Break Up with the Green Tea Heroine First

The Huaihe River in the capital is a big landscape. The Huaihe River flows in from outside the city, forming a lake like a jasper buckle. Whenever there are major festivals, there are painted boats on the upstream. There are dancers playing, and it is a scene of singing and dancing.

Cheers, many people on the shore are looking up.

Lu Wenshan patted one of the men, "Brother, what are you looking at?"

The man turned his head, saw two big men, pointed to the island in the heart of the lake, "We are all waiting for this poetry conference to see who is the leader, you came just in time, to seal the champion Are you here for the great talent Xie?"

Lu Wenshan was confused.

The words are good, and the people on the shore are applauded.

Yan Su gave Lu Wenshan a wink.

"Brother, this island in the heart of the lake...how do I get up?" Lu Wenshan continued to chat with the man.

The man laughed, "The newcomer doesn't know the rules, right? This poetry conference has been held several times, and anyone with talent can be greeted as a guest."

Yan Su was thoughtful, and Lu Wenshan watched him walk to the boy who was in charge of the message and asked, "Can I use the pen and ink?"

Xiaotong obviously encounters this kind of thing often, and quickly and respectfully handed Yan Su a pen and paper.

Yan Su pondered for a moment and swiped it on the paper.

Lu Wenshan stuck his head out and looked at it, feeling a little guilty, "Brother, can you do it? Let's show our identity."

Yan Su gave him a disdainful look, why did he think they were wearing masks? Even revealing his identity, he is going to destroy, of course, it is better to be dark.

Children waited for the ink to dry a little, then picked up the paper and showed it to everyone. On the white paper were written four big characters, "Wandering the Dragon and Snake".

The heroic style has formed two completely different styles from other people's words.

Yan Su said politely, "Is it alright?"

The child swallowed and looked at the reactions of the people around him. He was muttering in his heart, but his mouth was slow, "Yes, please."

Lu Wenshan was stunned and gave him a thumbs up, "It's still our boss who has culture, serve!"

Xiaotong took the two of them to the island, Yan Su turned his eyes and landed on the young man in white in the middle.

Feng Shulin is bookish, looks elegant and gentle, and when he smiles, he has the spirit of a young champion, and he is still very conspicuous among so many arrogant talents.

The fit on the top of the head is not too high, Yan Su pulled Lu Wenshan to a corner and sat down, the child approached Feng Shulin and said something, Feng Shulin nodded , greeted Yan Su with a smile.

Yan Su obviously didn't want to participate. There were many talented people who wanted to come to the scene to watch, and he thoughtfully did not mention the matter of letting Yan Su join.

Yan Su quietly observed the people present, the heroine was still wearing men's clothes today, but her hair was combed up today, revealing a smooth forehead and crescent-like eyes, I don't know if it was because The reason why she was recognized by Xing Zhou last time was that she deliberately covered up those prominent features. If she didn't know her identity, she would only think that she was a delicate and beautiful little boy.

Feng Shulin is talking about this round of questions with a smile, the theme is "Moon".

He pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Since it is the theme I mentioned, I will throw a brick to attract jade. Lingling heaven and moon, Niannian is my hometown."

His voice was slow and slow, and when he finished a poem, someone suddenly applauded.

Not to be outdone, the talented people threw out their own poems, which caused a lot of excitement, and it took a while to calm down.

Feng Shulin turned his attention to Song Junze and Qiu Linlang, "In the last round of Qiu Gongzi's 'The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different in the sun. ①' But it surprised us, this one Can the bureau come up with another poem?"

A shy look appeared on her face, "It's a shame."

The talented people present lost their words, and it took a long time for them to regain their senses and exclaimed, "You should have won the first place in this round!"

Song Junze even smiled at her, and the admiration in her eyes made Qiu Linlang look bright.

Yan Su also applauded and seized the opportunity to say, "Since this little boy has won the top prize several times, shouldn't it be time to hang up this poem for everyone to appreciate?"

Feng Shulin nodded approvingly, and was about to call someone to write it, Lu Wenshan answered tactfully, "This son is the first, why don't you let this son write it himself, we are fine too Drape the talents of great talents."

Qiu Linlang's face froze.

Feng Shulin is not a person who is difficult for a strong man, he frowned in embarrassment, and a group of people around him followed suit, he looked at Qiu Linlang helplessly, "Is Qiu son okay?"

Qiu Linlang is now unable to ride a tiger, even Song Junze looked at her expectantly, she had to pick up the pen and write the poem stroke by stroke.

"Did she make a typo?" Lu Wenshan and Yan Su whispered.

Qiu Linlang's character is the elegant small script of the hairpin, which should be related to the copybook of the original master, but the two poems she wrote are simplified, and the Song Dynasty uses the traditional traditional style. It does seem a little unclear, and I feel that I wrote it wrong.

For a time, the young masters who were blowing rainbow farts lost interest and sat on chairs whispering.

Feng Shulin coughed dryly and said, "It seems that Mr. Qiu has someone specializing in ink on weekdays."

The implication is that she doesn't have to write by herself.

Song Junze is the crown prince, but which of the people here is not a well-known talent? How can you take imperial power so seriously?

A young man in a dark blue brocade robe didn't buy it, knocked his fan on the palm of his hand, and thoughtfully said, "In the end, we are all on-the-spot chanting poetry, and Qiu Gongzi's literary talent is my favorite. I admire it, but there are two points I can't agree with - Shulin, don't say that I refute your face, everyone must have such doubts."

