After drinking a few more drinks, Yu Wenqing said with a smile: "Director Zhao, I heard that you accidentally obtained a masterpiece of thousands of eternals before, which benefited you and Master Yu. Both of you and me are the cornerstones of the literary monks in the Dahua Shenzhou. If you have such masterpieces of all eternals, why not share them with them?"

After hearing what Yu Wen Qing said, the scholars present continued to chat and discuss themselves, but in fact they all raised their ears to listen to how Zhao Wenyuan answered.

Zhao Wenyuan said in a seemingly plain manner: "How can such a thing happen? President Yu Wen should not trust others' words easily. In fact, Yu Sect Master traveled around the world a while ago and was inspired by his heart. Therefore, whether he could give the master Yu's master's masterpiece to everyone is determined by the decision of the master Yu. I will never be able to make this decision." Zhao Wenyuan said this reasonably, and directly pushed the responsibility to Yu Dingyu who was not present. Moreover, he said that it was written by Yu Dingyu, so even the masterpiece must be reasonable. After hearing Zhao Wenyuan's answer, it was reasonable and he did not think too much.

Fairy Guiyue seemed to say unintentionally: "The little woman has been relying on the name of the sect leader for a long time, but she has never seen the sect leader. If she could see the sect leader's works at this time, the little woman would be very grateful to Dean Zhao." As he said that, he wanted to salute President Zhao. When Zhao Wenyuan heard that although Fairy Guiyue made a request, this matter was of great importance, so he refused without thinking. Seeing that Fairy Guiyue was about to salute him, Zhao Wenyuan lost his hands and held Guiyue up from the air, saying: "I will definitely allow it to be entrusted by the fairy. However, I did not carry this with me, so..."

After hearing Zhao Wenyuan say this, Fairy Guiyue seemed to express regret and said, "With the talent of a little girl, I will definitely not be able to understand the meaning of the master's master's work. If President Zhao brought it with him at this moment, he would still be able to appreciate the masterpiece with President Zhao tonight." Fairy Guiyue said this very clearly. As long as Zhao Wenyuan brings that masterpiece, he can spend a good night with Fairy Guiyue tonight.

Looking at Fairy Guiyue's angering figure, I thought of Fairy Guiyue's cultivation level in the ring of the mansion. All the men present wanted to have this masterpiece and would definitely give it to Fairy Guiyue, so that they could seize the fairy's first night that night.

As a monk, Zhao Wenyuan did not pursue food and sex, but as a man, it was false to say that he was not moved at this moment. His hand was unconsciously ready to reach into his arms and take out the brocade box. However, when his hand was halfway through, he suddenly realized that this matter was related to the rise and fall of Wenju Gate and Wenju Garden, and it should not be decided hastily. So he continued to raise his hand and scratch his head, as if he was a little embarrassed.

However, this small action was captured by Fairy Guiyue, but Fairy Guiyue showed a disappointed expression, as if she was extremely regretful.

Zhang Wei was thinking: Oh my God, where is that masterpiece of Tiansha? Why can’t I write that kind of masterpiece, otherwise I could have a fairy Guiyue…

When everyone saw Fairy Guiyue disappointed, they all showed regret on their faces, as if they were all feeling moved by Fairy Guiyue, and were quite happy inside. Old Man Zhao was definitely out of the way tonight, and there was a strong enemy missing.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Yuwen Qing proposed to write a poem in a row, one person would give the previous sentence, and the other would follow the next sentence. The first word of the next sentence and the last word of the previous sentence must be the same or the pronunciation. The literati gave Dean Yuwen face and agreed with his proposal. If anyone could not answer, he would be fined three drinks of wine. The question was quite simple, and with the talent of the literati, it would be not difficult to answer, but if you want to follow the previous poem, it must be a good sentence, which can respond to the situation and leave a good impression on Fairy Guiyue, which is more difficult.

Everyone chose the first fairy Guiyue, but Guiyue was not easy to refuse. She looked at Zhao Wenyuan and said with a little resentment: "It is easy to ask for a priceless treasure, but it is rare to have a lover." As soon as this sentence came out, it seemed that Zhao Wenyuan should not regard the treasure as precious, but should care about the love between men and women. Zhao Wenyuan's old face turned red and continued: "The man came on a bamboo horse and played with the green plums around the bed." This sentence was quite clever, and it seemed to vaguely say that the relationship between the two needs to be like childhood sweethearts to be called love between men and women. You and I only met today, so how could we talk about love?

When everyone saw that Zhao Wenyuan not only answered neatly, but also said the reason that Guiyue should not blame him, they couldn't help but applaud Zhao Wenyuan. Although Zhang Wei didn't understand, he saw that Feng Zhizi applauded, so he followed everyone to applaud.

It was Yuwen Qing's turn next time. He answered quite neatly, but he also avoided the topic of the two of them before and said, "No one saw them in the plum blossoms and bamboos, and they blew the fragrance across the stone bridge overnight." Everyone applauded when they heard this, but he did not pick up the two of them in front, so the cheers sounded less powerful than the ones in front.

