Inferior Shaoqing swept away literary talents [Liang Zhutongren]

The annual Chinese Valentine's Day Girl's Day comes quietly during the days when Ma Wencai and Shao Siyu are chasing and hiding.July [-]th is the day when Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet.It is said that on this day, many magpies will fall from the sky for no reason.And the chance of rain this day is almost [-]%.

The highlight of the Qixi Festival is at night, and it is said that the girls in the academy are preparing for the evening banquet.But in the city under the mountain, it is also very lively during the daytime.The academy also kindly gave all the students a day off on this day, allowing everyone to change into their regular clothes and go down the mountain to play.This made the boys trapped on the mountain all day happy, and it didn't take long for the academy to leave alone to empty the courtyard.

"I don't know who came up with the idea of ​​what kind of Masked Hundred Flowers Festival will be held in the city this year."

"What is the Masquerade Hundred Flowers Festival? It sounds interesting?" The students beside them were in groups of three or four, discussing the program at the foot of the mountain loudly, their tone full of anticipation.

"I heard that it was organized by the Duke's Mansion. Those young men and women who have never been married are required to wear masks and look for their destined ones among the flowers. If they find their marriages today and plan to get married, they will be able to get married. A congratulatory gift from the Duke!"

"The old Duke's congratulatory gift must be quite a lot!"

Shao Siyu curled his lips slightly, and turned around to meet Yutong's adoring eyes.This kind of weird idea really came up with his own master.

Both sides of the bustling Hangzhou streets are filled with colorful flowers, which are very popular.People who come and go have happy smiles on their lips.Although they all wear different masks, it is not difficult to feel the happiness in everyone's heart.

"Daffodils in January, plums in February, begonias in March, orchids in four seasons, peonies and bamboos in five seasons, epiphyllum in July and orchids in eight, osmanthus and pomegranate in September, chrysanthemums and poinsettia in eleventh..." Shao Si gracefully threw away the folding fan in his hand. Yu carefully touched the flowers on the side of the road and sniffed them, showing a satisfied smile.

"Master, can you stop showing off, okay?" Yutong rolled her eyes impatiently, the flowers and plants all over the street made her a little dizzy, why didn't she see a snack seller for so long?

"It's not showing off, it's erudition..." Shao Siyu shook his head slightly, the fox mask on his face couldn't hide his complacency at all.

"Baihua's birthday is a good day, and the spring is halfway through the flowering period. There are thousands of red and purple brocades, and Shang Lao's embellishment is the god of flowers."

"Come on, I know you are crazy about flowers!" Shaking her hands indecently, Yutong looked around complaining, "But master, why are you pretending to be completely ignorant of flowers and plants in the academy? When I invited you together, you said you were afraid of killing the peach blossoms, but you quietly went to loosen the peach branches and remove the insects at night?"

"This...you have to keep a low profile! If Zhu Yingtai knows that I love flowers like crazy, won't she be annoyed to death?"

"That's why you suggested to the old Duke to hold this Laoshizi's Hundred Flowers Party to comfort lovesickness?"

"It's a bit far-fetched to use comforting lovesickness here!" Hitting Shao Yutong's forehead in a funny way, Shao Siyu gracefully threw away the black iron fan and shook it lightly, then turned and walked slowly forward along the West Lake.

For some reason, a group of people surrounded them not far ahead, chattering lively, as if they were discussing something.As they approached a little, the master and servant saw a group of young men who looked like children of rich families gathered together, leaning on the building by the water, or pretending to be romantic or arty, reciting poems and lyrics.Not far from the group of teenagers on the banks of the West Lake, a group of young girls with beautiful make-up and wearing different masks shyly pointed at them, as if discussing which of their companions they liked.

"Master, it seems that we are competing in poetry, should we also go and have a look?" Seeing that there was nothing delicious to eat, Yutong simply tugged on his master's sleeve and walked forward.Shao Siyu couldn't resist her, so he simply followed.

