MTL - Quick Transmigration, the Male Lead is Not Easy to Top-Chapter 285 Uncle (7)

Han Zhong rolled his eyes, glanced at Wei Ying and Chu Yan back and forth, and smiled again: "Since Wei Xian has arrived, everyone will move to another place temporarily, or drink and write poetry, wouldn't it be fun..."

A dozen or so scholar sons moved to the front hall.

Wei Ying and Liang Yu were at the forefront.

He didn't dare to look back, and only stayed close to Liang Yu.

"Are you okay?" Wei Ying had just made a big statement in front of everyone. This time, when the cold wind blew, he calmed down a bit. If he made a fool of himself, it would be a shame.

"Do your best to deal with it." Liang Yu looked embarrassed.

What can he do.

Everyone has his strong and weak points.

He really isn't a great poet.

However, in this kind of plot, when he got on the sedan chair, he expected that such a thing might happen, so on the way, he bought the poetry collection from the system in advance, and quickly wrote down half of the poetry collection in a short period of time. .

It's a temporary cramming.

Just hope you can deal with it in a while.

In the banquet hall, everyone sat on the floor, and the wine was served, and after the singing and dancing, they went to the main topic.

"For a while, if you really can't do it, forget it..." Wei Ying said to Liang Yu uneasily.

Han Zhong took the wine as a reference, and began to turn from left to right to write poems and lyrics. Wei Ying knew that this kid deliberately let the two be at the end.

Waiting to see them laugh.

Unsure of what to do in his heart, he tugged on Liang Yu's sleeve and muttered in his ear.

Originally, when he came, he decided that if he made himself a fool, he would go back and beat him, but just now he shocked himself and didn't get too out of control in front of Chu Yan, so he decided to be kind.

It's nothing if it doesn't work, anyway, no matter what these people do, they won't laugh in front of him.

Smile behind at most.

Liang Yu glanced at him, then leaned into his ear and said, "Don't drink too much alcohol for a while..."

Wei Ying looked at him in surprise, puzzled.

Liang Yu didn't say much, just smiled and said nothing.

Seeing the two people on the opposite side, Chu Yan kept chatting with each other, and his face became more and more ugly.

When it was his turn, he was even more determined to frustrate Liang Yu's zeal, and he applied what he had learned in his life, and even wrote seven poems and wine poems, which attracted applause from the whole hall, while Yun Sang just smiled.

When they finally got to Liang Yu's side, everyone in the audience fell silent.

After all, Wei Ying boasted such a big mouth before.

Liang Yu's expertise is not above poetry and prose. To participate in the conference today, in order not to lose face, he tried his best to deal with the first half of it. That's all, he had traveled through several ancient plane backgrounds and was influenced by culture. maximum effort.

Most of the remaining poems can only be used in the style of borrowing and stealing poems. Fortunately, there are tens of thousands of cultural treasures left by our ancestors.

He borrowed a few songs, which he could handle.

But he passed by so easily, but others were not convinced, especially Chu Yan, who came after ten rounds.

Until he was completely crushed by him.

As for the expressions in the eyes of others, from the previous observation to the shock and admiration behind, Liang Yu only did not see it.

When the poetry party was over, the owner of Xinyuan invited the young gentlemen present to go to the dining room for dinner.

"Husband, you're really amazing. You're still hiding it. You've given me a face today..." Wei Ying felt a little overwhelmed when she walked through the corridor after coming out of the banquet hall.

After all, the guys who were waiting to see his joke just now came up to flatter him after the end.

He felt rather proud.

"Ma'am, Mo Shengzhang, some poems I just borrowed from flowers to offer Buddha's sake, but three-quarters of them were not written by me..." Liang Yu put his arms around his waist and whispered into his ear, "Fortunately enough, I have dealt with it. …”

"Ah?" Wei Ying froze for a moment, then glared at him again: "A quarter of the temporary performance is not bad, even if you only use other people's poems, you can use the free tongue to fight the Confucian scholars for more than ten rounds, which is very powerful. La... I can only recite a hundred or so songs, and my father said I was amazing..."

There is still admiration in his eyes.

Liang Yu thought to himself, it's not because he is good at reciting poems, it's because you are too unprofessional.

The people in the Wei mansion doted on him so much that they were reluctant to make him suffer a little bit, and they didn't force him if they didn't like to read.

Although it wasn't that he became a scoundrel without learning and skills, he was indeed incomparable to those talented people like Chu Yan. He could compose poems and write poems at his fingertips. He had just won the poetry festival, and he was only dipped in the light of his predecessors.

There's really nothing to be proud of.

Thinking about it this way, Liang Yu found that compared with these ancients, he really lacked some literati temperament in his stomach. He thought that he should recharge his batteries when he had time, and don't just think about going to practice when he had time...

When she was thinking about it, Wei Ying suddenly looked uncomfortable and said, "You go first, I want to go respectfully..."

After saying that, he covered his stomach and ran to the other side of the yard.

Wei Ying went to the thatched hut so that he could come out clean.

Seeing that everyone was gone, and Liang Yu was also missing, he couldn't help but mutter: "Really, if you let it go, it's really gone..."

