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Published at 4th of March 2022 04:59:30 AM


Chapter 252

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Luofu.

A huge mansion.

It doesn't look publicity, introverted and low-key.

But it is full of details and the charm of the changes of the times.

The Luo family has three generations of giant Confucianism, with peaches and plums all over the world. This residence has a history of at least 100 years.

With high walls, red walls and black tiles, there is an endless stream of pedestrians in front of the house.

Due to the discussion of martial arts among other countries and the selection of son-in-law by Nangong aristocratic family, the Riyue city has long been overcrowded. Today's Luofu poetry club.

The name of the first talented woman of Chu in the south of Luoyu invited all talented scholars and scholars in Riyue City, even many lofty minded people living in seclusion in the wilderness, to Luofu.

It is said that meeting friends with poetry is actually to highlight the prosperity of Southern Chu culture.

There is a saying that where eyes gather, money will follow.

Today's Luofu is attracting worldwide attention. Many people are eagerly looking forward to the outflow of several ancient famous sentences, songs and paintings from Luofu.

If they are lucky enough to hear it and watch it, it is a business opportunity that can not be missed.

Just then.

Several gorgeous chariots appeared outside Luofu. If you can ride such gorgeous chariots, you must be rich or expensive.

The chariot stopped.

Prince Chu daoxuan of Chu, Nangong family Nangong Sen, Chu tianmark of Chu house, the second princess Chu Qingcheng and others appeared.

They came as promised. After getting off the chariot, they walked together, talking and laughing, and entered Luo's house.

Seeing the prince and his party entering the house, the long street was noisy.

They all talked about him and his party, Chu daoxuan. The men were great and the women were beautiful.

How many people look at the beauty of Chu Qingcheng, but they know very well that a beauty like Chu Qingcheng can only be seen from a distance and can't be blasphemed.

People are expensive as princesses, and they are not people of the same world at all.

Shaoqing.

Another chariot appeared and a beautiful shadow appeared in the long street. At this moment, everyone was silent and their eyes fell on the woman.

Her snow-white skin and white clothes set off each other, showing her clean clothes and skirts. Her skin color is like a halo of porcelain, delicate and shining. Her eyebrows are vivid and picturesque. Her lips are as delicate as flowers, glowing with ruddy luster, bright and moving.

There is humanity: "it's the third princess. It's so beautiful. In a few years, it will be more beautiful than the second princess."

Another person echoed, "yes, the state of Chu's double pride is beautiful and beautiful."

Seeing her off, Chu Yanran entered Luo's mansion.

Today's Luofu is a gathering of heroes. All the celebrities in the sun moon city are here.

This moment.

In Los Angeles.

It was very lively. Groups of people exchanged greetings with each other. The dimples were like flowers and the sound of joy was heard.

After Chu Yanran entered the house, she appeared in the backyard and came to a room, "sister Luo, I'm coming!"

As the voice spread, Chu Yanran had stood up and entered the room. In front of the program slip, two beautiful shadows appeared.

"Sister, you came early!"

"Sister Luo, how beautiful today!"

The two women in front of us are none other than Chu Qingcheng and Luo Yu.

Chu Yanran stepped forward and came to Chu Qingcheng. "Sister, I met Prince Xia Guosan in the palace before. I wanted to give my sister a breath, but I was bullied by that hateful thing."

Chu Qingcheng's spiritual eyes flashed and said in a low voice: "Yan Ran, the king of Xiaoyao in the state of Chu is not what he used to be. He is a very dangerous person. You can't provoke him anymore."

Chu Yan Ran shriveled her mouth. "My sister is the same as what my father said. Everyone is human. One head, two arms and two legs. Why can't he provoke the carefree king?"

Say.

Her eyes fell on Luo Yu. "Sister Luo, today's poetry meeting is famous in the whole city. The discussion groups of various countries happen to be in Beijing. Did you invite them to participate?"

Luo Yu said quietly, "I invited several people. The hateful thing you said is among them."

Chu Yanran raised a smile on her lips and said confidently, "if the carefree king of the state of Xia dares to come to the poetry fair, sister Luo will make him lose face."

Luo Yu smiled. "I've heard of this talent for a long time. It's not easy to beat him. Today, all the talented people of the state of Chu enter Luo's mansion, but only a few people can compare their talents with them. "

Chu Yan Ran took Luo Yu's jade arm. "Sister Luo is the first talented woman in southern Chu. Can't she beat him?"

"There is no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts. Neither literature nor martial arts are used to win. The purpose of holding this poetry meeting is to meet friends with poetry. My grandfather has other purposes. "

One side.

Chu Qingcheng suddenly said, "it is said that Lao Luo wants to accept a closed disciple this time, so as to inherit his mantle and inherit the inheritance of Confucianism like Confucianism."

