Yang Xiu said: "General, Cai Niangzi is invited, you can also participate, if you don't want to compose poetry, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery in the mountains with us, it is also good." "

Su Yan frowned, and then another young man came.

He stood in front of Su Yan and said, "Ruan Yu, meet Su Che riding." "

Cai Yan said at this time: "This is also a disciple of the family father. "

Su Yan raised his eyebrows, feeling that this was another character in the "Seven Sons of Jian'an".

Historically, Wang Jing and Ruan Yu were indeed Cai Yong's students, and when Cai Yong traveled, they naturally followed.

At this time, several more people gathered, all of them Huangfu Song, Ma Riyan's junior, to persuade Su Yan to participate.

Several of them looked at Su Yan with a hostile look in their eyes.

These people were all because they saw Cai Yan's enthusiasm for Su Yan just now, and their hearts were unbalanced, and they deliberately came to find fault.

Su Yan's identity is prominent, they can't afford to provoke, and they dare not look for trouble directly, but they can indirectly embarrass him in this way and make him unhappy.

In case, if Su Yan can't make a poem, then it will be a big shame, which is exactly what they want to see.

Just as the so-called people who stretch out their hands and do not hit the smiling face, if these people are persecuting Su Yan with cold words, then Su 880 Yan can still refuse.

But these people all changed their soft policy, one by one, they persuaded with good words, and with Cai Yan next to them, Su Yan had no choice but to agree.

Here, the younger generation is talking.

On the other side, the older generation inadvertently looked over.

Wang Yun chatted with Cai Yong and the others, chatting and chatting, his gaze fell on Cai Yong, and said with a smile: "Zhaoji is quite enthusiastic about Ziyang, you look at the girl's eyes, very eager, such a look is rare, interesting..."

He paused and said, "This girl has been depressed since she returned from Hedong, and it is rare to be so happy. Bo Zhao, what do you think of Ziyang?"

Cai Yong was stunned and said, "Master Zi, what do you mean?"

Wang Yun drank a glass of wine and replied, "What do I mean, Bo Zhao still doesn't understand?"

"I don't understand!"

Cai Yong pretended to be confused.

Wang Yun sighed and said, "Since Bo Zhao is pretending to be a fool, then the old man will make his words clear." Su Yan was young, he was already a general in the official residence, and he controlled the three prefectures of Jizhou, Youzhou, and Qing(cabe) Prefecture, and held great power. "

Moreover, he is also a disciple of Zigan, with the support of many Confucian scholars, his reputation is sky-high, and his future is limitless. "

"Once a young man has gained power, it is easy to get carried away and indulge himself, but what about Su Yan? "

Wang Yun affirmed: "You can't find such a good lantern, and the old man thinks that he is a good match for Zhaoji." "

Cai Yong frowned and couldn't help but ponder.

Yang Biao said at this time: "What Master Zi said, with Zhaoji's situation, after all, she has been married, even if she has never had a house, but the situation is no longer the same as before she was married, and it is impossible to be a right wife if she remarries, marrying Su Yan is really a good choice." "

Cai Yong snorted at this time and said, "Can't spit out ivory, clean blind." "

Wang Yun shook his head again and again, looking regretful: "Su is excellent, it's a pity that the old man doesn't have a daughter, otherwise he will be directly selected as his son-in-law, this is a godsend, you have to grasp it." "

Cai Yong said sarcastically: "Don't think that the old man doesn't know, you Wang Situ has a righteous daughter." "

Wang Yun waved his hand and said, "That's a righteous daughter, not a daughter." "

Huangfu Song smiled at this time: "I understand, Master Zi doesn't want her daughter to be small, I've seen her, she looks like a heavenly state, ordinary people are really not worthy, and she is quite filial, such a good daughter, Master Zi definitely can't bear her to be small." "

Wang Yun stroked his beard and said, "Still Yizhen understands me, Mei'er is the heart and flesh of the old man, naturally I can't be wronged by the apex." "

As he spoke, a different kind of light flashed in his eyes.

Cai Yong snorted and said, "According to your words, the old man's daughter is not the meat of the heart?"

Wang Yun smiled and said, "Anyway, what I said is here, Bo Jiao, you should think about it, it is rare to have a chance to let Zhaoji get out of the shadows, and you can't bear to see her continue to be depressed like this, right?"

Cai Yong took a deep breath and said, "I will think about this matter carefully." "

Wang Yun smiled, changed his conversation, and changed the topic to talk.

.............

The younger generation,

Wang Xuan, Ruan Yu, Yang Xiu and others gathered together, and Wang Xuan said: "Today's sky is clear, in the next head, give a poem to help the excitement." "

As he spoke, he glanced at Su Yan, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Ruan Yu is also a popular figure, likes to chant poetry, and said: "The weather is good today, good, just do it." "

A group of people sat down with faint smiles on their faces.

Cai Yan's gaze fell on Su Yan, and a hint of expectation appeared in his eyes. Su Yan's talent learned that she understood, and Cai Yan naturally would not miss it if she had such a good opportunity to see him compose poetry.

Wang Xuan did not allow it, and flicked his sleeves: "Take the pen and ink!"

As he ordered, the attendants prepared the desk and pen, ink and paper.

Wang Xuan carried his hands on his back, pacing back and forth in place, his expression was serious, sometimes he looked up at the situation around him, sometimes he lowered his head and pondered, and after a long while, a calm look appeared on his face, and he smiled: "There you have!"

Immediately, he picked up the pen and quickly put it down.

"Yong History": Since ancient times, there has been no martyrdom, and everyone knows it. Qin Mu killed Sanliang, and he was sorry for nothing. Mingjun...........

After writing a poem, the corner of Wang Xuan's mouth hooked a smile, and he looked at Su Yan defiantly.

Su Yan glanced at the poem written by Wang Xuan, and his brows furrowed.

The "History of Yong" written by Wang Jian is one of the masterpieces he left behind in history, and it is quite sought after.

Everyone read it unhurriedly and nodded repeatedly.

As soon as the poem came out, even the old guy in the distance was alarmed.

Cai Yong looked surprised, strode over, and Wang Yun and the others followed.

Cai Yong stood at the desk, carefully read it, and praised: "This poem is magnificent, the artistic conception is far-reaching, in addition to the historical narrative, but also the play of the artistic conception, it can be called a masterpiece." "

Cai Yong hammered the final word, and the corners of Wang Xuan's mouth rose even more.

The rest of the people also praised and held Wang Xuan's poem.

Su Yan shook his head in his heart, this Wang Xuan is really not afraid of death, and dares to provoke him, if it is hard or not, it will come soft, do you want to use him as a stepping stone?

He is not a good temper, since this kid is so arrogant, then he has to hit his self-confidence hard. _

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