When I came down from the hero building, I just thought that the conversation above was just a dream, and when the busy history was sorted out in the second half of the night, it was changed to a pastime party for drinking and talking about writing.
As the protagonist tonight, Xiao Minglang looked at the bustling figures on the street and smiled unconventionally: The young master of the Xu family should not see the old scholars here being noble. In fact, sometimes it is quite funny and cute.
Xu Yunmu thought of this and was deeply hurt and smiled contemptuously: I didn’t see how funny and cute it is. Many people here think that I am a playboy and insulted by the gentleman. It is considered light to look down on me whenever they see me stepping into their Wenyuan Pavilion holy land.
Xiao Minglang returned to his previous chatting and laughing look, which was still very affectionate. In the bright moon and clear light, he, the top scholar, said with a warm smile like a spring breeze: This is also because Mr. Xu pretended too ruthless before, and others inevitably had some prejudice about you. In fact, my father once said that if you want to see people, just listen to their words and observe their actions. Now it is naturally difficult to change their prejudice.
Xu Yunmu hurriedly shook his head and said: No, I don’t think so. These people in Wenyuan Pavilion are more knowledgeable than the sky, and literati are inferior to each other, let alone an outsider?
Xiao Minglang stopped and smiled on his face: Does it also include Miss Zhiyue?
Xu Yunmu looked back at the fairy sister who was following behind the two. Xia Zhiyue looked beautiful and kind-hearted, and her eyes were like water, and she said with a clever and moving words for him: If a literati is inferior to each other, it will naturally not include a little girl.
Xiao Minglang is bound to win tonight. After pointing out that he owes Xu Yunmu a favor upstairs, it simply means that the Taifu Xu is the decision tonight, laying the foundation for his busy work in Wenyuan Pavilion, and it is also the icing on the cake.
The top scholar said confidently at this moment: Look, the moon is on the willows, and after dusk, it is getting late at night, and the wine is getting thick. The young master of the Xu family is accompanied by a fairy beauty like Miss Zhiyue, so how about accompanying me?
Xu Yunmu was very upset and usually had a thick face. He was teasing good women, but this scholar had a high status. After coming to his territory, he could not stand the strange whispering eyes.
Fortunately, Xia Zhiyue knew his thoughts and walked over with her jade hands on her back. The beautiful face smiled at him with a rare warm smile: Mr. Xiao is the master tonight. Some seniors are arrogant, but with Zhiyue by your side, why bother to think about others?
As the saying goes, no matter how a hero is, he must be short-sigh in front of a beauty, let alone Xu Yunmu in this situation...
Seeing this scene even more, Xiao Minglang was next to him, and he felt envious and said: Mr. Xu is really in a blessing and does not know how to get such warm words as Miss Zhiyue. If I were Minglang, I would have been like a sea of swords and fire, what would I do?
Xu Yunmu secretly clenched his fists behind his back and said cruelly: Just go, I think they can't chat?
Xiao Minglang smiled knowingly and walked ahead to the wooden ladder upstairs where the hot banquet was drinking. Looking at the crowded figures in the window paper, he said leisurely: Besides, Master Ouyang has a lonely temper and a high-spirited personality. His newly accepted apprentice tonight is savoring him, and he must steal the limelight. At that time, Mr. Xu and Miss Zhiyue stand by you. Who dares not give the face of the fairy beauty?
Xu Yunmu really hated that he came to such a place. He had expectations before coming, but was nervous after coming. After all, people are young people, who would not have a good face?
Xiao Minglang's origin determined that he was extremely good at various aspects, and was very sleek in dealing with people and never drafted his words. He spoke casually and started to speak in front of the room with a bunch of figures. He threw himself in a bunch of lively atmosphere in front of him.
In the literati party where you said I was, all kinds of characters gathered together, and people divided into two rows sat opposite each other. The first thing that people saw was Mr. Chang, who was standing beside Mr. Ouyang, who was standing beside Mr. Ouyang.
