kill the immortal

Chapter 32, Chapter 32
July [-]th, morning, sunny.

The scorching sun in the sky does not seem to change its appearance, it is so hot every day.

Yu Huanzhang came to Xiangfu early in the morning and found An Yan.

"This is a poetry meeting that people have heard a lot about. It's not comparable to our small fights. The people who go there are all talented and learned. I heard that Nanchuang Layman was invited!" Yu Huanzhang suppressed his excitement. Said to An Yan.

"Nanchuang layman?"

"Nanchuang Layman, don't you know? That's Shen Rong's knee, who is the most talented person in Xuantang!" Yu Huanzhang had a devilish expression on his face.

An Yan pondered for a while before saying, "I've heard of it."

Yu Huanzhang continued: "Wenren Yunjian has to be honored to be able to invite her Shen Rong to come here, and I am also honored by you to be honored to participate in this grand event!"

An Yan couldn't help laughing and said: "It sounds like Shen Rong's knees are more arrogant."

Yu Huanzhang shrugged and said: "It doesn't sound good, but it's the truth. After the death of Shen Rong's husband, no matter how many dignitaries wanted to see her, Shen Rong would have no chance. If it wasn't for your future father-in-law, Luo Yang would be full How can a talented scholar in the city have such an opportunity?"

After hearing about the remonstrance, An Yan inquired a lot in private after meeting with Yu Jingtang at the beginning.

However, this inquiring made him an eye-opener. His future father-in-law, who looked tall and fat, with kind and funny eyes, was once a famous man in the world!When he was young, Yu Jingtang, Prime Minister of the current dynasty, and Shentu Ying, the Duke of Zhenguo, were collectively known as the Three Masters of Wude, and they were highly regarded by the late emperor.

Whenever An Yan thinks of Wenren Yunjian's current appearance, she feels an unspeakable sense of gap in her heart.

When the two were ready, they left the prime minister's mansion together and rushed to the Huxi Garden. On the way, Yu Huanzhang told An Yan about the difference of this poetry meeting and who came to participate.

The doorman of the West Garden was a caring person, he still remembered An Yan's appearance, and greeted An Yan and Yu Huanzhang respectfully.

"Young Master An, Young Master Yu."

The attic has changed from the last time I came here. The poems, calligraphy and paintings that were originally hung on the wall are gone. It looks a lot more simple, but the layout is still the same as before.

When I went up to the second floor, I saw a group of people gathered there, surrounded by people who heard about it. An was tired of looking at the attire of these people, some were in Chinese clothes, some were in plain Tsing Yi, and their age ranged from 40 to [-] years old .

Yu Huanzhang was unusually quiet, probably because he realized that he was just a junior here.

But Wenren Yunjian in the crowd saw An Yan who was going upstairs at a glance, and said to this side: "You two nephews!"

Everyone's eyes also turned to this side one after another, An Yan and Yu Huanzhang stepped forward and saluted at the same time: "I've seen Uncle!"

Wen Ren Yun Jian's chubby face was full of flesh when he laughed, and he introduced to the people beside him, "Let me introduce to you, this is Yu Huanzhang, the eldest son of Yu Zongqian."

With a dry smile, Yu Huanzhang cupped his hands to everyone around him one by one.

There are only three households surnamed Yu in Luoyang City, and no one from Xiangye Yu's family dares to neglect.

"This one." Wenren Yunjian pointed at An Yan again.

"His name is An Yan, and he is my daughter's future husband-in-law."

As soon as this remark came out, the people around showed surprise, and then they were full of praise for "elite talent" and "young and promising".

An Yan didn't know how these people could see that he was young and promising, but it was true that he was a good-looking talent.

Looking behind the screen, there seemed to be a figure swaying there. An Yan thought that Wenren Jinping might also be here, but he probably wouldn't show up on this occasion.

But I haven't seen Jing Heng, this kid may not be interested in it.

Wenren Yun Jian grabbed An Yan's arm, and introduced everyone here to An Yan with a smile on his face.

