Eight Young Masters of Yang Family Generals

Li Fei was so angry that his eyes seemed to burst into flames, and he asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

Yang Yanrong smiled and said: "Do you know what this is? Silver, what I have is money. It is said that if you have money, you are the uncle, and if you have no money, you are the grandson. Why do you want to drive me out? Are all these fragrant pavilions opened by your family?"

"Extremely vulgar!" Li Feiyan became even angrier, squeezed out four words from between his teeth, and walked away.

Yang Yanrong laughed loudly, and said: "Pretend to be noble in front of me. Now that I have come to the Fragrance Pavilion, women are here to sell and men are here to buy. Is this also called vulgarity?"

Li Feiyan walked a few steps, suddenly startled, what happened to me?Why should I go?Thinking this way, he turned around and walked back.Looking at Yang Yanrong with a sneer, he said, "Apart from being rich, what else do you have? You're just a worthless idiot! You can stay here if you want!"

Yang Yanrong laughed again, and said: "You actually called me an idiot? When did I become an idiot? Is it true that rich people are idiots? It's really funny."

Li Feiyan snorted, with frost on her pretty face, and said in a serious tone: "Since you are not an idiot, then you can also write some poems about plum blossoms, and if you can sing some elegant poems, I will So I apologize to you and take back the words that you are an idiot, how about it?"

Yang Yanrong let out a sigh, and said disdainfully: "Poems about plum blossoms? What's so difficult about it? Let alone a few poems, I can make dozens or hundreds of them, and they are much better than your master. Believe it or not?"

This time, everyone in the hall was shocked, thinking, this person is too crazy, right?Dozens, hundreds of poems, I feel dizzy when I think about it. If I can write one, it will be very talented.

The disdain in Li Feiyan's eyes grew stronger, and she sneered, "If you can write a few poems, I'll pour wine for you."

Wu Meicun and Chen Shouzheng looked at each other, secretly thought it was bad, why did the third brother piss off Li Feiyan?And what you said is a bit too big, if you can't do it in a while, I'm afraid you will lose face!Hurrying to touch Yang Yanrong's hand, Chen Shouzheng whispered, "Third Brother, why do you have to be as knowledgeable as women? You've humiliated your status. Otherwise, let's go now!"

"Yes, yes, third brother, I think it's better for us to leave early!" Wu Meicun didn't believe that the third brother from this giant merchant's family could write any good poems, so he followed suit.

Yang Yanrong waved his hands and said with a smile, "It's okay!" He looked at Li Feiyan who was glaring at him, and said, "Miss Li, didn't everyone come here tonight to compete for the crown prince? Why is it related to Shiwen again?" Let’s go together? Does it mean that the poems I made are better than yours, so I can be your guest of honor?”

Li Feiyan didn't have this intention at first, but just wanted to meet friends through literature in the Fragrance Pavilion. I don't know who spread the word, saying that he wanted to use poems as a guide here, so that many talents would compete for the top prize.Later, when she saw more and more people coming, and most of them were famous people in Youzhou City, she was secretly crying in her heart, but she couldn't say it out.Seeing this young man in white asking now, he said coldly: "That's right! So what? Do you think you can win the oiran by yourself?"

"Okay!" Yang Yanrong clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Since Miss Li, you have admitted it, then I will fight for the oiran. You'd better get ready, wash your body in a while, and wait for me, haha!"

As soon as Li Feiyan's words came out, she secretly regretted that the things that had never been seen before became true after she said them.Now even if I want to refute, I have no choice.Even if this boy in white can't get the oiran today, someone in the hall will naturally win the first place. Could it be that I, Li Feiyan, lost my innocence because of this vulgar person?Looking at the ugly Mr. Zhao before, Li Feiyan was so uncomfortable that he almost wanted to hit the wall. If he gave his body to that person, he would be better off dead.

When everyone in the hall heard this, it turned out that this matter was true, and they couldn't help cheering, thinking that this young man in white is really a wonderful person.It turned out that everyone still had doubts, but now it's over, Miss Li is really going to be the oiran, if anyone can compete for the oiran, wouldn't it be a good thing?Seeing Li Feiyan's peerless appearance, everyone in the hall became active, and they must compose a few good poems in a while to convince Li Feiyan.

Yang Yanrong's words made Li Fei even more fuming. Tears were spinning in his eyes, but they refused to fall.

