Chapter 1473

Qionghualou is a famous Hualou in Lin'an City. Although there are many wars in China, most of China is suffering from famine, and the people are in dire straits. But in Lin'an City, just like night Shanghai at that time, there was still no sense of urgency of national ruin.

In the vicinity of qionghualou, there are also Hualou. This street is the flower street. The night of flower street is the busy time. It can be said that the lights are bright.

What makes Chen Fang feel funny is that in later generations, it's like being a thief for men to go to places like Hualou. However, in this feudal era, it is an elegant thing to visit Hualou. In Hualou, there are many anecdotes about the romantic childe, which are also an elegant talk.

When Chen Fang, Bai Suzhen and the Han family arrived, Xu Xuan, the number one scholar, was waiting outside the flower house. As soon as Bai Suzhen came down, he immediately met her.

This Xu Xianggong, wearing a blue silk shirt and a square scarf, is really graceful. What's more, he has extraordinary bearing. As soon as he came forward, he hugged his fist and said, "Miss White, today you can come to our poetry meeting. It really makes the whole Qionghua building shine!"

In his heart and eyes, it seems that there is only Bai Suzhen.

However, Bai Suzhen stepped back and said, "Mr. Xu is joking. Bai Suzhen is just a rude man who knows nothing about poetry. I came here today with the two ladies. "

Xu Xuan seemed to notice the two young ladies of the Han family, so he went forward to say hello.

Han Xue and Han Rong have no resistance to people like Xu Xuan. The two women's faces were slightly red, and they also followed in return.

Chen Fang took the horse away to his servant. He came forward with a smile and said, "today's poetry meeting will surely see Mr. Xu's peerless style. I'm looking forward to it."

Xu Xuan took a look at Chen Fang. He was a good man. He laughed and said, "Mr. Chen, you flatter me."

Chen Fang laughed and said, "this is not a compliment. I admire you for your literary talent."

Xu Xuan gave a little smile, which he was quite complacent about.

Then the crowd went in.

Chen Fang has doubts about Xu Xuan's life experience. He also talked about it with Bai Suzhen.

That is, with Xu Xuan's family background, there is no reason to cultivate such a young master.

It is clear that it is the skill of the immortal family that can cultivate such talents. Where did Xu Xuan learn this cultivation?

Bai Suzhen said: "maybe, master Xu Xuan is the original God of a certain God. It's not sure. But Mr. Xu has always been on Mr. Han's side, so he is not our enemy. His origin is a mystery, but we don't have to investigate it. "

"That's true!" Chen Fang said.

In Bai Suzhen's mouth, Chen Fang also learned one thing.

That is, in the Southern Song Dynasty, there are four young masters. They are Zhuo Tianzhong, son of Jinling, Xu Xuan, son of Lin'an, Kou Xuan, son of Nanyang, and Xu Fu, son of Beiyang.

These four young masters are the four talents in the world today. Among the four young masters, Zhuo Tianzhong, a young master of Jinling, is the most powerful. Next is Mr. Xu Xuan, the son of Lin'an.

After Xu Xuan became the number one scholar, his momentum was to catch up with Zhuo Tianzhong.

In the Qionghua building, there are so many people.

The first floor is an ordinary guest, and the second floor is where the poetry club is. It has been arranged properly and can be used as a flower cluster.

Orchestral silk and bamboo, wonderful music bursts, fragrant wind dancing, Huadeng Zhan, and qiongjiu Yujiang. Many dignitaries have arrived. Today, Xu Xuan is the host of the poetry club.

Everyone is waiting for the arrival of Xu Xuan. We also know that Xu Xuan is going out to meet the two young ladies of Han Fu. But few people know that Xu Xuan is just to welcome Bai Suzhen's arrival.

Chen Fang and others followed Xu Xuan to the second floor. Many young masters and dignitaries stood up to greet him. Xu Xuan responded calmly and talked and laughed about the wind, which made some girls dizzy.

After that, the poetry meeting began soon.

Xu Xuan first raised his glass and said, "thank you for coming to our poetry meeting tonight. I'll do it first."

And they lifted up their cups. Xu Xuan then said: "the world's national affairs, now, we are in Lin'an City, can drink such wine, enjoy such spring. However, there were many wars in the north, and many hot-blooded men fought for the safety of our song dynasty. Here, I'd like to propose a drink to the soldiers! "

All the people were infected by Xu Xuan's words, so they toasted together, and finally the wine was spilled to the north.

Xu Xuan then began to brew, and then he wrote poems.

Since it is a poetry club, there is no way to write poetry.

"He vowed to destroy the gold by the river, and his master would swallow the sea with ten thousand Qi. If you don't believe in the Central Plains, you don't have the surname Zhao! "

There was silence.

Xu Xuan's feelings, emotions are all played up in this poem, sad, solemn and stirring, let people in the heart of a heroic.

"Good!" After a long time, everyone cheered.In this kind of Lin'an City, Xu Xuan expressed his feelings of being a poet.

