Not far away, Lin Xun was walking slowly with everyone following him.
Lin Youwei suddenly raised his voice: "Everyone in my Lin family is good at poetry. Along the way, each family member has written poems. Although it is not as amazing as Lin Xun's poems, it can still be regarded as a bit of fun in my spare time. Among these many people, my cousin's husband is the only one who has not yet composed a poem. Even if it is his turn, he should be allowed to show off his poems."
Lin Youwei must have done this on purpose, deliberately choosing to be on the road where the crowd was coming.
As soon as his voice came out, everyone could hear it clearly.
At present, the crowd is dominated by Lin Xun, and there is Lin Xun who writes poems and gems in front of them. The young masters can't stand the poetic nature, and they all recite poems, good or bad.
Everyone was in high spirits, and immediately became interested when they heard Lin Youwei's voice.
There is no doubt about the talent and learning of the young master of the Lin family, but what will happen to the Lin family's son-in-law?
The difference in status between the two brought a lot of expectations to the spectators.
The young masters from various families have always praised Lin Xun for not being in a good mood and always needing someone to step on him in order to balance his heart.
Besides, this son-in-law has a bad reputation and cannot be taken advantage of by relying on brute force. If he can destroy the prestige of this scoundrel in terms of literary talent, he will be able to regain some face.
Especially Miss Zheng, who had been beaten by Bai Song before, was depressed and did not dare to fight, so she happened to embarrass him by writing poems.
"That's right, it is said that everyone in the Lin family is a talented person. Even the son-in-law of the Lin family should be able to make a difference. Otherwise, Miss Lin's face will be disgraced, right?"
"I heard that this son-in-law was born into a poor family, and he is also a scholar. Thinking about how arrogant and domineering those poor scholars were yesterday, then Brother Bai should show his performance today, right?"
"Yes, yes...Bai Song, stop hiding your words and come up with a song to open everyone's eyes."
Lin Youwei added enthusiastically.
Bai Song frowned when he heard this, and couldn't think of what made Lin Youwei angry. Why did he target him today?
Xiang'er was a little anxious and looked back at Bai Song. Seeing that Bai Song was about to speak, she quickly returned to Bai Song.
"Be patient, for the sake of the Lin family and for me..."
"Endure? How can I endure it? If I don't show off, will they let me go?"
"Although the young masters from each family openly congratulate their younger brother for his good poems, in fact they are jealous in their hearts. If you continue to show off in front of everyone, the Lin family will probably be wary of you everywhere in the future."
"..." Bai Song was stunned, feeling that Xiang'er's words were slightly different from what he thought.
Bai Song originally thought that Xiang'er was worried that she couldn't compose poetry. After hearing this, her daughter-in-law was afraid that the poems she composed were so good that other families would be afraid of the Lin family?
"Xiang'er, do you believe I can make a big splash here?"
"Of course, Lin Xun's poems are all written by you. If I ask you to compose a poem today, what if another shocking work comes out? Wouldn't it scare them all to death? It is enough for the Lin family to have a talented young master. If you do it again, Having a son-in-law who is a god of poetry... must be jealous of others."
"Haha..." Bai Song smiled, "I never thought that Xiang'er would trust me so much. Based on this, no matter how they cause trouble today, I am willing to endure it for Xiang'er."
Xiang'er smiled lightly and whispered "Thank you" in a low voice.
The people around them didn't know what the two people were talking about, but Bai Song didn't respond for a long time.
Lin Youwei concluded that Bai Song had no ink in his mind, and even more unscrupulously said: "What? The son-in-law of the Lin family can't even write a poem, right? You are a member of our Lin family, no matter whether the poem is good or bad, there must be something What you have done is right. I boast to everyone that no one in the Lin family can compose poetry. Bai Song, are you deliberately trying to prevent me from coming to power?"
"It's just a son-in-law. Brother Lin, don't take it too seriously. I was born in a poor family. I haven't read many poems and books. It's not surprising that I can't write poems."
Several people around him sang and kept forcing Bai Song.
But Bai Song was relieved by Xiang'er and felt comfortable, and didn't care about anything else.
"Bai Song, are you a man?!" Lin Youwei was a little annoyed and felt like his fist hit a ball of cotton.
After hearing this, Bai Song finally reacted, walked up to Lin Youwei, and whispered: "Am I a man? You go ask the Zheng family boy first!"
Seeing Bai Song's fierceness, Lin Youwei suddenly remembered the time when they were fighting, and quickly backed away: "You... what are you going to do? This is a gathering of literati, not a martial arts competition! Don't humiliate Si Wen."
"Okay!" Lin Xiang'er stepped forward and pulled Bai Song away and said to Lin Youwei, "My husband-in-law doesn't like to write poems, so please stop being aggressive."
"Don't like it? You can't do it, right?"
Bai Song chuckled: "Okay, okay, I can't do it, I can't do it, are you satisfied?"
"you!"
Bai Song's indifference made Lin Youwei very depressed.
But this situation angered Lin Xun: "Brother-in-law, just compose a song for them to see, so that they know what a real talent is."
Lin Xun knew what Bai Song was capable of, at least the "Three Hundred Tang Poems" was true.
Isn’t writing poetry something that comes easily?
Why be so forbearing?
Bai Song was still like that. For the sake of his wife, he said he wouldn't be in the limelight, just not in the limelight.
Seeing that Bai Song really didn't accept the move, everyone found it boring.
