"I can't believe that you still have such talent. Ji Yehan chuckled.

As if thinking of something, Zhang Mengyao stepped forward and said.

"Tonight, led by the City Lord's Mansion, a moon-moon poetry meeting will be held in the Wind Pavilion in the city.

This poetry meeting not only invited all the literati and writers who were talented in Lin'an, but also everyone in the literary world.

You are so talented, you are definitely not inferior to those talented scholars who think they are coquettish.

The three of us will go together tonight to enjoy the moon and listen to poetry, and how about placing our feelings on the scenery?"

After hearing this, Ji Yehan couldn't help but shake his head, "I'd better forget it." That kind of place doesn't suit me very well. ”

Although she was shocked by Yun Chu'an's poems, for an absolute "female man" like Zhu Yehan, this kind of occasion made her quite uncomfortable, so she had to politely refuse.

Yun Chu'an's eyes rolled, and he recalled that the poems he had heard and seen were called literary masters, and their literary level was far inferior to the poems in the selection of poems and songs.

"All the writers of the heavens and all the worlds, the kid boldly borrowed it, and I hope you don't blame it. ”

The confidence in my heart was even harder, and I gladly agreed to go to the poetry meeting under the moon in the evening.

Zhang Mengyao saw that Yun Chu'an agreed, and smiled happily.

This smile is still fascinating.

Then he looked up and down at Yun Chu'an's line and said with a smile.

"But you need to change your outfit appropriately, the poetry meeting under the moon is a place of wind and snow, not a place for fighting and killing. ”

"That makes sense!"

......

The moon is bright and the wind is clear, and the silver glow is all over the ground.

The sky is falling, and the stars are dotted.

The weeds are separated, the flowers and trees are swaying, and they are rattling.

The majestic walls of Lin'an City stand beneath the night sky, covering half of the night sky.

The city's houses are nestled among the blossoming flowers and trees.

The lanterns in front of the eaves can be seen everywhere emitting a dense red light, and between the stout stone pillars under the corridor, the tassels at the bottom of the lanterns can be seen swaying in the wind, casting a faint ink shadow on the brick floor.

This is the night of Lin'an City, a city that never sleeps on the land south of the Yangtze River.

What happened to Yun Chu'an today can be described as colorful.

In the early morning, he was still in the illusion of the trial, and in the afternoon, he met a killer to fight to the death.

This night, I will participate in the moonlight poetry meeting of the literati and inkmen.

Who can tell the story of life?

At this time, Yun Chu'an had already taken off the short clothes he was wearing and took off the fierce color on his body.

Instead, he changed into a robe made of cyan silk, and tied a moon-white patterned hollow jade ribbon around his waist, and the long green silk hair on his head was tied high.

In his hand, he held the folding fan with the authentic handiwork of the Ming Emblem of the Book Sage, and slowly fanned it.

With the clear and bright phoenix eyes of Yun Zhian, it seems to want to hook the soul.

is really a personable and talented image, so he almost shakes his head and talks about it.

Of course, it's more about revealing the breath of spirit stones...

Yun Chu'an walked slowly to the Feng Accord in the city alone, and attracted the attention of many pink beauties along the way, and there were even more bold people who walked forward to say hello.

In this regard, Yun Chu'an had a light smile on the corner of his mouth, put away the folding fan, and slightly returned the salute.

Feng Ya Ge was built on a lake in Lin'an City, and it didn't take long to reach the boundary of the land.

The stone bridge in front of you lies across the water, connecting the east and west banks, at first glance it looks like a rainbow lying wave, and it looks like Xizi looking back.

The lake under the bridge flows slowly, crystal clear, and looks crystal clear under the moonlight.

Occasionally, a warm breeze blows through the water, rippling and sparkling, creating a ripple.

The detached grass on the shore swayed in the wind, and looked up at the fallen flowers, floating down from the branches, dancing and flying in the air.

A few petals fall on the shoulder, and the fragrance spreads and opens, refreshing people's hearts.

Stretch out your long fingers and gently remove the fallen flowers.

This is the case.

Just ask such a handsome and talented woman under the moon, what woman can resist such a temptation?

"Childe stops!"

The guards guarding in front of the bridge outside the pavilion interrupted Yun Chu'an to continue to revel in the beautiful scenery under the moon.

It seems that seeing this son's extraordinary appearance and chic dress, the guard's voice is also a little quieter, a little more soft.

"What's the matter?" replied with a fan in his hand quite elegantly.

"This son, tonight Feng Yage holds a monthly regular poetry meeting, which is not open to the public for the time being, and I dare to ask if the son has received an invitation to the poetry meeting from the City Lord's Mansion?"

This guard is on duty here every month, and every time the literati who come here know it in their hearts, but they have never seen the son in front of them.

"This little girl, she didn't tell me about this stubble, she was cheating me again. ”

Yun Zhi smiled bitterly in peace of mind, but he didn't care, and replied, "I don't have an invitation letter, but your city lord's daughter directly invited me to come." ”

"This..."

The guard's face showed embarrassment, "I hope the prince will forgive me, I haven't received any orders, and I still ask you to come with an invitation to the poetry meeting." ”

The guard had replied in as polite a tone as possible.

"Snort. The daughter of the city lord invited you directly? Then I was invited by the city lord!"

A man's voice came from behind him, and Yun Chu'an looked back.

I saw a person dressed quite delicately, his eyes narrowed slightly into a line, and he sneered.

Stretched out his hand and took out a gilded invitation from his sleeve, raised it in front of Yun Chu'an, and handed it to the guards in front of the bridge outside the pavilion.

"See, only scholars and talented people who are recognized by the City Lord's Mansion can get this invitation. I don't know where the cow ghost snake god is, I think I'm dressed up a little human, and I really think I'm a character. ”

"It turned out to be Xie An, Gongzi Xie. You inside please~"

The guard held the invitation in both hands, and after confirming that it was correct, he respectfully invited Na Xie An in.

Xie An walked slowly by, and when he passed by Yun Chu'an, he also let out a disdainful cold snort.

As he was about to step onto the bridge, he looked back and said to the guard with a gentle wave of the folding fan in his hand.

"Please also ask this strong man to be on duty, but you can't let some people with ulterior motives get involved, in case you hurt the city lord's daughter, it won't be good. ”

Xie An's words had something else to say, and Yun Chu'an could naturally hear it.

Yun Chu'an has been in martial arts for a long time, and with his temperament, he was ridiculed and ridiculed like this, and he was already eager to slap the skinny Xie An to the ground.

But when he thought that this poetry meeting was invited by Zhang Mengyao to participate, and it was led by the City Lord's Mansion, Yun Chu'an still put away his temperament and shook his head secretly.

"Please ask this strong man to go in and tell your young lady, just say that Yun Chu'an has arrived at the appointment. "The clouds are holding their fists.

"This son, please go back. ”

The guard didn't answer directly, and still replied politely, but the impression of Yun Chu'an in his heart had been reduced a lot, and he had already vaguely classified Yun Chu'an as the kind of person who was deceived and deceived.