"Miss, Mr. Qin has passed. Today, many scholars come to the mansion to attend the lectures. Let's go and have a look." Xiao Lan'er sat in the embroidery building and suggested.

Cai Yan, who wiped Jiaoweiqin with his own hands, was no more than two years older than Xiaolan'er, but he was much more steady. He heard this and said, "You girl, how could we women appear at the literary meeting?"

Xiaolan'er said boredly with her fingers curled her long hair, "Tsk, I see that those talented men who came here are probably not as good as those young ladies."

"You girl, you will say good-heartedness to make me happy." Cai Yan said with a smile. At this moment, she was thinking about what Qin Feng did in the front yard garden. It is important to know that literary knowledge is rare. If it is famous, it will be very helpful in the future.

"Miss, go, go. Let's take a look at it secretly. Mr. Qin is also there. Don't you want to see Mr. Qin's literary talent?" Xiao Lan'er ran over and shook the lady's arm and begged.

In fact, Cai Yan also wanted to go and see the literary talents of those scholars, as well as Mr. Qin Feng...

...

"Mr. Cai, you are taking the liberty." The man suggested that he bow and salute from afar.

Cai Yong stroked his long beard and smiled, "Haha, it's okay. Wenhui naturally wants to recite poems and essays. I wonder which young hero will write a poem to help the wine be happy?"

Seniors like Cai Yong also wanted to see which talents would appear among these juniors. This writing conference was held for this purpose. It is usually held by seniors, so that the younger generation can show their literary talent and gain some fame before retiring.

It is true that there is no first in literature, but most people are self-aware. This time, the literary party held by Cai Yong, a master of literary circles, brought many famous scholars, and they had no confidence to choose to observe quietly.

"Today there are Chen Kongzhang, Kong Wenju, Liu Gonggan, and Xun Wen. If the four high-ranking talents are here, we will not be ugly if we are not talented. Can the four gentlemen write a poem? Let us also look at the style." It was the scholar who just proposed, and after looking around, he bowed to Cai Yong and others.

This is a pure literary gathering, a banquet for drinking and exchanging literature, without any false things. The four people mentioned by the proposer were all recognized talents, but there was no intention of looking down on others. So when the other scholars heard it, they all claimed good.

Lu Zhi smiled and said, "It is rare for us to drink and hold a literary conference here today. I'll do it for business, so you can come first."

Liu Zhen, Liu Gonggan. One of the seven sons of Jian'an later, if it weren't for this title, Qin Feng wouldn't have known that there was such a person.

Then a literati with a thin face and a very energetic appearance stood up and bowed to him and said, "Then I will be ugly."

When most people write poems, they can only make a rhyme and aphrodisiac. This improvised poem, the most exquisite person's literary talent, quieted down in the garden. Everyone's eyes gathered with Liu Zhen, waiting for him to write a good poem.

Liu Zhen was silent for a moment, and then he saw a few tits flying over from afar. He became scheming in his heart and chanted: "The wild green birds live in the wild, roam the thorns. They eat flat fields in the morning, and drink in the Quchi Spring in the evening. They leave Penglai and even the edge of Danqiu."

"It's indeed Liu Zhen!"

"Liu Gonggan's talent has improved more than in previous years."

"Not bad, not bad!" Everyone cheered and raised their glasses to celebrate Liu Zhen.

It sounds like the rhymes. Judging from the expressions of these scholars, this poem should be good. Qin Feng also drank a cup. He was born in the theater academy in later generations and had unique features in acting, but when it comes to writing poems... he can only recite a few poems!

"Haha, I'm so ugly." Liu Zhen was very satisfied with this poem, so he sat back after saying that.

Cai Yong, Lu Zhi and other seniors couldn't help but nod and praised.

The first thing about literature is that, when writing poetry on the spot, you must distinguish between the superiority and inferiority. At this time, someone stood up and said with great enthusiasm: "Then I will write a poem below to help you enjoy the wine."

