Guo Jia never thought that he could have such a high reputation in Luoyang. As soon as he entered Luoyang, the princes cooperated to send me the United States to recruit me. After only an hour passed, an invitation was handed to Xun Yu again.

"Fengxiao, Fengxiao, I'm here to take advantage of you. Miss Cai held a poetry meeting. This was the first time I sent me an invitation, but the above name it and wanted to invite you. Oh, I, Xun Yu, had to go with you with shamelessness and open my eyes."

Sitting in the carriage to Cai Yong's mansion, Guo Jia heard Xun Yu's joke and smiled sarcastically, "That's natural. I, Guo Jia, are handsome and talented, and there are people who treat you everywhere."

This man was not humble at all. Xun Yu sighed, "But all the scholars in Luoyang are grateful to Feng Xiao."

Guo Jia was a little surprised and asked, "Why?"

Xun Yu smiled with a playful smile and said, "If Fengxiao hadn't killed the Wei family's son in Hedong, I'm afraid that Miss Cai, a talented woman in Luoyang, would have married as a wife now, and I wonder how many admirers would hurt the hearts of many admirers."

Guo Jia touched his nose and didn't answer the conversation. He thought that this time he went to the banquet was probably not a good banquet. If he killed his fiancé, would the Cai family treat him?

The Cai Mansion arrived soon. Guo Jia, who had got off the carriage, saw that the Cai Mansion was crowded with people, and the scholars and sons were all holding their heads up and their chests were raised, looking proud and full of ambition.

After handing over the invitation, Guo Jia and Xun Yu stepped into the mansion, passed by the courtyard and entered the hall. The spacious hall was filled with tables, and Guo Jia and Xun Yu sat next to each other.

Listening to those young men deliberately speak loudly and make novel remarks, intending to be innovative and attract attention, Guo Jia and Xun Yu looked at each other and shook their heads secretly.

Soon, a humble elder walked out, and all the young handsome men in the hall stood up and bowed to greet each other. Guo Jia and Xun Yu bowed with the tide, and there was no need to guess that this person was Cai Yong.

Cai Yong sat in the main seat and picked up the wine glass and said some scenes. Then he invited his daughter Cai Yan to play the piano to cheer him up.

A gentle and beautiful woman came out from behind, and her slightly decorated makeup was just like the finishing touch, making her even more beautiful and refined, and elegant.

Cai Yan, wearing a pink pleated skirt, appeared astonished everyone. She played the piano and was even more talented and beautiful.

A song of mountains and flowing water, the person who hears it feels like he is intoxicated, as if he is in the scene, forgetting his worries between heaven and earth, and lingering in the past, but he is also filled with mixed feelings.

The piano music has ended, and the lingering sound is still there, as if there is a faint fragrance wandering around in my heart.

"Haha, today's poetry meeting, all the talents are not as good as showing off their talents. If you write a poem, my daughter Cai Yan will give you a glass of wine. What do you think?" Cai Yong smiled and looked at the young handsome man in the hall, but occasionally he stayed on Guo Jia and Xun Yu in the last seat.

The scholars in the hall naturally agreed in unison. Since Wei Zhongdao, the prince of the Wei family who had married Cai Yan, died of a misfortune, the desire of these scholars to be eager to return a beauty has been ignited again. It happened to be a poetry meeting. If they could leave behind famous poems and win the favor of beauty, wouldn’t it be a gain of fame and fortune?

The servants in the mansion brought pens, ink, paper and inkstones on each guest table. These young handsome men from Luoyang picked up their pens and wrote. When Cai Yan walked up to him with a pot of wine, he recited his poems and essays.

Guo Jia and Xun Yu did not start writing, but listened with relish.

These talented men are really well-educated. Their poems and essays are gorgeous, either praise them, or the mountains and rivers are beautiful, or men love women, and Guo Jia sighs that he is not as good as him.

After Cai Yan toasted a glass of wine, the talents also showed a floating expression. At first, no one looked down on each other, and others showed a little disdain when reciting poems.

