"Miss, Mr. Qin has passed, and there are many scholars coming to the mansion today, let's go and have a look." Xiao Lan'er sat bored and proposed.

Cai Yan, who wiped the Jiaowei qin with his own hands, although he was no more than two years older than Xiao Lan'er, was much more stable, and said when he heard the words: "You girl, how can we women appear at the literary meeting." ”

Xiao Lan'er boredly curled her long hair with her fingers and said, "Cut, I see that those talented people who come are not as good as Miss Nine times out of ten." ”

"You girl, you will be obedient and make me happy." Cai Yan said with a smile. She was thinking about what Qin Feng was doing in the front yard garden at the moment, she had to know that the Wenhui was very rare, and it would be very helpful in the future if it had a reputation.

"Miss, go, go. Let's take a sneak look on the side, where is Mr. Qin, don't you want to see Mr. Qin's literary brilliance? Xiao Lan'er ran over and shook the young lady's arm and begged.

In fact, Cai Yan also wanted to take a look at the literary talents of those scholars, as well as Mr. Qin Feng's .......

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"Mr. Cai, the kid is presumptuous." The man proposed to bow and salute from afar.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter. The literary meeting naturally wants to chant poems, I don't know which young handsome man will compose a poem to help the wine? Cai Yong stroked his long hair and smiled.

Cai Yong's seniors also want to see which talents will appear among these juniors. This literary meeting is held for this purpose, and it is generally held by seniors, so that the younger generations can show their literary talents and win some fame before Zhishi.

It is true that Wen Wuyi is the first, but most people are self-aware. This time, the literary world leader Cai Yong held a literary meeting, and many famous scholars came, and they chose to wait and see without confidence.

"Today, there are Chen Kongzhang, Kong Wenju, Liu Gonggan, and Xun Wenruo, and the four high-ranking talents are here. Whether the four gentlemen can compose a poem or not, let me wait and see. "It's still the scholar who just proposed, and after looking around and speaking, he bowed to Cai Yong and the others.

This is a pure literary meeting, a banquet for drinking and exchanging literature, and there is nothing false about it. The four people who proposed it are all recognized talents, but there is no intention of looking down on others. Therefore, when the rest of the scholars heard this, they all said yes.

Lu Zhi smiled and said: "It's really rare for me to wait here to drink and hold a cultural meeting today, on business, so you can come first." ”

Liu Zhen, Liu Gonggan. One of the later seven sons of Jian'an, if it weren't for this name, Qin Feng would not have known that there was such a figure.

Then a thin and energetic scribe stood up, bowed his hand, and said, "Then you will be ugly." ”

Ordinary people write poetry. It's all a long time to phrase to make a rhyme. This improvisational poem, the most exquisite of a person's literary talent, silenced the garden. Everyone's eyes were on Liu Zhen, waiting for him to make a good poem.

Liu Zhen was silent for a while, and then saw several chickadees flying by in the distance. There was a plan in his heart, and he said: "Dancing wild green sparrows, perched on thorns." Eat flat field grains in the morning, and drink Quchi Spring in the evening. Molegate out of Penglai, and even Danqiu. ”

"Sure enough, it's Liu Zhen!"

"Liu Gonggan's talent has improved compared with previous years."

"Not bad, not bad!" Everyone cheered and raised wine to celebrate Liu Zhen.

It sounds like a rhyme, looking at the expressions of these scholars, this poem should be good. Qin Feng also took a drink.

"Hehe, I'm ugly." Liu Zhen was still very satisfied with this one, and sat back after speaking.

Cai Yong, Lu Zhi and other seniors couldn't help but nod their heads in praise.

Wen Wu is the first to say that the big aspect, poetry on the spot, must be divided into superior. At this time, a person stood up and said with a full sense of anger: "Then I will also write a poem below to help you drink." ”

Qin Feng saw that he was heroic and extraordinary, so he thought about it: when he recommended the poem just now, he talked about Liu Zhen, Xun Yu, Chen Lin, and Kong Rong. Xun Yu was by his side, and Liu Zhen was done. This person is either Kong Rong or Chen Lin!

