I can't afford to mess with the concubine doctor

Chapter 193 The Awkward Prince Leng

"The air of peach blossoms warms the eyes and intoxicates the eyes, and the dream of the sunset in the Spring Lake leads each other." In order not to let others completely regard him as a different kind, Qu Lingxu did not continue to show his edge, but recited a line of Du Fu's poem that everyone is familiar with at the right time .

Sure enough, upon hearing this sentence, someone immediately answered a poem also written by Du Fu, "If you don't get your dreams, you don't need Chu Ci tricks."

Qu Lingxu paused for a moment, turned his thoughts to Bai Juyi, and said loudly: "Looking at the sword with the lamp on while drunk, dreaming of returning to the company of blowing horns
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Group of Nine: Because of becoming a dream in the Southwest, dreaming of traveling in fairyland.

Qu Lingxu: All the memories of my life have been exhausted, why did I fall into a dream last night?
Group of Nine: After five years of life and death, souls and dreams can be communicated overnight.

……

Qu Lingxu complained helplessly in her heart, these big brothers really save energy, she said Du Fushi and they picked up Du Fu, and when she said Bai Juyi, they came to pick up Bai Juyi again, do they have to force her to come up with a unique trick?
Qu Lingxu thought this way, and did so, and then said: "The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless silk rain is as fine as sorrow."

Answer, let me see how you answer?
The artistic conception expressed by Qin Guan's words was so beautiful that it made everyone in the venue quiet down instantly, and they cast their eyes on Qu Lingxu in unison.

Forehead?
Qu Lingxu suddenly felt a little regretful, maybe she should keep a low profile, and don't use this kind of famous quotes from the ages, otherwise it would be... too crazy.

Fortunately, it was still competition time. No matter how shocked those scholars were, they politely did not ask any questions, but continued to answer poems.

"I don't know why I remember, I dreamed of you three times last night."

"People have dream immortals, and the dream body rises to the supernatural."

"Yemeng returns to Chang'an, see my old relatives and friends."

……

Facts have proved that those who dare to come to Longqingzhai to participate in the Biwen Conference are not idle people. The competition went on for dozens of rounds, until Qu Lingxu felt that the vocabulary accumulated in his mind for half a lifetime was wiped out. Narrows win.

"Hmm..." Qu Lingxu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I won, otherwise this face will be lost to the 22nd century.

"Young Master Qu has a good literary talent, Xiaosheng is willing to bow down."

"Young master Qu is very knowledgeable, Xiaosheng admires him."

"Yes, I've never met Mr. Qu before. I don't know who he studied under. Can I ask you a question or two in the future?"

It is said that literati are inferior to each other, but these scholars were not angry because they lost the game. Instead, they gathered around Qu Lingxu in twos and threes, asking questions in one go.

"Brothers, it's just a fluke." Qu Lingxu was at a loss for what to do with the strange male breath coming towards her face. She took a step back calmly, cleverly avoiding the thought of one of the scholars. You want to wrap your arms around your shoulders, and continue with a smile: "My little brother is from Shandong. I came to the capital to visit relatives recently. I happened to know that there is such a grand event, so I wanted to try my luck. Thank you for your kindness, I am very grateful." do."

"Mr. Qu is too humble. With your talent and learning, even in Bihu Academy, you can still occupy a place." One of the handsome young men in white came forward and bowed to Qu Lingxu, humbly said: "Xiaosheng Zhang Yong , to be able to meet Mr. Qu today is really a great blessing in life, but... I have a question in my heart, I wonder if you can give me your advice?"

Zhang Yong is polite in advancing and retreating, and his every move has everyone's demeanor. During the competition just now, the sentences he answered were far higher than others. Qu Lingxu liked him a lot, so he responded with a smile: "Young Master Zhang, you are welcome. But I would like to ask where did the lesser-known poems my younger brother uttered just now come from?"

Those famous Song lyrics, no matter from which point of view, are first-class ancient quatrains, but anyone who is interested in learning will be interested, and Qu Lingxu is not surprised at all.

Seeing Qu Lingxu express his thoughts, Zhang Yong smiled calmly, nodded and said, "What Princess Qu said is very true."

After Zhang Yong, several other scholars also echoed.Since Qu Lingxu dared to use the wisdom of his ancestors, he naturally thought of a perfect plan, and he calmly explained: "To tell you the truth, my brother is usually elegant and ancient, and spent a lot of time sorting out the ancient poetry dictionaries of the past dynasties. Found it with some painstaking effort in some nearly out-of-print pamphlets."

"Mr. Qu is thirsty for learning, and I admire you very much." Hearing that Qu Lingxu had a rare literary classic in his hand, Zhang Yong's eyes lit up, and after a little deliberation, he finally said: "The old master said just now Xiaosheng is also very yearning for poetry, if it is convenient for you, can you lend it to Xiaosheng some other day?"

All along, Qu Lingxu's vision of seeing people has been extremely accurate. Zhang Yong in front of him has an aura of grandeur, and his desire for knowledge is much stronger than others. If he is cultivated well, he will definitely become a pillar of the imperial court in time.

