The white fox was smart, as if carved from jade, and the fur on his body was like satin, lying quietly on Yaoqin's shoulder.

Qiao Chenan said apologetically: "It's all because I didn't think about it, and I disturbed Miss Yaoqin." After saying that, he looked at Huangfu Xuan and said lightly: "Don't come back soon!"

Yaoqin shook her head, a charming smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said, "It's okay, this fox is beautiful!"

He put the white fox on the table in front of him, and a Qianqianyu hand picked up a piece of melon and fruit from the plate and sent it to him, but the white fox didn't struggle much, and obediently lowered his head and ate it.

Almost all the people in the hall had their eyes shining, secretly saying that it was just an animal, and that they were so lucky that they wished they could become the little fox that was killed that day.

Qiao Chen straightened his robe, and seeing Yaoqin's performance, it seemed that all young women, both ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, probably had a common problem, that is, motherhood was overflowing, especially for this kind of fluffy little thing, it was simply defenseless.

The Yaoqin in front of him is the best example.

Zhang Mingcheng was repeatedly ignored tonight, and originally wanted to take this opportunity to suppress Qiao Chen'an in front of many scholars in the same city, but he didn't expect him to steal the limelight everywhere at the banquet, and he was angry and angry in his heart, and hurriedly took over the conversation and said: "I have a poem, please taste it!"

Everyone's attention returned to him, but when they saw him drink the wine in the cup, he said, "I have no trouble in my life, and I am pregnant with poetry and wine." Poetry and wine are free, and fame is not there. ”

Although this poem is easy to read, and is not good at rhetoric, it is catchy, it is a masterpiece, but it is worthy of Zhang Mingcheng, the first genius in Yuezhou.

The wine order is still going on, the second person pondered for a while, and also made a poem, although it is not as good as Zhang Mingcheng, but it can be regarded as a good hand, and the danger is passed, and then several people are also like this, the quality of the poems is uneven, but Ning Caichen is extraordinary, and the poems he chant are quite good.

Soon it was Qiao Chen'an's turn again, everyone looked at each other, there were sneers, there were also curious people, everyone had different moods, Yaoqin's wonderful eyes were even more peculiar, and they also wanted to know what kind of works he could come up with.

Eyes intertwined with him, but Qiao Chenan did not feel nervous, turned his head to look out the window, the bright moon was in the sky, the silver light was swaying, like quicksilver, the world was wide, and the wind and clouds were changeable.

Suddenly, I felt that only this life, only the breeze and the bright moon, the long sword and the lonely wine were accompanied!

I couldn't help but feel nostalgic: "A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone has no blind date." Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me. Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring. I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess. When you wake up, you will be the same, and you will disperse when you are drunk. Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan. ”

Raise your head and drink the bright moon in the cup.

Everyone was shocked, and they all looked at Qiao Chen'an with shocked faces, as if they had set off a monstrous wave in their hearts.

In a moment, you can come up with such a stunning work, which can only be described by having the world in mind and the sun and the moon in the belly!

Yaoqin's heart was quite shocked, she originally thought that Zhang Mingcheng was the highest among the people present, but now it seems that this is not the case, Qiao Chen'an is afraid that this talent is much higher than him!

After two rounds of wine orders in a row, only Qiao Chenan and Zhang Mingcheng were left unattended, Zhang Mingcheng spent a lot of money to invite Yaoqin to come forward, he wanted to show in front of the beauty, but he was suppressed by Qiao Chenan one after another, and his heart was extremely aggrieved, and he immediately said loudly: "I used to serve the immortals in Penglai." Sleepwalking Fang realized the stumbling edge of the dust. Youth is dissolute and poetic, and the yellow roll is youyou, to the sages!"

Everyone seemed to be a little hurried when they heard his tone, a pair of eyes stared at Qiao Chen'an opposite, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became depressed and tense, as if it was filled with a smell of gunpowder, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that the two were not compatible.

The wine order has come to this point, and it has already evolved into a fiery competition between the two.

Zhang Mingcheng forced each other step by step, Qiao Chen'an drank no less than dozens of glasses of wine after this banquet, he was already a little drunk, and he was a little impatient with Zhang Mingcheng's repeated entanglements in his heart, but he abandoned the cup, got up with the pot, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and sang loudly: "If the sky doesn't love wine, the wine star is not in the sky." If the earth does not love wine, there shall be no fountain of wine on the earth. Heaven and earth love wine, and love wine is worthy of heaven. I have heard that it is more than a saint, and it is as virtuous as a sage. Since the sages have already drunk, why bother to ask the gods. Three cups lead to the avenue, and one bucket is natural. But if you have fun in wine, don't pass it on to the awake!"

"I want to fight wine poems 100 times, Lin'an City on the restaurant to sleep, the Son of Heaven can't get on the boat, claiming that the minister is a wine fairy!"

"Brothers, brothers, heroic and jade, who laughs at me for being drunk on the battlefield!

......

Qiao Chen'an chanted several masterpieces in a row, all of which were famous in the world, these students from the banquet had long been stunned, and the eyes that looked at Qiao Chen'an were simply astonishing.

Qiao Chen'an drank and wrote poems, quite a bit of Cao Mengde's ambition when he was about to fight Chibi and wanted to unify Kyushu, and his heart was extremely happy.

Everyone is a scholar, where have they seen such an arrogant and unruly reader, they are all shocked, but they are also aroused by it in their hearts, and they feel that Qiao Chen is really a first-class extraordinary person in the world!

Life is like this!

Zhang Mingcheng's eyes darkened, and he almost fainted, he never thought that Qiao Chen'an would be so powerful, if there was only one masterpiece, it would be fine, he might be able to compete with it, but who would have thought that this guy would be a masterpiece when he opened his mouth, no matter how much he struggled, he would never be able to compare with it!

It is conceivable that it will not be long before tonight's events will be spread out, and when Qiao Chen is drinking and singing at the banquet, the matter of spitting out masterpieces will definitely cause a sensation in the whole of Hangzhou and become famous!

And he ...... But it may become a stepping stone for Qiao Chen'an to become famous, and he, the first talent in Yuezhou, is afraid that he will become the object of everyone's ridicule!

Thinking of this, Zhang Mingcheng suddenly felt dizzy, his stomach was like an explosion of flowers, all kinds of flavors came up together, and he couldn't bear it anymore, he opened his mouth and leaned over and spit it out, his face was pale.

Everyone present is a talented person, and most of them can see that tonight's banquet is secretly tired, and when they see Zhang Mingcheng's down-and-out appearance at this time, they don't feel half pitiful in their hearts, but they feel that compared with Qiao Chen'an, they are like children, whether it is style or bearing, they are more than half a chip.

"The banquet is a good feast, the wine is also a good wine, and people are beautiful!

Qiao Chen'an drank all the wine in the pot, his face was slightly red, the night wind was blowing, his green shirt was drumming, his long hair was dancing, like a madman who had been living in seclusion in the mountains for a long time, he looked at Yaoqin and said, "Thank you Miss Yaoqin for your hospitality!"