Cai Yan soon came to Xun Yu. Speaking of Xun Yu, he said that Xun Yu had already married. He originally attended this poetry meeting just to open his eyes. Look at what the Cai Mansion poetry that made Luoyang scholars look like a erotic figure, but he didn't expect that it has become a situation of showing love and beauty. Is it a matter of writing poetry? I am afraid of being criticized, so I don't write poetry? I am proud of myself because I am accused of being a person.

"Wenruo, I have never been as careful as you. I just wrote poems. Why bother to squeeze them with your own hands?"

Guo Jia, who was drinking on the side, smiled and explained Xun Yu's concerns in one sentence, and also made Cai Yan, who was standing in front of Xun Yu, look slightly and look at Guo Jia, but Guo Jia did not look at her.

Xun Yu had no choice but to lift his pen, and wrote a few lines of poetry in one go without any delay, which shows that he was already confident.

Cai Yan picked up the poem written by Xun Yu, his beautiful eyes lit up, and he chanted like a yellow oriole's pleasant voice: "

Today’s good banquet, joy is hard to be revealed.

The sound of playing the zither is exciting and exciting, and the new sound is fascinating.

Let De sing high words and listen to the truth.

The same wishes are shared, and the meaning is not yet extended.

Life is sent to you for a lifetime, and suddenly it is like a storm of dust.

Why not plan a high-level football team and take the important roads first.

If you do nothing, you will be poor and humble, and you will always work hard."

Although the lines are exaggerated words that are timely enjoyable, they are actually indignant words, which are mostly self-deprecating.

After hearing this, Guo Jia smiled and said, "Wen Ruo, life is short, and you will drink and get drunk today. Tomorrow is sad tomorrow. Hehe, you and I will drink and talk about you, do you have to make achievements?"

It took a long time for everyone in the hall to recall the metaphor in Xun Yu's poems, and then they looked at Xun Yu in a side manner. As for the unrestrained Guo Jia, many people snorted coldly.

Cai Yan came to Guo Jia and looked at Guo Jia from close range. Guo Jia saw that she was not as beautiful as peach blossoms as Diao Chan, charming and tender, but her eyebrows were clear and beautiful, her aura was as beautiful as orchids, and her lotus steps were blooming.

"Ms. Cai, I am very knowledgeable and have no sense of my pen. I can't write good poems and lyrics. I don't have to pay my respects to you."

Guo Jia poured himself and drank it himself, not at all interested in Cai Yan's toast.

He has seen many beautiful women, and this is the first time he has seen a beautiful woman who is praised by others. The children of aristocratic families in Luoyang City all admire her and please her in every way. He looked humble and spoke in a low voice, but Guo Jia disdained her.

When everyone heard what Guo Jia said, they laughed loudly. The mockery was obvious, but Xun Yu also raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He also laughed, laughing at these young men who were blind and had no eyes. Even a seven-year-old child in the prince could see that Guo Jia's talent was rare in the world. A truly wise man had long yearned for Guo Jia for a long time. It can be said that no one in the world knew you.

Ordinary fools are really ridiculous.

"If the Yingchuan genius Guo Fengxiao is also a little talented, then there will be no talent in the world. Mr. Guo, is it because he disliked his younger sister for being uneasy in the hospitality of the guests and refused to start writing?"

Cai Yan looked at Guo Jia with a faint expression. As soon as he finished speaking, he was filled with an uproar.

This unruly person who is at the last seat is the genius Guo Jia?!

Burning Changshe, killing people in Hedong, making a big fuss in Xuzhou!

Guo Jia's name has long been well known to them.

"Are you begging me?" He picked up the wine glass and raised his head to drink, and Guo Jia uttered a word that aroused public anger.

"Guo Jia, how dare you despise Miss Cai?" Someone slapped the table.

"You are just a poor soldier in Yingchuan. What qualifications are you qualified to sit with me?" Someone scolded angrily.

"Apologize to Miss Cai quickly, otherwise you will be nice!" Someone threatened and clamored.

But Guo Jia turned a deaf ear, smiled frivolously, staring at Cai Yan in front of him with interest.

Cai Yan turned his head and looked at his father, but saw Cai Yong closing his eyes and silently speaking, his expression was calm.