Thinking this way, Qu Lingxu smiled lightly: "Of course, it's just that those ancient books are still in my hometown in Shandong, and I'm afraid I won't be able to get them back for a while. If you are willing, you might as well leave your address, and I will send someone to them someday. to the house."

For scholars, the most important thing is the books in their hands, let alone such precious historical books. To a certain extent, Zhang Yong's request is a bit rude, so since he opened his mouth, he has always had a smile on his face. There was a trace of nervousness, until Qu Lingxu readily agreed, and then she showed her face again, and said happily, "Thank you for letting go, my lord. Xiaosheng will cherish those books and return them to Zhao as soon as possible."

"So good."

The second competition will take an hour to start, so Zhang Yong and others gathered around Qu Lingxu to discuss poetry and affairs, and the atmosphere was very harmonious for a while.

Qu Lingxu was chatting happily, but there was one person who was not so happy.

This person is naturally our eldest son Leng.

"Master, what's wrong with those people?" Seeing that Leng Yuanxun's gaze was firmly fixed on an inconspicuous table in the corner from the moment he entered the door, and there was an icy chill all over his body, Qing Yang couldn't help but whispered asked.

He also looked at it for a long time, but didn't find anything wrong?

"It's okay, it's just that someone is too busy." Leng Yuanxun rarely answered Qing Yang's question, then threw the folding fan in his hand, and walked slowly towards the familiar figure.

Qu Lingxu was sitting with his back facing the gate, and Qing Yang couldn't recognize him, but Leng Yuanxun was very sure and certain that his restless little girl ran out and dangled behind her back again, if it was an ordinary joke That's all, it's too much to sit with a bunch of big men!

In the capital, Leng Yuanxun's face is his business card, especially after the plague, there are almost no people who don't know people ranging from 70 to [-]-year-old to children of a few years old. He is too powerful, so he attracts a lot of attention as soon as he enters the door. Those young masters who want to make a difference in their careers all want to strike up a conversation, but seeing his face is indifferent, they still dismiss this very tacitly idea.

After all, compared with the future, life is more important.

Sensing the sudden silence in the noisy hall, Qu Lingxu raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to turn around when a group of scholars sitting beside him got up first, and they all bowed deeply, "Xiaosheng has seen Mr. Leng."

Most of these scholars are from Bihu Academy. For them, Leng Yuanxun is not only a prince, but also the best example and spiritual support on their way to study. Therefore, such a big gift is not to worship power, but to respect Yu knowledge.

……

Since Qu Lingxu knew that half of the main players in this match were from Bihu Academy, she naturally expected to meet Leng Yuanxun, but based on her understanding of Leng Yuanxun, the other party is a person who cherishes time like gold, so she should be there He only appeared at the critical moment of the third round, but he didn't expect this guy to come here early because he was so free today.

I don't know if I came to catch myself on purpose.

But whether it is or not, she will continue to participate in the competition, not to give up halfway.

Seeing Qu Lingxu sitting motionless on the stool, looking up and staring at Leng Yuanxun, Zhang Yong hastily tugged on her sleeve, and introduced in a low voice: "Mr. Qu, this is the prince of Huaiyang."

Reminded by Zhang Yong, Qu Lingxu also realized that something was wrong with his reaction belatedly, got up quickly, and cupped his hands in a dignified way: "Xiaosheng Qu Fan pays homage to the prince, because he has admired the talent of the prince for a long time, so I saw you today It is impolite to be too excited, please forgive me, my son."

Qu Fan?

Even with a pseudonym, it seems that this girl doesn't plan to live in peace in the future.

Leng Yuanxun felt a little helpless in his heart, but on his face he said calmly: "Those who don't know don't blame, Mr. Qu, please forgive me."

Hearing this, Zhang Yong, who was standing beside Qu Lingxu, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and silently took a step back, knowing that just now he was ready to kneel down to intercede for Qu Lingxu at any time.

Zhang Yong was really worried about Qu Lingxu, but some people didn't think so. Those scholars who wanted to strike up a conversation but failed, seeing Qu Lingxu so easily attracted Leng Yuanxun's attention, They were all aggrieved in their hearts, and there was a little more hatred in their eyes looking at her.

Hmph, a bastard who doesn't know where he came from, is delusional to take the opportunity to climb a high branch, it's just a dream!

The hostile gazes of those people naturally couldn't escape Qu Lingxu's eyes. In order not to make too many enemies and cause unnecessary trouble for the following competition, Qu Lingxu took the opportunity to look up and took a deep look at the cold Yuan Xun glanced at him, and the meaning conveyed by that gaze was very clear: stay away from me, and don't cause trouble for me.

Threat?

Leng Yuanxun naturally understood what Qu Lingxu meant, but he was not a person who was easily threatened, so instead of leaving, he took a step forward and said with a half-smile: "This son has heard that Mr. Qu is a learned man. I don't know if Mr. Qu If you are interested, let me go to the elegant room with my son?"

(End of this chapter)