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Chapter 659 Why is he here!

Except for this bastard Wang Zi'an, who can compare with himself among the young talents in Chang'an?
In terms of birth, I am the son of the Cui family, in terms of connections, I am the son of the Cui family, in terms of wealth, I am the son of the Cui family, and in terms of background, I am the son of the Cui family!
In terms of talent and learning—it's just a little bit worse than Wang Zi'an's dog thief.

On appearance——

He subconsciously puffed up his round belly, and a confident smile appeared on his fair and round face.He felt that even compared with Prince Anna's dog thief, he was no different, and even had the potential to win.

So, in summary.

He raised his head and walked confidently towards Kong Yingda and Kong Linger who were sitting in the pavilion making tea and drinking tea, with a gentle smile on their clean faces.

"Kid Cui Zihao, I've seen Kong Jijiu, I've seen Miss Ling'er..."

Courteous, gentle as jade, with a just right smile on his face, the demeanor of a son of an aristocratic family is on full display at this moment.

Seeing that he was coming, Kong Yingda nodded with a smile.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and I haven't seen your father's figure. I don't know how his health is recently—"

Seeing that Kong Yingda asked about his father, Cui Zihao quickly handed him over again.

"Please ask me about the wine, my father is in good health, but he has been in a bad mood recently, and now he rarely lives in the city, and mostly recuperates in the other courtyard on the side of Wangchuan..."

Kong Yingda couldn't help sighing when he heard the words.

"It's not easy for a white-haired person to give away a black-haired person. I hope he can get out of the pain of bereavement as soon as possible. Excessive grief is not good for his health..."

"Jijiu is right, this junior will convey Jijiu's concern for my father..."

The sad expression on Cui Zihao's face subsided in time, revealing a grateful expression.

Kong Yingda is also unwilling to talk more about this matter. After all, Cui Ming's death was not wronged at the beginning, and it was even a bit gratifying, but now that time has passed, Cui Ming has also died in Huangquan. As an elder and as Cui Hong's friend, he It was hard to say anything more, and quickly changed the subject by caring about Cui Ming's knowledge.

Cui Zihao wasn't the only one who felt qualified to go over and exchange pleasantries.

Just a few words here, Zheng Guan of the Zheng family came over with a few of his younger brothers and greeted Kong Yingda. Kong Yingda encouraged him as usual. Most of the young talents of these major families I know, and I am happy to give some pointers casually.

At the beginning, before Wang Zi'an showed up, he even secretly investigated a few people who wanted to be the backup candidates for his grandson-in-law. It was not until Wang Zi'an showed up that he temporarily gave up the idea.However, the incense of that year is still there, and the atmosphere of the conversation is very harmonious.

Afterwards, the young descendants of the Li family in Longxi, the Li family in Zhaojun, the Cui family in Qinghe, the Lu family in Fanyang, and the Xiao family in Jiangnan also came one after another.

Five surnames and seven Wangs, except for the Wang family in Taiyuan, basically every family has young children who come here in person, which can be said to give enough face.

Of course, everyone wisely didn't mention the Wang family.

Although the Wang family and Wang Gui are trying their best to support them, the situation is no longer what it used to be. Even the current children of the Wang family all walk with their tails between their legs, low-key embarrassing.

As soon as there were many people, the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

But there was no room to sit in the pavilion, so the person who came first got up and left tactfully.

Although I really want to stay with the cheek, I also know that this place is not for me. Others also have this kind of self-consciousness. After a few pleasantries, they each dispersed and returned to their own small circle.

Of course, you have to rub your eyes in front of the boss, but you are not as comfortable in front of the boss as you are in front of your younger brothers.

As time went by, the noble ladies from Chang'an who were invited by Kong Linger also arrived one after another. For a while, the peony garden was full of singing and singing, and the flowers were blooming. These young students couldn't help being shocked, and they unconsciously cheered up. The whole body is full of energy, and the tone of speech has improved a bit.

Sure enough, this move attracted the attention of many young girls, which made them even more excited.

One by one, they quoted the classics and talked about it, wishing to share their knowledge and show their talents in front of the beauties.

