Eight Young Masters of Yang Family Generals

Most of the poems and songs about flowers in the past and present have plum as their theme, or praise its charm, or praise its appearance, or praise its elegant style, or praise its dignified integrity.Li Feiyan's just-written poem chanting plums undoubtedly praises the noble character of Yangmeihua, which is proud but does not compete with others.Especially the last two sentences "Yumei thanked Houyang and came, scattered and fragrant in spring" was just the finishing touch, which made the officials and talents in the hall couldn't help admiring.

Yang Yanrong has always despised these poets who use things as metaphors. Many frustrated literati cannot find spiritual satisfaction in reality, so they pin everything on landscapes and poems.Pretending to be noble and serious, don't you think those who can compare Li Feiyan's poetry and prose in this hall are not the current literati?

Yang Yanrong smiled coldly, and continued to tease the beauty in his arms, but his eyes were constantly paying attention to the situation in the field.

"Miss Li, this old man is also honored to compose a poem. I would like to invite Miss Li and everyone in the hall to taste it!" A thin old man stood up and bowed to everyone in the hall.Yang Yanrong couldn't help being taken aback when he saw it, wasn't he?Seeing that you are not fifty, you are sixty, right?Want to compete for the crown jewel?Li Feiyan is more or less your granddaughter.Yang Yanrong shook his head, despising this old guy even more.But I heard him chant: "I received tribute from the woodcutter earlier, and Chunlan visited the old alliance. Xie Ting praised the things, and Chu Ze picked up the name. Cangyu cut Guiying, red sandalwood contains yingying. Xi Nu cultivates artifice, and moss grows fine. "

"Master Wang is doing well! You really deserve to be a master in the literary world!" A middle-aged fat man with a fat head and big ears stood up and applauded loudly, but he did not expect to make everyone laugh unanimously, even Li Feiyan. He kept his mouth shut.Seeing this guy's appearance, Yang Yanrong was almost overwhelmed by him. You are also a literati?It can't be the butcher who buys pork on the street, can it?

"Hehe, you're welcome, you're welcome, thank you, thank you!" Mrs. Wang narrowed her eyes, looked at the man, immediately closed her eyes, and clasped her fists and said, "It turns out that the boss is here! Wu has lost his way, forgive me, forgive me !"

Unexpectedly, Yang Yanrong really guessed right, that fat man is really a pork seller, because he has made some money buying meat these years, he is a little envious of those literati, thinking that his son is also 12 years old, yes It shouldn't be that he should learn some skills, so as not to become a butcher like Lao Tzu in the future.So he invited the best master in Youzhou City, that is, the Mr. Wang in front of him, to be a teacher for his son.

The so-called man becomes bad when he has money, although this butcher is also considered to be a little rich.But who wouldn't want to have a beautiful woman?As soon as he heard that Li Feiyan had come to Zhongxiang Pavilion to be the oiran, his heart became alive, and he tried to try his luck to see if he could embrace the beauty.Although it can only be a good night, if you can kiss a beautiful woman, wouldn't it be a great thing in life?Even when you get old in the future, in retrospect, you can also brag to others: Do you know Li Feiyan?I had a one-night relationship with her back then!

Li Feiyan opened his mouth lightly, and said slightly: "Master Wang's poem about plum blossoms is also well done! The so-called writing expresses the truth, and things express ambition. Master Wang is intoxicated with plum blossoms, which makes people admire!"

Mrs. Wang himself also knows that although his poem is good, it is just a poem about plum blossoms, and it falls behind Li Feiyan's previous poem which used plums as metaphors!With a smile, he chatted and laughed with everyone.Apparently, he also knew that Li Feiyan didn't like his poems.

Yang Yanrong looked back and saw that the second elder brother Wu Meicun he just met was eager to try, so he smiled and said, "Could it be that the second elder brother also has a good work? Then what are you waiting for, come out and let this beauty take a look, maybe you You can also be the guest of honor!"

Chen Shouzheng echoed: "What the third brother said really touched my heart. If any of us three brothers can embrace a beauty, I will remember to invite the brothers to drink later."

After the two said this, Wu Meicun became more courageous, clasped his fists and said: "Okay, then I will go up. If I can't do it, big brother, third brother, you can continue to come, we must take this Miss Li tonight." It cannot be taken away."

Wu Meicun's words attracted the attention of the talented scholars around, and they echoed in unison: "Go, go!"

