Jian Sui Daye

"The fart is so stinky, it made me vomit and diarrhea, so I am late, please forgive me!" Wang Yan saluted everyone again.

If you don't look at Wang Yan's eyes that look at Gao Ah Junfeng with a playful smile, then Wang Yan's words and actions are absolutely respectful and sincere.

There was a look of surprise on everyone's face, everyone knew that Wang Yan was insinuating that he was referring to Gao Ajunfeng.

"You—" Although Gao Ajunfeng, like his old man Gao Anagong, had not enough brains, but seeing the strange eyes of the people around him looking at him, he also understood in his heart that Wang Yan was scolding him. The smile on his face froze on his face instantly as if he had suddenly encountered eternal ice.

"Miss Zhao Jing, since everyone is here, let's go now!" After Wang Yan said this, he threw the back of Gao Junfeng's head, his gentle eyes and warm smile were not stingy Send it to Zhao Jing.

Zhao Jing was wearing a water-blue dress, her body was slender and slender, although she was not as plump and hot as Zhang Rong, but she stood there quietly like a soft and beautiful daffodil, which made people feel uncomfortable Consciously feel peace of mind.

"Okay." Zhao Jing said good, the corners of her lips rippling with a touching arc.

"Miss Zhao, please!" Wang Yan smiled even wider, walked to Zhao Jing and made a graceful gesture of invitation.

Zhao Jing smiled reservedly and went first.Wang Yan smiled and followed her, and walked together towards the place where everyone decided to climb high and step into autumn.

Zhao Jing is the granddaughter of Zhao Yanshen, king of Yiyang, and also the daughter of happy Mr. Zhao Zhongjiang. She is twenty-eight years old and looks as beautiful as a flower.

So I am a fair lady, a gentleman is so good.Zhao Jing not only has an extraordinary family background, but also has both talent and appearance, and is also gentle and gentle, virtuous and virtuous, so he is naturally the object of pursuit of these young masters.It's a pity that although Zhao Jing looks weak and weak on the outside, she is actually very strong and independent in her heart, with a high vision. She politely refused all the young talents who offered him so much courtesy. Lost face.

Gao Junfeng was very angry. Ever since Wang Yan showed his glory in the Zuiyue Tower that day, the jealousy and hatred towards Wang Yan and Gao Xing in his heart were like a torrent of river water.

Wang Yan didn't know which god and Buddha he worshiped, and how much shit he stepped on, but he was able to compose an astonishing poem.Gao Junfeng doesn't care whether Wang Yan is a talent or a fool. What he hates is that since Wang Yan's "Qing Ping Diao", not only the charming Zhang Lihua of Zuiyuelou has favored Wang Yan, but even his own The lover in her dream, the goddess in her heart, Zhao Jing, looked at Wang Yan with a different meaning in her eyes.

"Miss Zhao, the journey is long and it's windy outside. You'd better sit in the carriage!" Gao Ajunfeng shook off his two thick and short thighs, and ran to Zhao Jing with an earnest smile on his face, pointing at different places. Said a luxurious carriage in the distance.

"Mr. Gao, the beautiful scenery along the road will not be appreciated in a while. Besides, Zhao Jing is not a fragile person. The weather is so good today. Let's go on foot and enjoy the scenery while reciting poems. Isn't it beautiful?" ?" Zhao Jing looked at Gao Ajunfeng gently, with a hint of alienation in his tone.

"That's good, that's good!" Gao Junfeng smiled, but his heart felt bitter, and his illusion of wanting to ride in a car with the beauty was shattered.The journey here is about three miles, which may not be a big deal to others, but for a guy with such a huge tonnage, it is definitely a kind of inhuman torture.

Although Gao Ajunfeng was unwilling in his heart, he could only put a happy smile on his face.

How could Wang Yan not know what was going on in Gao Junfeng's mind, he couldn't help smiling when he thought of his fat body, sweating profusely from exhaustion, panting like a dead dog.

The people who know you best are not your friends but your enemies.

This sentence has been interpreted by Wang Yan and Gao Ajunfeng.When Wang Yan smiled, Gao Junfeng knew that there was no trace of kindness in that smile. Of course, even Wang Yan's sincere and kind smile seemed strange to Gao Junfeng.

But in front of the beauty, Gao Ajunfeng could only forcefully suppress the anger in his heart, and greeted the female members of the Wang family.Seeing Wang Yansao holding the pure white feather fan, Gao Junfeng showed disdain in his eyes, and then he took out a round fan made of white satin from his wide sleeve like a magic trick.

