I still remember that she once said that it would be difficult to see her woman dressed up in this life.
Unexpectedly, I was wearing a dress today.
With her stunning face and classic hair accessories, she looks like a well-educated young lady.
During breakfast, Xiao Yuan's eyes looked a little strange.
This Lu Yunyan sometimes looks like a playful and cute girl, sometimes she is as cold as ice, and sometimes she has a graceful temperament.
"You, why are you always staring at me?" Her beautiful eyes moved as she secretly glanced at Xiao Yuan.
Xiao Yuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I was wondering what kind of person Wang Mei is."
"What?" King Xuan's face turned red.
She did not bring her bodyguard or maid with her today, and Xiao Yuan naturally did not notify Xu Hu. After the two had dinner, they went out together.
The spring scenery in Xuanguo is very beautiful. At this time of year, there will be countless tourists. People come in small groups, some scholars, some girls together, or ordinary people, stopping at various scenic spots.
Xiao Yuan and King Xuan were dressed in casual clothes, just like an ordinary couple.
This is Xuandu, so there is no need to say much about public security. There are bustling crowds everywhere. You can see people pointing at the lake scenery everywhere, exchanging something with their companions, and there are also voices of laughter from time to time...
King Xuan seemed to be in a good mood and kept introducing this and that place to Xiao Yuan.
Xiao Yuan followed her around the lake. As they walked, they came to a place where people gathered.
It was extremely lively here, with many people watching the theater seeming to be booing.
When King Xuan saw this, he immediately became interested: "Let's go and have a look too."
Xiao Yuan was helpless for a while and could only rely on her.
The two squeezed into the crowd, and inside there was a man dressed as a scholar, who was fighting with humanities. He uttered poems and was surrounded by applause. Another scholar shook his head and sighed, and said with cupped hands: "Your Excellency has great literary talent, I am willing to be inferior."
"Access." The scholar also gave a standard salute.
Then, he started shouting again: "Is there any other dear friend who would like to compete?"
There were many scholars around. Perhaps they had seen the scholar's literary talents before, or perhaps some of the talented scholars they knew had been defeated, so they did not dare to act easily, looking eager to try but afraid of making a fool of themselves.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Yuan suddenly felt that the literary style here was flourishing, and he could see such a situation during a spring outing.
King Xuan was also very interested and encouraged Xiao Yuan: "Brother Xiao is talented, isn't he? Why not go and compete with him."
In order to avoid revealing their identities, their names were naturally changed.
When Xiao Yuan heard this, he glanced at her dissatisfied: "What?"
"Go!" King Xuan wrinkled his nose, suspected of being coquettish.
Xiao Yuan was speechless for a while, not wanting to join in the fun.
He was about to leave, but at this time, the scholar seemed to notice them and couldn't help but said: "I just heard from this girl that the young master is talented, but are you kidding?"
"Of course I'm joking." Xiao Yuan said immediately.
Unexpectedly, King Xuan immediately answered: "No, his literary talent is by no means worse than yours."
She was speaking to the scholar, and while speaking, she subconsciously held Xiao Yuan's arm.
Seeing this, the scholar smiled slightly and said, "It seems that the girl is very confident in her husband."
Husband? King Xuan blushed and then realized that her actions just now were only subconscious. To put it simply, she wanted her beloved to look good in front of others.
She wanted to let go at this moment, but there were too many people around, and she was a little overwhelmed.
The scholar bowed his hands to Xiao Yuan in a serious manner: "Please give me some advice, Master."
Xiao Yuan turned his head and looked at the red-faced King Xuan. Seeing his expectant eyes again, he had no choice but to return the favor: "Please."
Seeing that he agreed, the crowd watching the theater suddenly became lively again, and some people even started shouting: "The scholars are fighting, come and watch the fun -"
The crowd gathered more and more, and the scholar began to raise his eyes to look at the surrounding scenery. Then his eyes stayed on the willow trees by the lake and said:
"Let's take this willow as the title, but the word "willow" cannot appear. What do you think, Master?"
Xiao Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Yes, please."
The scholar rolled his eyes and then chanted:
"As soon as the frost and winter are gone, the earth becomes warmer. In February, the spring breeze reaches the royal city. I wonder where spring comes from, and thousands of strands of it blow on the silver pond."
After the scholar finished reading, Xiao Yuan went through it in his mind. It was not good, it was ordinary, and it was not neat. He just forcibly expressed the scene.
However, it attracted a burst of applause from others, because the time was short and it was done with a little thought, so it is still quite capable.
At this time, the scholar also looked at Xiao Yuan, as if it was your turn.
King Xuan also looked at him, his eyes full of expectation.
Xiao Yuan smiled. As early as when the scholar was thinking about it, he thought of the poems of his predecessors. Without even thinking about it, he said directly:
"The jasper is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors."
There is not a single word Liu here, but anyone can hear it.
The scholar was obviously taken aback, perhaps because he didn't expect that he could figure it out so quickly.
After the surrounding scholars came to their senses, they all started to boo, and someone else said, "This last sentence, "The spring breeze in February is like scissors, is really wonderful!"
King Xuan's eyes were bright and he tightened Xiao Yuan's arm.
Of course the scholar would not be convinced and immediately shouted:
"The moonlight shines all over Kyoto, and the fragrance of flowers fills the air."
"This time, there will be a moon and flowers. Let's see what clever words you have!"
At this time, Xiao Yuan was really troubled. The scholars around him looked like they were thinking hard, and King Xuan also nervously grabbed his arm.
He tried hard to think in his mind, but fortunately, he quickly came up with a good sentence.
"Holding the moon in the water in your hands, filling your clothes with the fragrance of flowers."
As soon as this sentence comes out, the judgment is made.
Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed in amazement and cast surprised glances.
"Ah?" The scholar was immediately confused.
King Xuan almost jumped on his feet, looking very excited.
Damn it, these two lines of poetry can make so many people admire them, and make the queen so happy that Xiao Yuan almost gets carried away.
The scholar swallowed his saliva, and said reluctantly, "Young Master...Young Master is indeed very talented, I submit."
"No, it's just a fluke." Xiao Yuan was still very humble.
"Young Master is too modest to dare to ask Gao's name." The scholar said again.
"Meeting by chance, just a passer-by." Xiao Yuan smiled, then bowed his hands to the people around him, and pulled King Xuan away from here.
"Huh? Master, stay here..."
There were still people chasing behind him, but Xiao Yuan kept walking. After finally getting away, he stopped at a place with few people. He also pulled King Xuan's body so that he was facing him, and said helplessly: "Look, there's nothing there." Do you need to get into this trouble?"
King Xuan smiled, looking secretly happy.