Chang Wenyuan was as famous as his own. He took the arrogance and arrogant stubbornness to the extreme. He looked greasy and his face was stiff and stiff. But this was the first time he had come to such a big scene. The well-known figures were sitting, and only he stood a little restrainedly and could not sit in the queue.
Xu Yunmu had no good impression of this person. He had two goddesses in his eyes. One was naturally the fairy sister Xia Zhiyue, and the other goddess was also Nangong Mengni. The young master Chang in front of him had no idea what sacredness, but he actually dared to bother Nangong Mengni repeatedly with him. He looked like he was beating, which was more hateful than the little maid next to Xia Zhiyue!
The moment the door was pushed open, the eyes of Xiao Minglang, who was standing at the door. For these scholars, this young man is not only handsome, but also has a good background and high knowledge. He is also the top scholar who the emperor likes. The most important thing is to know how to respect teachers and respect the truth. He really meets the taste that everyone loves the most. He only stands at the door and is full of glory!
Amidst the relished praise, the old lady Xu, who was strongly admiring Xiao Minglang into Wenyuan Pavilion, observed his expressions and expressions. The world's elite looked around and looked up, and smiled straight to the topic: I recommend it to everyone. I believe you have seen this. He is the top scholar personally appointed by the emperor, Minglang, the beloved son of Xiao Chengzong, the god of military genius.
Chang Wenyuan looked at him with contempt and turned over directly, thinking that he was another person who relied on his father to take office.
But Xiao Chengzong's reputation is too famous, everyone knows it, everyone knows it. Seeing that everyone's atmosphere came, a bunch of people praised Xiao Minglang. The old tutor also smiled and said: Let's talk about Xiao Chengzong's reputation, the famous three heroes of the North and founding heroes, this is about relationships. He, the God of War, and I really have the friendship of serving in the same tent. It's not me, Xu, who is a person who is favored by me. Minglang is a smart young man. He was just over 20 years old and passed the top scorer. Young people are terrifying and even more a pillar of the country. I think that if we add such a young and top scorer to our old bones, can't we bring some new aura to Wenyuan Pavilion?
Mr. Ouyang drank too much, and his old face was as blushed as if it were red. He looked down on others and admired Xiao Minglang a little bit. He was disrespectful to the old man and said directly: I said, Lao Xu Ah, hasn't there been a precedent in our Wenyuan Pavilion before? I think this matter is!
Xiao Minglang was polite, and he had his hands respectfully and smiled calmly: Minglang dared not act as a talent in front of all the seniors. It is not my strength to fight on the battlefield, but he has the sincerity of practicing and respecting teachers and respecting Taoism. If he can become a member of the Pavilion, he must study carefully and do his best to extend the literati's lineage.
Mr. Xu smiled and said happily: Look, look, it’s still the young people who know how to be modest and courteous. For Minglang’s nephew, I, Xu, really appreciate it. This is also the emperor’s support. Tonight, Mr. Ouyang will first win a favorite disciple, and a new top scholar will be admitted to the cabinet. It’s really a happy moment.
Mr. Ouyang was confused with two drunken eyes, and glanced around the crowd. He saw Xia Zhiyue, a beautiful woman who was as bright as the stars. His old face turned red and laughed loudly: The talented woman moved into Old Man Xu's house for so long, why didn't she speak when she came tonight?
Xia Zhiyue is already sitting in the most inconspicuous place, but she is beautiful and has a lot of right and wrong. She couldn't help but smile and said: Mr. Ouyang, you are joking. The little girl is just here tonight to borrow a loan to you to gain the joy of her beloved disciple.
As soon as the beauty spoke, everyone in the room looked at her, and Xu Yunmu was feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.
The drunken scholar Ouyang did not forget to tease: What about the beloved disciple I have taken in comparison to yours?