Perhaps because of today's rest, this poetry meeting has attracted the interest of many people in the court.

The main peony garden is just beside the Qujiang Pool, with beautiful scenery.

If there are one or two people who are eye-catching, it would be a pleasure to receive them under the door.

Li Gang, Yu Shinan, Zhang Ruosu, Yu Zhining, and Lu Deming, who were friends with Kong Yingda, arrived one after another, causing a commotion among the crowd.

These big guys are here!
It's rare--

Many people cheered up even more.

If today's poetry meeting can get the favor of any one of them and spread it out tomorrow, it will greatly improve my reputation.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help gearing up and eagerly thinking to themselves whether the poems they prepared could win the affirmation of the big bosses.

This kind of poetry meeting, naturally, few people will have a sudden inspiration on the spot, touch the scene to create emotion, and come to a poem in seven steps, relying on the horse to wait for the Shilin anecdote.

Because if you really want to do that, 1 out of 99 people will miss it on the spot.

If someone really does that, it's either out of shock and talent, or out of arrogance, I don't know what to say.

Therefore, it is said that today's poetry meeting will be held, and many people have begun to polish their poems long in advance.Many people even secretly consulted experts, and even spent money to buy poems.

But this kind of thing is tacitly understood by everyone.

Later, I always have to do some hard thinking and meditation, and then I get a sudden inspiration and come up with a wonderful story.

Of course, as for those big bosses, whether they have prepared in advance or not, only God knows about this kind of thing.

Soon, those who are far away will receive a message from the front.

Today's poetry meeting will be titled "Willow".

Many people suddenly showed understanding expressions on their faces.

Because of the poetry meetings over the years, these bigwigs like to use local materials, and although the scenery of the Peony Garden is beautiful, it has been turned over and over again, and it is nothing more than that.

The peonies in front of you, the weeping willows around, the pond water in Qujiang, the lotus on the water surface, the swallows in the sky...

However, there were also people who frowned at the right time and shook their heads over and over again.

"I didn't expect to use Liu as the topic—difficult, difficult. This topic seems simple, but there are many excellent works by the predecessors, but it is difficult to come up with new ideas—"

The people around immediately became polite.

"Brother Cui is really humble. With Brother Cui's talent, he will naturally be ready to win the first place in one fell swoop..."

Cui Zihao hurriedly cupped his hands.

"Don't dare, dare not, I will look up to all my dear friends for the matter of winning the top spot..."

When the master makes a problem, everyone naturally has to think carefully, even if they are "quick and quick" they have to suppress themselves a little bit.

Cui Zihao thought so too.

So, with his hands behind his back and his clothes fluttering, he looked at the weeping willows blowing in the wind not far away, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking hard.

It took about a cup of tea before he suddenly turned around and slammed his right fist into the palm of his hand, a gleam of joy appeared on his face.

"With-"

"Brother Cui is indeed quick-witted, he is the best among us..."

"Brother Cui, it's amazing, write it quickly, first let the younger brother and others taste and learn..."

"..."

For a while, flattery was raging.

Cui Zihao bowed his hands humbly.

"Don't dare, dare not, show shame, show shame..."

At this time, the maids and servants who had already shuttled and served in the Confucian Mansion prepared pens, inks, papers and inkstones.Cui Zihao walked in front of the table with ease, held his breath, pondered for a while, and suddenly dropped the brush——

Just now.

Just outside the courtyard gate, a clear voice sounded.

"Hey, everyone is so early—oh, I'm sorry, seniors, Miss Linger, I'm late..."

His hands couldn't help shaking.

On the pure white rice paper, a black puddle was left...

Cui Zihao: ...

Prince Ann!
For this annoying voice, he couldn't forget it.

His first thought was: Did I hear wrong?
Why did Wang Zi'an get here?

At this moment, he didn't care about the large pool of ink stained on his hand, he picked up the brush, and suddenly turned his head to look.

A handsome young man who was almost as good as himself, with a hideous smile that made someone beat him up, was walking forward with a bright face.

Isn't it that hateful Wang Zi'an!

(End of this chapter)