As soon as the fan was taken out, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.Whether it's Wang Yan's feather fan for pretense, or the round fan for cooling off, no one is surprised by these rich and wealthy sons and daughters.But it's surprising that it was Gao Ajunfeng who took out the fan, especially since there was a pair of characters on the pure white fan, which was the current popular regular script. The essence of writing reflects the profound skill of the person who writes.

Since Wang Xizhi, the calligrapher of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the literati's preference for calligraphy has gradually become popular.Although Northern Qi is located in the north where there are many ethnic minorities, and the development of Han culture is slower than that in the south, it is human nature to pursue beauty. As the political and cultural center of Northern Qi, calligraphy is also sought after by literati.

Feeling the amazed eyes of everyone looking at him, Gao Ajunfeng couldn't help but put a smug smile on his face.It took him a lot of effort to come up with this word, and the purpose was naturally to hit Wang Yan, who was holding a bare feather fan, and surpassed Zhuge Kongming and Zhou Gongjin in his elegance and style.

Wang Yan looked at the excellent handwriting on Gao Ajunfeng's fan, and couldn't help but feel that the fan in his hand was a little hot, and seeing Zhao Jing's eyes staring at the handwriting, Wang Yan couldn't help feeling jealous.

"Brother Wang, you were so anxious earlier that you took the wrong fan." Just when Wang Yan was a little embarrassed, a happy and gentle voice came.

Wang Yan looked at Gao Xing in surprise, and saw that Gao Xing had two fans in his hand at some point. Although he had never seen it before, it should be called a fan.

Happily, there were two folding fans in his hands, one was unfolded in front of his chest and fanned gracefully and lightly, and the other was folded and handed to Wang Yan.The bones of the fan are made of bamboo, and the surface of the fan is fine white silk, on which is written a poem in thin gold script, which is the "Qingping Diao" that made Wang Yan once famous.

Folding fans only began to flourish in the Tang Dynasty. Gao Xing has always believed that the role of this thing in pretense far exceeds its intention of keeping cool.

The eyes that belonged to Gao Ajunfeng were suddenly attracted by joy, especially the excellent thin gold body, which is different from Wang Xizhi's regular script that the world is vying to describe, but it definitely carries everyone's demeanor, which makes people's eyes shine, like into another world.

When Xing Xing stuffed the fan into Wang Yan's hand, the latter was still a little stunned, staring straight at the fan unfolded in Xing Xing's hand.

When Zhao Jing's eyes fell on Gao Xing, a bright color burst out in his eyes.Ever since the song "Qing Ping Diao" was released in Zuiyue Tower, the whole city of Ye was boiling.At this stage when poetry is still in development, the masterpiece of poet Taibai is undoubtedly like a violent storm, sweeping the entire literary world of Yecheng.

While Wang Yan enjoys being famous, he also has to accept the troubles brought by it, such as the hatred of Gao Ajunfeng and other idiots, and the sweet heart of Boss Xue's superb daughter.

Zhao Jing was born in a scholarly family and had a good family education since she was a child. Under the influence of her talented father and grandfather, she is well-read and has a lot of economics in her mind.Therefore, she has a deep disdain for such a playboy like Gao A Junfeng, but as a wealthy political family, she also has to make false claims with these people, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to the family.

There is no girl who does not have a spring, and Zhao Jing is no exception.

It's just that in her heart, her wishful husband not only needs to be talented, but also needs to be well-educated, and even has the spirit of a man.Although Wang Yan is very smart, but his temperament lacks some stability and lacks in literary talent.How could the smart Zhao Jing not feel Wang Yan's love, it's just Luo Hua's intentional flow of water and ruthlessness.

But since the appearance of "Qing Ping Diao", Zhao Jing's impression of Wang Yan has changed greatly, but relying on a woman's intuition, Zhao Jing thinks that the poem is not written by Wang Yan, but may be written by the handsome and beautiful young man beside him.

In order to prove her guess, Zhao Jing even went to Zuiyue Tower in disguise, but she didn't expect to encounter a scene that made her feel ashamed, happy children's shoes kissing a woman in the street, especially that woman is Fengyue woman.

Although the happy Meng Lang made his impression in Zhao Jing's mind drop, but the clear eyes he looked at her happily and the occasional calm and decisive behavior in his gestures aroused her curiosity again.

"Brother Wang, it's getting late, let's go quickly!" Xing Xing reminded Wang Yan by gently pushing him.

Wang Yan let out an "oh", suppressed the doubts in his heart, opened the folding fan "swish", covered the entire front chest, showed a coquettish smile on his face, looked proudly at Gao Ajunfeng who had an ugly complexion, and shouted Said: "Painting a tiger is not an anti-dog, ah ha ha ha!"