Let me make it clear that the author of "Jiangshan" is "Desert". It is on Zongheng.com, and all other copies are pirated. Please pay attention!——
After boarding the boat, Xiao Suzhen came to greet her and said softly: "Brother Xue Shi, excuse me!"
Xue Poye glanced sideways at the young man in white, and saw that he was also looking at him. Although he was smiling, his beautiful eyes were full of disdain.
"Shimei's invitation, as a brother you should go to the appointment!" Xue Poye squinted his eyes and smiled, and asked proactively: "This young master is...?"
Xiao Suzhen hurriedly introduced: "This is my senior brother, who is also my father's student. Now he is working in the Ministry of Justice!" After saying that, he looked at the young man in white, with a look of joy on his face.
Xue Poye was stunned. This was indeed the Minister of Justice. He didn't expect that this guy was so young and had a high official position. Judging from his age, he was only twenty-four or five years old.
The young man in white stared at Xue Poye, without bowing, and said calmly: "Are you Xue Poye?"
"I am Xue Poye!" Xue Poye replied calmly.
The young man in white stared at Xue Poye for a moment, then suddenly smiled coldly, turned to Xiao Suzhen, and said softly with a smile: "Junior sister, let's go in!"
Xue Poye had to admit that this guy's smile was really pretty. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he had a kind of enchanting charm. No ordinary woman would be able to resist this gentle smile.
Xiao Suzhen nodded meekly and was about to follow the young man in white when she suddenly thought of Xue Poye and waved: "Brother, please come in!"
Opening the blue brocade curtain, there is a carved wooden frame in front, and an arched nanmu door stands in front, with carefully carved patterns everywhere. In the middle of the door, a pearly emerald bead curtain hangs, like falling water.
The white silver beads are smooth, exquisite and magnificent, and the floor is covered with wool carpets from the Western Regions, which are exquisite.
Through the bead curtain, Xue Poye saw many people sitting in the inner cabin. Many people clapped their hands and praised: "Good, good, wonderful, wonderful. This word not only blends into the scenery, but also the mood of leisurely clouds and wild cranes. We are waiting for you."
I admire you so much, only Mr. Chenyin can write such wonderful words!"
The words trailed behind, and there was a chorus of echoes. Listening to the sound, there were quite a few people.
Xue Poye was shocked. He didn't expect that Mr. Chen Yin was actually inside. From this point of view, today's banquet was not hosted by Xiao Suzhen, but more like a celebration party for Mr. Chen Yin's release from prison.
There was a lot of laughter and singing inside, and it seemed that some intellectuals were inside.
The young master in white raised the bead curtain and said to Xiao Suzhen: "Junior sister, please come in!"
Xiao Suzhen bowed and went in.
Xue Poye looked at Xiao Suzhen's graceful figure, and then looked at the young man in white, and suddenly felt that from the outside, they were a perfect match.
Xue Poye saw that the young man in white clothes was still holding up the bead curtain and was about to go over, but he saw the young man in white clothes sneered at him and went in first, leaving him outside.
With a faint smile, Xue Poye took a deep breath and lifted the curtain. As soon as he stepped in, he immediately felt countless eyes directed at him.
Xue Poye remained calm and looked around. This was an extremely gorgeous cabin, with ancient jade color and extreme elegance.
Facing the bead curtain, there is a table with the fragrance of ancient wood. An old man with a childish face and a face like a crown of jade is sitting cross-legged. At first glance, Xiao Suzhen, who looks like a fairy, elegant and elegant, is sitting cross-legged.
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On both sides of the table, several lower pear table tables are lined up side by side. There are eight table tables on the left and right. Except for the bottom left table, which is empty, the rest of the seats are occupied.
Judging from the way those guests were dressed, I thought they were from the Confucian Confucian University, and they all looked extremely elegant.
In the middle seat in the west, the young man in white is sitting in an orderly manner, with a calm expression and appears to be extremely well-educated.
Except for the young man in white, everyone else's eyes were focused on Xue Poye, looking up and down, as if they were appreciating an object.
When Xiao Suzhen saw Xue Poye come in, she quickly stood up and said, "Brother Xue Shi, please sit down!"
Xue Poye smiled faintly and sat down in the empty seat in the eyes of everyone. A maid immediately came up from behind to pour wine.
And finished.
He is quite unreasonable. The people who came today are all scholars and scholars. They gathered here to celebrate Mr. Chen Yin's release from prison. They are also people that Mr. Chen Yin's arrogant eyes can see. They are all satisfied.
Xue Po, who had read poetry and books, had great talents, and was full of talents all over the world, came in at night without asking for a courtesy or greetings, and just drank by himself. It was very unseemly, and everyone looked displeased.
The old man with a crane-like appearance said calmly: "Are you the Brother Xue Shi that Suzhen said?" His voice was calm, his expression was as usual, and his energy was extremely bright, not like someone who had just been released from prison.
