There are coffee tables below, whether they are romantic, talented scholars, or wealthy people, they are all one by one, and they are sparse and in a proper manner, not as lively as in the market.

It happened that three people were left to lean on each other. The three of them smiled and then landed directly. The beautiful maid had already gone there.

Ding Yucheng looked at the four examiners and saw one of them, and couldn't help but look bitter.

The man was older and slightly frivolous, and was particularly prominent among the four examiners.

Wu Yun smiled and said, "Yu Cheng, you are here today. It seems that you can only be a spectator today."

It turned out that the man was He Zhizhang, the current minister of the Ministry of Rites, and He Zhixing's cousin of Fengshan Academy.

This person is nicknamed Siming Kuangke and has a great reputation in the literary world. I have invited him to come today and it is my duty.

Ding Yucheng happened to be the subject of the examination hosted by this person, and he was a young talent, He Zhizhang loves to help him. He likes him very much and has a close relationship with him.

Ding Yucheng wanted to show off his ugly side today, but it would be easy to cause controversy.

If it is normal, it is not harmful. Just come in the court and fight in a delicate moment. A small thing may be used as a handle and be attacked by the political enemy.

He Zhizhang himself may not care, but Ding Yucheng's disciple should not be held back.

He Zhizhang glanced at Ding Yucheng and also saw Wu Yun. The two nodded slightly, which was considered a greeting.

Wu Yun was independent from the outside in the court and represented the secular power of the Shangqing Palace, so he was quite transcendent, which was another reason why the emperor valued him.

Li Zhichang watched coldly and saw the key points. Moreover, he also knew He Zhixing, so He Zhizhang's identity was certainly about to emerge.

I can't help but sigh that this world is so small.

I remember a passage I read before, in the world, I will never be more than six people.

This also reflects the wonder of cause and effect, as if an invisible net involves everyone in the human world. Whether it is immortals, Buddhas, or demons, it is the same.

The faint fragrance hit and the courtyard suddenly became silent.

Everyone's eyes were gathered on the platform, and they saw a light gauze, half covering their jade face, and a faint fragrance filled the entire hall.

Two bent eyebrows that seem to be frowning but not frowning. One pair of eyes that seem to be happy but not happy are affectionate.

The mood brings sorrow to both faces, and the delicate body brings a sickness.

When quiet, it is like a delicate flower shining on the water,

The action is like a weak willow to support the wind,

Xinjiao has one more place than do,

Sickness is like Xizi wins three points.

When Li Zhi often saw this Feng Xiaoqing, he couldn't help but think of this poem.

He originally thought that this man in the world, a talented woman in the imperial capital, should be extremely beautiful and charming, or pretending to be a cold and arrogant person or an iceberg beauty.

But I didn't expect that the other party's character is natural, and it is not as good as the human pen and ink can be described.

Of course, Li Zhichang has been in the world for many years, even Chang'e and Guanyin in the moon. Now, he can be like watching the mirror, flowers, water and moon without being moved.

But he was still a little curious, because this talented woman not only has a natural charm but also has a jade bone and ice skin. What is even more surprising is that she is actually a monster.

Although the demonic aura is already indifferent, it cannot be concealed by Li Zhichang.

Things are getting more and more interesting.

At this time, the Qingniang had already greeted the people below and the four examiners on the stage with a glass of wine, then took off the veil and drank it all in one go.

The moon is wafting and the cheeks are flying, making it even more thrilling and savoring.

While everyone was obsessed with beauty, she had already taken a pipa from the servant, plucked the strings and sang: "Heaven and earth are the backward journey of all things; time is the passerby of a hundred generations. But life is like a dream, how much joy is it?

The ancients traveled at night with candles, which was a good thing. Moreover, the spring summoned me to take the smoke and scenery, and large pieces of me to write. I met the fragrant garden of peach blossoms, and prefaced the joys of family life. The handsome and beautiful seasons were all for the blessings. We sang and sang, and we were ashamed of happiness. We had not finished our quiet appreciation, and we talked about it to the Qing Dynasty. We opened the jade banquet to sit on the flowers, and flew the feathers and drank the moon. If there was no good poem, how could we extend our graceful thoughts?"

This is the preface written by the Qinglian Immortal in the previous generation. Qingniang sang it in a leisurely manner, and the mysterious charm of "life is impermanent and wandering" vividly explains the mysterious and clear charm of "life is impermanent and unstable" to the fullest, which is a perfection.

Everyone was so confused that they shook their heads, but Li Zhichang was extremely awake. Even Wu Yun was just knocking on the tea table and making the beats, Tao Ran was already intoxicated.

Just now, the Qingniang secretly sent a trace of demonic power to the singing, which was natural and almost no trace to be found, which made people's hearts. If it were ordinary, this method must be considered exquisite. Apart from Li Zhichang, no one could find this.

Qingniang finished her song and said, "Xiaoqing just sang the legacy of the Qinglian Immortal. Now that the Jingu Garden is here, the characters are no longer there, but the prosperous Shenjing is even better than that of the past. So I asked you to leave poems and essays to resonate with the predecessors. If not, there will be Jingu wine. Of course, everyone will return with all their fun."

He Zhizhang smiled and said, "Listen to the wonderful sounds will naturally help the poetry, but it is necessary to have no titles. Qingniang will draw a title."

Feng Xiaoqing smiled slightly, bent his eyes in the distance, and said, "Secretly, how about writing the lyrics with the spring scenery?"

He Zhizhang said: "Okay, okay, although the spring scenery is an ordinary thing, it is very rare to write new ideas. It is also difficult to write lyrics with the water dragon yin, which is difficult. It seems that Qingniang intends to let everyone drink the wine to enjoy it."

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately attracted a burst of laughter.

As soon as the laughter passed, the arrogant and talented person began to conceive.

A stick of incense was also lit on the stage. Before one third of it was burned, someone said, "What if you don't want to show off your ugly face?"

The person who spoke was a young man dressed in luxurious clothes.

This young man, except Li Zhichang, probably knew everyone present. This person was Liang Lian, the only son of the powerful prime minister Liang.

The prime minister is just a title for the world, but the Prime Minister of the Daxia Dynasty was unknown and built a center with a cabinet. The first cabinet master was called the chief minister.

However, this prime minister was too powerful, which made other cabinet members feel like paper and had no presence, and was stronger than the prime ministers of all dynasties. In addition, he was awarded the title of king, so the court and the people were called prime ministers.

As his only son, Liang Lian was naturally domineering. Although he was not a fool, no one believed him to be able to write a poem in such a short time.

He saw a clear guest beside Liang Lian with a strong eye. He suddenly realized and secretly scolded him for being shameless.

The Qingke was very famous. He was a person who was able to compete with Xu Qingchang in the lyrics world. He was called Shen Zhiqi.

This person has always had a talented talent and relied on a thousand words to his horse. Although he had few excellent works, he was incredibly quick to write poems or lyrics, and was known as a genius.

Needless to say, the lyrics must have been written by Shen Zhiqi.

Besides, Liang Lian is there, since he spoke, how dare others argue with him?

I heard that whoever becomes the leader tonight can become the guest of Qing Niang's entry into the curtain. It seems that this beauty can only be enjoyed by Liang Lian, which is really heartbreaking. (To be continued.)

ps:Thanks to Fengdu Meng, Danke, Gu Fan Fengying for rewarding
Chapter completed!