A few more people came to Feng Zhizi. Feng Zhizi thought for a while and said, "The family name was ahead, but his book failed." Feng Zhizi accepted it very simply. Not only was he young, he was not a monk in the literary school, but he was also quite handsome, so almost no one applauded him.

After a while, Zhang Wei suddenly became nervous. When he saw the person in front of him, he thought to himself: Don’t say it’s too difficult, otherwise I will be embarrassed.

The scribe above said simply: "There is so good in the garden, I don't think it's east of the street."

As soon as the man finished speaking, Zhang Wei's brain flew up, and everyone looked at him. Zhang Wei was even more nervous when he was being watched by so many people. What were he thinking about?

Zhao Wenyuan looked at Zhang Wei, except for being a guest minister in Zhong'an Court, he had almost no impression, because after all, there were many scholars at the literary awards conference that day, so he could not remember everyone. When he saw Zhang Wei at this time, he wanted to hear what Zhang Wei received and see Zhang Wei's literary talent.

At this moment, Zhang Wei's brain was spinning rapidly. What's the East? Why can't I know such a simple word? The wind in the southeast, northwest, white board and red middle? Oh my God, it's not playing mahjong, what do I think of this? Dongfang Bubai? Why did the thinking come here? I can jump from the upstairs. By the way! The river goes east, and the waves wash away... It's not the first word.

Seeing Zhang Wei's head sweating was rising and he was stiff for a long time. Although no one urged him, most of them had dissatisfied expressions on their faces. Seeing everyone's expressions, Zhang Wei stood up and said with a tough forehead: "It's not bright in the east, it's not bright in the west, it's not bright in the west, it's not bright in the south, it's not bright in the south, it's not bright in the south, it's not bright in the south." He finished these three sentences with his teeth and saw everyone looking at him with their mouths open, Zhang Wei blushed, so he stood up, walked to the attic, held the railings and did not look at everyone, pretending to be watching the scenery.

Seeing Zhang Wei leave like this, everyone seemed quite dissatisfied. Even if you lose face in front of Fairy Guiyue, you will at least be generous when you drink some wine. At this moment, it is wrong to walk away and stand next to the railing to pretend to see the scenery. Zhao Wenyuan listened to Zhang Wei's poem and seemed to smile at his thoughts. He just wanted to see the literary talent of this person, and after thinking about it, he shook his head.

At this time, a gust of wind blew across the outside, blowing up the gorgeous clothes and robe that Zhang Wei was wearing, and for a moment, a piece of Zhang Wei's waist was exposed.

Fairy Guiyue saw this scene without any objection, stood up directly, looked at Zhang Wei and said, "So it's you?"

Zhang Wei wondered, I am me, what's wrong with this fairy? Should I find someone who is very stinky to write poetry?

This fairy Guiyue is Gu Qingqing. After receiving the task that day, Gu Qingqing went to the near Zhong'an Courtyard of the King City. After waiting for several days, he had no chance to take action. Finally, he waited until the Tianyuan Formation in Zhong'an Courtyard failed. Such a good opportunity sneaked in and wanted to steal the brocade box. Unexpectedly, Zhao Wenyuan was prepared when he saw that the Tianyuan Formation failed that day, which led to Gu Qingqing's failure.

Gu Qingqing later hid under the tree, afraid that Zhao Wenyuan's spiritual sense would detect him. Who knew that someone came over and walked to the tree, and she squatted on the man's crossbar and saw that. Suddenly the man took off his pants, she realized that this person was about to relieve his hands. She was so embarrassed that she didn't look at the man's appearance. She felt that this person was not very good at cultivation and did not appear. So she used Emei stabs to push the man against the man, but she never looked at the man's appearance. Later, when the man shook, she was shy and angry. After a glance, she remembered that there was a very small birthmark on the man's waist, but the figure was very special.

Today, she used the pseudonym Guiyue Fairy, Guiyue is Guiyue, and Guiyue is Qing. She used a trick to invite Zhao Wenyuan over, but she could not only invite Zhao Wenyuan, so she invited many literati to come, hoping to find opportunities and complete the task. As a result, when she was preparing, she heard that Donghai Feng Zhizi came without an invitation. As a branch of the Feng family, Feng Zhizi was famous, so she wanted to refuse directly. As a result, she looked at the person who was with Feng Zhizi, who was probably Zhang Wei. Thinking of this stinky man who deceived her junior sister Xue Yuaner, she cried every day, she wanted to see Zhang Wei. Seeing what was different from others, she agreed to Feng Zhizi's request.

Who knew that he had made such a bad poem, and he looked down on Zhang Wei even more. As a result, he saw the birthmark on Zhang Wei's waist, and the pattern of the birthmark turned into dust, and he could recognize it. Zhang Wei waved it in front of her and waved it over, saying that he didn't understand it. He did this to cover himself up, so he remembered that the birthmark was shaking there, and his memory was very deep.

He called out for a moment, and when he saw everyone looking at him, he suddenly didn't know what to do.

(End of this chapter)
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