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Take off the bloat of winter and replace it with the relaxation of spring, which is a good time to talk about the world and enjoy the spring. Of course, this kind of time is just a good time for those rich children and young ladies to go green, and people like Zhao Ping are not interested in it at all.

Maybe it was because he was worried in his heart, or maybe the chaotic footsteps outside the house were too noisy, Zhao Ping, who fell asleep by the edge of the bed, couldn't help but be awakened, and turned his neck twice, which was stiff because he had maintained one posture for a long time, and made a gurgling sound.

Looking at the hazy sky outside the house, Zhao Ping wanted to lie down and squint for a while, but he couldn't sleep when he thought of today's events, so he had to get up and clean up the house. At that moment, Zhao Ping didn't dare to rub it any longer, and walked out after closing the doors and windows.

After waiting in the house for a while, the little young master, accompanied by Lin Qu, walked slowly to the court with a group of servants behind him, looking at Zhao Ping who bowed and saluted, the little young master nodded lightly, stretched out a small hand pinned behind him, and Lin Qu, who was standing next to him, immediately took out the pastries he carried with him and put them in the hands of the little young master.

Eating the fragrant osmanthus cake, the little young master showed a satisfied look on his face, and said vaguely in his mouth stuffed with osmanthus cake: "Lin Qu, you are very good, it seems that you still know the young master's mind best, and I don't know how to live without you." ”

Lin Qu, who was appreciated by the little young master, immediately bent down to thank him, and then looked at Zhao Ping triumphantly with provocative eyes, Zhao Ping saw it in his eyes, but his mind was not on it at all.

Zhao Ping was thinking about how to persuade the little master not to participate in any poetry competition. didn't get a response from Zhao Ping, which made Lin Qu, who was originally proud, feel as if he had eaten a fly, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

"Let's go. ”

Under the order of the little master, Zhao Ping and a group of people went out and walked west.

The fresh air is coming, and the warm spring breeze pours into the nose with the smell of earth, which makes people feel refreshed. Zhao Ping breathed the fresh air that penetrated his heart, listened to the sound of everything waking up and the grass budding, and greedily enjoyed the taste of spring. It made Zhao Ping's gloomy mood much lighter and became happy.

Zhao Ping and his party didn't go far to reach their destination, only to see a group of young children gathered together to discuss, and a large group of people standing next to them kept applauding, these are the servants of these young ladies and young ladies.

Before Zhao Ping walked in, he heard the sound of constant applause and compliments everywhere, and everyone surrounded a white-faced brocade-clothed boy with a flattering face, and the white-faced boy often encountered this kind of situation, but the compliments to everyone were disrespectful, and it was quite decent and natural to deal with them.

There were sharp-eyed people in the crowd, and they found Zhao Ping and others walking towards him from a distance, and someone immediately came to greet Young Master Zhang.

Looking at the bustle inside, Young Master Zhang asked someone with some doubts: "What's the matter, why is it so lively." ”

When the visitor saw Young Master Zhang asking a question, his face that was originally just smiling seemed to have taken a big tonic, his face was flushed, and his eyes showed a look of worship and excitement, like a fanatical believer.

"You didn't know it when you first came, Young Master Wang made a wonderful poem just now, and even people like me who don't understand poetry think it's exquisite. ”

"To say that this young master of the Wang family is really a masterpiece, proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting, and handsome, if only I could be like the young master of the Wang family. ”

The person who led the way only talked to himself excitedly, and did not notice that the little young master of the Zhang family had a worse and worse face after listening to his words, and when he saw that the man seemed to be more and more happy, and was about to praise the young master of the Wang family as if he was going to go down to earth, he couldn't help but snort coldly, interrupting his lively conversation.

The Wang family is another wealthy family in this Ping'an town, and there are business conflicts with the Zhang family, of course, the relationship between the two families is not much better. The head of the Wang family has a son, and there is only one son named Wang Tianci, this young master of the Wang family is not like the little master of the Zhang family who is not learned and unskilled, and his literary fame is well-known in these ten miles and eight towns, every time he comes out to party, the little master of the Zhang family will inevitably be sarcastically ridiculed twice by the young master of the Wang family, but with the ability of the little master of the Zhang family, he can't turn over.

Wang Tianci, who was smiling in the crowd, looked at the young master of the Zhang family who was walking with a gloomy face, and shouted in a friendly voice: "Brother Yinxiang, how about you come to see my newly written poems." The tone is kind and lovely, and people who don't know their relationship think they are very good friends.

Everyone's eyes condensed to Little Master Zhang with Wang Tianci's voice, and Little Master Zhang couldn't turn around and leave in front of everyone's eyes, so he had to walk to the desk where the paper was placed with his scalp printed and looked at the poems on the desk that were applauded by everyone.

"The peach blossoms are scorching and the willows are long, the grass is green and the air is refreshing, the streams are murmuring, the fish are swimming, and the birds are chirping and the kites are flying. It's a great time to enjoy your free time. Listening to Young Master Zhang's reading behind him, Zhao Ping's eyes showed a panicked look, this poem is good, it is really a good poem, Zhao Ping understands that it is impossible to make such a poem with his own ability.

"What is good about this poem, I can write as many poems as I want. The young master of the Zhang family didn't want to lose his momentum in front of Wang Tianci, and immediately boasted about Haikou Dao.

