Said.

Her eyes fell on Luo Yu, "Sister Luo, today's poetry meeting is famous all over the city. The martial arts group of all countries happens to be in Beijing. Have you invited them to participate?"

Luo Yu said in a quiet voice: "I have invited a few people, and the hateful thing you said is in it."

Chu Yanran smiled with her lips and said confidently: "If King Xiaoyao of Xia Kingdom dares to attend the poetry meeting, Sister Luo will definitely make him lose all his face."

Luo Yu smiled and said, "I have heard of this talent for a long time. It is not a simple matter to beat him. Today, all the talents of Chu State entered Luo Mansion, but only a few people can compare their talents."

Chu Yanran pulled Luo Yu's jade arm, "Sister Luo is the number one talented woman in Nan Chu, can she not beat him?"

"There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Whether it is literature or martial arts, it is not used to fight for strength. This time, the purpose of making friends with poetry is only one of the purposes, and my grandfather has other purposes."

One side.

Chu Qingcheng suddenly said: "It is rumored that Mr. Luo wants to accept a closed disciple this time to pass on his mantle and inherit the inheritance of Confucianism, like Confucianism."

Luo Yu nodded gently and smiled lightly, "It seems that nothing can be hidden from Qingcheng."

Chu Qingcheng said: "I also heard this news overwhelmed, but I don't know if Mr. Luo has anyone he likes?"

Luo Yu shook his head and smiled, "No, grandpa will attend this poetry meeting to find someone who will touch him."

Speaking of this.

She paused and said, "It's almost time. Let's go to the front yard first. I'm the initiator of the poetry club. If it doesn't appear for a long time, it will be a real person."

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

forecourt.

The talented men who came to participate in the poetry meeting looked arrogant, and from time to time, a few poems emerged from their mouths, showing their talent and experience.

More people appeared beside the prince, clinging to the throne, nodding and bowing. Obviously, they all wanted to take the prince's cliff.

Today is the crown prince, the crown prince of a country, and tomorrow is Your Majesty, the king of a country.

If he can be favored by the prince, even if he is a disciple of the Eastern Palace, he will have the opportunity to become a minister of the dragon in the future.

That is undoubtedly the fastest way to reach the top.

At this time.

I don’t know what the prince said, but the talented men around him were eager to try, as if they were injected with chicken blood.

One person said respectfully: "Don't worry, your highness, the literary style of our Chu is prevalent, and talented and wise are like clouds. This poetry meeting is related to the honor of our Chu. How can the people of Xia Kingdom take the lead?"

Another person smiled and said, "The Luo Mansion has the most talented woman in Nanchu, as well as Qianshan lay Buddhists, An Guoshi, and the genius. They are all in Luo Mansion. Compared with them, Xiaoyao King Xia is undoubtedly competing for lightning with the sun and the moon."

Chu Xuandao nodded, "Listen to you, it seems that the leader of this poetry meeting will belong to the talented man in Southern Chu."

"Staying is a sure win!"

"Stably, necessary."

"No problem."

They said strongly, as if they had already won the leader.

Just then.

There was a riot in the crowd.

Chu Xuan looked in the voice, his eyes fell on Luo Yu, his expression a little dull, and his admiration was not concealed.

The most talented woman in the South.

It's true that it's well-known.

In the eyes of everyone, three women walked over.

Luo Yu was wearing a long white dress, tall and extremely slender; his appearance was also extremely delicate, with phoenix eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face was as white as jade, which was shattered, especially those eyes, which were big, like stars in the night sky. One glance seemed to make people fall into it.

Very beautiful!

No wonder Chu Xuandao was deeply involved in it.

Luo Yu was a storied figure in the entire Southern Chu, especially among the literati and talented people.

Although she is a woman, her talent makes many people feel inferior to her.

In addition, he is a first-class beauty, so everyone can't help but look at her a few more times.

No one will refuse beautiful things, but it is just a simple appreciation. As for other ideas, everyone has no one at all.

The reason is very simple. Many people know that the prince is in love with Luoyu. In addition, it is important for people to have self-knowledge.

