There is also a large garden here. Following the gravel path and turning around several tall stone rockeries, the view immediately opens up.

The garden is very large, several times larger than the back garden of Mr. Shuiqing's home. It is equipped with pavilions, pavilions, waterside pavilions, rockery trees, countless exotic flowers and plants, and a small lake with rippling blue waves and sparkling water.

In the small lake, lotus flowers are blooming in full bloom, which is very beautiful. There are also two painted boats with two bows. Stopped in the center of the lake, on the painted boats, there are many human figures moving, and the sound of silk and bamboo is curling up, which is very beautiful.

There is a large hexagonal pavilion in front, with red tiles and green pillars, and lanterns hanging high. There are many people sitting inside the pavilion, and there are also many people outside the pavilion. There is a lot of people, groups of three, three, or six or seven people gathering.

Together, whispering to each other, it was very lively.

Ye Tang followed Lin Yuetong and walked with Lin Wu. Lin Yuetong was talking to Xu Lingwei. At this time, he didn't have any trouble with him. He only looked back occasionally to prevent him, a black boy, from having evil intentions towards his little niece.

In fact, how could Ye Tang dare to have evil intentions? He secretly hooked Lin Wu's little finger twice, but she glared back. The lethality of his eyes was still as powerful as before. Moreover, with Lin Yuetong, a cunning female bodyguard, Ye Tang did not dare to go too far.

Unbridled.

There are flowers all the way, and there are flowers and flowers. There are few that Ye Tang knows. Almost all of them are unknown flowers and plants. Of course, this cannot be blamed on Ye Tang's ignorance. In fact, there are quite a lot of flowers that he knows, such as

Red roses, white roses, pink roses, orange roses, yellow roses, and blue roses can all be called flower masters.

All the people in the garden were dressed in ancient costumes. There were quite a few women pretending to be men, and some men pretending to be women... I haven't seen them yet. Ye Tang looked very curious. This time, he really felt like he had returned to ancient times. Look.

Look at those talented men and women, either holding a folding fan or shaking a small round fan, and they are all scratched by the wind.

There were seven or eight people in the pavilion, who seemed to have relatively high status. Lin Yuetong and Xu Lingwei stopped outside, but Zhu Changzhi and Hua An went in because they saw an acquaintance and wanted to say hello.

Ye Tang also saw an acquaintance, and this acquaintance happened to be an acquaintance of Zhu Changzhi and Hua An. He was the talented scholar Wei Zixuan who was run away from Mr. Shui Qing's house in anger.

Wei Zixuan, Zhu Changzhi, and Hua An should be very familiar with each other. As soon as the three of them met, they called themselves brother Wei, Brother Hua, and Brother Zhu. Wei Zixuan also saw Ye Tang and greeted him when he saw him.

He waved and said hello, and his face suddenly turned dark with embarrassment. Why is this kid here?

"Brother Wei? Do you know him?" Zhu Changzhi asked, but he didn't have a fan in his hand.

Hua An opened the fan with a snap and waved it in front of his chest twice, and looked at Wei Zixuan with strange eyes. Could it be that Wei Zixuan and that black boy are familiar with each other?

"Ahem, I've met him once, but I'm not very familiar with him," Wei Zixuan coughed dryly and looked away. Why did he feel so weird when he saw that kid? It was so uncomfortable.

"Oh," Zhu Changzhi and Hua An both said oh, and Zhu Changzhi laughed and said: "That boy is a 'genius'. Brother Wei, you don't know how unique his poems are, which can make people laugh."

Zhu Changzhi's words were obviously derogatory to Ye Tang, but Wei Zixuan didn't hear it and said in surprise: "He also composed a poem in front of you?" That boy was a monster, and Wei Zixuan was a little scared.

"Yes, Brother Wei, let me read it to you, 'If you don't take a bath in spring, you will be bitten by mosquitoes, one bite at a time, I don't know how many there are'," Zhu Changzhi laughed after reading it, completely treating it as a joke.

