strokinit Chapter 341: Ten Thousand Years Ancient Pavilion, Making Friends Through Literature
Chapter 341: Ten Thousand Years Ancient Pavilion, Making Friends Through Literature
Many people came over with wine glasses, wanting to meet Xie Feng.
The main reason is that they are very curious, what is the background of this young man who can stand beside Lord Shuiyun and still sit on the honorable position!
This group of people surrounded Xie Feng, chatting in a hurry, men and women, low and high, chattering very loudly. Xie Feng could hear a buzzing in his head.
These people are just to satisfy their own curiosity, and they are not sincere friends at all. Xie Feng understands this, so he must not be used to them.
He didn't even stand up, just sat like this, with a cold face, and said indifferently: "I don't drink alcohol, everyone, please go back!"
"Dean Xie replaces wine with tea, let's make friends!" A man said with a smile.
"Dean Xie, how did you meet the patriarch?" Elder asked curiously, blinking her eyes.
"Yeah, let's talk about it!" Elder, a man, also echoed.
"You guys are annoying!"
Xie Feng took a sip of tea and said impatiently.
If he had left it somewhere else, and been interrogated by this group of people with impure purposes, his Beiming Huandi fire would have been ignited long ago, and now he is not angry, it is for Shuiyun Jun Face!
Taking a step back, even if he has nothing to do with Mr. Shuiyun, with his current strength, he doesn't need to cater to anyone!
In a word, you are strong, you are powerful, and whatever you do is right!
You can express your mood as you like, boredom is boredom!
"What are you talking about? It's so lively."
A playful and deep voice floated over. When everyone turned their heads, they stopped laughing and returned to their respectful and serious expressions.
Mr. Shuiyun!
She came over and asked with a smile: "I just heard from Xiao Xie that he is very annoying, isn't it?"
thank you
Everyone looked at each other with shocked expressions.
Such an intimate tone rarely appears in the patriarch's mouth...
This Xie Feng is really extraordinary!
Not only let the patriarch take the initiative to introduce, but now, he also maintains him!
As soon as Xie Feng said she was annoying, the patriarch came over, and she was smiling on the surface, but she was actually questioning, with obvious dissatisfaction!
This group of smart-minded guys were frantically speculating about the holy will in their hearts.
They regretted coming here a little bit, the patriarch of the Wen clan, Lord Shui Yun, although he has a stable temperament, but if he is really angry, he will definitely kill a child with a sword!
"Patriarch, we just want to make friends with Dean Xie, don't be angry!" One person laughed awkwardly.
The patriarch said that Xie Feng is the dean of Danfeng Academy, who knows where this academy is, anyway, let's call it that!
Shui Yunjun raised her phoenix eyes and did not speak. The ruler's aura made her not angry, and everyone's scalp was numb, and they wanted to slip away in fear.
The surrounding temperature instantly dropped to freezing point...
Xie Feng said: "Xie is just too noisy, let them break up."
Shuiyun Jundao: "You guys, go back to your seats and sit down!"
"Yes Yes!"
As if they had received an amnesty, the crowd scattered in an instant.
When they returned to their seats, they couldn't figure out why the patriarch treated Xie Feng so courteously, even though their pants were torn.
What is the picture?
Could it be...
Figure that he is strong?
But no matter how strong he is, he is just a young man, and no matter how strong he is, he is not as strong as those mainstays of the Wen clan!
Picture him handsome?
This is even more ridiculous, the patriarch has seen Mo Yanghou's demeanor when he was young, men in the world, who can let her To put in one's eyes?
Why?
Forget it, don't think about it, why bother to find yourself unhappy!
drink!
These people's troubles came and went quickly, and they began to sing and dance again. The singing and dancing on the second floor is very prosperous.
Everyone watched the dance, or chatted, or leaned on the fence to look at the scenery, and both the host and the guest were happy.
At this time, Yan Wuming stood up, raised his wine bottle, and said with a smile: "Today I am rebuilding this ancient pavilion of ten thousand years, and I am honored by all of you, come to the banquet!
"Look at the surging water, the turbulent clouds and mist, how beautiful it is to have guests and hosts, and to have things for others!
"Most of you are bigwigs in the literature and Taoism world, and even the patriarchs are here in person. How about today, when everyone meets friends through literature and writes an article on a pavilion to add to the fun?!"
"I think it will work!"
"Then wait for that one to show his hand!"
"We will definitely create a wonderful article through the ages!"
"Yan Zunzhu, how do you say it?"
Everyone agreed, and while they were talking, many people quietly glanced at a young man from the corner of their eyes.
The seats on the second floor are arranged in the shape of "冂", and the most distinguished middle seats are Shui Yunjun and Yan Wuming.
The right side of the Wen family is respected, and on the right of Shui Yunjun are Xie Feng, Wen Sheng Yan Ru, Meng Xueshi, Xiao Tianzi and others.
On the left hand side of Yan Wuming, General Wang, the general's wife, and next to his wife, that is, the young man who was quietly watched. He is Yan Wuming's son-in-law, Zhao Yu!
"Young master Zhao, you have a brilliant literary talent, and you will definitely shine today!"
"Yes, Mr. Zhao will definitely write the best masterpiece!"
"Maybe, Mr. Zhao can still be favored by Yan Ruwensheng!"
"Hahaha, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Some people surrounded Zhao Yu, blowing rainbow farts crazily.
Zhao Yu responded with a decent smile, but secretly proud of himself.
For this opportunity to become famous, he invited two Wen Dao Great Masters to teach him for thirty years!
As the saying goes: Ten years of sharpening a sword, he now has three swords in his arms, and he thinks he is invincible in the world!
He wrote this article many days ago, and he is only waiting for it to become a blockbuster today, and the article will shock everyone!
He has it all figured out!
Someone asked: "Master Yan, does this attic have a name?"
Yan Wuming said: "This is a nobleman's private pavilion named Tengwang ten thousand years ago. Now that it has been rebuilt, it will be named after Tengwang!"
The crowd applauded and cheered.
Yan Wuming quietly looked at Zhao Yu, who showed a confident smile.
"Let's get started! Paper and pen!"
Yan Wuming nodded in satisfaction, and with a wave of his sleeves, two bookboys in Chinese clothes came in from outside the door. They were holding an agarwood tray with pens, ink, paper and inkstones on it.
One book boy goes to the left and the other goes to the right, starting from the last place at the door, and handing over the tray.
Whoever wants to spend a penny, leave the tray!
These guests are foxes who have lived for thousands of years. They are like mirrors in their hearts. They know that today is the stage specially prepared by Yan Wuming for Zhao Yu.
Taking the seat on the right as an example, Shutong A sent paper and pens. These people knew Yan Wuming's intentions and pretended to decline.
Trays run unimpeded all the way from the last seat!
Until it reaches Xie Feng!
Book Boy A: "Please!"
Xie Feng bent his fingers, knocked on the table, signaling to put it down!
Shutong A was obviously taken aback, what he said just now was only polite, why is this person so ignorant?
Everyone knows that this ink is specially prepared for Zhao Yu, don't you know? !
"Ahem!"
Shutong A tilted his head and coughed softly to remind him.
Xie Feng frowned, is there a chicken hair stuck in his throat? cough what?
He smiled slightly and tapped the desktop.
Shu Tong A took a look at Xie Feng, and felt guilty in his heart, but he still put down the tray.