Who is Xue Zhiqing? Luo Zhaoyun has some questions. He has been away from Beijing for three years and does not care about the literary circle. He is not very popular with the number one talented man and the number one talented woman, so he has never heard of this number one person.

Ning Muhe seemed to see the young master's face confused and said in a low voice: "Xue Zhiqing is the priest tutor of the Imperial College of the Capital. She specializes in poetry and music, writes great fu, and is famous for ancient poetry. She has accumulated a lot of fame in the capital in the past two years. In addition, she is extremely beautiful and has become the first talented woman in the capital."

"Which Xue family is surnamed Xue?" Luo Zhaoyun asked curiously.

Ning Muhe said: "Her grandfather is the great writer Xue Daoheng."

"So that's it." Luo Zhaoyun suddenly realized that no wonder he had such a talented person. It is not surprising that the granddaughter of Xue Daoheng, the first literary scholar of the Great Sui Dynasty, was a family with a strong family. It is not surprising that such a talented woman could be trained.

At the same time, Luo Zhaoyun had another concern about this banquet. Could it be that Yu Shinan, Fang Yanqian and others held this literati banquet and invited Xue Zhiqing to come out, intending to convince everyone to write a petition together, and let Emperor Yang of Sui release Xue Daoheng?

When he thought of this, he felt a little clear. No wonder Yu Shinan repeatedly emphasized that he would make a fortune and said that there were some mysterious guests. It seemed that he had some hints.

At this time, Xue Zhiqing arrived and came into view. She was tall and graceful. She was wearing a lotus silk shirt. The lower one was a long skirt with a willow flower pattern, all of which were moon white, with a thin waist and a high tie. Her white dress was like a snow lotus.

The beautiful woman is graceful and the beautiful woman is bare-faced and beautiful.

Her face has the outline of a classical lady, her moon eyebrows are thin and long, her nose is small, her bright eyes are white, her red lips are thin, and her head is long and long. She is as unworldly as a beauty that comes out of a flower roll.

Even Xiao Yiyi, Qiao Qingyue, Liu Man'er and others were all beautiful people, but after seeing Xue Zhiqing's appearance and behavior, they were somewhat yearning and admiring.

It’s not that their facial features and appearance are inferior, but that they used to be charming and lack a kind of charm and Confucianism.

This kind of talented woman is influenced by generations of Confucian families, the identity of scholarly families, the growth environment, and the cultural level accepted since childhood, etc., which makes Xue Zhiqing's every move has the style of a lady, just like the noble temperament of a princess, and it is impossible to pretend.

"Zhiqing has met you gentlemen and young masters."

"No need to be polite, Miss Xue, please take your seat." King Cai and others spoke separately.

After Xue Zhiqing sat down, she behaved elegantly and the eyes of the men in the venue were closed.

As the saying goes, scholars are romantic, don’t think that scholars are restrained and not lustful. In fact, they are more keen on women in their hearts.

There are many literati and scholars living in brothels. Most of the most famous talented literary masters in history have lingered in brothels. They like to accompany beautiful women, talk about poetry and essays, drink and enjoy themselves, and seek joy at night, such as Yuan Zhen, Liu Yong, Su Shi, etc.

Therefore, there is often a saying that "the righteous person always comes from the dog slaughterer, but the unfaithful person is mostly scholars."

The literati present withdrew their greedy eyes, sat upright, without squinting, and looked as if they were hypocritical.

Confucian scholars often boast of themselves as gentlemen, but few of them truly do it. They often claim to be noble and elegant.

After basically the participants of the banquet arrived, Yu Shinan stood up and announced the beginning of the banquet.

The maids and waiters in the restaurant just now had arranged fruit trays, pastries, etc. on the wine table, and now they started to serve porcelain wine pots.

There is a song and dance at the beginning, which is the singer invited by Yanyulou from Miaoyin and Tongquelou. After an elegant piano music and silk bamboo, it is a dance. The atmosphere is lively, and the banquet enters the stage of discussion.

Yang Xuangan said: "Miss Xue, last time I saw your collection of poems being printed into a book, and it has begun to be circulated in the capital. Many talented people in Luoyang were moved by your talent. Those poems and essays really broke the true teachings of Lingzun and his grandfather, and even became more elegant and charming. They are so talented."

"The Duke of Chu has been awarded too much. Zhiqing just loves to write poetry and prose. He is a proper person and is afraid that he will not have a stunning talent. He thinks he will not have a masterpiece that can be passed down from generation to generation. This is Zhiqing's shortcomings."

Fang Yanqian continued to laugh and said, "Haha, Niece Xue is too modest. Most of them write poems and essays. There are a few articles that can be passed down from generation to generation. Those are the most difficult and rare since ancient times."

Xue Zhiqing's eyes flashed with natural charm and said, "It may not be true that I have read General Luo's poems, and almost every one has a highlight sentence. It is not a problem to pass on to future generations. It is really admirable. I just regret that I have never met you."

Yu Shinan laughed and said, "Don't be upset with niece Xue. General Luo was here in person tonight's banquet. Let me introduce you to you. You are all young talents, known as the number one talented man in the capital and the number one talented woman. If you discuss it more, it will be even better." After that, he reached out to Luo Zhaoyun.

"This is General Luo Cheng, whose courtesy name is Zhaoyun, who is just young."

"Luo Cheng, this is Xue Zhiqing, the priest of the Imperial College, the name of the petite and birthday of the Imperial College, so it is inconvenient to say more. In short, you are both experts in writing poetry, so you should communicate frequently." Yu Shinan recommended to the two.

"General Luo, we finally meet, Zhiqing is polite!"

"Hello, Miss Xue!" After Luo Zhaoyun finished speaking, he felt that many eyes were staring at him, containing jealousy, provocation and disdain.

He was a little helpless. After Yu Shinan and others laying the foundation, he gave him the name of the number one talent in the capital, and interacted with Xue Zhiqing in this way, which must have become a thorn in the eyes of many young scholars.

Sure enough, a young man stood up, wearing a Confucian shirt, and his voice was ridiculous: "Everyone knows that General Luo has written a few good poems, but he doesn't know how good he is to guess riddles. Xiao Wei is not talented, so he wants to compete with General Luo?" (To be continued.)
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