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After retreating to a safe distance, the man glanced at the big man in the north and said: "You are not particular about your manners! We are both scholars, so we should convince others with reasoning! You are too rude!"

The big man in the north also realized that he seemed to be losing his composure, but he still refused to accept it and said, "Who is being rude? I have always had a loud voice, can this be my fault?"

The short scholar came out again, first shook his head, and then said: "Your Majesty has been in Jingzhou for a while, but I have heard of Mr. Yang's name—how come I haven't seen it before? And recently The Spring Festival Poetry Festival is popular, but why don’t you see Young Master Yang and County Uncle Zhang mentioned by Xiongtai? On the contrary, our Young Master Zhao wrote a good poem, which is widely spread in Jingzhou!”

After saying this, he bowed to the table in front of Zhang Twelve and said, "Young Master Zhao, are you right?"

"Brother, it's amazing, it's amazing!"

Sitting beside the table was a man in black robes, holding a long fan, with a calm demeanor and a calm expression, he seemed like a genius!

"You are Mr. Zhao Qingfeng Zhao?"

After seeing the young master, the big man from the north, who was still stubborn just now, asked with some uncertainty.

"It's down!"

The man stood up and said with a smile, his temperament was excellent.

"........."

After hearing his name, everyone in the north fell silent.

The person opposite is Zhao Qingfeng, a well-known talented person in Jinling, he came to Jingzhou half a month ago, it coincided with many talented scholars and beauties in Jingzhou going on a spring trip, and often held spring poetry gatherings.

This Zhao Qingfeng wrote several good poems in succession there, severely defeating the talents of Jingzhou, no one could write better poems than him, this also made those talents of Jinling even more arrogant in Jingzhou - so what about Jingzhou?Isn't it better than our Mr. Zhao?
That's why I saw many northerners on this boat, so the short scholar deliberately provoked the conversation, just waiting for the northerners to take advantage of it!

Seeing that the big man in the north was dumbfounded after hearing Zhao Qingfeng's name, the short scholar was very happy, and then said: "As for Mr. Yang that brother said, it is not because he is afraid of our Mr. Zhao, so he dare not show his face. ?”

"........."

The northern man was silent again, how could he know why Yang Zexin didn't come out?

I am afraid that only Zhang Twelve knew that Yang Zexin was punished by the Tang Emperor by "not being able to become an official forever", and he was hit hard. He stayed at home obediently, otherwise he would have run out long ago!

Seeing that the northern man was silent, the short scholar continued: "If you want me to say, the northerners just ride horses and fight. As for the poems, they are really inferior to us in the south!"

Scanning for a week, seeing the smiles on the faces of the southern brothers and the downcast faces of the northerners, the short scholar was very proud: "Don't say it is Mr. Zhao, it is Mr. Hou Junting, the last of the "Four Talents of Jinling", who came to Jingzhou , must also be an existence that stands out from the crowd!"

"puff--"

Zhang Twelve, who was drinking tea, wanted to laugh a little after hearing the "Four Talents of Jinling", and kept holding back. After hearing the name "Hou Junting", he finally couldn't help it. Tea spouted out of my mouth...

Isn't this Hou Junting the dog leg who followed Li Qiubai to participate in the Liangzhou Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting?

Zhang Twelve doesn't know what Zhao Qingfeng's level is, and he hasn't paid attention to the outing poetry meeting, but Zhang Twelve has seen Hou Junting's strength.

How should I put it, at most he is just like Li Qiubai, so he is still one of the "Four Great Talents of Jinling"?
It seems that the level is not good!
Looking up, Zhang Twelve realized that everyone was looking at him, and immediately waved his hands: "Go on, go on—I just choked..."

"........."

Turning their eyes away from Zhang Twelve, everyone in the south looked down at the northerners with a sense of superiority in their hearts, as if saying: You are not as good as us, you are not as good as us!

"Haven't you heard of "However, it's a cool autumn" and "There's a beautiful person, like Qingyang"?"

The big northern man stopped talking, and another fat man walked out from the northerners, speaking neither humble nor overbearing.

"Can you southerners compose this kind of poetry?"