"Brother Lin, don't push me anymore. Everyone knows that you have some affection for Lin Xiang'er, so naturally you have a lot of resentment towards this son-in-law. But it has been a long time, so there is no need to hold it in your heart. He is just a member of a poor family and will not Writing poetry is normal.”
Lin Youwei glanced at Lin Xiang'er, and when he looked at Bai Song again, he no longer hid the hatred in his heart.
Lin Youwei had a crush on Lin Xiang'er from early on. Before Lin Xun, he also had the reputation of being the most talented person in the Lin family.
Thinking that those who are near the water and the towers get the moon first, cousin Xiang'er will be his own sooner or later.
Unexpectedly, Lin Xiang'er's serious illness completely changed everything. The woman he admired was taken over by a poor family son-in-law.
This hatred has been hidden in my heart for a long time. When I visited the garden with Xiang'er earlier, I was even hit hard, so I just acted aggressively.
Lin Youwei was unwilling to give up and sneered: "Humph! Is it normal for a poor family not to be able to write poetry? I don't believe it! This is not the only one present!"
"Not just this one?"
Everyone was a little puzzled.
Today we come to a gathering of disciples from Youzhou gentry clan. This son-in-law is already a special case. How can there be such a poor family?
There is another Ma You, but he was beaten the worst during the fighting at the foot of the mountain. Now he has returned to Mang County for medical treatment.
Is there still a poor family?
Lin Youwei smiled and shouted: "Xu Fangyuan, how long are you going to hide? Don't think that no one knows that you are secretly watching Miss Lin in the crowd! Since you are an old lover, then come forward openly!"
"Xu Fangyuan? Who is Xu Fangyuan?"
Everyone looked around, and suddenly someone noticed an inconspicuous scholar in the crowd with a red face and a sneaky look.
"Are you Xu Fangyuan?"
Someone asked him, and the man just nodded obediently: "The young man is Xu Fangyuan."
It turns out that Xu Fangyuan is the Xia family's son-in-law.
The Xia family is the Xia family of the Xia family winery. They sponsored the poetry meeting. It is understandable that Miss Xia family asked her husband to attend this rare gathering of literati.
The Xia family has provided money and there is no problem in raising any conditions.
His purpose is also very obvious, that is, he wants to gild his uncle, so that he can be regarded as a scholar who has interacted with celebrities in Youzhou.
But this Xu Fangyuan was a little too reserved, and he was like an invisible person in the crowd, and no one noticed.
And this person didn't care about poetry at all, all his attention was on Lin Xiang'er.
I thought it would be enough to just look at Miss Lin silently, but unexpectedly, someone called her name in public, and she instantly became the focus of the crowd.
Lin Youwei walked up to Xu Fangyuan with a smile, put his arm around his shoulders generously, and said louder to everyone: "You may not know, right? This Mr. Xu is also from a poor family, and he is also a son-in-law. At the same time, he is like Lin Xiang'er. It’s a mutual love.”
"Ouch!"
There was a commotion in the crowd, looking at Lin Xiang'er in disbelief.
"No wonder Miss Lin likes poor families. It turns out that she has been so fond of them all the time."
Lin Xiang'er's face turned pale, and she yelled with a trembling voice: "Lin Youwei, this is enough!"
"Don't be anxious! When I pursued you before, didn't you act like Mr. Xu? Why don't you dare to admit it today?"
"you……"
Lin Xiang'er was so anxious that she almost rushed forward.
Bai Song gently pulled behind him and shook his head: "I want to see what other waves he can make?"
Lin Xiang'er clasped her hands tightly and really wanted to ask her husband to hit this bastard hard, but she couldn't speak.
Lin Youwei stared at Bai Song, fearing that the guy would hit someone. Seeing that he didn't move, he thought it was because there were so many people at the moment, so Bai Song didn't dare to mess around, making him even more confident.
"This Young Master Xu is a passionate and talented man. He is good at poetry, poetry, and poetry. He once vowed to obtain fame for Lin Xiang'er. That love poem was written concisely, comprehensively, and with extraordinary grace. Who said that a poor family can't write poetry? ? I’m the first one not to believe it. Brother Xu, am I saying yes or no?”
Xu Fangyuan's expression was solemn, and his body was trembling a little. When he looked up, he saw Miss Lin, whom he had longed for, crying in the arms of another man. He felt uncomfortable in his heart, and it was even rarer to feel angry.
Xu Fangyuan said nothing, lowered his head and clenched his hands into fists.
"What kind of poem is it?" someone asked.
Xu Fangyuan still didn't say anything.
But Lin Youwei recited loudly: "It shows that fish hide in water and return to a straight path, fragrant flowers fly and leaves leave a clear blue pond. Go against the current without regrets and become a dragon, by thinking about the time when fish and water empathize."
As soon as this poem came out, Xiang'er could only burst into tears, and her little body froze in Bai Song's arms. She had nothing to say and could only squeeze out one sentence: "I'm sorry..."
I don't know who I said this sorry to, but it only made Bai Song feel more and more heartbroken.
Bai Song suppressed the fire in his heart, took out Xiang'er's handkerchief as gently as possible, and gently wiped her tears.
At this time, Bai Song didn't show any emotion, not because he didn't dare to take action.
Just because of Lin Youwei's actions, Bai Song was not satisfied with beating him up.
This person must pay the price and cannot be discovered.
But Lin Youwei didn't seem to realize that he had truly offended the villain in front of him, and still shouted in front of everyone: "Everyone, please give me a taste, this humble family is really talented, this metaphor of fish-water empathy is used wonderfully, who is the fish, who is the fish?" Is it water? He is like a fish in water! Hahaha..."
