"Okay, well said. ﹎Yawen﹏＞w`w`w·.`y=a`w`e`n-8`.=

Shen Sheng cheered loudly like a storyteller in an inn, and almost took out a handful of broken silver and threw it over.

All the talented people echoed the praise, and they all looked proud and proud, as if they themselves had matched this ironic couplet.

Someone said: "Mr. Li, just now Miss Li asked a question. The first couplet is about a pond with ripples and shallow waves. How about you facing the previous couple?"

Miss Li glared at the person who spoke, then stared at Li Xianyuan, as if saying you dare to answer.

Li Xianyuan's eyes immediately separated from Miss Li's. He looked at the talented man who asked, shook his head and said, "I can't stand it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xianyuan felt an angry gaze cast towards him. Following his gaze, Miss Li had a delicate face and turned her head to one side to ignore him.

Li Xianyuan secretly thought that women are so unreasonable. He refused to answer, and became angry when he met her.

The talented scholars were also discouraged. They would rather face Li Xianyuan from this county than Wang Qingyuan.

"The reeds on the wall are top-heavy and light-footed." A cold snort came in. Wang Qingyuan was once again frustrated by his carelessness. How could his small frame be willing to swallow his anger.

The scholars held their breath, hoping that Li Xianyuan could confront them.

Li Xianyuan glanced sideways at Wang Qingyuan, his face as calm as ever.＞Yawen Bar＞＿﹏﹎`·n·8·．

·c-om responded fluently: "Bamboo shoots in the mountains, sharp mouth, thick skin, hollow belly."

This made Miss Li look even more ugly, and she concluded that Li Xianyuan deliberately did not answer.

Wang Qingyuan, whose face was equally ugly, was choked one after another, which made it impossible for him to get off the stage. As he was walking back and forth, he saw Li Xianyuan and Shen Sheng fighting side by side, and he chanted: "Two apes are cutting off the wood in the mountain, asking the monkeys How to pair a saw.

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These two apes and monkeys refer to Li Xianyuan and Shen Sheng.

This fat man was completely torn apart.

At the birthday banquet, a few bad-tempered people started to rush in. The scholars were also irritated.

Wang Qingyuan did not realize that he had offended the public, and looked at Li Xianyuan proudly: "If you can't stand up to me, then you have to admit defeat."

"Who said I can't stand up to you?" Li Xianyuan said. As soon as he spoke, the surrounding area became quiet.

Li Xianyuan stared at Wang Qingyuan and said: "The horse hides in the mud and lets see how the beast moves its hooves."

"Okay!" This time there was no need to warm up. Everyone at the birthday banquet applauded and the scene was lively.

"You..." Wang Qingyuan felt as if he had eaten a fly. Seeing Li Xianyuan's indifferent expression, he became even more angry. Unexpectedly, he couldn't think of a suitable countermeasure, so he hurriedly walked back and forth.

Suddenly, Wang Qingyuan had a flash of inspiration, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't hold back and shouted loudly: "Today is the old lady's birthday. In addition to the birthday couplet, Wang also prepared a big gift!"

"I wonder what gift this distinguished guest has prepared. Is it Yawen? w·w`w`.`y·a=w=e=n=" The old lady was somewhat interested.

The old lady asked all the questions, and when the arrow was on the string, even if she wanted to regret it, it was too late. Wang Qingyuan's fat face was full of pain, and he took out a picture scroll from his arms.

He pretended not to care and handed it to the housekeeper: "This thing is the result of a bet between me and the Governor of the General Affairs Department."

Butler Li unfolded the painting carefully, and everyone looked at the painting. The lake was vast and smoky. The redundancy was trimmed away to keep it thin, and a few random strokes on the lake were extremely vivid. Pedestrians held umbrellas on the bridge in the distance, and fishing boats floated under the bridge. The waves, combined with the misty rain in the painting, are so beautiful.

Looking at the signature seal again, the three characters Qian Hongzhi were written on it.

"Is this "The Picture of Rain Falling at Nanhu in Summer"?" An old man couldn't help but stepped forward, his voice trembling.

As the old man called out his name, a faint noise spread around him. Not many people knew this painting, but Qian Hongzhi was a famous calligrapher and painter among hundreds of scholars, and everyone knew it.

What's more, this man has been dead for decades, and there are not many paintings left in the world, which are extremely precious. This painting alone cannot be bought for less than ten thousand taels of silver.

Wang Qingyuan was so forced that he took out such precious things as birthday gifts.

Mrs. Li smiled and said: "Thank you very much, Mr. Wang, for your kindness, but I'm so disrespectful. Yujin, come and put this painting away."

The compliments from around him were endless, and the compliments from Mrs. Li somewhat dissipated the heartache in Wang Qingyuan's heart. He kept his eyes on Miss Li and comforted himself. As long as he married Miss Li, not only the paintings, but also the entire Li family would be his. , including the beautiful Miss Li.

He probably thought Mrs. Li was old and easy to fool.

"Brother Li, come on. Don't undermine my reputation in Wuhou County." Shen Sheng poked Li Xianyuan with his elbow. If he hadn't known that his personality was like this and his head was missing, he would have thought he was one of Wang Qingyuan's gang. .

Li Xianyuan rolled his eyes innocently: There is nothing precious in my body.

Shen Sheng raised his eyebrows: No!? Brother Li, please don’t lie to me.

Li Xianyuan frowned slightly: Do you think I look like someone who has those things? Or you contributed something. At worst, you can be shy and go to the old lady to ask for it back. Speaking of which, you haven't given me the silver note I exchanged for gold.

Shen Sheng's lips parted slightly and his eyes widened: Brother Li, I will give you the banknote privately. I don't have anything valuable at home. How about I ask my father?

Then Shen Sheng turned to look at his father sitting beside him, his eyebrows dancing with joy.

Father Shen's right eyebrow raised slightly: Get out.

Shen Sheng turned around in despair: My father refused.

Li Xianyuan nodded slightly: I saw it.

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"What are they two doing? Winning? Or flirting?" At the last table in the courtyard, the sword-wielding young man was confused. He hadn't seen the two talking to each other for such a long time, and could only vaguely see their expressions.

"Don't make any noise." The gentle young man hit the talkative young man on the head with his folding fan and looked at the main hall not far away without blinking.

Li Xianyuan cupped his hands to Mrs. Li: "Old Madam, Xianyuan does have a treasure. This treasure is very strange. People who like it regard it as priceless, but those who don't like it are worthless. It is a priceless treasure to me, so I hope you will forgive me for not being able to give it to the old lady."

"Oh? It's interesting. Mr. Li can take it with him, so he might as well take it out for a look." The old lady sat upright in the Grand Master's chair and said with some interest.

"Humph, that's ridiculous." Wang Qingyuan sneered at the right time: "You are a little boy, what can you come up with? How dare you brag about priceless treasures."

Li Xianyuan remained silent, only half-knelt down and stood the bamboo tube in front of him.

In front of him is Mrs. Li, so it doesn't matter if he kneels down.

Mrs. Li looked at his actions with a smile, her eyes were as kind as looking at a virtuous grandson.

Li Xianyuan pulled the scroll out of the bamboo tube as gently as if it were a treasure.

Seeing Li Xianyuan's careful handling, the talented people around him believed it. After all, he was a marquis, so his words were somewhat accurate, right...?
Chapter completed!