He spread out his fan to block Feng Shulin's face where he wanted to speak, and said to the surrounding, "Everyone should be able to see that, first, this young master is not familiar with the words he made, this is not Someone Shimo can solve it; secondly, I don't have a problem with her, I'm just curious, can such a heroic word be thought of by a little boy who is raised at home?"

"Young Master Xie is right." Immediately someone responded. Originally, they just thought that the young master had a big heart, but this kind of word cannot be written without that state of mind. Linlang looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, how can she have this experience?

Xie Lanzhi is also a great talent with the same reputation as Feng Shulin. He has the reputation of "Thanks for the South and the North". As for why he is not the male protagonist... Yan Su thought about it, maybe his reputation is not good enough. There is no relationship like a jade.

Qiu Lin's face turned red, she didn't understand, she wrote it right, why did she say that? No one will know anyway.

Song Junze's eyes deepened. After he separated from Qiu Linlang that day, he asked someone to investigate Qiu Linlang's affairs. Since it was not sent by others, he naturally fell in love with the person who belonged to him. He doesn't care if she can write lyrics, he just protects him when something goes wrong.

He stood up and pulled Qiu Linlang into his arms. Qiu Linlang was startled at first, then her face couldn't help turning red, and she defended in a low voice, "I...I don't."

For a nerd like Feng Shulin who didn't recognize the heroine as a woman, she needs to have a deep impression on the heroine and then she will be amazed when she encounters women's clothing again. Now the heroine It looks like Song Junzeyang's outer room, how can there be other ideas?

Song Junze said in a low voice, "A gentleman can deceive others, but it is hard to ignore them. ③You can't doubt the level of others just because you can't do it yourself."

Xie Lan's eyes changed, and she said angrily, "I can't even doubt that, if that's the case, why don't this poetry conference become your one-person hall!"

Song Junze frowned, feeling that his majesty was offended.

The people around have persuaded Xie Lanzhi to relieve his anger. They only know that this noble person is valuable, but they don't know that he is the prince of the dynasty, otherwise they will see the book of the prince ginseng flying all over the sky tomorrow, and Xie Lanzhi also knows what to do. He couldn't, he was angry and angry, he flicked his sleeves and walked out, "I don't care if we don't participate in this poetry conference! The surname is Feng, don't invite me again in the future!"

Yan Su shook his head and dragged him away from here while the chaos.

But he said that the more Xie Lanzhi thought about it, the more unpleasant he felt. As soon as he got ashore, he heard someone passing by him whispering, "I said, this prince is too careless, isn't he? In a large audience..."

Xie Lanzhi didn't hear the next words clearly, only the words "Prince Prince" buzzed in his ears.

No wonder this man is so arrogant!

Lu Wenshan disclosed the important news, and then let out a sigh of relief, and patted Yan Su's shoulder earnestly, "Boss, this is the end of the matter, you should let go of your obsession with her."

Yan Su laughed, "I know."

At this time, due to the unhappy breakup of the poetry conference, the leader was released in advance, it was none other than Qiu Linlang, just put the song "The lotus leaves are boundless and the lotus is red in the sun" "It was shown once, and it ended hastily.

There are many fewer people on the shore, and you can hear pedestrians' puzzlement and dissatisfaction with this leader.

Yan Su took a few steps and suddenly stopped.

Turned around in the lake, and flowed to the distance in turn.

"What's wrong?" Lu Wenshan asked him.

Yan Suding stared at the bright undercurrent in the darkness, "Let's put a lamp too."

Lu Wenshan was startled first, then nodded heavily, "Okay."

Each of their dead brothers deserves respect.

Yan Su borrowed a pen from the peddler and wrote down his wish seriously. After the ink was dry, he folded the paper and straightened up to put it in the river lantern.

"Oops." Suddenly a teenager and his companions were laughing and playing, not noticing, and jumped straight into his arms.

"I'm sorry." The boy bowed his head and apologized, his companion laughed twice, suddenly met Yan Su's gaze, flinched, dropped the boy and ran away.

Yan Su shook his head, the boy picked up a piece of paper that had been stepped on from the ground.

The paper has been unraveled, and on it are written eight large and vigorous characters.

The mountains and rivers are safe and the Haiyan River is clear.

The young man raised his head in panic and handed the paper to his hand, "I'm sorry..."

He looked dark and thin, but only one face was full of vigor, obviously flustered, but Yan Su saw calm in his eyes.

He chuckled, picked up the paper, folded it in half and put it into the river lantern.

"No problem."

The young man watched his movements eagerly, as if he had never seen anyone put down a river lantern, he squatted on the bank and watched him put down the river lantern.

The river lantern turned a few times on the water, and then floated away with other river lanterns.

Yan Su kept watching, thinking silently in his heart, if the soldiers in the underground have knowledge, I hope they will be well; in future wars, he will take the lead and not teach innocent people to die in vain.

The boy's gaze shifted from the river lamp to Yan Su, looked at the sorrow in his eyes, and blinked.

The author has something to say:Today’s heart (1/1)

I will try my best to be more humming at twelve o'clock today. I can't stand it. I don't want to be bald at an early age. QAQ Does anyone remember that Susu is actually wearing a rabbit ear mask~

Today is a cultural retrospective!

There are also two poems that Feng Shulin read that I came up with after racking my brains. The author is not literate, it's not that they have no culture QAQ.

①From Yang Wanli of Song Dynasty, "Dawn out of Jingci Temple and Send Lin Zifang"

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③Source: "Mencius·Wan Zhang I". Interpretation: Therefore, a righteous gentleman can deceive him with reasonable methods, but it is difficult to deceive him with unreasonable things.