Start the lottery and become the cultivator's darling

Chapter 32
"Unexpectedly, you still have such talent." Ou Yehan giggled.

As if thinking of something, Zhang Mengyao stepped forward and said.

"Tonight, under the leadership of the City Lord's Mansion, a poetry meeting under the moon will be held routinely in the Fengya Pavilion in the city.

This poetry meeting not only invited all the literati and poets from Caiyi Lin'an, but also everyone in the literary world.

You are so talented, you are definitely not inferior to those talented scholars who think they are coquettish.

The three of us will go together tonight, how about watching the moon, listening to poems, and expressing our love for the scenery? "

After hearing this, Yu Yehan couldn't help shaking his head, "I'd better forget about it. That kind of literary place is not suitable for me."

Although she was shocked by Yun Chuan's poems, for an absolute "female man" like Ou Yehan, this kind of occasion made her quite uncomfortable, so she had to politely refuse.

Yun Chuan rolled his eyes, recalling the poems he had seen and seen, which were called literary masters, whose literary level was far inferior to the poems in the selected poems and songs.

"My lords of literature from all the heavens and myriad worlds, I dare to borrow it, and I hope you don't blame me."

The confidence in my heart became even stronger, and I readily agreed to go to the next month's poetry meeting in the evening.

Seeing that Yun Chuan agreed, Zhang Mengyao smiled happily.

This smile is still charming.

Then he looked up and down Yun Chuan's outfit and said with a smile.

"However, your attire needs to be changed appropriately. The Poetry Club under the Moon is a place of romance, not a place for fighting and killing."

"It makes sense!"

The moon is bright and the wind is clear, and the silver glow is all over the ground.

The curtain of the sky falls, and the stars are dotted.

The weeds are separated, the flowers and trees are swaying and rustling.

The towering and majestic city wall of Lin'an City stands under the night sky, covering half of the night sky.

The continuous houses in the city are hidden among the flourishing flowers and trees.

The lanterns in front of the eaves can be seen everywhere exuding red light, and among the stone pillars under the thick corridor, the tassels at the bottom of the lanterns can be seen swaying with the wind, casting faint ink shadows on the brick floor.

This is the night of Lin'an City, a city that never sleeps standing on the Jiangnan land.

Thinking about what happened to Yun Chu'an today, it can be said to be colorful.

In the morning, he was still doing trials in the illusion, and in the afternoon, he encountered a killer and fought with him to the death.

This evening, I will participate in the poetry meeting under the moon of that literati.

Who can tell clearly about the encounters in life?
At this time, Yun Chu'an had already taken off the short jacket he was wearing, and the fierce look from his body.

Instead, he changed into a robe made of blue silk, with a moon-white patterned hollow jade belt tied around his waist, and the long blue silk hair on his head was tied up high.

In his hand, he was holding the folding fan inscribed with the authentic emblem of the Great Master of Calligraphy, slowly fanning it.

Coupled with Yun Chuan's clear and bright phoenix eyes, it seems to be seductive.

Really a personable image of a gifted scholar, just shaking his head and talking about it.

Of course, more of it reveals the breath of Lingshi.
Yun Chu'an walked slowly to the Fengya Pavilion in the city alone, and attracted the attention of many pink beauties along the way, and some bold ones stepped forward to salute and say hello.

Regarding this, Yun Chu'an put a smile on the corner of his mouth, put away his folding fan, and bowed slightly in return.

Fengya Pavilion was built on a lake in Lin'an City, and it didn't take long to reach the boundary.

The stone bridge in front of you stretches across the water, connecting the east and west banks. At first glance, it looks like a rainbow lying on the waves, and it looks like Xizi looking back.

Under the bridge, the lake water flows slowly and is crystal clear. Under the moonlight, it looks crystal clear.

Occasionally, a gentle breeze blows past the water, the water is rippling, sparkling, and there are ripples.

The Lili grass on the shore is swaying with the wind, looking up at the pieces of fallen flowers, floating down from the branches, dancing in the air.

A few petals fell on the shoulders, and the fragrance permeated the air, refreshing.

Stretch out your long fingers and gently pick up the fallen flowers.

This is the situation.

May I ask, with such a beautiful and talented woman, which woman can resist such a temptation?
"My lord, stop!"

The guard standing in front of the bridge outside the pavilion interrupted Yun Chuan from continuing to be intoxicated by the beautiful scenery under the moon.

Seemingly seeing this young master's extraordinary appearance and chic attire, the guard's voice was also a little softer and softer.

"What's the matter?" Yun Chu'an replied gracefully, fanning the folding fan in his hand.

"Young Master, Fengyage will hold a monthly regular poetry meeting tonight, and it will not be open to the public for the time being. How dare you ask if you have received the invitation letter for the poetry meeting from the City Lord's Mansion?"

This guard is on duty here every month for the poetry meeting, and the literati who come every time know it in their hearts, but they have never seen this young man in front of them.

"This little girl, you didn't tell me this, and you're cheating on me again."

Yun Chuan smiled wryly in his heart, but he didn't care, and clasped his hands and replied, "I don't have an invitation letter, but the daughter of your city lord invited me directly."

"This"

The guard showed embarrassment on his face, "I hope you will forgive me, I have not received any orders, please come with the invitation letter of the poetry meeting."

The guard has replied as politely as possible.

"Hey. The city lord's daughter invited you directly? Then I was invited by the city lord!"

A man's voice came from behind, Yun Chuan looked back.

I saw a person who was dressed rather delicately, his eyes were slightly narrowed into a line, and he said with a sneer.

He reached out his hand and took out a gold-plated invitation letter from his sleeve, waved it in front of Yun Chuan before handing it to the guard in front of the pavilion outside the bridge.

"Did you see that, only scholars and talents recognized by the city lord's mansion can get this invitation letter. I don't know where the ghosts and snakes are. They think they are dressed in a decent way, and they really think they are a person."

"So it's Xie An, Mr. Xie. Please come inside~"

The guard held the invitation letter with both hands, and after confirming that it was correct, he respectfully invited Xie An in.

Xie An walked slowly, and when he passed by Yun Chu'an, he let out a cold snort of disdain.

When he was about to step on the bridge, he turned his head sassly, lightly waved the folding fan in his hand and said to the guard.

"Please also ask this strong man to be on duty. Don't let some people with ulterior motives mix in. It would be bad if you hurt the daughter of the city lord."

Xie An's words meant something else, Yun Chuan could hear it naturally.

Yun Chu'an has been a martial artist for a long time, and with his temperament, being ridiculed and teased like this, he already wished he could slap that thin Xie An to the ground.

But when he thought that Zhang Mengyao had invited him to participate in this poetry meeting, and that it was organized by the City Lord's Mansion, Yun Chuan calmed down and shook his head secretly.

"Please, this strong man, go in and tell your lady that Yun Chuan has arrived for the appointment." Yun Chuan clasped his fists and said.

"Young master, please come back."

The guard didn't answer directly, but still replied politely, but his impression of Yun Chuan had dropped a lot in his heart, he had vaguely categorized Yun Chuan as the kind of swindler.

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