Luo Yu moved forward and said slowly: "Today we will be held in a poetry meeting. Thanks to everyone's arrival, Luo Mansion's Penghu is full of glory. Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. The purpose of this poetry meeting is to give everyone a discussion on talent and learning. If you have the truth, you will not be able to make a circle without rules. So for fairness, Luo Yu personally asked his grandfather to write a few propositions."

"For the first round of poetry and prose discussions, everyone can recite poems based on the topic."

"In addition, the trend of couplets has been heard in the Xia Kingdom. The world's talented people have no borders. There will be a couplet competition today. This is the second round of competition."

"The third round of competition is for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Those who win the lead in each round of competition can enter the Luo Mansion's Yaju and communicate with my grandfather."

Hearing sound.

Everyone cheered and cheered, happier than winning the leader.

If you can get the leader and get the guidance of Mr. Luo, your future will be limitless.

Seeing that everyone was in high spirits and eager to try, Luo Yu stood up and came to the long pavilion, waved his sleeves, and signaled everyone to sit down.

"Please ask!"

As the sound fell.

A Luo Mansion scholar walked slowly with a wooden plate. There was a scroll in the plate, which was the first proposition for the discussion of poetry and prose.

On the long pavilion.

Everyone sat in front of the desk, with wine, pastries and fruits on it, and also prepared pens, ink, paper and ink.

Outside the long pavilion, the lake surface is sparkling, and sometimes the fish swim on the surface, like a carp leaping on the dragon gate.

The dead leaves drift with the waves, rippling ripples.

Shutong stepped forward and looked at Luo Yu, obviously asking for her opinion.

Luo Yu's eyes passed by everyone and said in a deep voice: "Have you come to Xia Kingdom Xiaoyao?"

"Miss, I have never seen the Xiaoyao King of Xia Kingdom."

"Are you sent the invitation to the inn?"

"I've sent it over and handed it to Prince Xia in person."

Luo Yu's face changed slightly, and he murmured to himself: "Does he disdain to attend the poetry meeting in Luo Mansion?"

"This is too arrogant and too arrogant."

Luo Mansion is a master of literary circles. How many people are so angry that they want to enter Luo Mansion, but he actually refuses like this?

Hearing Luo Yu's voice, whispers began to whisper below, obviously talking about Ye Jun.

A man in white suddenly rose up and said arrogantly: "Luo Master, the exchange of poetry and prose is a great event in our Chu. The people of Xia Kingdom are crazy, most of them are white Dings. The Xiaoyao King of Xia Kingdom is self-reliant, and he is just a stronger literary talent than Bai Dings in other countries. How can he compare with the talented men of Chu? Even his quatrains that have been spread throughout the world are not copied from somewhere."

"Why should everyone be so happy because of him alone? Since you have asked for a question, why not start the poetry meeting now?"

The sound fell.

Everyone expressed their congratulations one after another, and most of them were sarcasm and disdain for Ye Jun, believing that Ye Jun had no talent and was just a fictional reputation.

As the saying goes: True gold is not afraid of fire.

Ye Jun dared not come to attend the poetry meeting, and must be worried about being embarrassed in front of the talented man in Nan Chu.

Hearing sound.

Luo Yu pondered for a moment, looked sideways at the book boy beside him, "Exhibition!"

The book boy nodded gently, opened the scroll and hung it on the long pavilion. A sloppy word spring appeared in front of everyone.

Luo Yu said: "Spring, spring is spring in March, everything is revived, and the most beautiful season should have the most beautiful poems."

"With spring as the theme, everyone can actively recommend poems."

Speaking of this, a figure suddenly appeared at the end of the Changting Pavilion. He quickly stepped forward and came to Luo Yu, "Miss, Xiaoyao King of Xia Kingdom is here!"

Come?

Luo Yu frowned slightly and said quickly: "Please, please!"

The next moment.

Everyone looked back and their eyes fell at the end of the corridor, and a figure appeared and entered their sight.

The person who came was magnificent and beautiful, with bright eyes and sparse eyebrows, gentle as jade, and wearing a blue robe, like a man in a painting.

It's Ye Jun.

The handsome young man in the turbid world, with a handsome appearance and a heroic appearance.

Walking along the Changting, Ye Jun said in his heart, "Damn, they all look so ugly, I wouldn't have had the grooming to finish my appearance if I had known.
To be continued...