This group of young people didn't wear masks, they were very strange, they were obviously not students of Nishan Academy, Shao Siyu made a slight guess and it became clear immediately.It is said that there is also a private academy in Hangzhou called Donglin Library.The students there are almost all second-generation rich second-generation officials, and it feels a bit like an aristocratic academy in the 21st century.In fact, a boy from an official family like Ma Wencai should have entered the Donglin Library, but I don’t know if that guy is too withdrawn and doesn’t get along well with others, or because he is sure that Nishan Academy will be the boss if there is no strongman?

The master and the servant went up to listen, and it turned out that a group of people were competing in poetry independently, and the topic was mainly one of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they wrote poems and inscriptions on the spot.He brought Yutong and stood aside to watch the excitement, and listened to those pretentious young masters trying their best to get out words like male peacocks. In fact, they just wanted to attract the attention of the big girls on the opposite side. Shao Siyu couldn't bear it. He turned his head and clenched his fist to his lips, trying to restrain his urge to burst out laughing.

"Hey, these are also called literary talents?" Shao Yutong rolled her eyes angrily. Although her own brain is not very good, but after getting along with her master for so many years, she can tell what is poetry and what is. Doggerel, right?

The poems made by these people are simply unbearable.

"This little brother has such an expression, does it mean that he has a problem with our poems?" The group of enthusiastic young people who were praising each other a second ago walked towards Shao Siyu's master and servant together when they heard Shao Yutong's words He came over with a bad expression on his face.

"Brothers are overthinking, my school boy has never studied, so he will inevitably speak out loud, so please don't mind!" Shao Siyu turned around after hearing the words, and quickly pulled Yutong to smile and apologize.When you are away from home, it is better not to cause trouble. Although the other party seems to be a scholar with no strength, but there are many people.What's more, today is the Chinese Valentine's Day, and the old man held the Hundred Flowers Festival, so I can't cause trouble for the old man at this time.

"I won't disturb everyone's elegant mood, so I will leave now!"

As he said that, Shao Siyu was about to turn around and dodge, but was blocked by one of the blue-robed students, "Young master, please stay!"

"What's the matter?" Secretly clutching the Xuan Fan in his hand, Shao Siyu cursed in his heart, then turned around with a smile on his face.

"Seeing that you have an extraordinary temperament and good speech, you must be a person who has read a lot of poetry and books. Why don't you invite your son to teach me a poem, which will open our eyes." The blue-robed man has a handsome face, and his speech and demeanor are also gentle. He was polite, but the sarcasm in the corner of his eyes made Shao Siyu quite speechless.

This guy is clearly provocative!What's wrong with the men in this world, why are they all untouchable mine eggs, which explode when stimulated!

"I don't need it anymore, I'm too young to be educated, so don't make a fool of yourself in front of everyone!"

"You're clearly looking down on us by saying that!"

"Yeah, boy, do you know who he is?" Others began to interrupt one after another, and a thin man next to him pointed to the man in blue robe who spoke just now and said to Shao Siyu, "He is Shangguan Yun, the prefect of Yangping. Shangguan Lingyun, son of the Sheng family."

Shangguan?Lingyun?Shao Siyu's body trembled slightly, and suddenly the corners of his lips twitched.Such a title of lofty ambition, it really scares me to death!

"What are you laughing at?!" Or because Shao Siyu was not shocked by his identity, but showed a little disdain, which made Shangguan Lingyun feel a little displeased.Embarrassed by Shao Siyu's sizing up and down, Shangguan Lingyun frowned slightly, and imperceptible disgust floated in his clear black and white peach eyes.

"No, Mr. Shangguan is very talented and good-looking, which is really admirable. No, the younger brother immediately fell in love with him when he saw him, so naturally he laughed out loud without knowing it. To meet you by chance, Little brother is really lucky in three lives and has accumulated blessings in previous lives!"