Luo Yu nodded gently and said with a light smile, "it seems that nothing can be concealed from Qingcheng."

Chu Qingcheng said, "I also overheard this news. I just don't know if Luo Laoke has a crush?"

Luo Yu shook his head and said with a smile, "no, Grandpa will attend the poetry meeting and look for someone who makes him excited."

Speaking of that.

She paused and said, "it's almost time. Let's go to the front yard first. I'm the initiator of the poetry club. If I don't appear for a long time, I'll fall into the mouth."

...........

forecourt.

The talented people who came to the poetry fair looked arrogant, and a few poems came out of their mouths from time to time to show their talent and experience.

More people appeared around the prince, climbed the fire, bowed and bowed. Obviously, they all wanted to catch the prince's express ship.

Today is the prince, the prince of a country, and tomorrow is your majesty, the prince of a country.

If you can get the favor of the crown prince, even if you are a disciple of the East Palace, you will have the opportunity to become a minister of the dragon in the future.

That is undoubtedly the fastest way to make progress.

At this time.

I don't know what the prince said. The talented people around him are eager to try, just like beating chicken blood.

One person said respectfully: "Your Highness, don't worry, the literary style of Chu is popular, and there are so many talented and wise people. This poem will be related to the honor of Chu. How can the people of Xia get the first place."

Another person smiled and said, "there are the first talented woman of Southern Chu in Luofu, as well as Qianshan residents, an Guoshi and ghost talents. They are all in Luofu. Compared with them, the Xiaoyao king of Xia is undoubtedly a spark competing with the sun and the moon."

Chu Xuan nodded, "listen to you, it seems that the leader of this poetry meeting must belong to the talents of Southern Chu."

"Stable super winning ticket!"

"Steady, necessary."

"Don't ask questions."

One by one, they spoke loudly and forcefully, as if they had won the first prize.

Just then.

The crowd spread a riot.

Chu Xuan looked at Luo Yu with a dull look, and his admiration was undisguised.

The first talented woman in the south.

Indeed, it deserves its reputation.

In the eyes of the crowd, three women came over.

Luo Yu was dressed in a long white dress, tall and extremely slender; The appearance is also incomparably exquisite. The Phoenix eyebrows and stars are as white as jade on the face, and can be broken by blowing. Especially those eyes are big, just like the stars in the night sky. If you look at them, it seems that people will fall into them.

It's beautiful!

No wonder Chu xuandao is deeply involved.

Luo Yu is a man of the hour in the whole southern Chu, especially among the literati talents.

Although she is a female, her talent and learning make many people feel inferior.

In addition, she is a first-class beauty, so everyone can't help looking at her more.

No one will refuse beautiful things, but they just appreciate them. As for other ideas, people don't have them at all.

The reason is very simple. Many people know that the crown prince loves Luoyu. In addition, it is expensive to know yourself.

Luo Yu stepped forward and said slowly, "today's poetry meeting will be held. Thank you for coming. Luo's house is shining. Since ancient times, there has been no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts. The purpose of this poetry meeting is to learn from each other. If there is a way, there is no rule. Therefore, for the sake of fairness, Luo Yu personally asked grandpa to write down a few propositions. "

"For the first round of poetry competition, you can recite poetry according to the proposition."

"In addition, the wind of antithetical couplets came from the state of Xia. The world's talent and learning have no national boundaries. Today, there will be a competition of antithetical couplets. This is the second round of competition."

"The third round of competition is for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Whoever wins the first place in each round of competition can enter the elegant residence of Luofu and communicate with my grandfather."

Smell the sound.

The whole audience cheered and cheered, happier than they won the first prize.

If you can get the leader and the advice of Luo Lao, your future will be unlimited.

Seeing that the people were in high spirits and eager to try, Luo Yu got up and came to the long Pavilion, waved his sleeves and motioned them to take their seats.

"Please answer!"

Falling with the sound.

A scholar boy from Luofu came slowly with a wooden plate. There was a scroll on the side of the plate, which was the first proposition of poetry and prose competition.

On the pavilion.

They sat down in front of the desk, on which were placed drinks, cakes and fruits, as well as pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Outside the pavilion, the lake is sparkling, and sometimes fish float on the surface, just like carp jumping over the dragon's gate.

The dead leaves drift with the current, rippling one after another.

The schoolboy came forward and looked at Luo Yu, obviously asking for her advice.

Luo Yu glanced at the crowd and said in a deep voice, "did the king of Xiaoyao in the state of Xia not come?"

"Miss Hui, I haven't seen the carefree king of the state of Xia."

"Has the invitation been sent to the post house?"

"Send it to Prince Xia personally."

