As soon as the brothers Su and Zhou got off the carriage, Qin Yue greeted them warmly. He first saluted Su Zhou respectfully and said, "Qin Yue has met Brother Su."
Then he smiled and said to Su Shi, "How are you doing, dear brother?"
When Su Shi saw Qin Yue's dress, he couldn't help but feel much better, because if Su Shi was dressed like a peacock, then Qin Yue was dressed like he was going to the palace for a Qionglin banquet.
Su Zhou hurriedly returned the greeting and said, "Thank you, Brother Qin Xian. You have been waiting for a long time."
After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, Qin Yue said, "Brother Su and brother Xian, please follow me into the mansion."
Su Zhou said hurriedly: "Brother Qin Xian, please come."
"Wait a minute." Su Shi said hurriedly.
Qin Yue turned back and looked at him doubtfully: "Brother Xian, is there anything else?"
Su Shi touched his nose, looked at his eldest brother, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Don't we still have to wait for eldest sister-in-law?"
The smile on Qin Yue's face grew stronger at this time and he said: "Mrs. Xu has already entered the house, and my sister-in-law is accompanying Mrs. Xu to enjoy the flowers in the backyard."
Qin Yue looked at Su Shi with a smile on his face, but there seemed to be something deeper in his smile.
Su Shi naturally understood the meaning of his smile, and couldn't help showing some embarrassment on his face, and said hurriedly: "Let's enter the house."
Qin Yue led the two of them to the side hall of the Qin Mansion lobby. As soon as Su Shi walked into the side hall and looked in, he was suddenly completely stunned and stopped involuntarily.
There were not many people in the side hall. Qin Zhidao, the head of the Qin Mansion, and Kong Wenshun, the imperial concubine, were chatting and laughing. A young man about the same age as Qin Yue stood beside Qin Zhidao and listened carefully to their conversation.
But what stunned Su Shi was that there were two Fan people in the side hall.
Both of them are tall and strong, with tall noses, but one has brown hair and big, dark eyes, while the other has fair skin and blond hair.
Su Shi naturally recognized at a glance that the person with brown hair was Persian, while the person with blond hair and blue eyes was naturally from Europe.
He had lived in the capital for a long time, and the foreigners he saw most were barbarians, and Persians were not uncommon, but he almost never saw Europeans, and he never expected to see a European in the Qin Mansion.
At this time, the two of them were standing in front of the ancient book shelf, admiring the porcelain on the shelf, and chatting in low voices from time to time. Although Su Shi couldn't hear clearly, he could vaguely tell that the two of them were speaking English.
When Su Shi was surprised, he suddenly heard a burst of hearty laughter. When he came to his senses, Kong Wenshun was already in front of him and said with a smile: "Brother Su, I haven't seen you for a few days. I can't believe that he is even more elegant than before."
Su Shi knew that he was alluding to his own victory in winning the Jinghu Poem Master, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "It's just luck."
Kong Wenshun said: "Is it just luck that I wrote eight stunning poems in one breath?"
It has been spread that Su Shi won the top poem in Jinghu, and his experience of winning the top poem was so bizarre that it was unprecedented.
Others did not appear at the poetry festival, but they won the first place with eight poems.
It is not difficult to compose eight poems in a row. What is difficult is that all the poems are handed down from generation to generation. When this matter was spread, it attracted the attention of all the literati in the capital.
It also aroused many rumors. Some said that Su Shi had the help of gods when he wrote poems, while others said that he just plagiarized other people's poems.
What's more, it is said that those poems were definitely not written by Su Shi, and that many people should have ghostwritten them for him. After all, the eight poems have different styles. If they were all written by one person, then this person would be the most poetic person in history.
In short, everyone can't agree on Su Shi's performance at the poetry meeting. There are different opinions, but there are many doubters and few believers.
However, Kong Wenshun scorned these rumors. In his opinion, even if Su Shi was asked to write a poem in seven steps, it would be easy for him.
Later, he learned about the scene from Qin Nan. As soon as Su Shi got the title of the poem, he blurted out a poem almost without thinking. His quick thinking and talent were unparalleled.
At this time, the young man also came over and introduced himself: "I am Qin Fang, Qin Yue, the cousin of eldest brother Qin. I have read the poems written by Mr. Su at the poetry meeting and admired him very much. I learned that brother Qin Yue is going to have a banquet." Mr. Su, I came here uninvited, I hope Mr. Su will not be surprised."
Although Qin Fang said he had great admiration for Su Shi, his expression showed no admiration at all, and even showed a hint of disdain.
Su Shi naturally didn't mind, and his attention was not on him, so he smiled and said casually: "I just got it occasionally. In terms of literary talent alone, I can't compare with Mr. Qin."
Qin Fang couldn't help being slightly stunned. He didn't expect Su Shi's posture to be so low.
However, Su Shi's posture was low, but his expression was indifferent, obviously just self-effacing.
However, his answer made Kong Wenshun slightly absent-minded, because he had seen countless talented people, and most of them were arrogant, especially at Su Shi's age, and he had just won the first prize in poetry, so he should be high-spirited and even arrogant.
Before Kong Wenshun met Su Shi, he was still a little worried, fearing that he would get carried away once he became famous, but now it seemed that Su Shi didn't seem to care at all about this so-called Shigui.
Su Zhou had already started chatting with Qin Zhidao. After all, their father was guarding the border and could not attend the gathering. As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father, so only Su Zhou accompanied Qin Zhidao.
At this time, Su Shi couldn't help but asked Kong Wenshun in a low voice: "Mr. Kong, who are those two Fans? Why are they here?"
At this time, the two foreigners saw someone coming and knew that tonight's protagonist had arrived, so they stopped talking. At this time, Qin Zhidao also brought Su Zhou to the two people and introduced them respectively.
At this time, Kong Wenshun also introduced to Su Shi: "One of the two Fans was a Persian. He was originally a Persian noble. Because he envied the culture of Daqian, he studied in Daqian all the year round, and even gave himself a Chinese name. My name is Chang Muhua. I became friends with Brother Zichuan during my study tour in Daqian. I just came to the capital yesterday and happened to be visiting Brother Zichuan today."
"Where's the other guy?"
"This is the first time I've met that Fan man today. He came to visit Zichuan with Mu Hua. Since he is a friend of Fan country, Brother Zichuan can't refuse, so he appears here."
At this time, the two Banners chatted with Su Zhou for a while, and saw that Su Shi was paying attention to them. Su Zhou also noticed Su Shi's behavior, so he introduced Su Shi to them.
Since Chang Muhua was interested in Daqian culture, he naturally paid great attention to the Jinghu Poetry Society in the capital. When he heard Su Shi's name, he knew that he was the chief poet of the Jinghu Poetry Society, and seeing that Su Shi was so young, For a moment, he stood stunned on the spot.
When he woke up, he still looked at Su Shi in shock, and then strode towards Su Shi, with another fan following closely behind.
Chang Muhua walked up to Su Shi, immediately took Su Shi's hand, and said in surprise: "I, Chang Muhua, have met Mr. Su Shi." At this point, he couldn't help but sigh: "I just arrived in the capital. When I heard about the young master's reputation, I looked forward to him. I never thought that I would be able to see the true face of the young master today, but I am destined to do so."
Although Chang Muhua's tone is still a bit stiff, he can already speak Chinese fluently.
