Chapter 120: Such a fresh and delicious little brother, I don’t know who is the best woman in the family

Although Lu Huangshan was still a little worried when he saw Sun Yanwan, the matter was already open, and the two of them had a different relationship because of this.

Yan Renxiong couldn't stay in Nian Mansion anymore. When he saw Huangshan Mountain in Lu sneak out, he followed him.

Sun Yanwan ordered the servants of He's mansion to go and call two more tables of banquets to entertain the girls of Emei and the two high brothers of the North and South Beggars' Sects.

At the banquet, it was a little awkward at first, but soon everyone became familiar with each other and the atmosphere became lively.

After all, the Songyang Sect has a good relationship with the North and South Beggars' Sect. Sun Yanwan and the two female disciples of Emei have a close relationship. He is not a dull person, but a little prince at the dinner table, who is very good at provoking all kinds of good topics.

Somehow, the topic came to the part where Sun Yanwan left Miao Canglang. Lu Huangshan felt that he had a different relationship with Sun Yanwan and praised him repeatedly: "You don't know that there are at least fifty or sixty people in Yongzhou City recently. They talk about the priceless treasures and the rare lovers."

"My second brother became famous in one sentence, let alone the world, even the literary world of Jinan Road is recommended to be the most powerful poetic talent in the local area in the past ten years."

Sun Yanwan thought to himself: "Yu Xuanji is not good! It's the most powerful in the last ten years of Jinan Road."

"I don't believe it either. Jinan Road has been moving forward for more than ten years ago, and there are such powerful scholars?"

However, he was not possessed by a wise man, so he would not argue with Lu Huangshan. Instead, he laughed and said, "It is done temporarily, shoddy and unreasonable."

Sima Ziyan smiled with her lips. Sun Yanwan showed off her poetry talent in front of her. Whenever she thought about it, she always felt a melancholy of "I was born before you were born, but you were old."

Such a tender and delicious little brother, I don’t know who is better for the future.

Several female Emei disciples had just arrived in Mount Emei and arrived in Yongzhou City this morning. Before they heard this gossip, they all became energetic. One had a cinnabar mole on his eyebrows. He was seventeen or eighteen years old and had a beautiful appearance. He couldn't help but ask: "Senior Sister Sima, do you know that Master Sun has such talent in poetry?"

Sima Ziyan took out a folding fan from her sleeve and shook it gently. One side of the folding fan was painted with a snowy landscape, and four lines of poetry - poetry, wine, piano, chess, and romance; she was famous and rich, and she was scattered with immortals without any trouble.

This senior sister of Emei, whose name is purple-shirted dragon girl, said with a young lady from the Sima Cong family, said with slightest: "A while ago, I met a friend in the boudoir. Today, when the first talented woman Lu Chaoxiu was the one who asked her to draw this picture of the snowy mountains and rivers and wrote this poem."

"At that time, Chaoxiu asked me, who did this poem?"

"I answered her, what a brother who is very close to me did."

This sentence caused the Emei female disciples to scream. The Emei female disciple who was speaking just now couldn't help but ask, "What kind of comments do Lu Cainu have?"

Sima Ziyan glanced at Sun Yanwan and smiled and said, "Zhaoxiu's eyes are very tall and she has a bad evaluation. Do you want to listen to it?"

Sun Yanwan also became curious and wanted to know what talented Jurchens in this world were capable of, and replied: "How to not listen? Isn't it a matter of poetry and essays written by people?"

Sima Ziyan said leisurely: "Chaoxiu said that this poem is just ordinary in ancient and modern times..."

Sun Yanwan thought to himself: "This woman is so arrogant. What kind of poetry does she know?"

Sima Ziyan laughed and said the second half again: "Looking at the world, you can dominate the world."

In the marvel of Yan Renxiong and his junior sisters in Huangshan, the purple-clothed dragon girl added a hint of words: "When I talk about it, this was done by my brother Yan Wan when he was eight or nine years old, and he also showed her the remaining eight or nine poems."

"This talented woman in Chaoxiu was stunned for a while and said: If she was eight or nine years old, her talent would be unparalleled in the world and she would be the best."

After the words fell, the seat was silent.

Sun Yanwan and Sima Ziyan didn't know that Guan Gai Dalang's comment had been said in advance, and this person's status is still far above Lu Chaoxiu.

After a while, a voice said quietly, "When you were eight or nine years old, what other poems did you write? Let me tell you to the monk?"

Sun Yanwan almost jumped up in surprise. When he turned around, he saw a handsome young monk who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, with red lips and white teeth. Although he was as white as frosty and snow on his body, he gave people a sense of a romance and romantic feeling.

In Huangshan, Yan Renxiong, Sima Ziyan and a group of Emei female disciples hurriedly stood up to salute and shouted together: "I have seen Master Kong Chan."

This Shaochan Temple is the most famous and youngest master today. She has been at the table without any knowledge.

Sun Yanwan didn't expect that he could see this great master, and he didn't expect that this great master looked so young! But he also knew that although Monk Kongchan was the youngest great master today, he was in his thirties. The reason why he looked so good and romance was because he entered the innate world too early and he has always been like a young man since then.

He also stood up to salute and asked, "How is the Grand Master chasing Miao Canglang?"

Monk Kongchan smiled and replied, "Happy Miao's light skills are indeed unique in the world, so I'll escape him."

Sun Yanwan felt a little strange and thought to himself: "Is it because you didn't chase him at all?"

Monk Kongchan really doesn't look like he had just traveled a long distance, but he doesn't know how to point it out. If Monk Kongchan is angry and beat him up, his master may not be able to help him find his face.

Sun Yanwan hurriedly ordered the servants of He Mansion to prepare a pair of more bowls and chopsticks. Just as he was about to talk to the topic, he heard Kong Chan say, "Forget it, I won't ask you that you have written many poems when you were eight or nine years old."

"When I was young, I had never thought about becoming a monk, I just hated..."

"I just regret that I always thought about martial arts, martial arts, martial arts, and even my life regrets. You should write a poem for the monk with this title."

"If you do it well, I will not punish you for colluding with Miao Canglang and destroying my disciple's marriage."

Sun Yanwan was shocked and shouted: "Have I ever colluded with Miao Canglang?"

Monk Kongchan smiled and said slowly: "The willows on the branches are blowing less, and there is no fragrant grass everywhere in the world! I just watched you and Miao Canglang, bewitching my disciples from escaping the marriage."

Sun Yanwan's forehead was sweating, and she was shocked, and she thought to herself: "It turns out that night, this monk was there too! This is such a bad thing, how can I defend myself?"

"Well, it's more convenient to copy poems."

"Monk? Love Poems? Tsangyang Gyatso..."

"It's better to be safe, let's have Yuan Zhen."

Sun Yan coughed and said, "Once the vast sea was hard to make water, but Wushan was not cloudy. I took the flowers and looked back, and half of the time I practice Taoism and half of the time I am."

Monk Kongchan was full of anger and had nowhere to vent his anger, so he came to vent his anger. He had learned Buddhism since elementary school, so where did he have any love history? He just found a reason and deliberately made things difficult for him. However, Sun Yanwan blurted out without thinking, which shocked the contemporary master very much.

After a while, Kong Chan said lightly: "It's okay!"

"There is another thing you know. I will be the chief examiner next year's scientific examination. You can prepare and come to the exam too!"

"Don't worry about your master. I will write a letter to Zhang Yuanqiao myself and ask him to let you out and go to the literary world for a while."
Chapter completed!