Luo Yu's face changed slightly and muttered to himself, "does he disdain to attend the poetry meeting of Luo mansion?"

"This is too arrogant and arrogant."

Luo's mansion is a leading figure in the literary world. How many people have pointed their heads and wanted to enter Luo's mansion, but he just refused?

Hearing Luo Yu's voice, he began to whisper below, obviously talking about ye Jun.

A man in white suddenly rose to his feet and said proudly, "everyone Luo, the competition of poetry and prose is a great event in Chu. The people in Xia are rough and crazy, most of them are white Ding. The king of Xiaoyao in Xia thinks that he has some literary talent, which is nothing more than white Ding in other countries. How can he compare with the talents of Chu? Even if his quatrains spread all over the world, they are not copied from where."

"Luo, why should everyone spoil everyone's interest because he is alone? Since you have asked questions, why not start the poetry meeting now."

The sound fell.

The crowd echoed one after another. Most of the words were sarcasm and disdain for ye Jun, who thought that ye Jun had no talent and learning, but was just a generation with a false reputation.

As the saying goes: true gold is not afraid of fire.

Ye Jun didn't dare to come to the poetry meeting. He must be worried about losing face in front of the talents of Southern Chu.

Smell the sound.

Luo Yu thought for a moment, looked sideways at the schoolboy, "exhibition topic!"

The schoolboy nodded gently, opened the scroll and hung it on the long Pavilion. A scribbled word of spring appeared in front of everyone.

Luo Yu said, "spring, sunny spring, March, everything recovers. The most beautiful season should have the most beautiful poetry."

"With spring as the topic, you can enthusiastically mention poetry."

Speaking of this, a figure suddenly appeared at the end of the long Pavilion. He hurried forward and came to Luo Yu, "Miss, the king of Xia is coming!"

coming?

Luo Yu Dai frowned and hurriedly said, "please, please!"

The next moment.

When they looked back, their eyes fell at the end of the corridor, and a figure appeared into their sight.

The visitor has a beautiful appearance, broad eyes and sparse eyebrows. He is as gentle as jade. He wears blue clothes like the person in the picture.

Yejun.

He is a beautiful young master of the turbid world. He has a beautiful appearance and is handsome and vigorous.

Walking along the long Pavilion, ye Jun whispered in his heart that he was lying in a trough. Each one was so ugly that he knew that the king would not tidy up his appearance.

Well, brother, it's becoming more and more feminine.

What other brother, why are your chest muscles so boastful? No, she's a woman?

All the way forward, he noticed the bad eyes of the people. Ye Jun's lips rose with a signboard smile.

Chou Bi, if you envy the king's beauty, just say it directly.

I'll go. Why are you drooling so much? But you are a man.

Seeing ye Jun come forward, Luo Yu said in a deep voice, "when King Xiaoyao enters the house, he will lose his welcome and lose his welcome."

Ye Jun said softly, "sorry, I have to take a bath and burn incense every time I travel. I'm delayed. I'm a little late."

"There are too many people watching outside Luo's house. It's too difficult for the king to enter the house. Fortunately, he finally came in."

"Comfortable!"

"It's not easy. I finally got in."

Luo Yu said slowly, "King Xiaoyao came a little late. This seat can only be arranged at the back."

Ye Jun waved his hand and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. It's the same everywhere. I came here mainly to see......"

"I x, brother Huang, pit me. Where are the beauties?"

After he looked around, he looked at Luo Yu and continued: "I'm here mainly to learn. Yes, you can learn at will."

The sound fell.

He sat down at the end of the pavilion, and Yue Fei came forward and stood behind him.

People's eyes still fell on Ye Jun and felt that he had nothing outstanding except his handsome appearance.

Isn't being handsome outstanding?

next.

Luo Yu opened his speech and announced the beginning of the poetry meeting.

They were full of enthusiasm and wrote poems one after another. Only Ye Jun didn't write. He sipped his cup of tea and his face was full of disappointment.

I always thought the prince was a very honest man. Now he bullies even honest people. Is there human nature?

It's said that all the beauties in the sun and moon city are here. Alas, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. I can only drink tea to comfort the injured heart.

On the other side, several poems about spring appeared, and everyone was full of praise.

Ye Jun seemed to turn a deaf ear to everything. Yue Fei said behind his back, "Lord, don't you plan to write a poem?"

Ye Jun said with a smile, "since ancient times, the southern kingdom has produced talents, and the last words come at will. However, the king has no culture, and a sentence goes all over the world."

"Can't compare, can't compare!"

With the sound falling, on one side, the man looked at Ye Jun and said weakly, "dare you ask the carefree king, what's the solution of lying in the trough?"

Ye Jun: "......"




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