"You should remember me. X" Zhang Wuji nodded, understanding the bird mentality of the ancient scholars, that is, they couldn't convince others to compare themselves to themselves, and now Zhang Wuji dismantled his two pairs in a row, and it was strange that he didn't want to get back to the field.

"Brother Zhang is so talented, I wonder if there is any idea to win the championship feast and surprise the four seats?" Han Mo asked with a tentative expression.

Zhang Wuji shook his head and said, "This is a matter of literati and, talented people and beautiful women, I don't have that time." ”

Although Liu Kui has promised to participate in this grand event for him, there are everyone at this grand event, and all kinds of talented students will inevitably have some problems to trouble him.

When the time comes, it will be a shame if you can't answer it.

What's more, he wasn't ready to go to Wuwen to get ink, but he just agreed to accompany Master Li to watch nearby to see if there was a literati who could help the red card girl capture the once in a decade Jingshi Oiran.

With this Oiran title, whether they return to their original place to pick up customers or stay in Beijing, and then start a new Qinglou, it is enough to attract visitors from all over the world, and it is full of friends.

Therefore, for this Oiran feast, whether it is the Qinglou women near Dadu, or some Qinglou red cards in the Jiangnan area, they have rushed over one after another.

Zhang Wuji's words made Han Mo secretly happy that there was one less competitor, but ...... They didn't forget the explanation that Xiangye gave them, and provoked Zhang Wuji as much as possible.

Stimulates Zhang Wou-Ki to show off his talents at the Oiran feast.

This is what Xiang Ye talked to them in the Prime Minister's Mansion before, and later heard that Liu Kui had agreed to participate in the Oiran for Zhang Wouji, so they thought about how to teach Zhang Wouji a lesson at the banquet.

But now it seems...... This Wuji is not a fuel-efficient lamp either!

Evian muttered on the side at this time: "Childe, you are absolutely lovely, if you don't go to this feast, it will really reduce the color of this feast!"

Zhang Wuji glanced at Evian when he heard this, and said, "You know that your son-in-law is absolutely lovely, right?

Zhang Wuji's words made Evian stick out his tongue and said with a coquettish smile: "Childe's writing is inherently ugly, just like a little snake swimming......"

The conversation between Evian and Zhang Wouji is like a normal conversation between the prince and the maid, but in the eyes of Han Mo and Liu Zongyang and others, they grasp the point.

Liu Zongyang, Han Mo and the others glanced at each other, and they all understood this meaning from each other's eyes, "Zhang Wuji's words are very ugly......

Han Mo smiled, this smile bloomed like a hundred flowers, dazzling.

Now that he knew the enemy's weakness, how could he miss the opportunity to suppress Zhang Wuji at the feast? After all, he had lost two pairs to Zhang Wuji today.

Han Mo took a step forward, hugged his fists and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, you are only eight buckets high, if you really don't go to participate in the Oiran Feast, you will really lose three points from the feast!"

Liu Zongyang also smiled and said, "Brother Zhang doesn't want to amaze the four and make women from all over the world flock to it?"

"Yes, I heard that there were peerless beauties from all over the Central Plains gathered at the banquet, and there were even blue-eyed blonde women from the north of the prairie, Brother Zhang was not interested at all?" said the chess little sage Mu Shangsheng with a smile.

"No matter how many beauties there are, they are not mine, so what's the use of participating in this meaningless feast?" Zhang Wuji shook his head and sighed.

"Why is it useless? Brother Zhang is only eight years old, and he sings a poem, and he doesn't obediently have a woman come to give him a hug? If we also have Brother Zhang and Brother Han's ability to chant poetry, we can easily let any beautiful woman pass by. Kigami said with a warm smile on his face.

At this time, Liu Zongyang, a little saint, found out out of the corner of his eyes that two women walked by on the street outside the door at this time, among them, walking in front, with a noble temperament, and the woman with lotus steps looked like a flower and a moon, delicate and tall.

Two strands of green silk hung from either side of the flawless cheeks.

Behind the woman was a woman who was also very good-looking, with a fair and tender complexion, a huge double peak in front of her, and a very cumbersome woman who walked.

The woman complained from time to time that she was tired from shopping, and she was followed by two young men holding paper fans and talking eloquently.

Seeing this, in order to deliberately stimulate Zhang Wuji, Liu Zongyang smiled at Han Mo and said: "Brother Han, there are two pretty girls smiling in front of the door, and Wen Saoke is closely following him, I don't know if Brother Han can make a poem, can he tease the beautiful woman to come?"

Han Mo glanced at Zhang Wuji with a slightly provocative gaze when he heard this, and said with a confident expression: "We are literati and scholars, composing a poem comparable to 30,000 male soldiers, and as soon as the poem comes out, all the women will be in their arms. ”

"I see that Brother Zhang doesn't believe in talented people, and he is favored by women, so today he will chant a poem and call the beautiful woman to have a drink together. Han Mo smiled with a confident look.

When Zhang Wuji heard this, he glanced outside the door, suddenly laughed, and said with a grin: "There is a good saying, no matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of the big sword, and no matter how good you learn, you are not as good as a handsome person." ”

"Oh, so Brother Zhang thinks you are handsome and can attract women?"

"That's nature. Zhang Wuji smiled as a matter of course.

"Then I'll see if Brother Zhang is handsome and can charm the girls outside, or if my poetry is slightly better. Han Mo said and strode out.

Zhang Wuji sat quietly, wanting to watch Han Mo act.

After Han Mo went out, most of the people poured out.

Han Mo straightened his clothes, looked at the woman who had already walked in front, and left a delicate and beautiful back, three thousand black and green silk draped over the shoulders, soft and shiny.

"Girl, slow ......"

The beautiful woman walking in front turned her head, and the moment she looked back, the beautiful woman's eyes seemed to be in slow motion, blinking slowly......

After the beautiful woman looked back, the woman next to her and the two merry talents also turned around, and the two merry men saw that a man actually made their favorite Master Li look back in public, and they were immediately unhappy.

I secretly thought to myself that I wanted to dig into the corner of their wall? Hongxing doesn't come out of the wall, you don't want to get into the wall.

"This son, I don't know what is wrong with you?" The person passing by was Master Li, the weather was good today, she wanted to come out and go around, she was called out while walking on the road, turned around and asked with a smile.

"I see the girl's appearance and moonlight, and I want to compose a poem to give to you, I don't know if the girl can have a Yaxing face to enjoy in the tavern?" Han Mo said with a look that he thought he was very handsome.

When Master Li heard this, he shook his head and said, "The little girl still has something important to do today, and the future will be long, so let's talk about it when I have time!"

Zhang Wuji, who was in the tavern, heard this, stood behind Han Mo with a smile and showed half of his head, winked at Master Li, and said with a smile: "The girl dislikes sour words, I don't know if the sun is as handsome as I can invite the girl to enjoy her face and have a drink?"