Smiling lightly, Shao Siyu half closed the folding fan in his hand, and saw a frivolous provocation at the corner of her lips at some point.As if he couldn't see enough, he looked at Shangguan Lingyun from the beginning to the end again several times, and Shao Siyu suddenly stepped forward and approached him, "Mr. Shangguan is a dragon and a phoenix, I wish I could..."

"Master!!!" Shao Yutong frowned, a pair of small hands firmly grabbed Shao Siyu's arm and dragged him back desperately, "Why did you repeat your old problem?!"

Injured one after another, and now there is a Mr. Ma in the academy chasing and shouting and slamming behind him all day long. This unreliable master of his family has found a new target!Shao Yutong really couldn't stand it any longer, if he couldn't beat his own master, Shao Yutong would definitely knock her unconscious, and then pack this thing and take it back to Mobei!

The smile on Shao Siyu's face did not fade away, but Shangguan Lingyun's displeasure turned from just now to stunned, surprise and bewilderment flashed across his gentle face.Then, he quickly recovered his indifference.Eyebrows raised slightly, Shangguan Lingyun looked at the bright smile in the eyes of the young man in blue shirt in front of him, and curled his lips with interest.

"you……"

With a sound of 'swipe', the folding fan suddenly opened, and Shao Siyu suddenly restrained his playfulness and rushed to Shangguan Lingyun and bowed slightly, then raised his hand to Yutong who was full of resentment behind him and said softly, "Little thing, let's go!"

"Hey!" After a long sigh of relief, Shao Yutong glanced disdainfully at the few people who were arrogant and arrogant, turned around and ran to his master in two or three steps towards the other side of the West Lake.

"Wait!" Suddenly a tall man in white stopped Shao Siyu again under Shangguan Lingyun's eyes, and said coldly, "If you can't write poems that convince me today, don't Want to get out of here!"

"Dare to stop my master, do you want to die?" Yutong's round eyes opened angrily, her clenched right hand unconsciously opened, and she slowly raised her right hand, wanting to make a move, but Shao Siyu shook her head and held it down.

"In that case, it's better to obey than to be respectful!" Resignedly glanced at the people present, Shao Siyu patted Yutong's shoulder and smiled reassuringly, then strode to the side of the West Lake where the pavement had already been paved. In front of a stone table with rice paper.

"The melody of the strings is melodious, and the game of chess matches the world..." Picking up the ink-soaked brush, Shao Siyu lightly raised his eyes to glance at the people around him, and then lowered his head to write on the snow-white rice paper like a snake and a dragon, like flowing clouds and flowing water. The slightest pause.The group of young men stretched their necks out of curiosity, and whispered the lines on the paper word by word.

"The story of the history and history of the book collection shows the eternal love of the world." A slight surprise flashed in Shangguan Lingyun's eyes, but he suppressed it forcefully.

Chicly stretched out his hand and pulled the poem in front of him and threw it aside, Shao Siyu continued to splash ink without raising his head, "Plating the strings of wind and rain all one's life, chess playing the world's best, the book tells about the rise and fall of a hundred generations, and draws all the universe in the world!"

Shangguan Lingyun's complexion is already changing like a palette at this moment, but Shao Siyu still doesn't care about it, and the poems scattered on the grass are one after another, and Yutong is happy on the spot spin around.It seems that her master was really angered this time, and she knew that the master's demeanor would not last long.

"You're showing your ugliness!" Shao Siyu didn't put down his brush until the rice paper on the table bottomed out, raised his eyebrows proudly at Shangguan Lingyun and others who were already in a daze, and then flung off the folding fan coolly and waved at Yutong. He waved his hand and turned away.

"There are mountains beyond the mountains, and sky beyond the sky. Don't think that you are invincible because you have a powerful 'Second Emperor', hum!" Yutong glanced at the dumbfounded men and sneered, and then followed her master with a sneer past.

"Who is he?" After a long while, Shangguan Lingyun came back to his senses and asked his companion.Those men also shook their heads blankly and looked at each other.