Li Feiyan turned her eyes, and obviously found Yang Yanrong's table.Suddenly there was a slight frown on the brows. Since she came, everyone in the hall consciously put down the beauties around them, for fear of causing her displeasure. He didn't even look at himself, just teasing the woman sitting on his lap.Ever since Li Feiyan's reputation spread, no one had ever treated her like this.Thinking of this, the arrogance in Li Feiyan's heart rose!He didn't even look at him at the moment, and turned to Wu Meicun who stood up again.

"Young Master, do you have any good poems about plums? Please come and let everyone comment!" Li Feiyan said with a smile, her voice was soft and pleasant.The so-called beauties: take flowers as their appearance, birds as their voice, the moon as their god, willows as their posture, jade as their bones, ice and snow as their skin, autumn water as their posture, and poetry as their heart.The hands are like catkins, the skin is like creamy fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a gourd rhinoceros, the head of a moth is like a moth, and the eyebrows are so charming!Looking forward to the beautiful eyes!This is simply a true portrayal of this Li Feiyan!

Although Yang Yanrong didn't look at her clearly, he still kept peeking with squinted eyes.After all, the woman in front of me is so similar to the one in her previous life!

Although Wu Meicun is very coquettish in front of her own people, but in front of the jade man, she pretends to be an upright gentleman. Even Yang Yanrong thinks why this guy has changed his temper?If I didn't know him before, I'm afraid I really thought this guy was a well-educated and talented man in the world.

Wu Meicun smiled slightly, clasped his fists in a salute, and said: "Even so, Wu is not talented, but he can sing a song." He left the table, took a few steps lightly, and slowly chanted: "Your Majesty Lamei Flowers, fragrant to the golden bottle and drunk to the sunset. Leaning on the east wind alone is like a dream, and a branch of spring looks like someone else's house."

"Good poem!" Yang Yanrong praised loudly!Whether he is good or bad, even if he is his companion, even if he leads a dog to bark a few times, Yang Yanrong will still call him "good poem".

"Good poetry, good poetry, really good poetry!" Seeing his third brother clapping his hands, Chen Shouzheng quickly agreed.

There were many knowledgeable people in the hall, and when they saw that this handsome young man really wrote a good poem, they also praised him loudly.

Wu Meicun didn't expect that he would draw so many praises for his writing just before the letter, and he was very proud of himself.You must know that the people who can sit here are either rich or noble, or they are literati who have been immersed in it for more than ten years. Even if there are soy saucers like the fat butcher and Mr. Wang, everyone is a discerning person.Didn't you see that Mr. Wu was sitting at the place closest to Li Feiyan's seat?And that Chen Shouzheng is the son of Chen Tingyan, governor of Youzhou, most people know him, how can someone who can sit with this Chen Shouzheng have such a bad status?If anyone wants to find fault, say clearly that this poem is not well written, and if Chen Shouzheng is missed, I'm afraid there will be no good fruit to eat.

Because of this mentality, it received rave reviews for a while.

This poem can be regarded as a good one, and its artistic conception is a step higher than that written by Mrs. Wang just now, but it still doesn't meet Li Feiyan's intentions.Although she lives in the world, she has a wide range of knowledge, outstanding literary talent, and refined appearance. The princes and grandchildren around her, talented men and beautiful women are like crucian carp in a river, but so far there is no one who can fall into her eyes.She took a look at Wumei Village, and said slightly: "Young Master Wu's poem about plum blossoms uses scenery as a poem, and it expresses good literary talent. The little girl really admires it."

Wu Meicun's face froze when he heard the words, and he shook his head secretly. It seems that he still failed to win Li Feiyan's favor!

Chen Shouzheng smiled wryly, pulled Wu Meicun over, and comforted him: "If this Li Feiyan is so easy to get along with, he would have been married long ago. Don't worry about the second brother."

Wu Meicun, on the other hand, chuckled, waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay, there are so many literati here, and there are so many masters here, how can I be the only one? Big brother, third brother, you go up and try."

Chen Shouzheng said with a smile: "I'd better forget about it. It's good to ask me to read a few poems and comment on a few poems. If you ask me to write poems, it's difficult for me." He turned his eyes, looked at Yang Yanrong, and said: "Third brother, why don't you give it a try?"

Yang Yanrong smiled lightly and said, "Elder brother isn't going, what should I do? Besides, I'm not very interested in this kind of thing. Come on, let's drink. I never thought that I could have an authentic concubine laugh here. Really rare."

Chen Shouzheng glanced at the third brother, and said in surprise: "It seems that the third brother has a lot of research on wine! He can drink it in one sip. This is the concubine's smile."

