On December 20th, Wang Yu and two other people invited the four people next door to go to Lanjuge. Lanjuge is a teahouse that holds such an exchange meeting every month and is very famous in Beijing.

Many students had gathered at this time. Wang Yu and his friends even saw Ding Yao and his friends at the door and came forward to greet them.

"When did Brother Ding and Brother Zhao come to the capital?"

Ding Yao: "We arrived a few days late. We encountered snow on the outskirts of the city and were delayed there for a few days. But fortunately, the snow stopped and the roads became easier to travel on, so we came here."

It was not appropriate to chat while standing, so they went in and found a table to sit down. Wang Yu introduced the four people traveling with him to Ding Yao and the others.

Wang Yu poured a cup of tea and asked, "Brother Ding, where do you live?"

Ding Yao: "The house we rented is in Changxiufang."

Wang Yu nodded. "We don't live far away. Let's come and discuss academic matters more often in the future."

"OK."

A few people were chatting about things in the capital. More and more people came into Julan Pavilion. Even the private rooms upstairs were probably full of people. This showed how famous this exchange meeting was. Who knew how many talented people were there.

Soon, several maids came out. The leading maid took out the topic from the box and said, "Today our Pavilion Master has set the topic of snow. Everyone, write a poem on the topic of snow."

Wang Yu looked at the teahouse and found it interesting. He didn't know who the owner was, but he could come up with this idea, which not only enhanced the reputation of his teahouse, but also made it more high-end. After all, it was a place sought after by many students. Was he still afraid of a lack of business?

The person next to him saw that Wang Yu hadn't written anything and asked, "Brother Wang, aren't you going to write anything?"

Wang Yu shook his head. "I'm not good at this."

The others were very surprised. They had exchanged academic ideas a few days ago and knew that he was very good at writing policy papers, but they didn't expect that he was not good at poetry.

There is a time limit for writing poems, only half an hour. If the poem is not finished, the maid will not wait any longer. Wang Yu watched her close the box and go straight to the third floor. He thought that the person who set the question was on the third floor.

The originally quiet lobby became lively again after the maid left.

"I wonder who will take the top spot this time?"

Wang Yu did not participate, so he didn't care much about who won the championship. He drank tea and listened to their discussion.

Chen Yanwen pushed Song Boyan's arm and said, "Hey, Ziheng, you're so good at writing poetry, maybe it's you."

His voice was quite loud, and several people at the table turned to look at him. Seeing everyone looking at him, Song Boyan quickly waved his hand and said, "There are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the capital. My poems are not that good."

As soon as Song Boyan finished speaking, the maid who had gone upstairs earlier came down, and the hall instantly became quiet again. Everyone turned to look at the maid in front of them, and the maid said, "The winner of this time is Song Boyan."

Someone in the crowd asked, "Who is Song Boyan?"

Chen Yanwen was overjoyed and patted him on the shoulder, "I told you, you must be the leader."

Song Boyan also laughed. Several people at the same table congratulated Song Boyan for winning the first prize and were very envious. Song Boyan's poem was going to be framed and hung in the teahouse for people to appreciate. The people who came to this teahouse were all students, and he would probably become famous soon.

"Xiuzhi, Xiuzhi here."

At this time, a familiar voice came from upstairs. Wang Yu looked up and saw Cui Hao waving at him. Cui Hao said again, "You, Ziheng, and Wenjing, come up."

I didn't expect Cui Hao to be here. Isn't he in the Hanlin Academy? How could he have the leisure to come here and play? Upon hearing this, Wang Yu and the other two stood up and said to Ding Yao, "We'll go up first. Brother Ding, please do as you please. Come and discuss academic matters with us when you have time."

Ding Yao nodded.

"Who is he? Does he know Brother Wang?" Several students from the next courtyard did not know Cui Hao so they asked curiously.

Ding Yao knew Cui Hao. "They were classmates at the prefectural academy and were Jinshi in the previous class. They had a good relationship."

After listening to this, several people nodded and did not ask any more questions.

Wang Yu and the other two walked up to the third floor. After looking at Cui Hao, Wang Yu said, "I haven't seen you for three years. Master Cui has become even more majestic."

"Xiuzhi, please stop joking. Just call me Mingzhe and let me introduce you to someone."

Cui Hao waved his hand and said, then told Song Boyan that his poem won the first prize and was still as good as ever.

"Brother Mingzhe, you are too kind." Song Boyan waved his hand modestly.

"I'm telling the truth. Since your poem stands out, it must be amazing." Cui Hao was telling the truth. He knew that this person was very knowledgeable when he was in the provincial school. He must be good in everything and an all-round talent.

It wasn't a surprise to see Song Boyan's name just now. With his knowledge, he would definitely be able to pass the provincial examination. But I didn't expect to see the three of them in Julan Pavilion today. As they were talking, they walked to the private room at the end, and Cui Hao opened the door and welcomed them in.

There was a man sitting at the table in the private room, his whole body exuding a kind of unrestrained and uninhibited style. He was wearing a green brocade robe, his hair was casually pinned up with a hairpin, and a white jade exquisite waist pendant was hung on his belt. His appearance was truly extraordinary and handsome.

He is the most handsome person Wang Yu has ever seen in this world. Perhaps only Zhang Siyuan can compare with him. The most important thing is that he has a pair of blue eyes. Wang Yu can tell at a glance that he is a mixed-race.

It was not until the man opposite him showed an unexpected look on his face that Wang Yu vaguely looked away, and complained to himself in his heart, wondering why he was staring at a man so intently.

Wang Yu also realized that he was being rude and stepped forward to apologize. "My name is Wang Yu. Actually, the young master is very handsome, especially his eyes, which are as beautiful as the sea of ​​stars. So I stared at him for a while longer. I am really sorry."

Wang Yu apologized sincerely. It was indeed very rude to look at people like that. The man raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Wang Yu to say that. No one has ever said that the eyes of this foreigner are beautiful. However, the look in his eyes just now did not make people feel disgusted, so he didn't care.

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