Chang Wenyuan, who has always been biased, couldn't help but secretly look at Xia Zhiyue with her eyes, but she had long been used to being looked at by others. The talented girl who showed her gentle expression said: Mr. Ouyang's apprentice is very little, but she must be extraordinary if you can be attracted by such a look. And why can anyone who is a little girl's apprentice be bad?
Others understood as soon as they heard this. Xia Zhiyue first used the compliment method to lift Master Ouyang up, saying that his apprentice would not be bad, and used the same method to point out that the apprentice you selected by Master Ouyang is good. Could it be that the apprentice selected by my No. 1 talented woman in Beijing would be bad?
Everyone who was deliberately watching the fun did not dare to make a fuss, nor did they dare to refute the two of them.
The wine that Mr. Ouyang drank was full of wine, and his face turned red and his neck was thick and he squirted wildly: Hiccup, this talented woman has a good eye, but some people are just tiger fathers and dog sons. I am very powerful, but my son is not good at it.
Xu Taifu was so angry that he was drinking and forced to hide his embarrassment that his face turned red. His hands were trembling with anger, and he was unwilling to have anger on the spot.
Xia Zhiyue did not give in at all, and her beautiful smile disappeared in a blink of an eye. Instead, she said coldly: I have never seen a tiger father, dog son, but the master is so stupid that there is one in front of her. To put it nicely, she is not appreciating her talent, but to put it bluntly, isn’t it just a pedantic head and a rotten wood cannot be carved?
Chang Wenyuan, who was standing there, had a good impression of the beauty Xia Zhiyue, but her face turned red after she said...
Mr. Ouyang's old face turned redder and his face was kind-hearted: I lost a thousand million yuan in the first place. Let's talk about it less, there will be pearls buried, but it is a tiger father and a dog son. Who doesn't know about our huge north?
Mr. Xu couldn't bear it anymore and said: Ouyang, let's talk about the matter, what are you doing sarcastically?
Mr. Ouyang was really drunk, or pretending to be drunk by drinking: I have no other meaning, I just can't stand someone spending money to buy an official position for his playboy son. He is just like his son, and he doesn't know how many big words he has, I'm afraid he can't even write his own name. Someone has a reputation all his life, and it's ridiculous to lose his fortune in his old age...
Xu Yunmu was the target of public criticism and was watched by everyone as a monkey. Even though he had a good temper, he could not stand the whispers and sarcasm of a bunch of people.
Xiao Minglang, who had never interrupted, looked at everyone's expressions and was very sensible and didn't say a word.
Only Master Ouyang and Mr. Wenyuan Pavilion, who had met and said hello to Xia Zhiyue, completely turned a frown. There is no need to mention that Mr. Xu and Ouyang were not in the past.
Xia Zhiyue turned her face and said: The down-and-out candidate was still troubled by Mr. Ouyang and asked him for a job everywhere. Could this be fair?How could anyone buy the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, which was personally written by the emperor, spend money to buy it?
Mr. Ouyang said with a big face: Okay, last time I said that you, a little girl, was hooked up by a young man. He repeatedly introduced him to Wenyuan Pavilion to insult the sages. This time, he turned against him and I, and what shameful things do you two have?
With a loud bang, the seat was filled with anger. Master Xu stood up angrily and said: Ouyang, you are drunk. Do you dare to say this disrespectful thing about me? Miss Zhiyue is our talented woman in Beijing. Who would you slap her in the face if you say bad things about her?
Xu Yunmu didn't want to bear it anymore, so he got up and said: I don't want me to come. If I don't come in the future, who would want to come to your broken place!
Mr. Ouyang squirted wildly: Then, that unlucky child from whose family, it’s just right if you don’t come. Is our Wenyuan Pavilion a place where you can come?
Xu Yunmu turned around and left in anger, and Xia Zhiyue followed her coldly. Later, Master Ouyang refused to give in and said loudly: When you go back, you will practice your name first. Don’t throw your father away if you have nothing to do.
