Feng Heming

Chapter 27 Fighting Art【Wei Xiaosi and Choi Plus】

"Hahaha Lu Sanlang has already said so, so let me start by throwing bricks and attracting jade."

Another young man spoke, and everyone followed the prestige, and saw the young man with a handsome face and a kind of nobility on his body, sitting alone behind a desk, facing the eyes of everyone, he was also contented, without any nervousness.

"Hey, it's Wang Jia Dalang, Mr. Jin, who is known as one of the five handsome men in the capital."

Cui Yaniang whispered in Jiang Yuanxi's ear.

Jiang Yuanxi naturally knew the five handsome men in the capital. The five handsome men were noble sons with five surnames. One was Wang Xingjin from the Wang family in Taiyuan, the second was Lu Zijin from the Lu family in Fanyang, the third was Cui Yushu from the Cui family in Qinghe, and the fourth was Zheng Hean from the Zheng family in Xingyang. The fifth is Li Zhongwen of the Li family in Longxi.

Lu Zijin from the Lu family was the first one to stand up and say that it was going to be lively at the beginning.

On such an occasion, naturally only the son of the aristocratic family who is also one of the five surnames speaks out first.

And those present who can handle several cases alone are all people with the highest status.

Lu Zijin smiled slightly, and raised his hand towards Wang Xingjin, "Wang Dalang, there are many young ladies watching here, don't be ashamed."

From Lu Zijin's unabashed jokes, it was known that the two had a good personal relationship.

Wang Xingjin was not angry either, he pondered for a while, and then said again, "Paper and pen!"

Immediately there were servants from the Li family waiting here to prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Wang Xingjin dipped the pen and ink, and wrote on the paper in one go.

When he finished writing, many people looked at him, wanting to know what Mr. Jin, one of the five handsome men, wrote.

Wang Xingjin waited for the ink to dry, then waved his hand, and then his elder brother picked up the rice paper and faced Lu Zijin's direction.

"Jiang Que Ya, it's the time of spring.

When the person's day, the birth of Fangyi.

Xianggong pot and elegant emblem are famous for their beauty, and they have no disadvantages in virtue.

Deeply honored and honored, the golden palace feasts.

The atmosphere is harmonious and pleasant.

Xianjun Ximu should sing Ernan poems.

Tianxinxi, Jinyan Kai.

The whole family plays the shengxiao, and at the birthday celebration, I wish to be as good as the mountain.

It is often offered every year, and the Lord of the Ming Dynasty forbids it. "

Lu Zijin read it sentence by sentence, and finally shook his head and sighed with a smile, "It's such a good hand in "Longevity Immortal Prompt Shooting" (Note 1), and you have taken the lead again."

This is a birthday poem, which is not only suitable for the occasion, but also allows you to brush up your talent and calligraphy in front of Jiuqing.

Wang Xingjin smiled, and told the servants of Li's family, "This is the handwriting written by the boy, please show it to the Taiwei, and ask the old man to point out the boy's handwriting."

If another person said that, the servants of the Li family might not be willing to glance at it, but when the person who ordered so became the son of the Wang family in Taiyuan, the servants of the Li family bowed slightly, held the letter with both hands, and stepped back. .

Others are not in the mood to write poems for the time being. They all know that Wang Xingjin's so-called throwing bricks to attract jade does not mean writing birthday poems, but telling the Taiwei and other Jiuqing through his own words that these young people are here to compare High or low, I hope that Jiuqing will be right.

In case they are having fun here, but Jiuqing doesn't know about it, wouldn't it be winking to the blind?
Of course, as the person who rushed into the trap for everyone, Wang Xingjin took the first step to grab Jiuqing's attention, which is also due.

It just depends on whether Jiuqing is interested in talking to young people like them.

After a while, the servant of the Li family came back with an empty hand, obviously Wang Xingjin's writing had been left by Li Taiwei.

