If possible, he would never want to see him in his life.
Especially on this occasion.
But seeing Wang Zi'an striding towards him with a handsome and handsome little book boy, Cui Zihao had no choice but to bite the bullet, put on a look of joy, laughed and walked quickly
Welcoming him.
"I've met the Marquis of Chang'an. The Marquis of Chang'an is here well—"
Wang Zi'an and Wu Zetian walked quickly into the pavilion, but unexpectedly a fat man jumped out from the side.
Mainly because the tone sounded familiar to me.
He couldn't help but stop and take a look. Ah, it seemed that he was really kind, but the problem was that he had only seen this man once at Kong Yingda's house. At that time, Kong Ling'er watched eagerly, and he only paid attention to his clothes -
—Ahem, I was just concentrating on comparing poems with the guys, and didn’t even pay attention to the name of this passerby, Brother A.
However, seeing how enthusiastic the person was, he couldn't bear to be cold-faced, so he returned the favor with a friendly and cordial smile.
"Brother, you're very polite. You're welcome, you're welcome, you're well--"
As he spoke, he passed by by mistake.
Cui Zihao:......
He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood on the spot. It seemed that this bitch had no idea who he was——
This is really unreasonable!
He didn't know how to let go of his cupped hand, so he lowered it, wiped a handful of hair that was not scattered around his temples, coughed dryly, turned around, and looked at the younger brothers around him with a look of admiration.
"People say that in Chang'an, the beauty is as beautiful as jade, radiant. When I saw it today, it turned out that she was so elegant that she flew out of the world..."
"Brother Cui is right..."
"Brother Cui is right..."
The little brothers around him were complimenting and cheering as usual, seemingly unaware of the embarrassment just now. Cui Zihao's embarrassed and angry heart instantly relaxed a lot.
Soon, he and his little brother were chatting and laughing again.
However, there was no mention of the sudden inspiration and the need to compose a poem on the spot. Everyone around him seemed to have completely forgotten about it.
Only the boy and the maid, who were still stretching out the paper and holding ink, stood there with blank expressions.
Ah, this——
Are you going to write it or not?
Can you give me an accurate answer?
However, these were noble men, and they dared to rush him, so they could only wait there in a daze, looking at Cui Zihao eagerly.
Cui Zihao:!!!!!!
Wang Zi'an didn't know that his brother A, a passerby, still had so many inner dramas.
At this time, he had almost reached the pavilion where Kong Yingda's grandson, Li Gang, Yu Zhining and others were sitting. Although the bosses did not take the initiative to stand up to greet him, they all laughed and waved.
"Come, come, come, Zian, come over here -"
As the owner of this place, Kong Ling'er stood up, looked at Wang Zi'an with bright eyes, and greeted him with a face of joy.
"Prince, you are here -"
The voice is soft and crisp, which makes people feel comfortable listening to it.
Looking at the gentle and poetic girl in front of him, the smile on Wang Zi'an's face became brighter and brighter.
"Miss Ling'er——"
As he said that, he bowed his hands to the big guys in the pavilion who were waving to him.
"It's so early - I thought I was the first, but I didn't expect to be late - I'm sorry, please forgive me..."
As he spoke, Wang Zi'an looked around.
Good guy, there are so many people here.
He really didn't expect that everyone would be so early. It was just a poetry meeting, not rushing to the morning market, so what were you doing so early...
When I was complaining in my heart, my butt was already sitting in the empty seat beside me without any courtesy.
Oh, not bad, still warm.
Before he could react, he saw Kong Ling'er standing in front of him with a red face. He reacted immediately, quickly got up and got out of the way, and sat in the adjacent seat next to him.
"Ah, Miss Ling'er, you come and sit down first, you sit down first -"
Kong Ling'er:......
Finally, with a blushing face, she sat down next to Wang Zi'an.
Knowing that the little girl was tender-faced, Yu Zhining and others pretended not to notice this scene. Kong Yingda also pretended not to notice this scene, and even pulled Li Gang beside him in a serious manner.
"Brother Wenji, look at the peonies, are they more graceful and luxurious than last year?"
Li Gang:......
Ah, it seems I didn’t come last year!
"Zian came here today. We didn't come to today's poetry meeting in vain—"
Yu Zhining joked with a smile.
"Zian, it's been a long time since I've seen your masterpiece come out. How about showing it to everyone today? It will also open the eyes of these young people outside and know what it means to be someone outside the world, and there is a world outside the world..."
Wang Zi'an was almost embarrassed by the praise.
He waved his hands cheerfully and said very sincerely.
"Ah, Senior Yu has won the award, you have won the award. I don't know how to write any poems. I came here today just to join in the fun for everyone. You come, you come, I will take a look, I will take a look..."
As he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Kong Linger beside him.
Tsk, the bells are beautiful and the country is beautiful and fragrant.
Such an intellectual and beautiful girl is really rare in the Tang Dynasty.
The most important thing is that it is purely natural.
In such a beautiful time, what kind of sour poems can I write if I don’t accompany the girls to chat happily?
He really has no interest in doing this.
Then I felt that it was a bit inappropriate for me to look directly at the girl in front of so many people, so I coughed dryly and looked away. In the distance, there were bright purples and reds, and a group of young girls waiting to be married.
Look here carefully.
