After a while, the dishes came one after another. They were quite delicious, not greasy and not greasy, which suited Su Yan's taste.
The two of them chatted while eating. After all, Su Yan was born in two generations and had much more experience than ordinary people. Therefore, when he talked, he could talk endlessly and talk like a lotus. He could really attract people and even talk from time to time.
These jokes made Qiao Junyao giggle and attracted side glances from the people around her.
"Hey, Junyao, why are you here?" While the two were chatting happily, a discordant voice suddenly came from the side.
Qiao Junyao was startled and turned to look at the man. After seeing the man's face clearly, she smiled and said, "Haha, Brother Song, what a coincidence."
The person who came was a man of about twenty years old, with a handsome face, bright and starry eyes, a somewhat thin figure, holding a folding fan, and having a scholarly air.
"Who is this brother?" The man frowned when he saw Su Yan sitting beside him, and asked with a trace of vigilance in his eyes.
"Haha, let me introduce you." Qiao Junyao stood up, pointed her palm at Su Yan, and said, "His name is Su Yan, and he is my classmate in the general palace."
Then he pointed at the man and said to Su Yan: "This is Song Wenze, the most famous talented man in Jian'an City."
"Haha, Jun Yao was so complimentary. Seeing that Brother Su has extraordinary appearance, he must be a dragon and a phoenix among men. Sure enough, you are also a member of the general's palace." Song Wenze bowed his hands to Su Yan, his smile was as warm as the spring breeze, which really made life uncomfortable.
Feeling bad.
"Brother Song, you've given me too much praise. I'm just a nobody." Su Yan smiled and returned the greeting.
Seeing that the two of them had already greeted each other, Qiao Junyao said politely to Song Wenze, "Since you're here, why don't you just sit here."
Song Wenze was overjoyed, but he still pretended to be polite and said: "This... this is not appropriate."
Su Yan wished he could just stay aside, so he went up to Song Wenze and said, "In this case, Brother Song must have other urgent matters, so we won't stay together anymore. We will meet again later. Let's meet again someday!"
Su Yan's driving words made Song Wenze startled. He didn't expect him to be so unreasonable. He tried to be polite, but he turned out to be merciless and chased him away on the spot. Therefore, he was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do.
Qiao Junyao was also amused by Su Yan, but she couldn't laugh out loud. She rolled her eyes at Su Yan and said, "Su Yan is joking. Brother Song, don't take it seriously."
Song Wenze laughed twice and glanced at Su Yan with some hatred, but he quickly covered it up and said: "I do have something to do, so I can't stay for a long time. But I had something to see Miss Qiao, and we happened to meet up today.
Let me tell you."
"What's the matter?" Qiao Junyao asked, somewhat stunned.
"It seems that Miss Qiao is such a noble person and forgets things. Tomorrow is the day of the Pinghu Poetry Recital organized by our Jian'an City Poetry Society. Have you forgotten?" Song Wenze laughed harmoniously.
"Oh, yes, haha, look at my memory, I actually forgot about this. Okay, I know, I will go there tomorrow night." Qiao Junyao suddenly remembered, Hao Ran said with a smile.
"That's good. Please make sure Miss Qiao is on time and don't be late." Song Wenze was talking when he suddenly saw Su Yan beside him. He thought about it and then said, "Well, since Mr. Su and Miss Qiao are both generals,
People from the palace, why don’t we go together and let me see the legendary style of the students from the palace."
Su Yan was drinking tea by himself when he suddenly heard Song Wenze say this. He was slightly startled and said hurriedly: "No, no, I'm not very good at composing poetry either. Just have fun."
As for the Tang poems and Song lyrics that Su Yan carried on his back, maybe Su Yan was okay, but asking him to compose poems was a joke. How could he compose any poems? It was clear that Song Wenze knew that Su Yan was a warrior, so he definitely didn't know how to do it.
Dao, so he deliberately embarrassed him.
"Hey, Mr. Su is too humble. All the people in the general palace are like dragons and phoenixes among men. How can they not be familiar with such tricks? Well, that's it. I'm looking forward to seeing Brother Su's style at tomorrow's poetry meeting.
." Song Wenze ignored Su Yan's evasion and directly told him to go, saying goodbye. Then he said goodbye to the two of them and left directly.
Su Yan hadn't come back to his senses yet, his expression was extremely exciting. After a long time, he made a light noise at Song Wenze's leaving figure, turned to Qiao Junyao and said, "Who is this pretty boy? Is he sick?"
When Qiao Junyao saw Su Yan deflated, she burst out laughing, then rolled her eyes at him and said, "What are you talking about, you pretty boy? He is the son of Song Yi, the great scholar of the time. He is eight times taller in talent and is the most responsible person in Jian'an City."
He is a famous talent, and some literati are proud to sing his poems."
"What a talented man? He's just a dandy who likes to compete and be jealous." Su Yan said disdainfully, and then continued: "I saw something was wrong with the way that boy looked at you. He clearly had an agenda for you. Then he saw me looking next to you, so he was pretending
You invited me to the Laoshizi Poetry Recital and you want to make me look embarrassed, look at who this person is?"
Qiao Junyao looked at Su Yan's angry expression and became more and more funny. Then she covered her mouth and said softly: "What? Are you jealous?"
"Of course, you are mine. This boy dares to show his intentions towards you in front of me. Is this clearly a provocation?" Su Yan said solemnly.
"Fuck you, who is yours? What nonsense are you talking about?" Qiao Junyao was furious, slapped Su Yan on the shoulder and said angrily.
"You are my classmate, is there a problem? What do you think?" Su Yan shrugged his shoulders and asked pretending to be shocked.
Qiao Junyao was furious. Seeing Su Yan's scoundrel expression, she became furious. She turned her head and said bitterly: "Go to hell, you are so smooth-talking, you bully people here all day long."
Seeing that Qiao Junyao was getting angry, Su Yan hurriedly stepped forward to apologize and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, don't be angry."
Qiao Junyao rolled her eyes at him, hugged her shoulders and leaned on the chair, still saying nothing.
Su Yan coughed twice and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this. You said that Song Wenze asked me to go to that poetry meeting, but I can't compose poetry. What should I do?"
"It's up to you." Two words came out of Qiao Junyao's mouth after a long time.
"Hey, hey, look at you, you're so funny. Let's get down to business, talk nicely." Su Yan rolled his eyes and said.
Qiao Junyao then turned around, glared at Su Yan fiercely, and said, "It's better to go. He is the organizer of the poetry meeting. Since he has invited you personally, if you don't go, he will lose his face and I'm afraid he will make you even more angry."
.You just want to accompany me to play, and you won’t finish writing poems there?”
Su Yan nodded and said, "Okay then."
"Okay, let's go here today. It's getting late. I'm going home. You can go back too." Qiao Junyao said after the two of them paid the bill and walked out of the restaurant.
"Okay, let's go."
"Goodbye, be careful on the road." Qiao Junyao said goodbye to Su Yan and turned around to leave. Su Yan looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late, so he led his horse out of the city.