Vol 6 Chapter 1068: Swan song

Everyone looked back and saw three gorgeous sedan chairs slowly falling down, and then the curtain opened, and the three dressed-up men walked down one after another.

Suddenly there was a sound of discussion from the crowd. It turned out that these three were actually the three sons of the Yuan family.

Boss Yuan Tan, old two Yuan Xi, and youngest Yuan Shang.

Yuan Tan looks about 30 years old. Yuan Xi is twenty-four or five, Yuan Shang is sixteen or seventeen years old. They are all at the most glorious moments of life at a young age, an age that cannot be overwhelmed by the minions of the years.

The speaker was the boss Yuan Tan, his tone was very arrogant, and the expression on his face showed that this person was an arrogant and domineering person.

Yuan Xi looked very refined, with a smile on her face, but she smelled like a spring breeze.

Yuan Shang's face was pale, and he was over-indulgent.

Just a glance, the "sex" of the three people immediately came to mind.

"Since the old man is so sure, then read it to everyone so that everyone can appreciate it, how about?"

The old butler smiled enchantingly, seeing Yuan Tan as if seeing his own father.

No, it seems that I have never been so happy to meet my father.

"Haha, this young master has this intention." Yuan Tan laughed and walked slowly, the crowd immediately separated, as if welcoming the protagonist, Yuan Tan was very satisfied with everyone's performance, he cleared his throat , "Ying" loudly.

"Walk, walk, walk, and be separated from the king and life. We have gone for more than a thousand miles, each in the end of the sky; the road is blocked and long, and the meeting is safe. Huma leans on the north wind, and the bird’s nest is on the south. It has been slowed down; the floating clouds cover the day, and the wanderers do not want to return. Thinking of you is old, and the years are suddenly too late. Give up donations and do not go back, work hard to add meals."

Poetry is a good poem, even Liu Xu has to admire it.

However, such a song of lovesickness "Chaos" written in the turbulent "turbulent" years was pronounced by Yuan Tan in such a majestic tone, it was too harsh!

However, despite the harshness, no one retorted that it was bad.

More importantly, this is an ancient poem about "women" thinking about husbands, and it is obviously impossible for people like Yuan Tan to make it.

After Yuan Tan finished reading, he laughed and said: "Tan Bucai, let everyone laugh!"

Everyone laughed, and flattering words came out one after another. Although they didn't like the arrogant appearance of this person, they could only lower their noble heads in the place of others.

"Aside from other things, the poem by Yuan Gongzi is indeed a good poem."

The heroine who has been silent has finally spoken at this moment, and the sweet and soft voice is slowly floating "sway", like drinking a lot of sweet spring in the hot summer, it makes people refreshing and refreshing, everyone listens quietly, like Is enjoying a piece of wonderful music.

Hearing that the woman he liked so admired the poem she had made, Yuan Tan opened her mouth, smiling from ear to ear.

He looked at the old man and asked, "Steward Wu, with this poem... I should be the first to be on stage, right?"

Yuan Tan is very confident in himself. He has known the topic for a long time. It is too shameless to ask so many people to write poems for himself.

"Haha, of course, I think...no one else would dare to say that his poems are better!" Steward Wu laughed.

Do you need to ask? Even if they could make a better poem, no one would dare to be the first to come on stage. The grandfather in front of him was Yuan Shao's eldest son. How could they dare to make a second shot.

"Well... Since no one answered, then this first person on stage..."

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"Wait!"

After the crowd, a rather lazy voice suddenly came.

Everyone was stunned and turned their heads together, but it was a young man dressed in white.

"There is a good show to watch now." Many people thought in their hearts.

It would be unlucky to dare to refute the Yuan family's face in front of so many people.

The visitor is Liu Xu, and his purpose in coming to Jizhou is to Zhen Mi.

Yuan Shao met him, and the third son of the Yuan family certainly recognized Liu Xu. The portrait of Liu Xu was hung in their old father's study, and they could meet each other almost every day.

So when Liu Xu appeared, the expressions on the three people's faces changed.

Is it him?

Father is right, he will come, is he not afraid of being besieged by the army?

"This son, I don't know how to call it?"

Seeing that the situation is a bit derail, the old butler hastily asked each other.

Liu Xu didn't answer, glanced at the three Yuan family sons, and walked slowly.

The crowd parted in a passage again, and he said as he walked: "A gentle lady and gentleman are so awkward, I have a "problem" and I have always been reluctant to subdue to others. Although it is only a ring, it is the first... Come get it!"

"This... Then ask the son to "Yin" to write the poems he made!"

The old housekeeper was a little embarrassed, because he was Young Master Yuan while watching so many people, he couldn't change the rules!

Liu Xu smiled, shook the fan, and said, "Okay, since everyone wants to listen, then I'm disrespectful."

He looked up at the starry sky, pretending to be deep, and brewing for a while, with tenderness in his eyes, as if he was not looking at the starry sky, but his lover.

"The slender cloud makes a coincidence, the flying stars pass on the hatred, the silver man crosses in the dark. When the golden wind and jade "show", they win but countless in the world. The tenderness is like water, the best time is like a dream, tolerate the magpie bridge and return! If the two loves last for a long time, How are you going through the day?"

"The words are vivid, the intention is extraordinary, the fiction and the reality are mixed, the narrative is combined, and the scene is blended. Although the genre is different, it is still a popular song of the ages."

Zhen Mi's evaluation is very high, but compared to the magnificence of the poem, she is more concerned about the style of the poem. If not unexpected, the man in front of her will surely become a master of the generation and the first of its kind.

For no reason, she really wanted to meet this person at the moment, so she had to have a good chat with him, just like collectors love antiques and painters love famous paintings, Zhen Mi has obviously become interested in Liu Xusheng.

This woman couldn't help putting herself in a dangerous situation, and it was not a good thing to recognize Liu Xu.

"Miss...who should we let go first?"

The housekeeper was confused.

Didn’t you say it in advance? How can this boast others? Young Master Yuan wrote good poems, and this young man wrote good poems. Doesn’t this make it difficult for me? The old housekeeper is not too entangled in his heart. He knows the "sex" of his own lady very well, and he probably won't succumb to power.

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