Everyone is very enthusiastic. When they see An Yan, they seem to be seeing brothers they haven't seen for many years. However, there are also some people who are plain in attitude. This kind of people are plainly dressed and treat An Yan with a light hand, but they are respectful when they hear people's advice.

An Yan guessed that these people might be literati from humble backgrounds, with noble and sensitive temperaments.

And An Yan, who became the focus of everyone, didn't seem nervous, and dealt with everyone calmly with a smile on his face. He also knew in his heart that these people didn't care much about him. Those who came to this poetry meeting were either admonishing others. The name, or want to see Shen Rong kneeling.

"Nephew, sit next to me later." Wen Ren Yunjian said with a smile while holding An Yan's hand.

Except for the maid waiting on the sidelines, there was not a single woman at the poetry party. An Yan thought it was the same as the poetry party held by Wenren Jinping before, and the female guests came out later, but seeing that everyone in the attic was about to The seat was full and I had to give up the idea.

Someone was playing the piano behind the screen. The tune was soothing and soft. An Yan, whose five senses had become extremely sharp, could tell that it was the same person this time as last time.

He also heard someone specifically asking who was playing the piano behind the screen, praising him for his superb piano skills.

"It's just a servant girl in the house. Don't be offended if you make a fool of yourself." Wen Renyun remonstrated with a smile.

"Brother Yun Jian's house is full of talented people, but a maidservant can have such superb piano skills."

While everyone was chatting, a shout suddenly came from downstairs.

"Nanchuang Layman has arrived!"

The entire second floor was suddenly quiet, and even the sound of the piano behind the screen stopped, and everyone looked towards the stairs.

An Yan took the opportunity to glance behind the screen, there seemed to be more than one person inside, and it was not known if the person besides the piano player was Wenren Jinping.

Wenren Yunjian coughed lightly and said, "Everyone, please take your seat!"

The crowd dispersed in an instant, and because there were no female guests, the seats were not too divided. Wenren Yunjian sat in the main seat, the original curtain was removed, An Yan was at the head on his right hand, and the one on the left opposite him The first place is left blank.

But Yu Huanzhang was not treated so well, he didn't care when he sat down in the middle seat alone, but secretly winked at An Yan in the crowd.

It was surprisingly quiet in the attic, and everyone was looking forward to it.

An Yan poured himself a cup of tea, and found that the taste was different from the previous one. Rich and noble people are always very particular, changing the following details according to the owner's habits.

A figure appeared at the stairs, this is a very simple person, not dressed as fancy as ordinary women, light green dress, and only a hairpin on his head.

The fashionable women's attire at the moment is the bold skirt that Jiang often wears, showing off the neck, but this man's dress is tightly wrapped around the neck.

Apart from wearing plain clothes, she didn't put any makeup on her face, and her lips were very light. However, her facial features were neat and delicate, and she was beautiful without makeup.

An Yan took a serious look at this woman, and silently gave her a high score in her heart, she was different from any woman he had ever seen.

Shen Rongji was stunned when she saw Wenren Yunjian on the main seat. It seemed that it was the first time she had seen her, but there was no disappointment in her eyes, but more curiosity.

"I have seen Mr. Wen Ren."

An Yan glanced at the people present, and found that everyone's eyes were on Shen Rongxi.

A widow has cut off all communication with the outside world since her husband's death. If she hadn't been invited by others, she probably wouldn't appear on such occasions again.

Wenren Yunjian's reaction was a little flat, with the same warm smile as usual, neither enthusiastic nor cold, he just cupped his hands and smiled: "There is no Mr. Wenren here, Nanchuang Layman doesn't mind calling Yunjian like everyone here. , please take a seat."

The sound of the piano behind the screen became clearer in this quiet attic.

An Yan noticed that Shen Rongji's eyes looked at the chief's Wenren Yunjian from time to time, but the rest of the people in the room didn't pay attention to her.

It may be that Wenren Yunjian's name is too loud.

It may also be that Shen Nanchuang, who is the most talented person in the Tang Dynasty, has some other meanings for Wenren Yun's advice.

An Yan held the teacup and thought to herself: I can't, I want to be my future mother-in-law...

(End of this chapter)