"Qiu Yan is here?"

In the backyard, Pang Qianru listened to the report of the little girl in Tsing Yi, got up from the chair, and then sent the little girl away.

Today, she is not wearing a military uniform, but a Confucian costume, but she is not deliberately dressed like a man, with black and silky hair hanging down to her waist.

"In the end, it's still here, this person is really difficult to invite, I want to see, this talented man who makes Qianmei you dream, what kind of ability does he have, is he really talented, comparable to Wen Zhizhen. ”

As she spoke, she turned her head to look to her side, and what caught her eyes was Song Qianjiao's disgusted appearance.

"Sister, don't talk nonsense, I'm looking for Mr. Qiu, not out of personal feelings!" Song Qian's face turned slightly red and retorted.

Seeing her appearance, Pang Qianru looked as usual, and grinned: "Okay, don't say it, since Qiu Yan is here, let's go out to greet him, today, I have prepared a big gift for him, of course, I can only send it when he and Wen Zhizhen distinguish the winner." ”

"Sister, why do you need to provoke a fight between Gongzi Qiu and Wen Zhizhen?" Song Qian looked puzzled, "Besides, didn't you mean to have that Wen Zhizhen? Even if he deliberately approached, there was no need to make him fight with others." ”

"This is distressing?" Pang Qianru raised her willow eyebrows, "Are you still afraid that Qiu Yan will not live up to his name and reveal his prototype in front of everyone?" Although Wen Zhizhen has a good name, he also took advantage of the stupid girl of the Xu family, but although someone helped him, he still relied on himself to get his reputation up, and that Qiu Yan was quite a bit of a taste of manipulation, which of these two people's talents was high and which was low. I'm not the only one who wants to know the truth. ”

"Sister's layout, in order to prove Qiu Yan's talent?" Song Qian asked rhetorically.

"If he is talented, this layout can only fulfill him," Pang Qianru put away her smile and replied lightly, "Besides, I am not young, I have reached the age of marriage, but I should always marry a promising man." It doesn't matter who the person is. The key is to have enough fame so that you don't fall into the name of my Anyang Hou Mansion!"

Song Qian changed color slightly, and opened her mouth to speak, but the words were not spoken. There was a rush of footsteps outside the door. Interrupt it. Immediately afterwards, I saw the little guy in Tsing Yi staggering back.

"Why are you here again?" Pang Qianru frowned, "In a hurry, what do you look like?"

"Miss Newspaper. There's an accident in the front yard!" The little guy was reprimanded by this, his mind settled, and he suppressed his eagerness, and then hugged his fists and replied.

Pang Qianru was a little surprised and said, "What's the matter? Could it be that someone is making trouble in the Anyang Courtyard?"

The little guy hurriedly said: "It's Qiu Yan who Miss asked us to pay attention to, and for some reason he argued with someone, put down the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, saying that he wanted to use the method of literary fighting to fight and fight it!"

"Compete with others?" Pang Qianru was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "I wanted to see this Qiu Yan a few times before, but I couldn't see it, I was still thinking about what kind of character it was, but I didn't expect that I didn't even have the kung fu to nourish my heart, and I couldn't hold my breath, how long has it been since I came, and I have to win a decisive battle with others." ”

As she spoke, she didn't hurry, and asked the little guy again: "Who is fighting with him?"

The little guy looked embarrassed and replied: "That person is not famous, and he will not know until the villain asks." ”

"In other words, a nobody?" Pang Qianru shook her head, "Isn't this Qiu Yan unseen in the world?" Now the people in the city compare him to Wen Zhizhen, but when he came here, he competed with an unknown person, and he lost his identity in vain!"

"Sister!" On the side, Song Qian spoke up, her voice dissatisfied.

"Okay, I've got it. Pang Qianru looked back and smiled, then waved her hand and asked the little guy to retreat, "Okay, don't talk about it, the person who came is a guest, no matter whether Qiu Yan is exaggerated or not, he always sent him an invitation, you also have something to look for him, you should always go over to take a look, and this banquet has not yet started, so there is such a thing, in case it spreads, it will not sound good, if Qiu Yan loses, it will be even more troublesome, and even Wen Zhizhen, who is as famous as him, will inevitably be affected." ”

Although Song Qian was dissatisfied, she didn't dare to falsely report the news, but she couldn't refute it, so she had to go out to see what was going on.

It's just that before the two of them took two steps, the little guy actually came back again, followed by a famous maid, both of whom looked anxious.

"What's the matter?" Pang Qianru raised her eyebrows, revealing an unhappy look.

This expression startled the little girl and the maid, and then they vied to speak, like a cannon, looking chaotic.

"Shut up, you come!" Pang Qianru snorted coldly, stopped the two of them talking, and pointed to the little maid to order.

"Yes, miss, something happened again. The little guy nodded and replied.

"Or is it caused by Qiu Yan?" Pang Qianru's face became more and more unhappy.

"He caused it," the little guy nodded, "that Gong Qiu...... Qiu Shusheng fought with Wen and asked people to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone for him, but after getting it, he scribbled on the paper, and the scholar who fought with him was mad!" He saw that Pang Qianru's face was wrong, so he quickly changed his words, but the words he said made Pang Qianru confused.