"My lord, please recite some of your poems!" Li Fei gritted her teeth and said bitterly.

"By the broken bridge outside the post, there is no one left alone. It's already dusk to worry about alone, with the wind and rain. I don't want to fight for the spring, let the crowds be jealous, and the pieces are turned into mud and dust, only the fragrance is the same as before." Yang Yanrong chanted slowly. Here comes Lu You's poem chanting plums. Anyway, Lu You hasn't been born yet, so it's not a crime to plagiarize your poem.

Lu You loved plums all his life, chanted plums, and used plums as a metaphor for himself.He praised Mei as "the one with the strongest integrity among flowers", and he is like Mei's bosom friend and the incarnation of Mei.This poem can really be regarded as a representative work among Lu You's chanting plums, even in the history of literature, it is a rare and superior work.But how do people in this era know this?

Li Feiyan was stunned, Wu Meicun, Chen Shouzheng were also stunned, and Mr. Zhao and the whole hall were stunned. As soon as this poem came out, it immediately replaced the previous poems about plums written by those people. He stepped on his foot hard.Whether it is style or artistic conception, this poem chanting plums can be called the best.

"Good poems, good poems! Third brother, you write good poems! Plum blossoms are so quiet and elegant, they stand above all other flowers, but now they are blooming outside the inn in the countryside, next to the dilapidated "Broken Bridge", Naturally, there are few people, lonely, cold, and neglected. From the first sentence, we can know that it is neither a plum in the government, nor a plum in a famous garden, but a "wild plum" growing in a remote suburb. It doesn’t get the care it deserves, and no one appreciates it. With the metabolism of the four seasons, it blooms silently and withers silently. It’s all in vain, looking around blankly——who would take a look, It is a plum without an owner..." When Chen Shouzheng commented on the poems, it turned out to be like the water of the Yellow River, surging continuously. up.

Chen Shouzheng commented for a long time, and finally sighed: "Third brother, you refer to plum blossoms as people, and the last sentence has the power to carry the tripod. Zuochen's bleakness, desolation, and sorrow are all thrown into the sky. The poem expresses the tone of loneliness and self-admiration, desolation and depression." He patted Yang Yanrong's shoulder and said with emotion: "Third brother, others look down on you, But my big brother is your best brother, your best friend, and your poems are also the best."

Wu Meicun also woke up from the shock, and sighed: "The third brother is talented, I have to obey for my brother!"

Yang Yanrong chuckled, and said, "I did it indiscriminately, and everyone laughed at me."

"Great talent! I heard this poem about plums from you today, so I realized that I'm really ignorant, and I will definitely ask my brother for advice in the future!" That Mr. Zhao walked slowly, bowed to Yang Yanrong's long body, and praised : "Once this poem chanting plums comes out, I will never write plum poems again."

In Li Feiyan's heart, she really wanted to rush up and kick this guy fiercely. He was obviously a talented man, but he wanted to pretend to be an ordinary person and put himself in it.This poem is indeed much higher in artistic conception and style than the plum chanting poem I wrote just now.Are you really going to lose to him?No, I can't just lose like this. Well, didn't he say that he could write dozens, hundreds of poems?Hmph, I'll let you do it. Anyway, you said this, but it has nothing to do with me.

Li Feiyan thought about it, and said lightly: "This poem is really good, son, can't you still write dozens of poems? Then please come quickly and let everyone appreciate it!"

Seeing Li Feiyan's expression, Yang Yanrong knew that she was pretending to be calm. She smiled secretly and said without saying anything, "The wind and rain bring spring back, and the snow welcomes spring. It's already a cliff with hundreds of feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches." She doesn't compete for spring, she just announces the arrival of spring. When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she laughs in the bushes."

Everyone saw that the young man in white sang another excellent poem, and the styles of the two poems were completely different. Mei's poems are different.

Hearing that Yang Yanrong wrote two articles in a row, everyone in the hall could not understand that this person is definitely the most talented person in the world.There is no one here who can compare with it.

Li Feiyan was so anxious that she was on the verge of crying, what to do, what to do, this guy is so talented, I can't compare with him at all, looking at his confident appearance, maybe he can really compose dozens of songs in one go Come.In ancient times, there was Cao Zhi who made poems in seven steps. Is there more of him who can make poems today?

