As soon as Zhao Heng said these words, the whole place was in an uproar. Every word you said to me was very lively.
Ling Yun's eyes were all focused on the person on his right. Coincidentally, the person sitting on his right was the woman in yellow whom he met by chance yesterday.
I have to say that ever since I visited the Chenghuang Temple, Ling Yun has been so lucky that she is so full of bloating that she can’t help but feel overwhelmed!
This seems to make sense. Why would Ling Yun sit in the stupid position in front of everyone? It turned out that he had something in mind and a purpose.
The woman in yellow seemed to notice Ling Yun's gaze, looked at him and smiled slightly.
This smile melted his heart instantly, and he wished he could just sit next to her and talk to her heart to heart.
Unfortunately, the distance between the two desks was a bit far, so he could only express his affection by making eye contact.
At the same time, he noticed that there were only five women present, three on his side, two on the opposite side, and one of the women who had just ordered him to compose a poem, sitting next to Zhao Heng.
Ling Yun estimated that this woman was related to Zhao Heng, otherwise he would not have let her sit there.
Logically speaking, men and women were different in ancient times, and women should not be present in men's gatherings. Although the distance between men's and women's desks is deliberately increased now, it is obviously not in line with ancient etiquette.
It is actually contrary to the Book of Rites: for seven years, men and women shall not sit on separate tables and shall not eat together.
He didn't know that Zhao Heng, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, had prompted such a gathering where men and women sat at the same table out of various considerations.
However, as a person with fetal transmutation, he didn't care about such rigid etiquette. The Ling family always ate together and never separated tables.
It's just that this kind of rule, logically speaking, the richer the family, the stricter the requirements, so that he was confused and couldn't figure out why Zhao Heng did this.
Taking advantage of the gap between the two toasting each other, I thought about slowly moving to the woman in yellow and chatting for a while. It would be best to find out some information that will be beneficial to future developments, such as where the family lives and the girl's name...
Thinking about it, I feel happy. He has really had good luck recently. The Chenghuang Temple is really a good place. I will visit it more often when I have time in the future.
Just when Ling Yun was about to slowly approach the woman in yellow, Er Lengzi grabbed him at an inappropriate time and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Brother Ling, what are you going to do?"
Ling Yun replied expressionlessly, "Let go."
"Brother Ling, don't always act like you are rejecting people thousands of miles away. You and I are both brothers from Lingshan County. Scholars from the same hometown should stay close to each other."
"You let go first."
Ling Yun didn't care whether you were from the same hometown or not at this time. He just wanted to chat with the woman in yellow and had to stand aside for other things.
"Brother Ling, come here, you and I, brothers, have a drink."
Erluzi was unmoved, grabbed his hand, clinked the wine glass with his, and drank it all in one gulp.
Ling Yun wanted to have just one drink, and then go away as soon as possible after finishing it.
Ling Yun's face gradually became filled with anger, and he said in a low voice, "After you finish drinking, you can let go."
Seeing Ling Yun's reluctance and putting on a stinky face, the second idiot sighed, "Hey! Brother Ling, what do you mean? Could it be that Zhang wants to have two more glasses of wine with Brother Ling, but even this won't work?"
Ling Yun took a deep breath, looked at Er Lunzi and said coldly, "Drink, you say how many drinks you want to drink, then get out as soon as you finish."
Facing Ling Yun's anger, Er Lengzi smiled instead of getting angry. He leaned close to his ear and whispered softly, "Brother Ling, don't be impatient. Please pay attention to His Highness the Crown Prince's eyes. Are they consistent with yours?"
Ling Yun was stunned for a moment. He stiffly twisted his neck and looked up and to the right.
Er Lunzi was indeed right, Zhao Heng's eyes fell on the woman in yellow intentionally or unintentionally.
Even though he is a little restrained, it is not difficult for those who are interested to find that Zhao Heng looks at the woman in yellow, and from time to time a happy smile appears on the corner of his mouth.
Only then did Ling Yun suddenly realize that he finally understood that the idiot had been holding on to his hand for his own good.
Ling Yun turned around and stared at Er Lunzi closely for four or five seconds. At this time, he was not as shabby as he was in the county examination, but looked like a humble gentleman.
Comparing the before and after, the contrast was so great that if he hadn't paid attention to it, he wouldn't have noticed it.
Ling Yun pondered deeply, why on earth did the fool put you to death?
Thinking about the scene when he slapped himself like a pig's head because of himself, has he forgotten?
If there is a person with a grudge, he would like him to rush forward and talk to the woman in yellow, thus offending His Highness the Crown Prince, causing him to provoke powerful enemies, and ultimately die without a burial place.
But now it seems that Er Lunzi is not as simple as he seemed. His powerful and vicissitudes of life are full of stories.
After withdrawing his thoughts, Ling Yun thanked the second fool, "Thank you, Brother Zhang, for reminding me."
Er Lunzi said nothing, just patted him heavily on the shoulder, then walked back to his original position with the wine cup, leaving Ling Yun upset.
He sat back down, lowered his head, and his eyes were wandering. He had a lot of thoughts, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
After drinking for three rounds, Zhao Heng suddenly said, "Everyone, since this is a poetry meeting, poetry must be written. Who do you think will come first?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately responded, "Of course His Royal Highness will come first..."
"Yes, I heard that His Highness, the Crown Prince, is very talented. I am lucky enough to have a chance to see him today."
"Who says otherwise? I have long heard that His Royal Highness is more beautiful than Pan An and more talented than Zijian. I never thought that I would meet him today."
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Everyone echoed their compliments, and Zhao Heng smiled brightly and said cheerfully, "You are all humble, I have only read a few poetry books, and I can't say that I am very talented."
Even so, the smile on the corner of the mouth and the wanton squandering seemed to be as outstanding as everyone said just now.
After a pause, Zhao Heng continued, "But today, my prince warmly invites you all to come, so I won't show off. The stage is yours. You can do whatever you want."
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. In front of Zhao Heng, compliments are indispensable, otherwise how could he leave a good impression in his heart.
But if Zhao Heng really wrote the poem, then it would not be easy for them to show it. If you say that Zhao Heng is as talented as everyone says, it would be okay.
What should they do if the poem they write is unsightly?
If you do better than him and overpower him, isn't this a naked slap in the face?
Therefore, Zhao Heng's move is actually the best policy.
Hearing that Zhao Heng advocated free expression, someone stood up and objected, "Your Highness, when we scholars write articles and poems, we must pay attention to the scope of writing. If we allow free expression, wouldn't it be incomparable?"
"What Brother Sun said is absolutely true. If everyone is different, there really is no comparison."
Of course, when ancient literati wrote poems, they did more than just touch the scenery. For poetry gatherings like this, the most important thing was to compete.
Zhao Heng thought for a moment, frowned slightly, and said with a little regret, "That's true, but I was not prepared..."
The woman next to Zhao Heng suddenly interrupted, "Brother, I have a question, why don't you take it out and let you guys try it?"
Zhao Heng raised his eyelids and said thoughtfully, "What is my sister referring to?"
This chapter has been completed!