Seeing that the southerners were also questioned by this sentence, the fat man said proudly: "This poem was written by our county uncle Zhang! Don't say that you southerners can't write it, even people from other countries don't know much about it!" Can write poems of this level!"

After talking about the excitement, it was as if the poem was written by him.

The southerners were silent for a while, and then Zhao Qingfeng opened his mouth and said: "Zhao came here because he heard these two poems, but when he came to Jingzhou, why did he see Uncle Zhang at the poetry conference? "

Zhao Qingfeng was just throwing bricks to attract jade. As soon as he finished his first sentence, other southern talents found a breakthrough: "Yes! People who can write such excellent works must love poetry very much, but why don't they never participate in poetry meetings? "

"Oh, you don't know? I'm afraid I didn't write this poem, so how dare I display it in front of everyone?"

"Extremely! The poetry culture of the northerners is not as pure as ours in the south, and it contains too much utilitarianism! I'm afraid the county magistrate didn't ask someone to write it for himself in order to get ahead!"

The more these people said, the more outrageous they became, and they even attributed it to why the northerners were not as educated as the southerners. Not only the northerners present were angry, but even Zhang Twelve couldn't bear it!

Damn!I don't care if you quarrel!But it would be wrong to speak ill of Lao Tzu behind his back!
…………

Just when Zhang Twelve was about to get up and educate these people, he noticed that everyone who was tense just now looked behind him in unison.

Zhang Twelve turned around, only to realize that it was Mo Li who came in with Princess Yilan, and when these so-called talents had ever seen such an outstanding beauty, there were only two of them at once, so naturally they stopped arguing and showed their demeanor.

Because Zhang Twelve and the others were the first to board the boat, there were not many people who saw them at that time. After boarding the boat, they entered the box. At this time, everyone saw that there were two stunning beauties on board, and they were naturally excited. very.

When I came here at this time, I naturally wanted to eat.

Although there were not many people in the hall, there were no empty tables. Some had a table for two people, and some had a table for one person. At this moment, they all sat up straight, hoping that these two stunning women could sit beside them.

And Zhao Qingfeng was even more excited, because he found that since the two women entered the hall, they had been walking towards him without looking sideways!

Could it be that my popularity in Jingzhou is so strong that even such pretty women know me?

Zhao Qingfeng's heart was agitated, and at the same time, he stared away at the person who was at the same table with him - I want to have dinner with the young lady alone, so don't bother others!
Seeing the two women getting closer and closer to him, Zhao Qingfeng stood up consciously, with a smile on his face that he thought was charming, and at the same time stretched out his hand as an invitation gesture!

The next moment, he watched as the two stunning women walked up to him—the table in front of him stopped. No idea!

How could such a vulgar guy be favored by a beauty?

Could it be that all the young ladies now like this tune?
I can be rude too!
Zhao Qingfeng shouted silently in his heart, and then sat down with a sullen face, while those northerners who had been hurt by him just now laughed happily when they saw this scene: Ah, it's too embarrassing!
On the other hand, Zhang Twelve looked back at Zhao Qingfeng—and the people in the south behind him—with a humble face, and then said something that shocked everyone: "Dare to ask the two ladies, why are you sitting here with Xiaosheng?" What do you mean? Could it be that you see that Xiaosheng is shy, so you want to treat Xiaosheng to a good meal?"

"........."

Everyone was stunned: You're so shameless!
The corners of Du Lang and Lu San's eyes twitched: The young master seems to want to punish him again, let's mourn for that hapless guy for a few seconds...

Princess Yilan still had that indifferent look, but Mo Li was thinking about why this guy was going crazy, so she said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense and order!"

Everyone was stunned: This is also possible?

Zhang Twelve didn't feel dissatisfied with Mo Li's tone, nor did he feel blushed because of eating soft food from women—anyway, everyone including Zhao Qingfeng felt so...

I saw Zhang Twelve cheerfully said: "Since the girl is so bold, then give us a roast suckling pig!"

"Young master... no..."

The little Er on the boat replied in a low voice, he always felt that Zhang Twelve's behavior was not like a normal person, so it's better to be careful.

"What? No? Then have a roast duck!"

"Eh...Young Master...nor..."

"What? Not yet? What kind of broken place are you? What is the most expensive? Give it to me!"