Yang Yanrong chuckled, and said: "To be honest, I have so much wine in my house that I can't finish it. However, this wine is only a defective product. If the concubine laughs, it will be delicious."

"Oh? Third brother, can't you laugh after drinking the peerless concubine? It is said that this kind of wine is worth thousands of gold, and it is the best wine in the world. Although I grew up in Shangjing, I have only heard of its name, and I have never even seen it. I didn't expect the third brother to be able to drink it, I really envy my brother! It's a pity that this peerless concubine was born in the Southern Dynasty and was controlled by Song Man, so I can only think about it." Wu Meicun said, feeling very regretful Very much, I can't wait to go to Songjing to taste it immediately.

Yang Yanrong smiled and said: "There will be a chance! Maybe you will be able to drink it soon!"

The three of them were chatting here, discussing fine wine, but they turned a blind eye to the gifted poets in the hall, only heard the constant applause, Yang Yanrong and the others ignored it, just drinking fine wine and touching beauties.In the words of Yang Yanrong, there is a delicacy on the table that can be seen and eaten, but there is an even more delicious delicacy on the other side of the mountain, but it can be seen or eaten. Which one should we choose?Of course, choose the one that can be seen and eaten.After hearing the third brother's words, Chen Shouzheng and Wu Meicun deeply agreed, and they stopped competing with those literati for the top prize.For a while, the three of them chatted happily at the table, but Li Feiyan was forgotten.

Li Feiyan glanced at Yang Yanrong's table from time to time, her heart was about to burst into flames, but she still had to put on a smile on her face, and kept discussing poems with everyone.

"Mr. Zhao's line 'Dark fragrance can't stay, trouble is the spring breeze' is really wonderful. There is not a word in the whole poem that contains plums, but it can make people see plums everywhere. It is really brilliant!" Li said. Fei Yan smiled at Yan Yan, admiring the unattractive young gentleman sitting in the seat, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao's talent is the only one Fei Yan has ever seen in his life. Toast a glass of thin wine to show respect, and please don't take it, Mr. Zhao." Good refusal!" Li Feiyan said, but she actually poured a glass of wine and brought it to Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao was between 25 and [-] years old, short and thin, with a dark complexion, he was really not surprising.When he saw that Miss Li really brought him a glass of wine, he was immediately flattered, got up quickly and said, "Thank you!", took the wine and drank it down.

Of course Yang Yanrong also saw it, so he smiled and said: "Young Master Zhao, you have won the favor of a beauty now, I am afraid that tonight's oiran must be you. The so-called 'the spring is warm and the lotus is in the face of the common people, and the beauty is like the ecstasy of the jade king'." Mr. Zhao , what are you waiting for? Hurry up and go in with the beauty in your arms!"

Mr. Zhao's face turned red immediately, and he smiled and said: "This brother is joking, Mr. Zhao is just admiring Miss Li's literary talent, nothing else, brother, please don't talk nonsense, lest you offend the beauty."

Everyone in the hall laughed out loud, that Mr. Zhao was even more unbearable, his face flushed red.

Li Feiyan couldn't bear it anymore, stared at Yang Yanrong, and said indifferently: "This young master is so rude. Today is the day of poetry and essays, and it is bound to be a good story. But I didn't expect that there would be more ordinary people like you. What a shame! Lost interest."

quiet!There was complete silence in the hall.It is said that Li Feiyan is very well-mannered and never gets angry with others. Even if someone wants to stalk her, she has always politely refused, but she did not expect to get so angry today. It seems that this white-clothed The young master really angered her.

Wu Meicun was also taken aback, pulled Yang Yanrong, and said in a low voice: "Third brother, why did you anger Miss Li? You really shouldn't! However, you can say that she lost her temper, and it is really for the sake of it." We brothers have lost face, I have never heard of Li Feiyan getting angry at anyone! It's amazing!"

Yang Yanrong was stunned, thinking that the second elder brother couldn't see through him and wanted to teach him a lesson, but he didn't expect him to change the subject and praise himself again, he couldn't help crying and laughing.

Chen Shouzheng also raised his thumb and praised: "To you, third brother, I have to obey you!"

The chill on Li Feiyan's face became even stronger. When I said him like this, this white-clothed scholar actually didn't listen. She took a few steps and walked in front of Yang Yanrong, scolding: "You are not welcome here, get out immediately! "

Yang Yanrong chuckled, put the cup in his hand on the table, pushed Xiaolu up in his arms, took out an ingot of silver from his arms, and put it on the table with a snap.In the eyes of everyone, ingots of silver continued to pile up one after another, and at the end, they took out a large stack of silver bills and threw them on the table.