Wang Tianci was not ashamed to hear the words of the young master of the Zhang family, a trace of anger flashed on his face, and he said coldly: "Oh... So Brother Yinxiang can now make better poems than under him. Then please ask Brother Yinxiang to make a song for all of us to appreciate and appreciate. ”

The surrounding crowd also followed Wang Tianci and coaxed, constantly asking the young master of the Zhang family to make a better poem than this.

The face of the little young master who was given by Wang Tianci to the army froze, and he suddenly felt that it was difficult to ride a tiger. How did he know what was good about Wang Tianci's poems, and how could he compose poems now that he was asked to compose them, so he had to keep glancing at Zhao Ping behind him, wanting him to hurry up and come up with a poem comparable to Wang Tianci.

Zhao Ping only felt that the eyes passed by his little master were like a talisman, and the panic in his eyes became more and more serious, although it was a warm spring breeze, countless small water droplets couldn't stop overflowing the surface of the skin, making the spring breeze blow, cold and cold.

Seeing that Zhao Ping behind him was silent, just constantly wiping sweat with an anxious face, the originally stable face of the young master Zhang couldn't help flashing a trace of panic on his face, listening to the continuous coaxing around him, a trace of embarrassment and annoyance climbed up his face.

"What's so fun about reciting these crepe poems here all day long, Xiaocui, I said I won't use it today, I'm almost annoyed to death when I hear them pretend to be elegant here, they're all sissy guys, it's boring to be with them, let's go back." ”

A bold and clear voice came into the ears of the young master of the Zhang family. The young master of the Zhang family was like a drowning person grasping a life-saving straw, and hurriedly shouted: "Miss Lin is right, there is no manhood at all in writing poems and enjoying the scenery here all day long, I also think this is not interesting, or let me accompany Miss Lin out for a walk." After speaking, he looked at the beautiful shadow on the side with eager eyes.

Zhao Ping was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't expect someone to speak out against him at this time, but he was relieved of his temporary siege and couldn't help but follow the prestige. The girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in a green shirt, her skin was brighter than snow, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water, turning around on everyone's face a few times. This girl's appearance is extremely beautiful, she is really like a pearl, beautiful jade, and there is a heroic spirit between her eyebrows.

Hearing Miss Lin's ridicule, a trace of anger flashed on Wang Tianci's face, but he soon disappeared. As a wealthy family in Ping'an Town, although the Lin family does not have the strength of the Wang family and the Zhang family, it is not easy to offend, plus Miss Lin is a beauty in these ten miles and eight towns, although these young masters are still young, but the age of pursuing beauty and ugliness has already been reached, and everyone is crying for the beautiful Miss Lin family.

Miss Lin's name is Lin Fengjiao, not like the average lady in the boudoir, she is a woman who doesn't like red makeup and loves arms, she won't come today, but she can't stand the invitation of her friends, so she came to take a look, but the scene was really disappointing to her.

Inviting Miss Lin to come was Wang Tianci's force behind the scenes, just thinking about showing off in front of the beauty to capture the beauty's heart, but he didn't expect to pat the horse's hooves, Lin Fengjiao didn't care about him at all. But it's not good to lose his temper with the beauty queen Tianci, which would lose his talented demeanor, and said to Lin Fengjiao mildly with a smile below: "Miss Lin, then what do you think is a real man." ”

Lin Fengjiao, who was about to pull the maid next to her, raised her eyebrows, and said without thinking: "Of course, the one who has the guts is the man." Without waiting for Wang Tianci to answer, Young Master Zhang, who was originally persecuted by Wang Tianci, immediately responded loudly: "Miss Lin is right, only those who have courage are men, and those who are literate like you are sissies at all." ”

As soon as these words came out, they immediately offended the surrounding rich disciples. Originally, the beauty said a few words, and she could expose it as a joke, but now you Zhang Xiaoxiao said the same, this is looking down on us, we are not men, you are you. Suddenly, the eyes of the people around him who looked at Little Master Zhang changed, and a strange atmosphere suddenly rose, and the Little Master of the Zhang family in the center of all this was still ignorant, and looked at Lin Fengjiao proudly.

The anger on Wang Tianci's face could no longer be concealed, and he just wanted to scold angrily, but his eyes flashed, and he seemed to think of something beneficial to him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing an evil smile.

Wang Tianci suddenly stroked his palms and laughed: "Brother Yinxiang said well, I also think so, I just don't know what courage is." Young Master Zhang didn't seem to expect Wang Tianci to agree with what he said, his face was a little stunned, and he didn't know what kind of medicine Wang Tianci was selling in his gourd.

Wang Tianci smiled and said to Zhang Yinxiang: "I have a way to test whether I have the guts, since Brother Yinxiang agrees with Miss Lin's statement so much, I don't know if I will try it myself to show that I am a man." Speaking of this, his voice couldn't help but stop, and his tone changed suddenly, "But it doesn't matter if Brother Yinxiang is afraid, after all, not everyone has the guts, and Brother Yinxiang doesn't have to blame himself." ”

Although Little Master Zhang felt that the method Wang Tianci said was probably not a good method, but when he saw Lin Fengjiao looking at him with blue eyes, his little heart couldn't help but skyrocket.

"Just try, who is afraid. ”

Seeing that Young Master Zhang agreed, Wang Tianci put away the fan leaves, clapped his hands and shouted: "Okay, then please come with me." Lin Fengjiao looked at Young Master Zhang, who followed after a moment's hesitation, with a tactful look in her eyes, and she also raised her steps and followed.