"Childe, you see, the one behind the painting Xiaosheng is the book Xiaosheng, named Han Mo, the champion of the imperial examination a few years ago, he wrote a hand, when he was arrogant, the words were as powerful as Guan Zhang Kongwu, and his tame appearance was as weak as a gentle woman. Ｘ”

"When he was rushing for the exam, a statecraft strategy was submitted to the cabinet, which was highly valued by today's prime ministers, and his four words 'talented' were sung in his own handwritten letter. ”

"It's not just a Xiangye, why is it worth singing like this. Zhang Wuji pursed his lips and said, "In the hearts of young people, I feel a little unhappy when I see others praising my peers so much."

"This boy may not know, right? Prime Minister Totoku is not an ordinary person! He was the champion of the golden branch more than 20 years ago, and he can write poems and lyrics for everything. ”

Under the teaching of his uncle Boyan, it can be said that there are very few people who can compare with it today. ”

He rarely gave away plaques and phrases, but he gave four talented words for Shu Xiaosheng, which shows that Shu Xiaosheng is indeed some talent. Evian whispered.

When Zhang Wuji heard this, he looked over, and Han Mo always had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and they were only about thirty years old, which was a good age for flowers to pick flowers, presumably the Oiran would be a blockbuster at the feast, right?

Zhang Wuji looked at the other two and asked, "What about the two?"

"The two left-hand ones are called Xuanyueqin, a bit like a woman's name, but the rhythm of their playing is often fascinating, leading people into a dreamlike scene. ”

"Of course, I've heard people say that, and whether it really has such an effect depends on those who have heard his piano to know. ”

Yiyun looked at the man at the end, the man's eyes flashed, his eyes looked around, and when he saw a good-looking woman, he would nod secretly and memorize it.

"That is the last of the four little saints chess sage, although he ranks last, but his talent is undoubted, he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, although it is not as good as painting the little sage and the book sage and others are superb, but it is not ordinary people can compare. After Evian finished speaking, she said with an envious look: "If only I could know such talents, it must be wonderful to have them write poetry, right?"

As soon as Evian's words fell, Zhang Wuji gave him a blank look and said, "Evian, didn't I read you a poem that day?"

"Yours doesn't count ......"

"Why doesn't it count? Could it be that the poems I read are worse than theirs?" Zhang Wuji glanced at them, and at this time, Liu Zongyang, Han Mo and the others sat down on a table not far behind Zhang Wuji.

They don't want any private rooms, after all, they come out to attract attention, and who knows if they come out to talk about the wind and snow when they go to the private room?

As he sat down, he heard Zao Wou-Ki say that he had read a poem, and then said that the poem would not be worse than theirs.

After all, those who can compare poetry and songs with them are in the entire Central Plains Martial Arts, and there are only some Shi Nai'an, Gao Qi and others who are a little older than them.

In their opinion, this year's Oiran Feast is not only for the beauties, but also for their talents.

It would be a great honor!

"It's not...... Mainly Childe's poems...... It's insulting. Evian said that in the end, his voice was much quieter.

"What's this, since ancient times, men and women have gotten along, all for the sake of releasing the body's **, Lang and concubine are strong, and the joy of fish and water is drunk tonight!" Zhang Wuji said a word, and he made a high-profile show off his literary talent.

Zhang Wuji pulled a faint smile proudly, but he couldn't see that others were more high-profile than him, and he was even more heartthrob than him.

Sure enough, after Zhang Wuji finished saying this, the little sage Han Mo became interested, and said: "This brother Tai's joy of fish and water is only drunk tonight, Han Mou is not talented, I want to give you a couplet, I don't know if Brother Tai is right?"

When Zhang Wuji heard this, he shook his head and said nothing, not wanting to compete with them or anything.

"Don't you dare, this son?" The little sage Han Mo looked at Zhang Wuji ignoring him, with a slight look of anger on his face, could it be that he looked down on him?

Evian gently tugged at Zhang Wuji's sleeve on the side, and then cast an apologetic look at Han Mo.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji could only respond: "I don't know what couplet Brother Tai came up with?"

"Let's have a simple play?" Shu Xiaosheng said with a casual mentality.

"It doesn't matter. Zhang Wuji shrugged his shoulders, although he is a history major, he is also very good at ancient literature, although he is not talented and talented, but he is not bad.

"Okay, you can just play, brother, please listen to the question. ”

Shuxiao Sage Han Mo first glanced at the surrounding environment, and then said with a smile: "Good restaurants, good wine, good food, beautiful people, most of the best places, this brother is ......."

When Zhang Wuji heard this, he also glanced at everyone at the scene, and saw that many men cast infatuation on some beautiful women in the tavern, and some women cast love for these four little saints of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Zhang Wuji coughed lightly and said, "Idiots are infatuated and infatuated, why are they infatuated?"

Hearing this, Evian chewed carefully for a while, and suddenly glanced at everyone, and found that everyone was interested in the tavern beauty at this time...... Isn't it exactly what Zhang Wuji said, an idiot is infatuated with each other? He puffed up his hands and said in surprise: "Wow! Childe is so neat!"

Everyone chewed on what Zhang Wuji said for a while, and they all nodded secretly, seeing a trace of surprise in each other's eyes.

The woman who served food and wine in the tavern also looked at Zhang Wuji with a slightly surprised look at this time.

Zhang Wuji felt that he had a lot of face! He almost stood up, straightened his beard and posed as if he was pretending, and suddenly wanted to have a fan! If there was a fan, wouldn't it be possible to pretend to be very pleasant?

With this thought, Zhang Wuji's mind lingered! There was an urge not to be a Taoist priest and to be a merry man.

Han Mo groaned slightly, nodded and said with a smile: "Brother Tai is neat and seamless here, but at the end, he seems to be asking everyone why they are infatuated, so please ask Zhang Gongzi to mention the horizontal criticism?"

When Zhang Wuji heard this, he pondered for a long time again, and took a closer look, Han Mo and the others were still swaying a fan on this cold day, and his heart was suddenly unbalanced, and he said bluntly: "The beauty and good wine coincide with the." ”

At first, everyone hadn't comprehended what this meant, but seeing Zhang Wuji's gaze fall on the swaying fan in the hands of Liu Zongyang and the others.

Suddenly, a man burst out laughing.

"Haha! This is a good batch, very good. ”

Before Evian and the others could understand, they saw that Han Mo's face became gloomy.

When Liu Zongyang and Xuan Yueqin heard this, they glanced at each other and silently closed the paper fan...... r