Shi Nai'an, Gao Qi, Song Lian, Yang Ji, Zhang Yu, Xu Ben and others are famous. Ｘ

Shi Nai'an, the creator of one of the four famous Chinese novels "Water Margin", is nineteen years old in Xiucai, twenty-nine years old in Juren, thirty-five years old Jinshi, and now he is forty years old, but for talents, this stage is just a good time to create classic works.

Gao Qi, a famous writer and thinker in the late Yuan and early Ming dynasties, was a true genius with profound knowledge, talent, and poetry.

Song Lian, at the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, was called the head of the founding ministers by Zhu Yuanzhang, smart and studious, and was called a prodigy since childhood, and was the teacher of Zhu Yuanzhang's son Zhu Biao.

In later generations, he was called him, Liu Bowen and Gao Qi as the three famous literary scholars of the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty.

This is not the end, Yang Jichuan Shuleshan people, Zhang Yu, Jiangxi Jiujiang people, Xu Ben Suzhou people, these three people are in the land of Wu, for Zhang Shicheng to give advice, and they are also very famous writers.

Later generations even called Gao Qi, Yang Ji, Zhang Yu and Xu Ben the four heroes of Wuzhong.

So many historical celebrities have rushed to the Oiran Feast, which shows how well prepared this feast is.

There are many talented people on it, such as Yuan Xi, Li Yifan, He Yi, Wang Junxiao, Yu Ming and Dadu Qinqi, calligraphy and painting Four Little Sages and others.

If Liu Bowen is added to this lineup, it will be almost like a gathering of many writers in the early Ming Dynasty.

Most of these people didn't have any classic masterpieces when they were young, but when they got older and had a certain resume, the things they wrote were extraordinary and full of flavor.

As for the beauty, there are even more flowers and moons, and He Rongmeng, Murong Yu, Mi Yunyan, Bi Shuangxue, An Yaoyao and others who are known as flowers and shy flowers in the closed moon.

There is also Master Li from Jingzhou City, and Master Li is also on the invitation, which shows that Master Li of Jingzhou is not in vain when he smiles at the city and looks back at the country.

Yang Yuhuan, the peerless beauty of Northern Jiangsu, Miaorui, Xu Murong and others in Guangzhou Flower City.

These women may be unknown in history, but in the chaotic era of the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, they were on the water side, and many heroes and heroes in the world fell under their pomegranate skirts.

"So many celebrities invited?" asked Zhang Wuji suspiciously.

"They are all some academically successful, romantic scholars who are in the place of wind and snow, and the name of my son Liu Ji is not on it, so it can be seen that people who do great things ......" Liu Kui also wants to praise his son, but if he blows up to a person who does great things, he will generally not come to participate in such trivial things, what if Zhang Wuji also tells him that he wants to do great things and does not participate?

Wouldn't that be shooting yourself in the foot?

Thinking of this, he waved his hand and said, "People who do big things should participate, but low-key people are a different story." ”

"Wuji, don't tell me that you are low-key! In the tavern in front of everyone to make the little saint Han Mo so big, you have to think about it carefully, tomorrow this feast will begin. After Liu Jiong finished speaking, he motioned to Evian with his eyes, and asked Evian to accompany Zhang Wuji to read a book today.

Evian nodded.

When Liu Kui returned to the courtyard, Zhou Bo walked over across his thighs at this time, a blush flashed on his face, and when he saw Evian in the hall, he waved his hand to Evian slightly sideways and said, "Evian, you go down first, I have something to talk to my son." ”

Evian nodded and left, but when he left, his eyes glanced at Uncle Zhou, intentionally or unintentionally, and at this time, Uncle Zhou was like a ripe shrimp, bending over and curling.

After Evian went down, Zhou Bo hurriedly shouted: "Master Zhang, help!"

When Zhang Wuji heard this, he asked suspiciously, "Uncle Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

"I ...... I swallowed the two pills you gave, they are strong enough, but I am also about to die of exhaustion, is there any way to make it ......" Zhou Bo's eyes gestured to his crotch, with a look of "you know".

Zhang Wuji asked, "Uncle Zhou, you won't swallow both pills, right?"

When Zhou Bo heard this, his old face turned red, he was embarrassed to look directly into Zhang Wuji's eyes, and said embarrassedly: "I'm afraid it's useless, it's not ...... The two ate together. ”

"My mother, Uncle Zhou, you said that you are all old, and you are still playing so big, be careful of exhausting you!" Zhang Wuji had no choice but to refine a Pure Heart Pill from the system space.

These medicinal materials were all collected by the people who had been poisoned by the Five Poisons Sect in the Shen family's compound before, and these medicinal materials were piled up by him in the system space.

In order to prevent untimely needs, or sudden poisoning is too late to collect medicine, first use some traditional Chinese medicine to refine the elixir that suppresses toxicity.

Zhou Bo took the pill and left with an embarrassed look.

Back in the room, Zhang Wuji meditated cross-legged and began to cultivate, as for the things at the feast, it is better to take one step at a time!

In the evening, Zhang Wuji had a meal, and under Liu Qiang's chatter, he could only spread his hands and say that he did his best, and as for what ghosts could be written at the banquet, he didn't count in his heart.

But he can be sure that he writes, almost at the bottom, and anyone who can write a little bit will be better than a modern person like him.

Because Zhang Wuji never wrote calligraphy at all when he was in college, he has heard many famous people comment on the authentic works left by some historical celebrities.

In fact, it is a review, which is nothing more than borrowing the authentic works of the ancients to teach everyone how to write, how to write dragons and snakes, or something.

Following.

The sky was slightly bright, and a few snowflakes began to fall slowly in the sky throughout the capital.

Winter had come, the snowflakes began to flutter, and Zhang Wuji, who had woken up, shook his body, feeling cold for the second time since he had cultivated.

This also just proves that no matter how strong the martial arts are, when it comes to the cold weather, they will be affected by the weather and feel cold.

Evian sent a mink coat early, a fluffy robe, which looked very high-end.

Zhang Wuji thought to himself that this thing would be enough to cost Liu Kui half a month's money, right? This Liu Kui was also willing to pay the capital, in order to let him show off his style at the Oiran Feast, the clothes he bought back were bright and colorful, warm and comfortable.

After Zhang Wuji got dressed, his hair was still draped very casually, and a rope was tied to the back of his head, which didn't look so messy.

Seeing this, Evian couldn't help but complain.

"Childe, can you take a snack, today is a feast for the Oiran, you are dressed up, and you won't be laughed to death if you go?"

"Then what do you say?"

"Sit down, I'll groom you. ”

Under Evian's combing, Zhang Wuji looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly sighed...... r