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"That's it?" Wei Zixuan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't laugh. With that kid's ability, he wouldn't have written such a bad poem, would he?

"That's not the case. There is another poem at the end." Zhu Changzhi was a little embarrassed, but he did not read out the poem at the end. He felt like he was being fooled no matter how much he thought about it. He didn't have the nerve to say it out at this time.

Seeing that Zhu Changzhi and Hua An had different expressions, Wei Zixuan thought that they were also frightened, and felt sympathy for each other, and said: "That boy is very talented in poetry. I advise you not to show off your poetry in front of him."

, you cannot do anything to him."

Wei Zixuan's words were well-intentioned, but Zhu Changzhi and Hua An both heard the opposite. Hua An said disdainfully: "Brother Wei, what you said is wrong. How can you raise other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige? He is just a bit crooked.

He's just a little brat, I, Hua An, am not afraid."

Zhu Changzhi also shook his head and chuckled: "Brother Wei, his poems are good, but to say that I, Mr. Zhu, are afraid of him is a joke. Later I will give him a good compliment and see if he can do anything."

What a skill."

Zhu Changzhi was already a little unhappy with Ye Tang, but hearing Wei Zixuan's words at this time aroused his fighting spirit even more. It was difficult to compete with him outside, but once he came in, it would be difficult to say.

Today is a poetry meeting, and all the people who can come in are poets. What else can you do if you don’t compete in poetry? Even if you are younger, you can reduce his prestige and make him remember his surname longer. As a person, you must know how to be humble.

These two people seemed unconvinced? Wei Zixuan opened his folding fan, smiled, and said: "That's right, how can it be possible for Brother Hua and Brother Zhu to lose to that boy with their knowledge? I'm just worried, he is me

Teacher’s new disciples, you two, don’t be too careless.”

Wei Zixuan pretended to remind him kindly, but he was happy in his heart. Hua An's knowledge was not very good, but Zhu Changzhi was an extremely talented poet, and he wanted him to kill Ye Tang's arrogance, but he almost made him mad that day.

Understand.

Of course, Ye Tang didn't know that someone was already preparing to weigh him in the pavilion. At this time, he was following Lin Yuetong and Xu Lingwei to enjoy the lotus by the small lake. The pink lotus was gorgeous, blooming in the scorching sun, and full of vitality.

There are also pearl-sized water drops on the lotus leaves that look like cattail leaf, rolling back and forth with the breeze, crystal clear.

On a few lotus leaves, there were green-skinned frogs the size of fingers lying around. Occasionally, mosquitoes passed by, and they rolled their long tongues and swallowed them. Ye Tang saw it interestingly, so he grabbed two pebbles and ate them.

Throwing it onto the lotus leaf, it knocked all the frogs into the water.

There are not only Lin Yuetong, Xu Lingwei, Lin Wu and Ye Tang here, there are also three women here. They should all know Lin Yuetong and Xu Lingwei. As soon as they met, they talked happily and looked very familiar.

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"Yuetong, who are they?" A woman in green glanced at Ye Tang and Lin Wu and asked. Ye Tang was smashing the frog, and Lin Wu was squatting next to him. It felt a little funny. This guy is just naughty.

"My little niece and a friend, Li Yue, when will you come here?" Lin Yuetong also looked back at Ye Tang and Lin Wu, and when he saw them playing there honestly, he turned his head back.

The woman in green is Lin Yuetong's roommate Li Yue, and the other two girls are also acquaintances. They are both classmates of Yunda University. All three of them are dressed as ancient women.

"We've been here for a while, and we thought you weren't coming, because you arrived so late." Li Yue said, they have been here for more than half an hour, and the appointment was for eleven o'clock, but it is almost twelve o'clock now.

Lin Yuetong said embarrassedly: "I went to my sister's house, which is a bit far away." It was indeed an appointment with Li Yue, but it was a bit late to set off from home, and there was also some delay on the way.