A happy classics discussion was completely broken.
As the protagonist tonight, Xiao Minglang looked at the bustling figures on the street and smiled unconventionally: The young master of the Xu family should not see the old scholars here being noble. In fact, sometimes it is quite funny and cute.
Xu Yunmu thought of this and was deeply hurt and smiled contemptuously: I didn’t see how funny and cute it is. Many people here think that I am a playboy and insulted by the gentleman. It is considered light to look down on me whenever they see me stepping into their Wenyuan Pavilion holy land.
Xiao Minglang returned to his previous chatting and laughing look, which was still very affectionate. In the bright moon and clear light, he, the top scholar, said with a warm smile like a spring breeze: This is also because Mr. Xu pretended too ruthless before, and others inevitably had some prejudice about you. In fact, my father once said that if you want to see people, just listen to their words and observe their actions. Now it is naturally difficult to change their prejudice.
Xu Yunmu hurriedly shook his head and said: No, I don’t think so. These people in Wenyuan Pavilion are more knowledgeable than the sky, and literati are inferior to each other, let alone an outsider?
Xiao Minglang stopped and smiled on his face: Does it also include Miss Zhiyue?
Xu Yunmu looked back at the fairy sister who was following behind the two. Xia Zhiyue looked beautiful and kind-hearted, and her eyes were like water, and she said with a clever and moving words for him: If a literati is inferior to each other, it will naturally not include a little girl.
Xiao Minglang is bound to win tonight. After pointing out that he owes Xu Yunmu a favor upstairs, it simply means that the Taifu Xu is the decision tonight, laying the foundation for his busy work in Wenyuan Pavilion, and it is also the icing on the cake.
The top scholar said confidently at this moment: Look, the moon is on the willows, and after dusk, it is getting late at night, and the wine is getting thick. The young master of the Xu family is accompanied by a fairy beauty like Miss Zhiyue, so how about accompanying me?
Xu Yunmu was very upset and usually had a thick face. He was teasing good women, but this scholar had a high status. After coming to his territory, he could not stand the strange whispering eyes.
Fortunately, Xia Zhiyue knew his thoughts and walked over with her jade hands on her back. The beautiful face smiled at him with a rare warm smile: Mr. Xiao is the master tonight. Some seniors are arrogant, but with Zhiyue by your side, why bother to think about others?
As the saying goes, no matter how a hero is, he must be short-sigh in front of a beauty, let alone Xu Yunmu in this situation...
Seeing this scene even more, Xiao Minglang was next to him, and he felt envious and said: Mr. Xu is really in a blessing and does not know how to get such warm words as Miss Zhiyue. If I were Minglang, I would have been like a sea of swords and fire, what would I do?
Xu Yunmu secretly clenched his fists behind his back and said cruelly: Just go, I think they can't chat?
Xiao Minglang smiled knowingly and walked ahead to the wooden ladder upstairs where the hot banquet was drinking. Looking at the crowded figures in the window paper, he said leisurely: Besides, Master Ouyang has a lonely temper and a high-spirited personality. His newly accepted apprentice tonight is savoring him, and he must steal the limelight. At that time, Mr. Xu and Miss Zhiyue stand by you. Who dares not give the face of the fairy beauty?
Xu Yunmu really hated that he came to such a place. He had expectations before coming, but was nervous after coming. After all, people are young people, who would not have a good face?
Xiao Minglang's origin determined that he was extremely good at various aspects, and was very sleek in dealing with people and never drafted his words. He spoke casually and started to speak in front of the room with a bunch of figures. He threw himself in a bunch of lively atmosphere in front of him.
In the literati party where you said I was, all kinds of characters gathered together, and people divided into two rows sat opposite each other. The first thing that people saw was Mr. Chang, who was standing beside Mr. Ouyang, who was standing beside Mr. Ouyang.