"Brother Zijin, this one is Chen Lin and Chen Kongzhang!" Xun Yu observed the words and explained to him.

"Oh!" Qin Feng secretly wrote down Chen Lin's appearance, this person is extraordinary, and later wrote a "Yuzhou Wen for Yuan Shao", Cao Cao saw it, he was terrified, and he broke out in a cold sweat, and he didn't feel that his head was healed. Cow people!

"The sun is shining in the day, and good friends invite me to swim. In the middle of the high banquet, the crane floats in the clear spring, and the Qishu is green. After Chen Lin finished speaking, he drank all the wine in the cup, which was extraordinary.

"Good poetry!"

"It's just in time for us to have a banquet here today."

"Xuanhe floats in the clear spring, and the Qishu is green! Good sentences, when floating a big white. ”

Chen Lin was very proud and looked at Liu Zhen. The latter bowed, and Chen Lin hurriedly returned the salute and returned to his seat.

Cai Yong, Lu Zhi, Ma Richan and others glanced at each other and said in unison: "This son will become a climate in the future." ”

Needless to say, people can frighten Cao Cao by relying on words, how can it be compared to ordinary people. Qin Feng wanted to see Xun Yu's literary talent, so he said, "Brother Wen Ruo ......." ”

"No hurry, there's another ......." Xun Yu smiled.

As soon as Xun Yu's words fell, he saw a middle-aged man standing up, with a dignified and upright face, a small goatee, and a kind face with crooked eyebrows.

As soon as the man stood up, the scene fell silent.

Kong Rong Kong Wenju, a famous Confucian in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, succeeded Cai Yong as the master of the article. The first of the seven sons of Jian'an, the twentieth grandson of Confucius. The Confucian family has been revered by emperors of all generations for thousands of years, and they have been cattle for generations. It's a pity that it was in troubled times, and he was finally killed by Boss Cao.

Kong Rong's appearance as a good old man, first saluted, and read: "Yanyan Zhongshan head, Hehe Yantian Road." Gao Ming Yaoyun Gate, distant vision scorching cold. Anang Tired Shishi, the root is solid. ”

"Good poetry, for Brother Wenju, is a rare and valuable masterpiece."

"yes, yes, it would be nice if I could touch it up a little more."

"Wonderful, wonderful. The poetry is broad and outstanding, as if it is deeply touched. The crowd applauded.

Qin Feng studied the performance department and didn't know much about ancient texts, so he didn't hear a reason, and everyone applauded, and he raised his glass and drank with the big slip.

He still thinks that listening to Xun Yu's last poem, the person who can be called my son's house by Cao Cao, must be very good. Then he said, "Brother Wen Ruo, it's your turn this time." ”

"Brother Zijin, don't be impatient." Xun Yu smiled at him meaningfully.

Qin Feng was very puzzled, what was this kid going to do, why did it smell of conspiracy?

Xun Yu stood up, bowed, and said, "I have never been good at chanting poetry, but I recommend one person today, and I will definitely not disappoint everyone." ”

Xun Yu's literary style is known to everyone, and they are puzzled when they hear this.

A cow with an intelligence of more than 95 can't compose poetry, Qin Feng thought to himself, you kid is too good at joking, who will believe it when you say it. Recommend one? I've seen it all on the guest list, where are the cows! Is there a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, I don't know?

"Oh, who is Wen Ruo talking about?" Cai Yong couldn't help asking.

Xun Yu is a great talent, everyone in Luoyang is well-known, and he has the reputation of Wang Zuo since he was a child. To be so admired by him, this person must be extraordinary. Therefore, although Cai Yong and the others were very confused, they still waited for Xun Yu to say this person's name.

"Hehe, Cai Lao, it's no one else I'm talking about, it's Qin Feng and Qin Zijin." Xun Yu smiled.

Seeing everyone's eyes converge, Qin Feng was taken aback. The heart said Xun Yu, you kid is too inauthentic, and you don't discuss with me, where can I compose poems, and there is no problem in singing a few pop songs. How good is that!