Literati Sanctification

Chapter 329 Mid-Autumn Festival
Heng Xiulin noticed the look in Li Susu's eyes, and nodded directly at her, signaling that she needn't feel guilty, anyway, Heng Xiulin didn't care about anything at all. After the gesture, Heng Xiulin turned his head and sat back again. to the position.

The other people on the side, like Heng Xiulin, sat on the table at this time, and Nan Gongyu at the bottom, at this time, had already finished calling their names, and they were standing there like this, but they were a little self-conscious. It's boring.

"Brother Heng, I didn't expect that when you first came to this imperial city, you would be subjected to such birdishness."

Zhu Yingcai on the side seemed a little angry at this moment. After pouring Heng Xiulin a glass of wine, he said in an annoyed voice. It's not very good.

However, Heng Xiulin didn't do what he thought. Hearing Zhu Yingcai's words, Heng Xiulin shook his head directly, indicating that he was fine.

From time to time, there were complaints from other literati, and the words were basically too much, bullying, etc. It seemed that they were aggrieved at the moment.

"I've already said it below. I'm used to this kind of thing often. You see, no, it happened again."

Heng Xiulin shook his head, and then smiled slightly. Zhu Yingcai, who was on the side, was slightly taken aback when he heard this. Thinking of what Heng Xiulin said before, he couldn't help but smile when he looked at the current situation.

Needless to say, what Heng Xiulin said before is absolutely correct, such things happen everywhere, and it has only been so long, and people have caused trouble for no reason twice.

Although one of them was because of him, Heng Xiulin also encountered it, and this is enough.

That Zhu Yingcai was about to say something, but at this moment, Nan Gongyu below spoke again, and when he spoke, it was so loud that he directly suppressed his voice, and there were others on the side. The voices of the others were also suppressed together.

"Everyone is able to come here, I would like to thank you again. The reason for calling everyone here this time is because you are all among the most talented literati in the imperial city, and right now, the literati of Zhao State are also coming here for the first time. I have not fulfilled the friendship of the landlord before, so I am deeply ashamed."

Nan Gongyu's voice spread throughout the restaurant, and the people on the side couldn't continue talking at this moment, unless their voice overwhelmed Nan Gongyu, otherwise it would be really difficult to continue.

The people below seemed much quieter, so when they heard this, they all sat quietly aside, and then listened to what Nan Gongyu had to say.

"Brother Nangong, you are too polite. I came here in a hurry. It is too polite to talk about the friendship of the landlord."

The Zhao Guowen people on the other side, at this time, also said with a smile, their faces were full of smiles, but in their hearts, they didn't know what to think.

After all, when they first came, the other party had been provoking them and wanted to compete with them, but now they said they didn't have time to do their best, which seemed a bit too fake.

It's just that if the other party puts this matter aside, then they don't talk about it.

"Thank you to the brothers and sisters of Zhao Guo for understanding. Apart from the reception, this time is the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is also coming soon. Therefore, I hope that everyone can talk about poetry like before."

Nan Gongyu's face was full of smiles, especially when he saw the literati of Zhao Guo, they were so cooperative at this time, and he was even more satisfied in his heart.

"Mid-Autumn Festival, of course it's a moon appreciation!"

When the people on the side heard this, they immediately responded, the Mid-Autumn Festival is also very famous, but when it comes to this festival, that literati poet does not want to leave a poem to lament some Mid-Autumn Festival.

Therefore, every year, when the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, there are countless such banquets.

However, this year, due to the competition among scholars of the Three Kingdoms, such a banquet has not yet started, and this is really the first time that a banquet has been held.

The Zhao Guowen people on the other side, when they heard this, their eyes lit up slightly. This Mid-Autumn Festival is also very famous in their Zhao country. Thinking of their Zhao country, they will also enjoy the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Recite poems.

"I hope that all of you will be able to create poems that will be passed down through the ages."

After finishing talking, Nan Gongyu didn't say anything anymore, and just walked down. After that, there was a maid who brought some food and some fine wines to him constantly. superior.

On the second floor, it looks a little poorer, and it will be their turn after the delivery of the ones below is finished. The people on the side, seeing this situation, are all blue and green, but they are still green. dare not say anything.

At this time, there were also some voices of reciting poems, and from time to time there were voices of echo and praise. After Heng Xiulin listened carefully, he suddenly frowned and shook his head slightly. shook his head.

These poems are completely different from what Heng Xiulin thought. To be honest, all kinds of poems that groan without illness are somewhat artificial, and the taste is extremely strong.

So when Heng Xiulin heard this, he would feel very good. If the other party really made some good poems, Heng Xiulin would still be very willing to appreciate them.

"Brother Heng, what's the matter? Why are you laughing?"

Seeing that Heng Xiulin's face was a little strange, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Zhu Yingcai who was on the side immediately asked, not understanding why Heng Xiulin sneered.

"I'm laughing at them. Since it's watching the moon and reciting poems, it's actually here, where you can't even see the moon."

Of course Heng Xiulin wouldn't say what the other party's poems were like, and Zhu Yingcai wouldn't say anything, but the other people on the side heard this, and if they spread the words to the bottom, there would probably be another wave of trouble.

Zhu Yingcai was taken aback for a moment when he heard this, and then suddenly realized, and also laughed.

"That's right, it's about appreciating the moon and reciting poems, but you can't even see the moon. What are you talking about appreciating the moon?"

While talking, Zhu Yingcai's tears were about to burst out of laughter, Heng Xiulin didn't care about him, he just walked to the side window, opened the window, and a round of extremely bright moon appeared directly on the In the window, Heng Xiulin's shadow was printed on the ground.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming."

Heng Xiulin looked at the moon disc as big as a plate in the night sky, and muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)