Chang Wenyuan was as famous as his own. He took the arrogance and arrogant stubbornness to the extreme. He looked greasy and his face was stiff and stiff. But this was the first time he had come to such a big scene. The well-known figures were sitting, and only he stood a little restrainedly and could not sit in the queue.
Xu Yunmu had no good impression of this person. He had two goddesses in his eyes. One was naturally the fairy sister Xia Zhiyue, and the other goddess was also Nangong Mengni. The young master Chang in front of him had no idea what sacredness, but he actually dared to bother Nangong Mengni repeatedly with him. He looked like he was beating, which was more hateful than the little maid next to Xia Zhiyue!
The moment the door was pushed open, the eyes of Xiao Minglang, who was standing at the door. For these scholars, this young man is not only handsome, but also has a good background and high knowledge. He is also the top scholar who the emperor likes. The most important thing is to know how to respect teachers and respect the truth. He really meets the taste that everyone loves the most. He only stands at the door and is full of glory!
Amidst the relished praise, the old lady Xu, who was strongly admiring Xiao Minglang into Wenyuan Pavilion, observed his expressions and expressions. The world's elite looked around and looked up, and smiled straight to the topic: I recommend it to everyone. I believe you have seen this. He is the top scholar personally appointed by the emperor, Minglang, the beloved son of Xiao Chengzong, the god of military genius.
Chang Wenyuan looked at him with contempt and turned over directly, thinking that he was another person who relied on his father to take office.
But Xiao Chengzong's reputation is too famous, everyone knows it, everyone knows it. Seeing that everyone's atmosphere came, a bunch of people praised Xiao Minglang. The old tutor also smiled and said: Let's talk about Xiao Chengzong's reputation, the famous three heroes of the North and founding heroes, this is about relationships. He, the God of War, and I really have the friendship of serving in the same tent. It's not me, Xu, who is a person who is favored by me. Minglang is a smart young man. He was just over 20 years old and passed the top scorer. Young people are terrifying and even more a pillar of the country. I think that if we add such a young and top scorer to our old bones, can't we bring some new aura to Wenyuan Pavilion?
Mr. Ouyang drank too much, and his old face was as blushed as if it were red. He looked down on others and admired Xiao Minglang a little bit. He was disrespectful to the old man and said directly: I said, Lao Xu Ah, hasn't there been a precedent in our Wenyuan Pavilion before? I think this matter is!
Xiao Minglang was polite, and he had his hands respectfully and smiled calmly: Minglang dared not act as a talent in front of all the seniors. It is not my strength to fight on the battlefield, but he has the sincerity of practicing and respecting teachers and respecting Taoism. If he can become a member of the Pavilion, he must study carefully and do his best to extend the literati's lineage.
Mr. Xu smiled and said happily: Look, look, it’s still the young people who know how to be modest and courteous. For Minglang’s nephew, I, Xu, really appreciate it. This is also the emperor’s support. Tonight, Mr. Ouyang will first win a favorite disciple, and a new top scholar will be admitted to the cabinet. It’s really a happy moment.
Mr. Ouyang was confused with two drunken eyes, and glanced around the crowd. He saw Xia Zhiyue, a beautiful woman who was as bright as the stars. His old face turned red and laughed loudly: The talented woman moved into Old Man Xu's house for so long, why didn't she speak when she came tonight?
Xia Zhiyue is already sitting in the most inconspicuous place, but she is beautiful and has a lot of right and wrong. She couldn't help but smile and said: Mr. Ouyang, you are joking. The little girl is just here tonight to borrow a loan to you to gain the joy of her beloved disciple.
As soon as the beauty spoke, everyone in the room looked at her, and Xu Yunmu was feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.
The drunken scholar Ouyang did not forget to tease: What about the beloved disciple I have taken in comparison to yours?
