Song Menghua: At the beginning, ask to marry Sheng Minglan

He smiled at Wei Xingyan on the high platform: "Wei Xingshou, since you wrote this question, why don't you judge which one is the best and which one is second."

heard.

The crowd also looked at Wei Xingyan.

Qi Heng is no exception.

He also wanted to see how this intelligent and beautiful leader would answer this difficult question.

one way or another.

If you enjoy the benefits, you have to pay the price.

……

Many people thought that Wei Xingyan would be very embarrassed and tried to evade it.

But did not expect.

This Wei Xingshou smiled generously and spoke eloquently.

"The little girl is so talented and uneducated, how dare she judge her?"

"It's just in the eyes of the little girl—"

"If the little girl is performing at a literati banquet, the first choice must be Master Yan's Linjiang Immortal."

"But if the little girl is performing in a certain adult's residence, the first choice is the song of the little father-in-law."

She didn't seem to say anything.

But in fact everything was said.Enter

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Since ancient times, the banquet of talented men and beautiful women, literati and poets, of course, is to make the fallen flowers independent.Search

However, the lords of the court have gone through many vicissitudes, and most of the private banquets in the mansion are old friends of colleagues, so naturally they have to sigh with emotion about the past and the present. 1

So the point is. 4

She thinks it's all good, and she can't tell the difference. 4

Immediately. 0

Then someone with good intentions shouted loudly: "Wei Xingshou, your skill in all aspects is really good." 4

"But today I can't be fooled." 8

"In any case, there must always be a ranking." 5

Wei Xingyan bit her red lips lightly, secretly annoyed. 0

see. 5

Qi Heng was also a little funny. 7

This girl is quick-witted and knows that no one is easy to offend.

But I can't stand being booed.

She is afraid that she will suffer disaster today.

really.

Wei Xingyan bit her lip, unable to speak.

Her face was flushed and bright on the stage.

at last.

Some people can't see it.

"Why embarrass a little girl?"

"Zeng Zigu, Young Master Qi, it's better for the old man to rely on the old and sell the old to make this judgment."

"Look... how about it?"

Follow the sound.

Everyone's eyes also moved to the third floor.

A dark-facing middle-aged man.

An elegant old man with a calm smile.

at once.

Zeng Gong and the others stood up one after another, walked around the long table, and bowed to salute there.

"So it's Brother Jiefu and Lord Junmo."

"I didn't know you two were here too."

"I'm really sorry."

Qi Heng was stunned.

Seeing that Zeng Gong and the others were so serious, he was thinking about whether he should also say hello to the past.

But the group of rich and powerful children around him are actually motionless?

He was a little puzzled and lowered his voice.

"Who is Junmo?"

Gu Tingye shook his head and looked at Yuan Wenshao.

After all, the latter was on duty in the palace, and all the ministers in the court knew him.

He quickly replied: "Cai Xiang, direct bachelor of the Privy Council, deputy envoy of the third department."

"One of the Four Remonstrances of Qingli."

The so-called Qingli Four Remonstrances are the backbone of the reformist group headed by Fan Zhongyan and Ouyang Xiu.

of course.

Qi Heng is not familiar with this identity.

He is most familiar with another identity of Cai Xiang.

This is a contemporary writer and calligrapher alongside Su Xian, Huang Tingjian, and Mi Fu.

People called Su Huang Mi Cai.

And more importantly, he is now also the deputy envoy of the third department of the Song Dynasty, coordinating the national finances, and has a high position and authority.

Qi Heng asked again in doubt.

"Since he is such a big man, he is with Wang Anshi again."

"Why do I think you don't care and don't move?"

Yuan Wenshao said with a smile: "What kind of etiquette are you talking about with a bunch of civil servants?"

"Besides... this is Fan Tower, not the court hall."

Qi Heng understood.

The disrespect of these powerful children is not only related to civil and military discord, but also related to their youthful vigor.

Believe it or not.

If it were their respective Patriarchs, no matter if it was Master Gu or Duke Ling, they would definitely not dare to treat them so slowly.

can only say.

Young people don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

very nice.

Chapter 50 Ambitious, Literary Leader

Since it was Cai Xiang, Zeng Gong would not have any opinions.

Qi Heng is the same.

Just looking at Yan's frowning expressions, he seems to think that even Cai Xiang is not qualified to judge his poems.

His pride and conceit is really supercilious.

Of course, no one cares about him.

Cai Xiang stood on a high place and said with a smile: "You don't have to be polite, the old man is also a visitor in Fanlou tonight."

"It would be unbeautiful if the old man disturbed all of you Ya Dou."

Zeng Gong and the others bowed again before taking their seats.

period.

Some of the eunuch's children gave Qi Heng a hard look, as if dissatisfied that they were still arrogant and rude when facing Cai Xiang and Wang Anshi.

But how could Gu Tingye and his group get used to them? Immediately, some stared, some clenched their fists, full of malice.

Subsequently.

After everyone was seated, the building became quiet.

Only now does Cai Xiang have to judge.

"To be honest, these two words are really hard to break."

"No matter the words or sentences are used, they are all magnificent and generous, which is the best choice."

"The only difference is—"

"One is graceful and soft, the other is tragic and heroic, with different styles."

"Of course the old man is more in love with the song of the little father-in-law."

"But to be fair, these two poems are both rare and famous poems handed down from generation to generation, and there is no distinction between them——there is no distinction between one and the other."

"how?"

Zeng Gong glanced at Yan Jidao who was expressionless, then cupped his hands.