Xue Poye naturally knew that this old man was Mr. Chen Yin Xiao Moting.
"I need to calm down!" Xue Poye reminded secretly in his heart. Everyone here is a person with status. I really don't understand why Xiao Suzhen wants to come here to have fun. He thought it was He Xiao Suzhen's two-person world, but he didn't expect it to be a world between He and Xiao Suzhen.
Small gathering.
Seeing Xiao Moting asking questions, Xue Poye replied calmly: "Yes, I am Xue Poye!"
Xiao Moting looked at Xue Poye carefully, frowned, and asked, "Are you Tan Ziqing's student?"
Xue Poye was stunned as to who Tan Ziqing was. He suddenly realized that Lao Tan's real name was Tan Ziqing. He only learned his name today.
Now that he has gone through the apprenticeship ceremony, Tan Ziqing is his real teacher. He has nothing to hide. He nodded and said: "I am lucky to have Mr. Tan as my disciple. I am lucky for the rest of my life!"
Unexpectedly, Xiao Moting snorted coldly, and his face showed a look of anger.
The young man in white had already stood up, raised his glass and said: "Teacher, the student's incompetence has put the teacher in jail, please punish him!" There was a real look of sadness on his face.
The Confucian scholars looked at the young man in white with admiration.
Xue Poye watched with cold eyes. There was no doubt that the young man in white was very popular.
Xiao Moting looked at the young man in white, and then his angry face slowly brightened. He also picked up the wine glass and said lovingly: "He Feng, this matter is not your fault. You have done a good job. Uh, you have done a good job.
!" Slowly drank the wine in the glass.
The young man in white, He Feng, also drank the whole drink in one gulp, and said to everyone with a smile: "My master was wronged, and fortunately you all helped me. Liu Tuo would like to express my gratitude to all the seniors!" After saying this, he bowed deeply to everyone.
Xue Poye was amused. When Xiao Moting was imprisoned, he had never seen these Confucian scribes. Even though they signed a letter that day, they had never been seen.
The faces of these Hong Confucian scholars were red and their hearts were not beating. They actually accepted this gift calmly and said one after another: "Master Liu, you are polite, Master Liu, you are polite. Mr. Chen Yin is my role model as a scholar. He has been wronged, and we all feel the same."
If I accept it, I will naturally help you with all my strength!”
Liu Tuo is naturally the name of the young man in white, and He Feng is his nickname.
Liu Tuo said politely: "You are all close friends of my master and the seniors of the juniors. I dare not mention these three words, Mr. Liu!"
He was polite, modest and a gentleman, and his gentle and elegant demeanor was even more appreciated by everyone. Mr. Chen Yin saw it from above, stroking his beard and nodding, very satisfied, while Xiao Suzhen blushed and looked at Xiao Moting and Xue.
Sitting under it at night, it is really like a foil.
Everyone praised, and Xiao Moting already said: "I'm going boating on the West Lake with you today. I won't talk about other things. I just hope that you can recite some good poems and words to live up to this picturesque scenery!"
One person said: "Mr. Chen Yin is the number one literary figure in the world. How dare we show our embarrassment? We hope that Mr. Chen Yin will write a masterpiece. We have taste!"
Everyone agreed.
Xue Poye sneered inwardly: "Everyone looks sanctimonious and knowledgeable on the outside, but it turns out they are all flatterers. It must be because the Minister of Punishment is here that they are like this!"
Xiao Moting smiled faintly, waved his hand, and said slowly: "The works of poetry and the styles of hundreds of schools of thought are like spring flowers and autumn moon, each with its own strengths. You are all well-educated Confucians, and good works will come out from time to time. Xiao only hopes that
Together with you, let’s find something that can calm our ears and calm our minds!”
Xue Poye looked at Xiao Suzhen, and saw that she was facing Xiao Moting, hesitating to speak, but finally glanced at himself, their eyes met, Xue Poye smiled faintly, Xiao Suzhen was dedicated and not shy, and nodded slightly.
Liu Tuo watched from the side, still smiling, but there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.
I saw a person stand up and said with a smile: "I occasionally have the feeling that I would like to make a crude joke, but I hope you won't laugh!"
Everyone immediately clapped their hands and said, "Mr. Qingyi's poems are exquisite and wonderful. It's you who should take the lead!"
Mr. Qingyi pondered for a moment and then said loudly: "The sky is surrounded by waves of laughter, and the light of the lake is the clearest today. The boatman may not be sure where to go, but he can only watch where the mandarin ducks sleep."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone applauded, and Xiao Moting stroked his beard and smiled lightly, but Xue Poye saw him shaking his head slightly, obviously this was not a wonderful poem.
Xue Po poured himself a glass of wine at night, enjoying himself leisurely and not paying attention to it. Although he had hundreds of poems in his heart, and Su, Du and Ouyang, the top three poets in poetry, had prepared countless exquisite quatrains for him, he really couldn't understand the meaning of the poems.