Chen Fang has to admit that Xu Xuan's poem is very good. He can't do it anyway.

Bai Suzhen also showed her approval.

After Xu Xuan finished his poem, Murong Yun, the talented woman, also said in the first poem: "Mr. Xu has a good heart for his family and country. Can I mount this poem in my room? "

With a smile, Xu Xuan said, "this poem is not suitable for the girl's boudoir. If Murong likes it, I can give her a poem. "

Murong Yun was overjoyed and said, "that's great."

Xu Xuan ordered people to polish the ink, and then began to examine Murong rhyme. Murong Yun is also really a good degree of anger, so he looks at Xu Xuan with a smile, and does not show any timidity.

Chen Fang sighed and said in secret: "the land of China is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers! There are also strange women in the place of small fireworks. "

Xu Xuan then spent a lot of money.

"It is as beautiful as a peach in three spring, as pure as a chrysanthemum in nine autumn, as delicate as a flower shining on the water when it is quiet, and as weak as a willow supporting the wind when it moves."

This is not a qualified rhyme poem, but just a few sentences describe the beauty and temperament of Murong rhyme.

Xu Xuanyi is extraordinary. He really deserves his reputation as a talented man.

Murong Yun's face suddenly glowed red, like peach blossom.

Xu Xuan wrote the ink and presented it to the bookboy next to him. The book presents the ink treasure to Murong Yun.

Murong Yun accepted it and said, "thank you, Mr. Xu."

Xu Xuan smiles.

Murong Yun then said: "I heard that Mr. Xu is coming these days, and I embroidered a sachet with my own hands. I hope Mr. Xu will not dislike my humble birth."

With a smile, Xu xuanlang said, "thank you for your kindness. Murong is both talented and beautiful. It's my honor to get a gift from her."

He then took Murong Yun's sachet.

These are all good stories on the scene. The poetry festival is an elegant event. We all want to give each other face, on the scene, how to be colorful.

After that, many young masters wrote poems. There are also girls who add fragrance to their sleeves. Of course, most of those poems are not very good, just barely rhyme. One by one, compared with Xu Xuan's level, it is too much worse.

Also at this time, Xu Xuan suddenly thought of something, he raised his hand to signal the crowd to be quiet.

So, the whole audience was quiet again, just to see what Mr. Xu wanted to say.

But Xu Xuan stood up with a glass in his hand and came to Chen Fang and Bai Suzhen. Chen Fang is a companion. He drinks and eats fruit here. It's very pleasant. I also think it's delicious, like rice wine, but it's sweeter and purer than rice wine.

It's a little vodka and cocktail. At this time, when Chen Fang saw Xu Xuan coming, he felt a thump in his heart. My God! Xu Xuan, Xu Xuan, you're not aiming at me, are you?

In other words, Chen Fang can understand.

Xu Xuan adores Bai Suzhen, but Bai Suzhen is very close to herself recently. If it's you, you can't help fighting the enemy in front of the beauty!

"Mr. Chen..." Xu Xuan came forward and sang a smile.

Chen Fang whispered to himself that the weasel gave new year's greetings to the chicken!

He also stood up and said with a smile, "Mr. Xu."

Xu Xuan said, "Mr. Chen, Miss Bai is here. Why don't we write a poem for her

Chen Fang waved his hand and said, "I'm not good at poetry. Don't embarrass me, Mr. Xu. "

Bai Suzhen said faintly: "Mr. Xu, there are many distinguished guests here. Bai Suzhen is nothing. Don't waste your time on me. "

Xu Xuan's face suddenly changed. Her words don't waste time on her, but they are puns!

Xu Xuan's face darkened, but he soon covered all the negative emotions and said, "if anyone says that white girl is insignificant here, I'll let her go. In Xu Xuan's eyes, only white girl can be regarded as the best in the world. "

His words are tantamount to offending all the girls present.

But Xu Xuan has completely ignored it. He has his pride and indignation, he is not a loyal minister, or a person who is restricted by etiquette. He's amazing Mr. Lin'an, Xu Xuan!

He then turned around and came to the inkstone, waving a lot of money.

"East wind evil, Nong feeling thin, a sad mood, full of divorce, wrong, wrong, wrong!"

After he finished writing, he took a deep look at Bai Suzhen, and then said, "I promise you that today I will swear that I will not marry a white girl in this life. If I can't marry a white girl, I will die alone. If you disobey this oath, you will never exceed your life

He is really cruel, but also Bai Suzhen's heartless hurt his heart.

Then Xu Xuan turned and left.

When people see the ink treasures he left, they can't help praising his talent. It's really a sharp sword! The despair and sadness in this poem are also on the paper.Xu Xuan completely confessed to Bai Suzhen.

The whole city began to recite the story, whether it was a good story or a bad one, now no one dare to say.

But what's more, those wealthy people privately say that Dongfeng is evil, Nong's feelings are weak, and they are full of misgivings, mistakes, mistakes. When they are wrong, they can't help but declare their love for Xu.