"Back to my son, because the journey is quite long, the only thing prepared on board is noodles, and it is not expensive, a bowl costs only a dozen yuan. If you want to eat the dishes you mentioned, I am afraid that you will have to wait until the boat goes to the next one. The pier..."

Xiao Er shivered, but complained frantically in his heart: You think this is land, what do you want to eat?There is not even an egg here, so it would be nice to be able to eat...

"Only noodles? What kind of noodles do you have here? Tell you, my mouth is tricky, and I only eat long and wide ones. Do you have any?"

Zhang Twelve is very dissatisfied. There is nothing on this broken land!
"Yes, yes, yes! My son will take a look at our face, it must be long and wide!"

"Well, then give it to us! It's just a few tens of pennies, I'll pay you, sir! How can there be any reason for a woman to treat guests to dinner?"

As he spoke, he looked at everyone proudly, which naturally brought him deep contempt...

It is obvious that you want two girls to treat you to expensive food, but now you only have noodles, and you are acting like a good person—ah, I am!Shameless!
…………

The boat had been sailing for several hours, and everyone was hungry, so they also ordered noodles to eat.

Because of Zhang Twelve, the people from the north and the south, who were confronting each other just now, cleared up a little estrangement. Looking at Zhang Twelve, who was eating with the two women and devouring his meal, and didn't pay attention to his demeanor at all, he was amazed and despised...

"There are such brazen and shameless people in the world, it's a disgrace to gentleness!"

The short scholar who had previously confronted the big man from the north looked at Zhang Twelve while eating noodles, and said indignantly.

"Indeed! This man is so rude! Why don't I wait to have dinner with those two ladies, just because of his appearance—"

The northern man looked at Zhang Twelve's unusually handsome face after talking about this, and felt that he couldn't be attacked in terms of appearance, so he immediately changed his words: "Looking at how rude he is, he must be a poor student! It's a pity that I wait for a scholar and study hard for decades, but in the end I can't compare to a good skin!"

"Oh, women are so superficial!"

These words expressed the aspirations of a large group of people, and they all nodded in agreement.

"But judging from his appearance, he should be from the south, right?"

Someone said so.

Logically speaking, this should be a compliment to southerners. After all, just because a person is good-looking, it is said that this person is a southerner. Isn't it an affirmation of the appearance of a southerner?
But the southerners were not proud of these words, instead they immediately fought back: "No, no! Look at how tall this man is, and how rude he is when he eats—he must be a northerner!"

"He's from the South!"

"He must be from the North!"

"He's a Southerner!"

"He must be from the North..."

"........."

Ever since, a group of people have been arguing endlessly over the issue of Zhang Twelve's identity, and they are all ashamed of being from the same place as Zhang Twelve. For Zhang Twelve, this is really a sad thing...

…………

After eating the noodles, Zhang Twelve walked out of the hall, and Princess Yilan and Mo Li naturally followed him out.

The people who were still arguing just now were even more shocked when they saw this scene: After eating, they led the two women away?Didn't he go back to his room to do that?

Thinking of this situation, everyone became even more uneasy. Two bowls of noodles can handle two beauties?

This... It's not fair to step on a horse!
Only Zhao Qingfeng was relatively calm, looking at the direction where Zhang Twelve left, a little gloomy.

He was not as impetuous as the people around him. When Zhang Twelve and the others were eating, he had been watching there. Although they didn't talk much, but from the comparison of their eyes, Zhao Qingfeng felt that they should have known each other for a long time!

Especially when the two women appeared, followed by two servant-like people, he was still curious: the two women were outside, shouldn't they be followed by maids?

It wasn't until he watched the two of them leave with Zhang Twelve that he realized: These two boys belong to him!Then he and those two women naturally knew each other!
Oh, it's ridiculous to be treated like a monkey by people!

However, he did have some interest in those two women, especially the woman with an indifferent expression. Sitting there, she seemed to have a feeling of detachment, which was fascinating...

It's just that there is such an annoying person next to them, this is a bit tricky...

But he is not in a hurry, the road is still long, and they are also going to Jinling, as long as they arrive in Jinling, it is their own territory, and they have to listen to themselves...

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingfeng grinned coldly...

(End of this chapter)