After the servant of the Li family came back, he stood in the field and said loudly: "Young Master Jin's handwriting has been circulated in the hands of the Patriarch, and the Patriarch praised that his handwriting is penetrating to the wood, penetrating the back of the paper, the writing is windy and thunderous, and majestic. Given time, it may not be possible to become a great master.

In addition, according to the order of the head of the family, because you know that the lords and young ladies are here to show their strengths, the head of the house will watch one or two nearby with the heads of the house such as Jiang Taifu and Cui Da Sikong. It will be enshrined before the owner's case. "

As soon as these words fell, there was a bang in the field.

Not only Li Taiwei, but even other Jiuqings came to observe them nearby, why didn't this excite these young people?
In case of falling into the eyes of a certain tycoon, entering the court and becoming an official is only a matter of a word, now, anyone with a little ambition will start to move around.

Many people looked at each other, all afraid of the second person who stood up.

Wang Xingjin was one of the five handsome men in the capital, they couldn't compare, but they couldn't let others take the second place.

You know, it is very likely that Li Taiwei and other Jiuqing are watching them somewhere nearby.

The cherry blossoms are slowly falling, and in the garden full of fragrance, there is a kind of tense momentum silently.

It was a sweet and crisp voice that tore through this momentum.

"Mr. Jin has already shown his skills just now, and it's time for our little lady next. Zheng Sanniang is not talented, and I would like to play a song for everyone."

The person who said this was a little lady who was sitting next to Cui Yaniang several desks away. She was the daughter of the Zheng family in Xingyang, the third in the family.

She has a delicate face, a smile on her face, and she has a decent girly look in every move, but she speaks with an unquestionable tone. It is obvious that this is a young girl who is very confident in herself and has a strong personality. lady.

Otherwise, why would they fight in this kind of situation where young men are fighting for the top? It is clear that they are not willing to let the gentlemen dominate.

Not mentioning Zheng Sanniang's wealth and background, just because she is such a delicate little lady, other gentlemen would not be able to refute her face. It just so happened that she interrupted, but on the contrary, it just rightly reconciled the undercurrent of the gentlemen.

So many gentlemen spoke out one after another, all of them smiled and listened attentively.

The corner of Zheng Sanniang's mouth curled up, and she winked at her maid, and when she washed her hands, the maid also brought her pipa over.

Zheng Sanniang took the pipa, raised her bare hands lightly, and a majestic and atmospheric tone rang out.

Jiang Yuanxi closed his eyes, listening to the song "Sunset Xiaogu" quietly, as if spring river tides, river trees and flower forests, moon rising and moon setting appeared in front of his eyes, vast and deep, quiet and beautiful.

At the end of the song, Zheng Sanniang said softly: "Sanniang has made a fool of herself."

"clap clap"

Wang Xingjin applauded and praised: "The lingering sound of this song is really clear and pleasing to the ear."

Zheng Sanniang hugged the pipa and nodded slightly, "Young Master Jin is absurd."

Although the words were modest, there was confidence on his face, and he obviously felt that he deserved such praise.

Wang Xingjin smiled slightly, looking at Zheng Sanniang with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Others also praised a lot, and Zheng Sanniang would not refuse anyone who came, and accepted them one by one.

Therefore, the order in which Mr. Yilang and Mrs. Yilang and Mrs. Xiao took turns to show their talents was also determined.

The field became lively in an instant, everyone tried their best to express themselves, everyone wanted to show their best side, in order to catch the eyes of the giant Jiuqing.

In an attic next to the garden, Grandpa Cui looked at the Dou Yi in the garden, and turned his gaze to an old man sitting opposite.

"Brother Jiang, how come your family doesn't have a junior who comes out to compete? Even my Yaniang played a song."

Jiang Taifu replied unhurriedly: "Recently, the juniors in my family have been dishonest, so I dare not make a fool of myself here."

other people:"."

What a giant of Jiuqing who opened his eyes and told nonsense!

Note 1: Song Dynasty, Cao Xun, "Longevity Immortal Promotion"

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