Ye Fan was stunned and then said with a smile, "Xiaoxue, why are you asking? I told you, I forgot... "

Su Qingxue blinked and said, "the woman who must be able to make her husband like her should not be simple. I'll find out later..."

"My princess, why do you always think about that Qing'er, isn't it jealous?" Ye Fan said with a narrow smile.

Su Qingxue takes a look at the man, reaches out to pick up the wine pot and pours a glass of wine to Ye Fan.

"My husband, you'd better drink and watch the dance. I'm not so stingy..."

Just then, the women on the stage have begun to change various patterns.

In groups of five, they went to all directions one after another, showing their unique dances, some charming, some witty and some elegant, with different styles.

Many of the literati on the scene have already looked straight.

In particular, some poor literati do not have the chance to see so many beautiful women in weekdays, and some of them have already turned red.

Many of the women on the stage also winked at these literati and took the initiative to tease them.

In particular, the position where Su Huafan was located received countless winks.

However, Su Huafan was calm, smiling and enjoying the dance, as if no one could disturb his mood.

This elegant and easy-going, let some literati on the scene, secretly admire him.

A pair of slightly ChuChu pitiful, slightly sad eyes, projected from the dancer, fell on Ye Fan's body.

Ye Fan actually felt it, but he pretended not to pay attention to it. After all, Gu Qing is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Ye Fan knows that this woman is actually installed!

However, although Gu Qing's eyes did not cause Ye Fan's reaction, she let Su Qingxue notice.

"My husband That woman is so beautiful and has been looking at you all the time. Is she Qing'er? " Su Qingxue asked.

"Did you? I didn't see it. My princess is so beautiful. I can't hold other women in my eyes, "Ye Fan said solemnly.

"My husband will make fun of my concubine..." Su Qingxue was helpless, but he began to observe Gu Qing carefully.

Finally, a song is finished, and the dance stops.

More than 50 women who took part in the Huakui competition took out one of their exquisite flower brands and walked around the stage before they left.

Seeing the famous brand, Su qingxuedun's eyes lit up and said with a smile: "sure enough, she is Qing'er, husband This woman seems to miss you

Ye Fan said with a stiff smile: "nothing, drink Drinking... "

Raise your glass, Ye Fan drinks it.

This wine, which he had drunk only yesterday, was drunk for thousands of days. It seems that Lin Lang poetry club is really of high quality and can even use this kind of expensive wine.

"Big brother, drink less when you are drunk for a thousand days. You have to write poems later. Although wine can help you, you can't drink too much," Ye Wanqing reminded.

"What poetry? They all said they just came to join in the fun... " Ye Fan waved his hand.

He has a clear goal tonight. He will leave after watching the performance, and then the Huakui competition has nothing to do with him, so he can pass the border safely.

Ye Wanqing Dudu mouth, a face unhappy, and take Ye Fan no way.

At this time, Zhang Taifu stood up and said in a loud voice: "ladies and gentlemen, today we are gathering again at the Lin Lang poetry meeting. I would like to propose a toast to you all..."

Hundreds of people in the audience got up one after another, accompanied by the king of Qi, and drank with Zhang Taifu, "Xie Taifu..."

After drinking, Zhang Shengjing said directly: "some of you have been to the poetry meeting several times, and some of you are talking about a woman's yearning for love Lang from afar. Although euphemistic and pleasant, it is actually deep and touching

It must be that Zhang Taifu's topic should be "lovesickness between men and women..."

"Ha ha He is worthy of being the first talent in the imperial city. What Huafan said is exactly what Zhang Sheng nodded with a smile.

Suddenly, the audience again exclaimed and appreciated Su Huafan's insight and appreciation. Although many people also recognized it, Su Huafan's courage to be the first to say it was an expression of self-confidence.

After the title was revealed, a waiter holding a signboard came to Zhang Taifu.

Zhang Taifu reached out his hand and casually took out a name tag and read it out: "Feisha City, hundred Li Qingtian Hehe, it seems that he is a talented person from a hundred Li family. It's up to you to write poems for the first question! "

In the second row, a man in a black brocade robe stood up and arched his hand, "a hundred Li Qingtian, I've met all my teachers and friends I'd like to present my ugliness. I'd like to write a poem about Acacia... "

Bai Li Qingtian slightly pondered, and immediately recited confidently: "the elder is infinite, drink freely in the dark and cold in the evening. The cold is endless before the noise. When the bed comes, the old son still ascends the dragon. "

As he read it, ye Danqing and several other record writers are writing them down quickly. Everyone will write a version for fear of missing and wrong writing.

They recorded their poems and sent them directly to a group of highly respected scholars on one side for evaluation and final score for each talent.After reading the word, the scene burst into applause and many people cheered.

One hundred Li Qingtian sat down, a talented man in front of him stood up again.

"Xiaosheng comes from Dazheng University. His surname is Lu, and his single name is Xin."

Many people at the scene were shocked

"Is it Lu Xin from the Dazheng university? No wonder you can sit in the first row

"It's said that he was the first poet of Dazheng Academy. He was born in poverty, otherwise he could compete with Su Huafan..."

Lu Xin is neither humble nor arrogant. After a little meditation, he also began to read poems

"All of them are managed by ugly mu. When you see you with a handful of residual wax. Finally, he ordered Fang to drink wine, and his fishing songs and eyes were invincible... "

After reading a poem, there were cheers again.

Ye Fan was drinking wine. When he heard these cheers, he was a little confused. It seemed that he was very general. Where did these people feel better?

After passing a few people, it reached the position of Ye Fan.

At that time, the attention of the whole audience was particularly focused. We had been looking forward to the level of Ye's son-in-law, who was the most popular recently, and wanted to see for real.

Zhang Taifu and the king of Qi are also looking forward to it with great interest.

Ye Fan was a little puzzled, "this How can this still reach me? Everyone has to do it? "

The scene burst out a burst of laughter, some people are helpless to shake their heads.

"Ye's son-in-law, have you not read the rules of the poetry meeting on the invitation card?" Zhang Taifu asked with a smile.

Ye Fan shakes his head, "no..."

"Big brother You didn't watch it!? I thought you looked after it. "Ye Wanqing quickly explained to Ye Fan in a low voice.

It turns out that in addition to the first person, Lin Lang poetry club is decided by drawing lots, and the next order is to give priority to those most famous talents in the first row.

Wait for the first row to finish, then go to the back.

When a talented person is turned, he has two choices, one is to write poems quickly or to punish himself three times!

Generally speaking, those who can sit in the first row can't even write a poem. Even if the preparation time is shorter than that of other talents, it won't be fined.

"Ye's son-in-law, that's the rule. Please let's enjoy your works..." Zhang Taifu said with a smile.

"Oh So it is. ".

Ye Fan nodded, and now he understood.

Just as people are looking forward to it, they intend to make a good appraisal of Xiaye fan's strength

All of a sudden, Ye Fan took Su Qingxue and ye Wanqing's wine glasses, and then three glasses were filled directly!

"Gudong, Gudong Gudong, Gudong "Gudong, Gudong..."

After drinking three cups of wine for thousands of days, Ye Fan wiped his mouth and enjoyed it, "ah Self penalty three cups! I'm done! Next

The audience was silent. Su Qingxue and ye Wanqing didn't know what to say. They knew Ye Fan didn't want to write poetry, but they didn't expect to resist to this extent!?

Other talented people are speechless, Rao is a well-informed Zhang Taifu, now also a bit stimulated to, half a day can't say a word.

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