"I want to meet that talented man." Mr. Zou picked up his pen and wrote a few words next to "Frost freezes in the ancient temple, and the bell sounds are silent."
Mr. Yuan recited: "Clouds cover the distant mountains and the wild geese cry faintly. Guan Nan's literary talent remains the same, but I don't know what the second line of the talented scholar is."
"Since you and I are both interested in him, why not invite him over to discuss a little?"
"I have no objection. What do you think of Xiu Wen?"
Kong Jijiu thought about it and nodded. If Lord Xiao Jiang continued to stay there, who knows what kind of trouble he would cause, so it is better to keep him by his side and watch over him.
"Go and invite someone over, and invite the top scholar as well."
Mr. Yuan's disciples left in response.
Over there, the provocateur racked his brains but couldn't come up with a pair to match Jiang Yueyang's. In desperation, he could only feel inferior to her.
Almost everyone present tried to match the numbers in their minds, but no one could tell what they had chosen.
Maybe he didn’t get it right, or maybe he was not satisfied with it and was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
Someone wanted to know what Jiang Yueyang's second line was, so he asked with a smile: "Young Master, your first line is so wonderful, I wonder what the second line is?"
Jiang Yueyang smiled lightly, and said, "My second line is not surprising. Why don't I let my brother tell me about his second line first?"
Jiang Yueyang raised her eyebrows at Jiang Xun, and her eyes seemed to be saying, Brother, let them see how powerful you are.
Jiang Xun smiled helplessly and shook his head, then he bowed to everyone and said, "In that case, I will show my ugliness."
"Mr. Jiang, please."
"The bells of the ancient temple are silent in the frost, and the moonlight is dimmed by the wind on the broken bridge. What do you think?"
Everyone applauded and praised, "Very good! Mr. Jiang's couplet is not only well-balanced, but also has a very beautiful artistic conception."
Jiang Yueyang even raised his voice deliberately and praised: "Brother, you are amazing. I admire you! You are not like someone who is arrogant and looks down on others just because he claims to have some talent."
Everyone present knew who she was talking about. They all laughed dryly and kept silent. It was difficult to respond to this question.
The provocateur saw the strange expressions on everyone's faces and immediately felt ashamed. He couldn't help but get angry and said, "Young Master, you didn't come up with the second line yourself, and asked your cousin to come up with it. Are you trying to divert everyone's attention and let it go?"
Jiang Yueyang sighed, "Sir, I am a little confused by what you said. How can the person who came up with the couplet not know the second line? Unless he didn't come up with the couplet himself."
"Stop talking nonsense. If you know the answer, just tell me. Why are you stalling for time here? Do you want your cousin to help you cheat?"
Jiang Yueyang was really a little angry, "Then just prick up your ears and listen to me..."
"Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Yueyang was interrupted by a voice behind her before she could finish her words, and she subconsciously turned around to look.
"Who are you?" Jiang Xun asked.
"My name is He Ming. My master invites you and your brother to come over and meet him."
"Who is your husband?"
He Ming raised his hand and pointed to a pavilion, and the people present looked in the direction of his hand.
Kong Jijiu and Mr. Yuan and Mr. Zou were standing on the edge of the pavilion's railing and looking over here. They smiled and nodded.
"It's Elder Yuan and Elder Zou. The chief priest Kong is also here."
“I also want to go over and get to know them.”
“Who wouldn’t want to?”
When Jiang Yueyang saw Kong Jijiu, she felt inexplicably guilty.
At this time, He Ming asked again: "Mr. Jiang and Mr. Xiao, can you please move?"
Jiang Xun nodded, "Let's go."
Afterwards, Jiang Xun took Jiang Yueyang and He Ming away. The Third Prince and Ye Wuhen followed without caring that they were not invited.
Everyone watched them walk away step by step, and someone couldn't help but ask: "Why do you think Mr. Yuan asked them to come over?"
"Maybe he heard about what happened here."
When the people sent by Wensheng arrived here, Jiang Yueyang and others happened to pass by him.
Seeing that it was Yuan Lao's disciple He Ming who took the person away, he thought about it and returned the same way.
Soon, Jiang Yueyang stood in front of Kong Jijiu and the others. He Ming walked to stand beside Yuan Lao, and moved his thin lips.
Elder Yuan and Elder Zou both looked at Jiang Yueyang. Jiang Xun bowed and said, "I greet Elder Yuan, Elder Zou, and Chief Lieutenant Kong."
Mr. Yuan nodded in satisfaction, "No need to be so polite, take a seat."
"Who are these two?" Only then did Old Zou notice the Third Prince and Ye Wuhen.
Kong Jijiu gave Jiang Yueyang a wink, asking her to introduce someone.
Jiang Yueyang understood and said, "This is His Royal Highness the Third Prince, and this is my friend Ye Wuhen."
Upon hearing that it was the third prince, Elder Yuan and Elder Zou were stunned for a moment and then bowed to greet him.
The Third Prince waved his hand and took the first seat. "I came here uninvited, gentlemen. Do you mind?"
Mr. Yuan smiled slightly and said, "You've already sat down, isn't it redundant to ask this?"
"Please go ahead, Third Prince." Old Zou gestured to his disciples to serve tea.
After all four of them were seated, the disciples of Elder Zou and Elder Yuan silently served them tea.
While sipping his tea, Yuan Lao said, "We old fellows all know what happened over there. But I don't know the young master's name? How old is he?"
Seeing that he was looking at her, Jiang Yueyang looked at Kong Jijiu inquiringly.
Kong Jijiu nodded, and Jiang Yueyang said, "My name is Jiang Yueyang, and I am fifteen years old."
"She works with me," Kong Jijiu added.
"It turns out that Miss Jiang is actually Master Jiang."
Jiang Yueyang was a little surprised, "Mr. Zou knows me?"
"I heard Xiu Wen mention it."
Jiang Yueyang said "Oh". She knew that Xiu Wen was Kong Jijiu's pen name, but she didn't expect that Kong Jijiu would mention her to his friends.
"I heard that Miss Jiang just came up with the first line of a couplet: 'Frost freezes the ancient temple and the bells are silent'. I wonder what the second line is for Miss Jiang..."
"Speaking of the second line, I am more curious about Mr. Yuan's second line."
Hearing this, Mr. Yuan laughed heartily, "My second line is 'The moon sets over the lonely city, the horn sounds cold', Miss Jiang, please."
"Then I'll show you my ugly side." Jiang Yueyang cleared her throat, "My second line is 'Snow covers the pine forest, the crane's shadow is alone.'"
When Mr. Yuan and Mr. Zou heard her second line, they nodded with satisfaction, with admiration in their eyes.
Zou stroked his beard and smiled, "Miss Jiang's couplet is wonderful, white cranes among the pines, covered with snow. Not only is the picture vivid, but the artistic conception is also profound."
"Looking back to the past, when I was her age, I couldn't write such beautiful sentences."
"Hahahaha... Not only can you not compose a good sentence, you can't even write a decent poem. If you tell this now, I guess no one will believe it."
Old Yuan glared at Old Zou and said, "Old man, stop talking. Don't I have any dignity left?"
After saying that, he slowly moved his gaze to look at Jiang Yueyang, "Miss Jiang, are you willing to become my disciple?"
Jiang Yueyang was stunned, Jiang Xun and the Third Prince also opened their eyes wide in shock, but Kong Jijiu was somewhat expected.
"Why do you react like this? Are you surprised?"
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