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Chapter 150 Poetry Party Invitation

 Chapter 150 Poetry Society Invitation

"Scholar Guo, in the next two days Prince Jing's palace will host a poetry meeting. I would like to invite you to come!" Although Li Hongcheng is not Guo Baokun's love rival, but in terms of rest, he is indeed as gentle as jade and a kind-hearted person.

Even though Bao Baokun's constant sarcasm was lifeless, Fan Ruoruo on the side couldn't bear to see Guo Baokun bullying an honest man, and secretly pinched Guo Baokun's ribs hard to make him not ask for too much.

, you can’t always bully honest people.

Even though Guo Baokun kept mocking Li Hongcheng, he was not angry at all. After all, people will not be hurt by irrelevant people. But when he saw the secret little intimate gestures between Fan Ruoruo and Guo Baokun, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

With a flash of sadness, people will be hurt by the person they are cruel to. Even the inadvertent actions and actions of the person they are cruel to will break through their own defenses. All of their defenses will be ineffective against the people they are cruel to.

of.

"Poetry meeting? Don't go. He's not good at composing poetry, so he won't show off his ugliness!" Guo Baokun was not interested in the so-called poetry meeting at all. During the imperial examination, many scholars would go to various poetry meetings.

Fortunately, it was smooth sailing in the imperial examination, but Guo Baokun had never participated. After all, Guo Youzhi was not the Minister of Rites, so there was no need to take that route.

Guo Baokun is quite self-aware. He knows that even though he was admitted to high school in the imperial examination, it is not because he is good at writing policies and his understanding of classics and history is far superior to ordinary people, but it is because of his poetry, high degree of brain development, high IQ and many experiences.

It can be written down. People with high IQ tend to be more rational in dealing with things, while poetry tends to be more emotional and inspirational. This is what Guo Baokun is not good at, and because the poetry in his previous life was too dazzling and prosperous,

Almost all the poems that can be written are included. After Guo Baokun has read those poems, it is difficult to write new ideas, and he does not bother to be a second-rate dealer and use their poems to invite names, so basically the poems written by Guo Baokun are included.

As for the boring rhetoric, without any interest or spirituality, Guo Baokun also knew his own shortcomings. He rarely showed timidity and never wrote poems in front of others.

"Go, go, why don't you go?" Fan Xian suddenly rushed forward and loudly agreed to Li Hongcheng's invitation for Guo Baokun.

"Why should I go?" Fan Xian, who had squeezed between him and Ruoruo because of Guo Baokun's disgust, rolled his red eyes and asked with a bad attitude.

"He has just arrived in Kyoto and has never participated in a poetry festival. Can't he go and see it?" Fan Xian seemed to have completely forgotten that he had a weak point and was holding Guo Baokun's leg. His attitude was completely different from just now.

"Li Hongcheng in the east, have you asked me about that dear friend...?" Li Hongcheng looked at Fan Xian who was quarreling with Guo Baokun, crossed his legs and asked Fan Xian for his name. He was polite and thoughtful, making people feel like spring breeze.

"Fan Xian is an unknown person in the east. He has just arrived in Kyoto from Danzhou. Fu Ruoruo's eldest brother, Prince Dian Dong, has never heard of him!" Fan Xian went to return the greeting and introduced himself mockingly.

"It turns out that Brother Fan has been ordered to take over the treasury since his death. Brother Fan's name is now known to everyone. Although Hongcheng is a very ignorant person, he has never heard of Brother Fan's name.

, and he has read the Dream of Red Mansions written by Brother Fan very much. It is indeed full of literary talent and extraordinary talent, which makes Hongcheng admire him very much. He is lucky enough to see the bright moon. If Brother Fan can come to my house to participate in the poetry meeting,

Hongcheng must welcome you!" When Li Hongcheng heard Fan Xian's introduction, he immediately became enthusiastic. On the one hand, it was because Fan Xian could now be regarded as hot, and on the other hand, it was because Fan Xian was not Fan Ruoruo's

Brother.

"Is he so famous now?" Fan Xian did not expect that Prince Jing would actually know him, and from what he said, he was already a household name in Kyoto. Fan Xian looked at Fan Ruoruo and thought for a moment that Fan Ruoruo was wrong about himself.

With admiration, Fu Fu shook his head and looked to Guo Baokun on the other side for confirmation.

"Whether it counts as famous or not, I have to ask the people in the court who will take over the throne if there is no such thing as the outside library. After all, it is related to the fight for the throne, so I should know how much I have taken over now, and of course how dangerous it is."

I should also be mentally prepared! Hehehehe!" Guo Baokun couldn't help but feel lucky when he thought of Fan Xian's miserable life in the future.

"It turns out that it's not because of the foreign treasury. He thinks it's because he's extremely talented, has a beautiful tree facing the wind, is majestic, and has both talent and appearance?" Fan Xian boasted slightly disappointedly, and his non-chalant look made him very elegant.

Li Hongcheng's mouth twitched a little, and he couldn't help but want to laugh.

"That's not entirely true. After all, the Dream of Red Mansions I wrote before was very popular. Now the ladies and maids in various houses have admired me for a long time and hope to see me! Even his maid Lu

Rui is not wrong. I think about him day and night, and it annoys him to death!!" Guo Baokun thought about his maid Lu Rui being so obsessed with Dream of Red Mansions that she was dizzy all day long, so he glared at Fan who was very narcissistic with some anger.

idle.

"Green pistil? Why not call it red pistil? Where are there any green pistils in the world?" Fan Xian's brain circuit is indeed different from ordinary people, and his focus is different from ordinary people. He doesn't care at all that he is admired by the ladies and maids.

She is confused about why Guo Baokun went against common sense and named the maid Lu Rui.

"It just makes a boring person like me feel confused, so he named it like that. He likes to see us looking uncomfortable but helpless!" Guo Baokun glanced proudly at the confused look on his face.

Fan Xian, it’s true that obsessive-compulsive disorder can’t stand the existence of inconsistencies.

"I'm really boring!" Fan Xian reluctantly suppressed the pain in his heart and snarled angrily at Guo Baokun.

Guo Baokun raised his head proudly, looking like a man he was happy with. This made Fan Xian feel even more uncomfortable, so he stopped looking at him and turned around to communicate with Li Hongcheng again.

"I wonder which girls will attend the poetry meeting on the day of the poetry meeting?" Fan Xian revealed his purpose at that time. Did he meet Lin Wan'er, the girl with chicken legs? Even though Baokun Baokun said he knew about the chicken legs girl just now,

However, given Guo Baokun's teasing character, I was afraid that it would be difficult to get information from him for a while, so I heard Li Hongcheng's request to hold a poetry meeting, and then I had an idea. I wanted to find him at the poetry meeting.

My own chicken legs girl.

"Basically, ladies from all the prefectures in Kyoto will come to participate. There are so many people that Hongcheng cannot introduce them one by one!" Li Hongcheng was a little stunned when he heard Fan Xian's question. He didn't expect Fan Xian to ask that, but

Bubu answered Fan Xian very gracefully.

"That's good, Prince, I can rest assured that he and Ruoruo will definitely attend the appointment on time that day!" Fan Xian patted his chest and guaranteed.
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