Seeing that he was full of heroism and extraordinary appearance, Qin Feng thought about it: When he was recommending a poem, he mentioned Liu Zhen, Xun Yu, Chen Lin and Kong Rong. Xun Yu was by his side, and Liu Zhen was done. This person was either Kong Rong or Chen Lin!

"Brother Zijin, this one is Chen Lin and Chen Kongzhang!" Xun Yu observed his expression and explained to him.

"Oh!" Qin Feng secretly wrote down Chen Lin's appearance. This person was extraordinary. Later, an article "Expression to Yuan Shao for Yuzhou" was terrified when Cao Cao saw it and broke out in cold sweat. He felt extremely angry. Awesome!

"The sun is filled with light, and good friends invite me to visit. During the banquet, the mysterious cranes float on the clear springs, and the beautiful trees are blooming green." Chen Lin finished speaking in one breath, and drank the wine in the glass, which was extremely generous.

"Good poem!"

"It's just that I'm waiting for this banquet today."

"The mysterious crane floats on the clear spring, and the beautiful trees are bright and lush! Good sentences should be filled with white."

Chen Lin was very proud and looked at Liu Zhen. The latter bowed his hand and Chen Lin hurriedly returned the gift and returned to the seat.

Cai Yong, Lu Zhi, Ma Richan and others looked at each other and said in unison: "This year will become a climate in the future."

It goes without saying that people can scare Cao Cao by writing words, which is not something ordinary people can compare with. If Qin Feng wanted to see Xun Yu's literary talent, he said, "Brother Wen Ruo..."

"No, no hurry, there is another one..." Xun Yu said with a smile.

As soon as Xun Yu finished speaking, he saw a middle-aged man standing up with a dignified face, a small goatee, and a kind face.

As soon as this person stood up, the scene calmed down.

This person is nothing else, but Kong Rong and Confucius Wenju. He was a famous scholar in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. He became the master of Wenwen after Cai Yong. He was the leader of the seven sons of Jian'an and the 20th-generation grandson of Confucius. The Confucius family was respected by emperors of all generations for thousands of years and was a great man for generations. Unfortunately, in the troubled times, he was eventually killed by Boss Cao.

Kong Rong looked like a good man, and first said, "The head of the Yanyan Zhongshan Mountain is jutting, the Yantian Road is jutting. The high-strange Yaoyun Gate is full of coldness. The long-standing people of the ages have formed roots in their solidity."

"Good poetry is a rare masterpiece for Brother Wenju."

"Yes, yes, it would be great if it could be modified."

"How wonderful, so wonderful. The poetry is profound and profound, as if you have deep feelings." Everyone cheered.

Qin Feng studied the performance department and didn't know much about ancient Chinese, so he didn't understand why. When everyone saw it, he raised his glass and drank with Daliu.

He still thought that the poem he wrote must be very awesome when Xun Yu came to the previous poem by Cao Cao. He said, "Brother Wen Ruo, it's your turn this time."

"Brother Zijin, don't be impatient." Xun Yu smiled at him meaningfully.

Qin Feng was very confused. What did this kid do and what was the smell of conspiracy?

Xun Yu stood up, bowed and said, "I have never been good at chanting poetry, but I recommend one person today and I will definitely not disappoint everyone."

Everyone knew Xun Yu's literary talent, but they couldn't understand each other after hearing this.

A great man with an intelligence of 95 or above can't write poetry. Qin Feng thought to himself that you are too good at joking. Who would believe him? I recommend one person? I have read all the guests list. Where are the great men? I don't know if there are any hidden dragons and creeping tigers?

"Oh! Who is Wen Ruo talking about?" Cai Yong couldn't help asking.

Xun Yu is known to everyone in Luoyang. He has been known as the king and Zuo since he was a child. If he is so respected, this person must be extraordinary. Therefore, although Cai Yong and others were very confused, they were still waiting for Xun Yu to speak out the name of this person.

"Haha, Mr. Cai, what I am talking about is not someone else, it is Qin Feng and Qin Zijin." Xun Yu said with a smile.
Chapter completed!