After turning his head again, Cai Yan gently bit her thin lower lip and said softly: "Please write a poem by Mr. Guo."

"Are you begging me?" Guo Jia tilted his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, his smile restrained a little, but showed a little evil spirit.

Cai Yan gathered his eyes in the mist, held back the tears and nodded, "Yes, please ask Mr. Guo to write a poem."

The whole seat was shocked and angry sounds rose everywhere.

Hahaha

Guo Jia raised his head and laughed wildly, immediately lifted his pen, cursive script with one hand was grand and magnificent, and the flowing water was completed in one go.

After writing, he threw the pen and Guo Jia got up and walked out.

"Guo Jia!"

At this time, Cai Yong, who had been closing his eyes and silently, suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, the sound was like a bell, shaking people's hearts.

Guo Jia turned around and looked at Cai Yong in the main seat, and said to himself: "It's time to see the picture. Lord Cai, do you want to avenge your good son-in-law? I, Guo Jia, are you here and let me deal with it."

Cai Yong stood up expressionlessly, came to a young man sitting in the front, and bowed: "General Yuan, this person is a criminal offender of the imperial court. Please deal with it impartially."

Guo Jia tilted his head and smiled unabatedly at General Yuan. He saw that he was so majestic and extraordinary. He immediately spoke, "General Yuan? Could it be Yuan Benchu ​​of the Yuan family?"

At this time, only Yuan Shao should be called General Yuan.

As Guo Jia expected, Yuan Shao stood up and bowed to Cai Yong and walked towards Guo Jia, with a contemptuous look on his face: "You are the imperial prisoner of the court, and you won't surrender!"

Seeing this moment, not only was there a pleasure on Cai Yong's face, but Cai Yan also looked at him with hatred.

Sure enough, there is no good banquet.

When Yuan Shao was five steps away from Guo Jia, Guo Jia said lightly: "Yuan Benchu, if you want to arrest me, go and ask Jian Shuo first, don't be so heroic and make yourself suffer a disaster."

Now Yuan Shao is the captain of the Sili School and is under the Xiyuan Army. The commander-in-chief of the Xiyuan Army is Jian Shuo, who was personally ordered by Emperor Ling of Han to take charge of Jian Shuo.

When Yuan Shao heard Jian Shuo's name, he stopped and his face was shocked and suspicious.

Today, I am making a name for Cai Yong? Capturing the Qin prisoner is not a matter of the Xiyuan Army! The army is named Wuming!

What's more, if they really offended Jian Shuo, the Yuan family could not afford the revenge of the eunuch party.

Originally, it was just joining in the fun, so why bother causing trouble?

After hesitating, Yuan Shao turned around and said to Cai Yong: "Mr. Cai, I'll go back and ask for instructions. If Lord Jian gives an order, I will definitely kill this son."

Guo Jia laughed at the sky again!

Yuan Shao and Yuan Benchu! Not worth mentioning!

Everyone looked at Guo Jia leaving in awe, and they were so angry that they gritted their teeth.

Cai Yan also gritted his gums and clenched his fists. When he turned his eyes, he saw the poems left by Guo Jia. He immediately picked up the paper of Cai Hou and chanted: "

Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand seeds in autumn.

There is no idle land in the world, and the farmer still starves to death.”

Everyone was stunned!

Who is Guo Jia scolding?

It is arguing that the gentry in the world cannot survive and it is simply a waste of conscience!

This is just the first poem, Cai Yan continues to read: "

A small official is a big official, and the meaning is happy.

If you can serve your parents like this, wouldn’t you become a filial son?”

Everyone was angry!

Guo Jia scolded the gentry again for being a corpse, and he could only please the people!

Cai Yan saw the excited crowd, but she still recited the last song: "

When a scholar is selected, he does not know how to write. When he observes filial piety and integrity, his father lives apart.

The cold is as clear as mud, and the Gaodiliang general is as timid as a rock."

The last song is already a nursery rhyme circulating among the people, but everyone has tacitly heard it. The last layer of fig leaf must always be hung with some face.

But Guo Jia still bluntly ridiculed and ridiculed these talented men who acted as filial and honest.
Chapter completed!