Li Yue wasn't complaining, she said, "It doesn't matter, just come." With her relationship with Lin Yuetong, it wouldn't matter if she came a little later. They were all here to have fun anyway.

It was almost time, and suddenly someone spoke loudly in the pavilion. A group of talented men and women who were hanging around outside walked over there. They were here to participate in the poetry meeting today. It would be better to wait for time to enjoy the flowers and the moon.

"Everyone, welcome to my humble home. Today is a small poetry gathering held by me. I believe that all of you are people who love poetry. In the past, there were ancient literati who recited poems and composed poems in Luoshui, and their reputation has been passed down through the ages.

It is my great fortune to have so many talented men and women attending this grand event in Yiyuan. We are all sitting here, so the place is a little small. Please forgive me."

The speaker was an old man of about sixty years old, wearing a long green cloth gown. He was extremely elegant. Hearing him lift them up so high, everyone laughed. The grand event in Luoshui is not comparable to today. The number of people alone is far greater.

Far inferior.

This old man in green shirt is also the owner of this place. Everyone calls him 'Mr. Wen Wei'. The place is not too small to sit in the pavilion, but the surrounding area of ​​the pavilion is still very wide. There are many tables, chairs and benches, as well as melons, fruits, cakes and the like.

Put it on a plate aside, you can grab it when you want to eat.

Mr. Wen Wei must have just arrived. He had not seen him in the pavilion before. He sat down in the back with Lin Yuetong, Xu Lingwei and others, and Ye Tang glanced at the pavilion.

There were about ten people in the pavilion at this time. In addition to Wei Zixuan, Zhu Changzhi and Hua An were also inside. Seeing them talking happily with a few other people, Ye Tang knew that they should be the protagonists today.

Ye Tang was completely uninterested in whether he was good at poetry or not. After taking a look at the people in the pavilion, he was busy picking up fruits and vegetables. He would be a fool not to eat free things. It seemed that there were many things here that he had never eaten before.

What about fruit?

There are also cakes, which are less available in that world. Unlike here, they are almost exactly the same as those seen on TV, with piles of plate after plate. It would be an absolute waste if you don’t try them.

After Mr. Wen Wei said those words, he sat down in the pavilion. He was the oldest and the most senior person sitting there. After he sat down, Zixuan and others bowed their hands to him. Mr. Wen Wei's identity

He is also at the same level as Mr. Shui Qing. He has both knowledge and status. No one dares to show any disrespect to him.

"Xinping, I heard that your teacher has accepted a new disciple? Is it true?" Mr. Wen Wei also bowed his hands to everyone, and then asked Wei Zixuan with a smile. He and Mr. Shui Qing have similar identities, but Ping Ping

He said he didn't have many contacts, and of course the relationship wasn't bad, just a casual acquaintance.

Mr. Shui Qing is a member of the old school, but Mr. Wen Wei is not. He has not joined any faction. He is considered a wandering man. He is unwilling to get involved in the entanglement between the old school and the new school.

Wei Zixuan said: "Yes, Mr. Wen Wei, the master has accepted a young disciple." Wei Zixuan looked very respectful. Even though Mr. Wen Wei was not a member of the classical school, he had considerable energy.

Even the top political leaders can speak their minds.

"Oh, I'd like to pay him a visit when I have time." Mr. Wen Wei said with a smile. Although he was not very familiar with Mr. Shui Qing, he still had some friendship. The two of them could be regarded as gentlemen's friends.

This place is not his main residence. Mr. Wen Wei is from Yanjing and came here to escape the summer heat.

Hearing what he said, Wei Zixuan smiled and looked outside. His junior brother was outside.

But Wei Zixuan didn't say anything. Look what that little bastard is doing now. He's actually eating cakes and fruits there. He has no image at all. It's really embarrassing.

Wei Zixuan has black hair, which is too embarrassing for the teacher and him.
Chapter completed!