Li Fan became the focus of several people, and even the scholars in the garden looked here.

Zhang Wu's face was full of anxiety, and walked to Li Fan and whispered: "Brother Li! Apologize quickly and leave with me! What if..."

"It's not that I can't do it, right? Well! As long as you kowtow a few times to all the young masters, let's forget about this, what?"

When Hou Gongchen said, Zhang Jingxiu's brows jumped straight, and his eyes became cold when he looked at the other party.

Li Fan slowly raised his head, his eyes swept across the faces of several people, and his messages flashed through his mind.

Zhengtai, the son of Zhengtai, the second assistant Zhang Siwei, once passed the Jinshi with Zhang Juzheng's eldest son Zhang Jingxiu and his third son Zhang Maoxiu. It is hard to tell how much moisture there is in these sides.

When I think of poetry, countless masterpieces flashed through my mind.

I glanced at the green bamboo exposed in the garden and said loudly: "Two green bamboos emerge from the sky, and a few new bamboos hang upside down. They are the same root and the same spirit, so what is the humbleness and highness!"

Quiet! The whole audience is quiet!

Zhang Wu's eyes were filled with joy, and his hands were rubbing constantly. If the eldest son Zhang Jingxiu had not been in front of him, he would have wanted to come up and give Li Fan a big bear hug.

Hou Gongchen looked like a ghost, and pointed at Li Fan with his finger for a long time and couldn't speak: "You..., why are you..."

The Zhang brothers and the young master Taizheng's faces were not good either. Li Fan's poem not only pointed out that Hou Gongchen looked down on others, but also brought them all in.

"You..., how could you, a vulgar servant, make such a poem? It must have been plagiarized!

Yes! I have heard of this poem by the young master, and I heard it at the young master Zhengtai’s house. It must have been you, a villain, who eavesdropped on it!”

Hou Gongchen's face was distorted and he pointed at Li Fan and shouted.

Zhang Jingxiu's face turned completely gloomy. He looked at the young master Taizheng beside him and said, "I didn't expect that when Zheng Tai brother had such talents, I must let Brother Wei see it if he had the opportunity!"

Young Master Taizheng twitched his face, glared at Hou Gongchen and said, "I heard it a little, but it took a long time to remember it!"

Although Mr. Taizheng was uncertain about what he said, his words had already recognized Hou Gongchen's statement.

"Several young masters! Brother Li has just arrived in the capital today. How can he eavesdrop on the poems? Please ask some young masters to investigate!" Zhang Wu said quickly.

Li Fan looked at Zhang Jingxiu calmly. This song of Zheng Banqiao's bamboo painting will not appear in a hundred years. Hou Gongchen was obviously talking nonsense. He wanted to see how Zhang Jingxiu would make a decision.

"This...!" Zhang Jingxiu's face was unstable. He had already determined that this poem was written by Li Fan, but Zhang Taizheng's words could not be refuted casually, especially without evidence.

His father was the chief assistant of the Ming Dynasty, and Zhang Taizheng's old man was also the second assistant of the dynasty. Many political affairs still require the cooperation of this second assistant. Zhang Jingxiu was unwilling to offend this young master of Taizheng until he had no choice.

After pondering for a while, he said, "Maybe Mr. Li's poems are somewhat similar to those of his virtuous family's guests. Let's go to the garden to attend the poetry meeting!"

"Oh?" Young Master Taizheng smiled, turned around and walked towards the garden, without looking at Li Fan again.

Hou Gongchen laughed even more exaggeratedly: "The vulgar servants also want to attend poetry meetings, so let's do it for the next life! Hahaha!!!"

Li Fan's fist clenched suddenly, and then slowly loosened.

"Brother Li! Don't mind, I believe this poem must have been written by you!" Zhang Wu stepped forward and said.

"Brother Zhang! It doesn't matter whether my brother's work is done or not!

Zhang's Mansion? Zhang's Family? The Chief Auxiliary of the current dynasty?

hehe!!"

Li Fan showed a calm expression on his face, and turned around and strided towards the outside of the mansion no longer hesitated.

"Persist in the green mountains and do not relax, the roots are originally in the broken rocks.

Thousands of blows are still strong, no matter how winds are east, west, south and north!”

Li Fan's voice floated from a distance, but it was not loud, but it was clearly heard into the ears of several people.

The people who had already entered the garden were slightly shocked and turned their heads in disbelief, but they could no longer see Li Fan.

"Plause! It must be plagiarism!" Hou Gongchen shouted first.

Zhang Jingxiu's face became very ugly, and he looked at Master Taizheng coldly and said, "This song is not written by your disciple!"

The smile on Zhang Taizheng's face disappeared, he glanced at Hou Gongchen and said, "Stop talking! You can't hurry to find out and talk back!"

"ah!"

Hou Gongchen was stunned. He didn't expect that he could not even attend the poetry meeting. Isn't it...

"Young Master Taizheng! Miss Jinxuan's affairs..." Hou Gongchen said anxiously.

"Get out! Something that is not eye-catching!" Zhang Taizheng could no longer hold it back and waved his sleeves and cursed.

When Zhang Jingxiu heard Hou Gongchen mention his sister, his eyes could not help but squint. After walking a few steps, he stopped and said to Zhang Wu, who was still stunned outside: "Go and call him back! He is also a talent!"

Zhang Wu was overjoyed when he heard this and chased him out in a flash.

...

The gardens in Zhang Mansion are very large, with rockery, ponds, pavilions and towers. All kinds of precious flowers are rushing to bloom, and walking into them is like a fairyland on earth.

The literati gathered at the foot of the rockery, gathered in groups of three or five to talk, and the graceful maids shuttled through them to serve tea and pour water.

A little maid in green clothes walked around the crowd from time to time, blinking her big eyes and looking around, mumbling in her mouth. She didn't know what she was saying.

After a while, he turned around and ran to the inner house, went up the embroidery building and started shouting loudly.

"Miss! Miss! Mr. Wang has a new work, I will recite it to you: A beautiful woman with jade makeup is in the boudoir..."

Zhang Jinxuan, dressed in white, sat in front of the window and looked downstairs boredly, with no focus in her eyes and wondering what she was thinking.

"Xiao Huan, stop memorizing it! They are all boring poems, please accompany me downstairs and take a walk!"

Zhang Jinxuan said as she looked at the maid Xiaohuan, and when she looked back, the entire boudoir seemed to be a little brighter.

"Miss, you are so beautiful! I wonder if you choose Prince Prince or other talented men?"

Zhang Jinxuan sighed, got up and walked towards the stairs. The little maid raised her head slightly and followed Zhang Jinxuan and whispered: "Miss! It would be great if you were a little shorter, really! Just a little shorter!"

As he said that, he gestured his little finger. Zhang Jinxuan's height was more than 175 years old, and she was a standard long-legged lady in later generations.

But in the Ming Dynasty, her height was the biggest shortcoming. No man liked to be looked down upon by women, especially a arrogant scholar.

"By the way, Miss! Our guest just now wrote two poems, I will recite them to you..." The little maid followed Zhang Jinxuan and chattered.

Zhang Jinxuan paused, looked outside the mansion, and murmured to herself: "Please stick to Qingshan and don't relax. When did such a visitor come to the family?"

...

Li Fan was very fast, and before Zhang Wu could catch up, he left the mansion. Walking on the crowded street, Li Fan couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

I have paid the price for my bottom line, and I am afraid I will sleep on the streets if I leave the Zhang Mansion!

Not long after walking, a noise came from the front. The spacious street was surrounded by people watching the fun, and there were faint crying from women.
Chapter completed!