suddenly, and then her jade-like skin was dyed with a layer of red.

The little girl Biyun holding the tray was surprised, and her delicate little mouth became an "O" shape.

Although Du Wenxing left his name that day, neither of the master and servant expected that this Qingcheng "Du Gongzi" was the Qingcheng young man who saved them.

Yun Ruoyi came back to her senses, looked Du Wenxing up and down with a pair of beautiful eyes, winked at him faintly, and then said with a red face: "Today, an elder recommended Du Gongzi of Qingcheng, saying that he is both civil and military, not only outstanding in martial arts, but also outstanding in literature. The little woman dared to ask Du Gongzi to write a topic for the poetry meeting, I don't know what Du Gongzi thinks?"

Du Wenxing's gaze swept towards the Water Pavilion, "Elder recommendation, who is it?" Zheng Huan?

He felt that this so-called elder who recommended him should have bad intentions, and this move was a bit murderous, just look at the eyes of the young talents around him who seemed to be about to breathe fire.

Du Wenxing naturally didn't know how to be a gunman, looked at Yun Ruoyi and said with a smile: "I am a martial artist in the next generation, and I don't know which seniors love him, so he looks down on the juniors, so that the juniors are flattered and a little ashamed at the same time, what civil and military shuangquan is not daring to be." Today, there are many talents. The girl asked Du Wenxing to be the one who made this question, but she was terrified. ”

In the Water Pavilion, Zheng Huan looked at a middle-aged man in surprise and asked, "Master Tong, I don't know why you recommend Du Wenxing?"

This middle-aged man's name is Tongguang, and he is the scholar of Chengdu Prefecture, and it is he who recommended Du Wenxing as the person who asked for this problem.

Tongguang smiled slightly, and said: "It's just that this son is different, you see that others participate in the poetry meeting at most with a sword, but this one is a sword, plus seeing his extraordinary bearing, I think it is also the kind of talent who 'has poetry and books in his belly', so he said it in passing, hehe." ”

Zheng Huan looked at Tongguang suspiciously, this explanation is a bit far-fetched, besides, how did Tongguang know Du Wenxing's surname?

Yifu Xuezheng shouldn't pay attention to a small Qingcheng disciple, right?

Don't mention how the adults on the Water Pavilion are, let's talk about Du Wenxing.

After Du Wenxing refused, Yun Ruoyi didn't want to be embarrassed, and was just about to say something, when Zhou Yunwen, who was suddenly standing next to Lu Hong, stepped forward and said: "Today is a meeting of friends with poetry, where are there so many false courtesies." Since this Du Gongzi was able to come to participate in the poetry meeting, he was also handsome for a while, Xichuan Talent, is he afraid to answer a question?"

Du Wenxing glanced at him, this person didn't know him at all, but why did he use words to squeeze himself, but he was not afraid, he simply didn't shirk it anymore, laughed, and walked towards the embroidery curtain in Wu Yugong's worried gaze not far away.

Zheng Rou whispered behind him, "Come on!"

Du Wenxing turned his head and was about to respond with a "thank you for the encouragement", when he heard the other party say again: "Hug the beauty." ”

Suddenly I almost fell down, what kind of god is this.

However, Lu Hong, who has always been ugly, has a much better face, and her cousin's words obviously show that she is not interested in this Du Wenxing, hahaha.

Du Wenxing came to the embroidery curtain, looked at Yun Ruoyi, whose face was like a peach blossom, and said, "But I don't know what else to pay attention to this poem?"

Yun Ruoyi was smart according to Bingxue, and he also saw that the person who recommended Du Wenxing in the Water Pavilion seemed to have bad intentions, and seeing that Du Wenxing's actions were well-founded, he was calm and calm, and couldn't help nodding secretly.

Then he explained in a low voice: "The rules of the poetry club, the person who made this title is recognized as a poet and a handsome person. The poems and articles written by the talented people of today's poetry society have to be compiled into a volume for circulation. Therefore, I ask the person who is asking this question to draft a small preface, if Du Gongzi is embarrassed......"

Yun Ruoyi's voice became softer, "Little sister can help." ”

After speaking, he was afraid that Du Wenxing would misunderstand that he looked down on him, so he stared at Du Wenxing with a pair of big watery eyes, but was surprised to find that Brother Du seemed to look better.