Without waiting for Li Feiyan to speak, Yang Yanrong chanted again: "All the fragrances shake off the lonely beauty, occupying the small garden. The sparse shadows are horizontal and the water is clear and shallow, and the dark fragrance is floating at the moon dusk. The frost birds steal their eyes first when they want to go down, and the pink butterflies It's like knowing how to break the soul together. Fortunately, there is a small chant to meet each other, and you don't need to be good at sharing the golden cup."

The beauty of this poem lies in the fact that it ignores the shape and traces of the flowers, and concentrates on the freehand brushwork to express the spirit. Therefore, the brushwork used to highlight the plum blossoms from all angles is used to render the pure and pure character of the plum blossoms.

Li Feiyan was so sad that he almost vomited blood. This guy's poems about plum blossoms are getting better and better, especially the last one, which has become the swan song of plum blossoms.She couldn't bear to spoil the atmosphere.

Yang Yanrong said with a smile: "Miss Li, I can write a lot of plum blossom poems. Do you want me to write a few more?"

Li Feiyan sighed, glanced at Yang Yanrong, did not speak, poured a glass of wine, put it in front of him, bowed Yingying, and said: "Feiyan judges people by their appearance, and mistakenly regards a superior as an ordinary person. What happened today is something that Fei Yan will remember forever. This glass of thin wine is Fei Yan's sincere apology to Mr. Sir! Please don't worry about it!"

Yang Yanrong laughed, picked up the wine glass, raised his neck and drank it.

Li Feiyan suddenly remembered what she said before, blushed and gritted her teeth, and said again: "Today, the gentleman used the poem as an introduction, and won the oiran. The little girl will enter the room to take a bath and change clothes. Please wait a moment, sir."

Yang Yanrong shook his head, chuckled, and said, "I'm really sorry, I'm not free today!" As he spoke, he pushed the pile of silver on the table, and said, "All the people who are here today are invited by me." Let's enjoy it to your heart's content!", after a wink at Chen Shouzheng and Wu Meicun, the two understood, stood up one after another, and left together.

Li Feiyan's face turned pale suddenly, she didn't expect that she posted it upside down, and this person didn't even want it, it really trampled her self-esteem and self-confidence to the bottom of her feet.

Yang Yanrong's move was really beautiful, even if it spreads in the future, there will only be people who will praise Yang Yanrong's noble character. He has already won, but he let the opponent go.But Li Feiyan didn't think so, it was obvious that she looked down on her.Do you look down on me just because I am a prostitute?For a while, Li Feiyan stood there in a daze, and the tears finally couldn't hold back anymore.

The people in the hall saw this wonderful poetry competition, and they all felt that the trip was worthwhile!Seeing Li Feiyan's pitiful appearance, I couldn't bear it, but everyone couldn't find anything to comfort her, so they left quietly.After a while, all the people in the hall left completely.

Li Feiyan looked at the pile of money on the table, suddenly shouted angrily, pushed the table away, and ran away crying...

"Haha, third brother, you are so talented! You have convinced that arrogant Li Feiyan. As far as I know, Li Feiyan has never been the only one who refuses men, and I have never heard of it. Is there any man who would refuse Li Feiyan, let's go, I am so happy tonight, let's go drink!" Wu Meicun laughed loudly, and walked shoulder to shoulder with Yang Yanrong and Chen Shouzheng on the street, talking to each other from time to time. He peeked at the beauties on the street, causing passers-by to stare sideways.

"Looking at these three bastards, it's not a good thing. Pooh!"

"Hush, keep your voice down, you don't want to kill yourself! Do you know who that person is? That's the son of Governor Chen. If he hears about it, you might be killed."

"Cut! I'm not afraid of him, the whole family are traitors! Hmph, you bastards who help the Khitan people!"

"Go, go, he's here."

"Hey, don't pull me!"

Chen Shouzheng said angrily: "This man is too irritating. My father is an upright official. Although he works for the Khitan people, he has always defended us Han people."

Yang Yanrong smiled and said, "What do they know? What happened to the Khitan people? What happened to the Han people? Aren't they all human? Let's find a place to drink and go to your big brother's house to see beautiful women in a while."

"Hehe, he really is a fellow of the same path..."

Because of the red envelopes and gold medals given by an enthusiastic book friend, I will add two more chapters. Now everyone knows that I have combined two chapters into one chapter. It is a big chapter of 08 words. Let everyone read it. Refreshingly, I don’t go to work today, so I have enough time. At about 30:[-], the last chapter of [-] words will be out by [-]:[-] at the latest!