Who doesn't know that the Marquis of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty was as handsome as a jade, unparalleled in the world.
Today I can actually see a real person.
You don't know it until you look at it, but you can tell at a glance that he is more handsome and charming than the legend. His heartbeat speeds up, his face turns red, and his whole body is filled with the breath of spring.
Kong Yingda, Yu Zhining and others:...
Doesn't your conscience hurt when you say this?
If you don't know how to write, how can you let others live...
"Master, just write a poem. Zetian also wants to see Master write a poem..."
Wu Zetian was pulling her sleeves and acting coquettishly.
At this time, everyone noticed the handsome and smart little book boy behind Wang Zi'an. No wonder they felt familiar when they saw it for the first time. It turned out to be Zian's little apprentice, the little girl from the warrior Tong family.
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He glared at Wu Zetian angrily, saying, "Why are you so angry for nothing?"
At my level, if I really write, I'm afraid I'll scare you. When I was in school, I wrote a poem without much thought. The Chinese teacher in the class was so shocked that he was stunned and looked blank afterward.
Tell me seriously, it’s best not to write anymore in the future, it’s best for everyone.
Unfortunately, Wu Zetian was not afraid of him at all and made a face at him.
Wang Zi'an rubbed her little head angrily.
"The article was originally made by nature, but it was accidentally acquired by a good hand. I don't feel like I am a teacher today, so I won't write it anymore, I won't write it anymore..."
Before I finished speaking, I felt something was different in the atmosphere.
Looking up, a group of people were looking at me in amazement.
"The article was originally made by nature, but a good hand accidentally found it! What an article that was originally made by nature, and a good hand accidentally found it. It is concise and concise, and it is also profound. Zi'an's poems are still so untainted by the smoke and fire of the world -"
Kong Yingda couldn't help but repeat the chant several times, praising every verse.
"Zi'an's talent is really admirable - you kid, you even said that you can't write poetry..."
Wang Zi’an:……
Ah, this——
Is this called overflowing with talent?
It accidentally leaked out, and there was nothing I could do about it.
Some of them spread their hands innocently.
"This is an accident, not..."
The aggrieved and scoundrel expression made a group of old men couldn't help laughing. Kong Ling'er couldn't help but roll her eyes, cover her mouth and chuckle.
I have never seen such a humble and low-key young talent.
Others, who have a little bit of talent, wish they could raise their chins to the sky and let everyone in the world know how talented they are. Only this prince, who is obviously so talented, is so low-key that it is outrageous and desperate.
I keep it hidden and don't want anyone to know.
But the young master is so talented, learned and elegant, how can I let his pearls fall into dust?
Kong Ling'er seemed to have found her direction instantly, and her eyes became brighter when she looked at Wang Zi'an.
Seeing all the big guys looking at her master with admiration, the little girl Wu Zetian felt the same way and couldn't help but puff up her little breasts.
Then, he took a step forward and intentionally or unintentionally inserted himself between Wang Zi'an and Kong Ling'er, blocking their sight.
"Master is so awesome, Zetian will help you with my shoulders -"
The small fist pounded on the shoulder slowly.
Well, my craftsmanship has improved a lot!
Wang Zi'an gave her an appreciative look.
At this time, several people saw that Wang Zi'an really had no intention of reciting poems and writing poems. Knowing his temperament, they did not force it, but turned their attention to the young man outside.
"You have gained a good apprentice..."
Kong Yingda glanced at Wu Zetian, who was busy courting her master, and couldn't help but joked with a smile.
Wang Zi'an laughed.
"My apprentices are naturally good. After a few years of training, any one picked out will be more than enough to become a prime minister or a marshal..."
Hearing him boasting about his apprentice, several old men couldn't help but be happy. Li Gang even twirled his beard, squinted his dim eyes, glanced at Wu Zetian beside him, and joked.
"That's great. Is our Tang Dynasty going to have a female general or a female prime minister for the first time..."
Hearing this old guy teasing herself, Wu Zetian couldn't help but stop what she was doing.
"What happened to the female general and the prime minister? Could it be that the old gentleman looks down on us women..."
Seeing the little girl puffing out her cheeks and looking at him angrily, Li Gang couldn't help but feel happy and joked.
"I don't dare, I don't dare, Zian's disciples are all great..."
Others also joined in the fun.
"This little girl is indeed not a simple girl. I heard that even His Majesty, the Prince of Hejian County and the Duke of Qi personally went to Duke Ying's house to propose marriage, and almost got into a fight over this little girl -"
The teasing of Yu Shinan and others made Wu Zetian blush immediately, snorted, turned away, and focused on beating her master's shoulders.
"Change your shoulder——"
Is this girl confused by some old guys?
He grabbed the general's shoulders and beat them hard.
Although the small fist did not hurt, and even felt a little comfortable, since it was a shoulder blow, I naturally had to go hand in hand, otherwise my obsessive-compulsive disorder would almost break out.
After listening to her master's instructions, Wu Zetian reluctantly moved to the other side.
Kong Ling'er, whose sight was blocked by Wu Zetian for most of the day, couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but glance at Wang Zi'an's handsome side face again.
His eyes were a little distracted for a moment.
However, before she could speak to Wang Zi'an, her eyes dimmed and a small figure occupied her sight again.
It turned out that Wu Zetian moved over, punched her twice quickly, and then moved back calmly...