Chang Wenyuan, who has always been biased, couldn't help but secretly look at Xia Zhiyue with her eyes, but she had long been used to being looked at by others. The talented girl who showed her gentle expression said: Mr. Ouyang's apprentice is very little, but she must be extraordinary if you can be attracted by such a look. And why can anyone who is a little girl's apprentice be bad?
Others understood as soon as they heard this. Xia Zhiyue first used the compliment method to lift Master Ouyang up, saying that his apprentice would not be bad, and used the same method to point out that the apprentice you selected by Master Ouyang is good. Could it be that the apprentice selected by my No. 1 talented woman in Beijing would be bad?
Everyone who was deliberately watching the fun did not dare to make a fuss, nor did they dare to refute the two of them.
The wine that Mr. Ouyang drank was full of wine, and his face turned red and his neck was thick and he squirted wildly: Hiccup, this talented woman has a good eye, but some people are just tiger fathers and dog sons. I am very powerful, but my son is not good at it.
Xu Taifu was so angry that he was drinking and forced to hide his embarrassment that his face turned red. His hands were trembling with anger, and he was unwilling to have anger on the spot.
Xia Zhiyue did not give in at all, and her beautiful smile disappeared in a blink of an eye. Instead, she said coldly: I have never seen a tiger father, dog son, but the master is so stupid that there is one in front of her. To put it nicely, she is not appreciating her talent, but to put it bluntly, isn’t it just a pedantic head and a rotten wood cannot be carved?
Chang Wenyuan, who was standing there, had a good impression of the beauty Xia Zhiyue, but her face turned red after she said...
Mr. Ouyang's old face turned redder and his face was kind-hearted: I lost a thousand million yuan in the first place. Let's talk about it less, there will be pearls buried, but it is a tiger father and a dog son. Who doesn't know about our huge north?
Mr. Xu couldn't bear it anymore and said: Ouyang, let's talk about the matter, what are you doing sarcastically?
Mr. Ouyang was really drunk, or pretending to be drunk by drinking: I have no other meaning, I just can't stand someone spending money to buy an official position for his playboy son. He is just like his son, and he doesn't know how many big words he has, I'm afraid he can't even write his own name. Someone has a reputation all his life, and it's ridiculous to lose his fortune in his old age...
Xu Yunmu was the target of public criticism and was watched by everyone as a monkey. Even though he had a good temper, he could not stand the whispers and sarcasm of a bunch of people.
Xiao Minglang, who had never interrupted, looked at everyone's expressions and was very sensible and didn't say a word.
Only Master Ouyang and Mr. Wenyuan Pavilion, who had met and said hello to Xia Zhiyue, completely turned a frown. There is no need to mention that Mr. Xu and Ouyang were not in the past.
Xia Zhiyue turned her face and said: The down-and-out candidate was still troubled by Mr. Ouyang and asked him for a job everywhere. Could this be fair?How could anyone buy the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, which was personally written by the emperor, spend money to buy it?
Mr. Ouyang said with a big face: Okay, last time I said that you, a little girl, was hooked up by a young man. He repeatedly introduced him to Wenyuan Pavilion to insult the sages. This time, he turned against him and I, and what shameful things do you two have?
With a loud bang, the seat was filled with anger. Master Xu stood up angrily and said: Ouyang, you are drunk. Do you dare to say this disrespectful thing about me? Miss Zhiyue is our talented woman in Beijing. Who would you slap her in the face if you say bad things about her?
Xu Yunmu didn't want to bear it anymore, so he got up and said: I don't want me to come. If I don't come in the future, who would want to come to your broken place!
Mr. Ouyang squirted wildly: Then, that unlucky child from whose family, it’s just right if you don’t come. Is our Wenyuan Pavilion a place where you can come?
Xu Yunmu turned around and left in anger, and Xia Zhiyue followed her coldly. Later, Master Ouyang refused to give in and said loudly: When you go back, you will practice your name first. Don’t throw your father away if you have nothing to do.
A happy classics discussion was completely broken.
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