The seventh step falls, and the whole poem is finished!

"Suck!"

The audience was silent, and they were all shocked. It is said that seven steps is seven steps, one step is not much, and one step is not less. As soon as the seven steps stopped, the whole poem was completely presented in front of everyone.

At this moment, the doubts were gone, they had long since disappeared from the clouds. Everyone present looked at Ying Fei as if they were observing a monster, even Xu Shu, Cao Cao, Yuan Shao and others around Ying Fei.

The shock in Cai Yong's eyes couldn't be concealed, this kind of Tianzhong genius was no longer something he could teach. There was a flash of silence in his eyes, he had glanced at the young man, but he didn't expect the other party to hit them in the face like this.

"The virtuous nephew is talented and obedient. If you don't say the right thing, please don't blame the virtuous nephew! Cai Yong was the first to wake up from the shock, and his face flashed bright red when he thought of his attitude just now.

He has been famous for several years, but he forgot that people can't look good, the story of Ganluo Twelve is Qin Xiang, the bright red on Cai Yong's face, it is purely ashamed, he really doesn't know gold and jade!

"Cai Zhonglang doesn't need to be like this, it's Fei Menglang! Please don't be weird! ”

At this moment, the humility and politeness and the aggressiveness of the talent are like two people, after the shock of the poem just seven steps, no one thinks that Ying Fei is arrogant.

Cai Yong's attitude change is extremely natural, because he is a generation of Confucianism. Lowering his posture like this will naturally make everyone forget Cai Yong's bad attitude.

But this does not mean that everyone present can be as thick-skinned as Cai Yong, Wang Fei is standing in the courtyard at the moment, his face changes like Sichuan's face-changing stunt, and finally he is red like a monkey's ass.

Just now, Wang Fei was the most happy, but Ying Fei's seven steps into a poem came to a divine turn, and her face crackled. Wang Fei, as the only son of the squire Wang Yun, is naturally deeply influenced by him, and he also has some understanding of literature, and he is by no means a gentleman who does not understand it at all.

Wang Fei doesn't need to look at others, he can taste the extraordinary of this chrysanthemum. This poem is magnificent, magnificent, vigorous and majestic, and extraordinary. The difference from other chrysanthemums is that there is not a single chrysanthemum in the whole poem, but the poem is clear.

At this time, Wang Fei's face was hot and tingling, and he felt that the people in the entire courtyard were looking at him with strange eyes. This is something he has never experienced, as the only son of the squire Wang Yun, he has been touted since he was a child.

Wang Fei really couldn't stay any longer, and he didn't want to feel this feeling of slapping his face on the spot. He raised his head and glanced at the high-spirited teenager in the crowd, his eyes full of resentment.

Wang Yun on the side watched his son lose face, and his old face was so hot that he couldn't hang up. So he got up and saluted Cai Yong, and left Cai's mansion with Wang Fei, Cai Yong, who understood the reason, did not stop his old friend.

He knew in his heart that Wang Yun was not suitable to continue to stay, and Wang Fei had lost his face. is also a scholar in the forest, Cai Yong understands the importance of face for a scholar.

Cao Cao was aware of Wang Fei's gaze, and a smile flashed in Yuan Shao's eyes and said to Ying Fei: "Brother Ying, you are really talented, Shao admires." However, today Wang Fei is only afraid that he will hate his brother, and he should be careful when he goes out in the future. ”

Hearing Yuan Shao's admonition, Ying Fei's mind appeared with the resentful gaze that Wang Fei had before leaving. His heart was slightly Ling, after all, he also knew the truth that the king of Hades was easy to send, and the little ghost was difficult.

Looking at Ying Fei's changing expression, Cao Cao added later: "He is the son of the squire Wang Yun!"

"Well, thank you both!"

Nodding and thanking Cao Cao and the others, Ying Fei raised her head and looked ahead, and she couldn't move anymore. At the edge of the courtyard, a cardamom woman is slim, and the white-dominated Luo shirt highlights the grace of the owner.

The shock that could not be hidden by the slight opening of the red lips was revealed on the delicate face like the finishing touch, and what made Ying Fei's heart move the most was the intellectual, ethereal beauty of his person.

"Brother Fei!"

Feeling that her sleeves were being pulled, Ying Fei came back to her senses and glanced at Xu Shu innocently, as if she wanted an explanation.

"Cai Zhonglang, beckoning us over, Brother Fei can be rude!" Xu Shu saw Fang Cai Yingfei's distraction in his eyes, the girl in white was amazing enough, but this is Cai's mansion, it would be rude to take a second look.

Ying Fei didn't care about Xu Shu's advice at all, and at this moment, he still had the image of the girl in white in his mind. That figure was like poison, and the blood that entered Ying Fei spread rapidly.

"Cai Yan!"

This is Cai Yong's home, and that girl can only be Cai Yan. Only Cai Yan, who is known as Cai Yan, will have that intellectual beauty, otherwise in this era of advocating that women are virtuous without talent, intellectual beauty should be extinct.

"Fei \ Fu meets Cai Zhonglang!"

Due to the impact of Ying Fei's seven-step poem, this poetry meeting can no longer continue. After witnessing such a miracle, they all had no interest in writing poems.

Looking at the two young men in front of him, Cai Yong couldn't help but show a smile on his face, looking a little excited. personally helped Xu Shu and the others up, and asked Ying Fei, "I don't know where the two virtuous nephews come from?"

The ancients attached great importance to the inheritance of teachers, and non-descendants did not teach the roots. Although Cai Yong took a fancy to the qualifications of the two people, he didn't dare to do anything to rob people's disciples.

"Fei has been studying with his mother since he was a child, and his brother has been involved in literature for February, and he has realized it!" Xu Shu didn't speak, and Ying Fei took it by himself. Ying Fei saw Cai Yong's thoughts, and he also had the idea of finding a good teacher for Xu Shu.

The two of them can be said to be in love, and they want to go together. One wants to recommend his brother, and the other wants to receive the mantle heir, which can be said to take what they need.

Because Ying Fei made such a fuss, the poetry club was already dispersed. In addition, Cai Yong, the host's interest, was obviously on Ying Fei and others, and the guests left one after another.

In the end, there were only six people left in the entire courtyard, Cai Yong's father and daughter, Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, and Xu Shu's brothers.

When the person left, Cai Yong seemed much more casual, and glanced at Ying Fei with a little regret and said to Xu Shu: "Are you willing to worship under my door?"

Cai Yong's initial target was Ying Fei, because Ying Fei's performance was amazing enough to make Cai Yong have a heart of love. But Cai Yong was rejected in Fang Cai's temptation, and he had no choice but to choose Xu Shu.

Ying Fei has some understanding of Cai Yong's thoughts. Shaking his head slightly, Cai Yong at this time would never know that Xu Shu was a real genius and a successor who could make him happy.

"Fu willing!"

Xu Shu didn't have a choice at all, except for the initial shock and stunned, he came back to his senses and agreed as soon as he could.

Apprenticeship with Cai Yong has countless benefits for Xu Shu, which is also what Xu Shu has always desired. Ying Fei looked at Xu Shu, and there was a flash of pride in her eyes, with Cai Yong's teaching, Xu Shu may be on a par with Xun Yu in the future.