"Crazy?" Pang Qianru chewed on the word, "Wen Dou can still make people crazy?

"This ......" the little maid has not read a book, how to know the reason for the Dao, can only secretly look at the maid, the latter understands, and takes over the words and says: "The specific reason, the slave maid is not clear, just waiting for Qiu Yan's painting to be good, and the scholar who fights with him, like a lost soul, holding the painting scroll, his expression is in a trance, and his mouth is whispering again and again, as if he has hysteria." ”

"Hysteria? Paintings? Do you mean that Qiu Yan fought with Wenwen, but just painted a painting, and made the other party lose his soul? How long has it been? What can he draw? Isn't this nonsense?" Pang Qianru felt that her brain was a little up, and she couldn't turn her mind around.

But before she could think clearly, there was another sound of footsteps, and then she saw two family members running in a panic, and before anyone arrived, the voice came first-

"Miss! Oh no! It's a big deal!"

"What's going on!" Pang Qianru's eyes widened, and she was no longer calm before, feeling that things were a little out of control. "Or is it Qiu Yan who made a fuss?"

The two family members came to him, clenched his fists and bent over, and said urgently: "Yes, it is that Qiu scholar, he has fought with more than a dozen people, writing and painting, and made those scholars chatter, and now there are at least thirty scholars around, it is difficult to maintain order, and it will continue like this." Summoned the city patrol. I can't tell!"

Hearing this, Pang Qianru was shocked, this is naturally okay to invite everyone, but if the scene gets out of control. Cause trouble. That's the crowd. At the foot of the imperial city, the most taboo thing is such a thing.

"Has this Qiu Yanzhen ever read a book? Why didn't he know how to restrain at all, and he actually made such a big deal!" Pang Qianru took a deep breath. suppressed his mood swings, and his eyes turned cold, "It seems that this Qiu Yan is indeed not worthy of his name, and I don't know how Lu Dao became famous." When she spoke, she deliberately glanced at Song Qian, who bit her lip slightly and did not make a sound.

Pang Qianru didn't care about her anymore, stepped forward, and ordered: "Since the matter has happened, the top priority is to calm down the incident, it is not suitable for me and other female dependents to go, in this way, you bring a few guards, first separate Qiu Yan from the crowd, and then bring him over, I want to ask questions, at least I can't let the situation continue to expand, as for the errand to appease the scholars, someone will do it, go, remember, act quickly!"

When she spoke, she was no longer polite to Qiu Yan, and there was no hint of a daughter's appearance on her face, but there was a kind of general who was deciding in battle.

The little guy and many family members didn't think it was strange, bowed their heads to receive orders, like generals who were ordered, turned around and left!

Looking at the backs of several people when they left, Pang Qianru shook her head: "It's really better to meet than to be famous, it's a big disappointment." ”

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Song Qian and continued, "Don't worry, I asked people to bring him over to save him from danger." This Qiu Yan was pretentious before, but now it seems that he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, if you want to ask him, don't be polite, wait for him to be brought, just ask, if he is still pretending to be extraordinary, then don't blame me for being polite!"

Song Qian just frowned and didn't say anything, her heart was confused, recalling Qiu Yan's experience in Wuxin City in the past, full of doubts, in her impression, Qiu Yan was definitely not a reckless person, why would there be an incident today?

Seeing that Song Qian frowned and was silent, Pang Qianru didn't urge, just smiled coldly, and said secretly in her heart: "Before this, it was Qiu Yan who took the initiative, but from now on, the initiative has changed hands!"

………………

"Let's go, let's go!"

In the front yard, a young man in Tsing Yi walked towards the crowd with three sturdy men.

The crowd gathered in front of the main entrance of the lobby, and at a glance, it was crowded inside and out, layer upon layer.

Seeing this, the little guy shook his head and muttered in his heart: "These scholars are really useless, they only dare to surround them, but they don't dare to do anything." In my heart, a sense of superiority arose, and I only felt that although I was illiterate, I was much better than these scholars.

Thinking about it, he turned around and ordered: "Separate the crowd, I'll go and pull Qiu Yan out!"

The three men nodded, and moved skillfully, separating the crowd, and the people along the way were separated unconsciously, and the little guy followed, and soon reached the center, and then sighed.

He found that although there were many people gathered around, the place where Qiu Yan was located was empty, and he was writing on the low table alone.

"Sure enough, it's all embroidered pillows!" Although there was something strange in his heart, the little guy still stubbornly believed that this was because the scholars did not dare to do it.

"They don't dare, but I'm not afraid, what a talent, it's not a waste of fame!

Thinking like this, he stepped forward and was about to grab Qiu Yan's arm, wanting to pull him down, and shouted in his mouth: "Okay, don't hold on, my young lady asked me to take you over!"

Unexpectedly, before he could grab his hand, there was a voice full of angry rebuke from all around-

"Vertical Zier dare!"

"Stop! What are you going to do!"

"Disturb me!" (To be continued......)

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