After Chen Xiao used verbal humiliation to make no mistake, many people present also shut up and said no more.

Long Jiuling's face turned slightly red. He was a little used to Chen Xiao's fiancée and had no intention of refuting it.

Seeing that the atmosphere was awkward, Bai Qingqing quickly said to Chen Xiao:

"Mr. Chen, please sit down. Today, the food and food in the house are simple and may be negligent. Please take care of it."

Chen Xiao smiled: "Miss Bai is so flattered that she can let me do it!"

As he said that, he sat down with Long Jiuling, and the others were sitting behind some tables in this big pavilion, with a lot of fruits, pastries, and some wine on the table.

Chen Xiao was very close to Bai Qingqing. As soon as he sat down, Bai Qingqing raised his glass:

"Qingqing is honored to be here by Mr. Chen, so I wish you a cup of Mr. Chen."

Chen Xiao picked up the wine glass and smiled, then drank it.

The wine has a very low degree, similar to beer, with a sweet taste and not too spicy. Obviously, there is no technology for distilled liquor in the world, and it is impossible to make wine of high numbers, so Chen Xiao has no pressure to drink.

He can also drink several jars of wine like this.

After a glass of wine, everyone was about to chat, but Bai Qingqing took the lead in saying to Chen Xiao:

"Young Master Chen, Qingqing is also going back to her hometown in Qingyang County this time, and she will be back to the imperial capital in a few days. If the young master goes to the imperial capital, she must find Qingqing!"

Chen Xiao smiled: "It must!"

Bai Qingqing smiled sweetly: "Mr. Chen is very literary. I will introduce you to my grandfather later. He likes to see talented talents among the younger generations."

Chen Xiao was embarrassed and talented. Compared with these ancient people, he was very knowledgeable, but he was also uneducated.

He is said to be knowledgeable because he has nine years of compulsory education and basic knowledge such as Chinese mathematics, especially mathematics, which is bound to be higher than that of almost everyone in the world today.

In addition, people who understand physics and scientific knowledge are also more clear than those in this world.

He said he was not knowledgeable because people in this world basically read books left by sages, are good at poetry, songs and writing articles, which is different from the level of education that Chen Xiao received.

So he was embarrassed when he heard him praise him for being talented.

At the same time, the men present who had previously mocked Chen Xiao with words were immediately unhappy when they heard Bai Qingqing say that Chen Xiao was knowledgeable.

Bai Qingqing has been chatting with Chen Xiao, but everyone is unhappy and keeps saying that Chen Xiao is literary?

So, a man in his twenties with acne on his face spoke:

"I heard it right? Miss Qingqing, you said he is literary? This is such a big joke."

Bai Qingqing frowned slightly and said, "Mr. Liu has a misunderstanding with Mr. Chen? His talent is very good!"

"Haha, Miss Qingqing, have you been deceived by him? He was seriously ill two years ago and was like a fool. Although he was missing for two years and now he has recovered, but he has been seriously ill at the beginning. So what knowledge can he have?" Mr. Liu smiled.

At the same time, I thought to myself, didn’t you, Chen Xiao, claim to be rich and beautiful fiancée?

Then today, in front of your fiancée and Miss Qingqing, humiliate you with literary talent.

Others also spoke one after another, and each of them was very sure that Chen Xiaojue had no literary talent.

After all, who doesn’t know this stupid son of the former county magistrate’s family?

Chen Xiao just smiled indifferently about this. It is true that the so-called literati are inferior to each other!

Bai Qingqing was a little unhappy and said, "I heard Mr. Chen say that day, "The tiger falls into the sun and is bullied by a dog, and the phoenix falls into the ground, and the phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken." In my opinion, it is the highest level of scolding."

Chen Xiao smiled bitterly. This sentence itself describes a person being bullied by someone who was not as good as him when he was in a downturn.

But Bai Qingqingfei's understanding of it as a swearing is of course very reasonable. From this perspective, it is indeed a swearing.

"This poem is a bit vulgar and shouldn't come out of the literary people." Mr. Liu spoke lightly.

Bai Qingqing was stunned, but could not refute it.

"Anyway, Mr. Chen's poetry talent is still unquestionable!" Bai Qingqing said.

"Oh? Since that's the case, can you ask these knowledgeable young master Chen to write another poem for us in public and let us see if we really have some talent?" Mr. Liu sneered and looked at Chen Xiao.

He believed that this former fool would never have any culture. It would be great if he could recognize a few words.

The others also looked at Chen Xiao mockingly, wanting to see him show off his strength and make a good look ugly.

Just now, his words were richer than those present, which made everyone feel really uncomfortable.

In addition, everyone thought that Luo Qianqian was dismissed by Chen Xiao, but she also had a more beautiful fiancée, which made everyone jealous.

At this moment, they may be able to suppress Chen Xiao with the so-called literary talent that literati are proud of. After all, this is the literati association, which is their advantage.

Bai Qingqing glanced at Chen Xiao, and everyone said so sure that Chen Xiao had no talent and she was a little confused.

"Young Master Chen, today is a literati association. It is normal for everyone to recite poems and write them correctly, but I don't know..." She asked tentatively.

Long Jiuling also looked at Chen Xiao, his big eyes flashing, and he was very worried that Chen Xiao would be embarrassed.

Chen Xiao smiled. As a person who received nine years of compulsory education in the 21st century, the poems he memorized in elementary school can beat everyone present.

So he nodded happily and said, "Then I will be ugly. I will recite it in public, so I will write a poem in public."

Everyone stared at him, and saw Chen Xiao holding a wine glass, taking a sip of wine, looking at the wine glass, and suddenly thought of a few poems from Boss Cao of the Three Kingdoms.

So a smile appeared on his face, and he shook his wine glass, said in a very tone with a calm expression, a deep voice:

"Wine is a song~~The geometry of life...... It's like morning dew~~The past is full of suffering..."

Just the first two lines, the remaining poems are not suitable for the situation, so I will forget it.

But even a few words and a few words made everyone silent. He said that Chen Xiao was uneducated, but now he seemed to be slapped by Chen Xiao in the face, with an ugly face.

Bai Qingqing's eyes lit up, but she felt relieved.

The general meaning of these two sentences is: When faced with fine wine, life will pass by, just like the dew in the morning disappears in a flash, and there is too much loss of the past.

Literati who drink often writes such poems, but the artistic conception is rarely as high as these two lines.

"What a 'good life for drinking and singing'. Although my friend is young, he has great talent!"

Suddenly an old voice came, but a white-haired old man came slowly not far away, walking, looking at the wine glass in his hand, while savoring the poems on his face.

These two lines of poetry with a strong sense of substitution made the old man feel empathetic.

At the same time, it is difficult to imagine how such two poems that can only be understood by people who have been experiencing over time. How can a young man in his 1800s be written?

"Grandpa~" Bai Qingqing smiled at the old man.
Chapter completed!