He was leisurely heading towards the dining room, and when he passed the corner, a man appeared behind the wall and hugged Wei Ying from behind. He was startled and struggled vigorously, when he heard a familiar voice behind him: "Wei Ying, it's me."

Wei Ying was shocked, and her face turned pale.

He didn't struggle anymore, calmed down, suppressed his emotions, and asked calmly, "Master Chu, is something wrong?"

"I didn't expect that the way you were angry with me was so childish."

Chu Yan hugged him tightly from behind, and there was a bit of helplessness in his tone, "Today-you brought that kid named Liang here because you were deliberately trying to **** me off..."

Wei Ying's face became extremely ugly.

It turned out that this person had seen it early in the morning, and he still pretended to be so calm.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at acting." Chu Yan's indifferent voice could not hear too many ups and downs, "Unfortunately, people's eyes can't deceive people, it's me that you love."

Even with his flat voice, Wei Ying could still hear a hint of smugness.

This made him angry.

Does he take his feelings as something to show off?

"Who said I was acting?" Wei Ying's face sank, she struggled vigorously with Chu Yan's arms, jumped out of his arms, turned her head and glared at him: "I'm already in the same room with him, do you think I'm acting?"

This made Chu Yan's face instantly gloomy.

"What did you say?" Chu Yan looked at him sullenly.

"If you marry a lady, I will marry a husband." Seeing his ugly face, Wei Ying finally felt that this person could understand the pain she had suffered before.

This put him in a good mood, and he put his arms around his chest, "At least I'm better than you. I sent you a wedding invitation. Why didn't you come to Duke Wei's mansion to congratulate Zhu Xiao?"

He had a smile on his face, but his expression was a bit grim.

Chu Yan was originally angry, but quickly calmed down: "If you are really interested in him, why would you come here today to make an appointment? With your temperament, I don't believe that if you don't want to come, Han Zhong can still invite you."

Speaking of this, the triumph of victory appeared on his face again: "Wei Ying, you missed me, didn't you?"

The determined expression on his face made Wei Ying blushed.

- It's hard to be angry.

"Wrong, I'm just here to show you off my handsome husband!" Wei Ying retorted strongly.

Chu Yan habitually grasped the overall situation. Although Wei Ying's family background is better than his, and his temperament is also arrogant, he is always at a disadvantage when dealing with him.

It was like this before, it is like that now.

This annoyed him.

"Oh, why do I think your words are very unconvincing." Chu Yan approached for a few minutes, causing Wei Ying to take a few steps back.

Chu Yan smiled and said, "Ying, I'm really happy that you still have me in your heart. It's like I always have you in my heart."

Wei Ying gritted his teeth: "Is there a chance that I would marry a wife while I was out of Beijing? Don't say that I was forced by Master Chu! If you couldn't keep each other, you would never marry each other and keep each other's promises. Woolen cloth?"

The two families have a feud. When they were in the school, their underground romance was exposed, and the two patriarchs strongly prevented them.

At that time, the two of them swore together that if they couldn't stay together in this life, they would be separated by thousands of towers and thousands of miles away.

As a result, this guy suddenly got married while he was out of Beijing.

He didn't even have a chance to come back and stop it.

- When you come back, your lover becomes someone else's groom.

"Whether you believe it or not, I marry Yunsang for the sake of our future together."

Chu Yan looked at his angry face and was silent for a while before trying to explain: "I haven't forgotten our oath, and I'm working hard for it, but I didn't expect that you would be so angry that you could just find any man to get married. …”

Speaking of which, anger swelled on his face.

"Shit, are you still trying to coax me?" Wei Ying didn't believe a word.

He was even more **** off by this.

If he apologized and said something else, it would have made him feel better than such a ridiculous explanation.

"Wei Ying, if you still have me in your heart, you should believe my words..."

Chu Yan frowned slightly, and there was a little anxiety in his eyes. It was really difficult to discuss what he did with him, but he did not expect Wei Ying to be so angry.

impulse.

He tried to explain, but another cold voice suddenly came: "Young Master Chu doesn't go to accompany Mrs. Zun, but why is this pair of people so eloquent?"

Wei Ying suddenly turned her head and found that Liang Yu had arrived at an unknown time.

When he was talking, he wrapped his hands domineeringly around his waist. Wei Ying was so angry at Chu Yan's words, so he took advantage of the situation and leaned into Liang Yu's arms.

Seeing this scene, Chu Yan's face sank.

"You kid, you're not worthy to question me." He replied coldly, and took a deep look at Wei Ying: "You better listen to what I said before... I said, I will not betray you..."

"Go away!" Wei Ying roared with all her might when she heard this.

Chu Yan's face darkened, he didn't say anything, glanced at the two, turned around and left.

As soon as Chu Yan left, Wei Ying felt exhausted, turned her head to lean on Liang Yu's chest, and murmured, "Do you think I'm ridiculous? Even I myself think I'm ridiculous..."

Chu Yan had never responded before.

He tried his best to see his reaction.

He finally gave answers and explanations, but he preferred not to hear them.

Liang Yu lowered his head and saw him buried in his chest, he frowned and said, "If you want to cry, cry quickly, because I only allow you to lean on me and cry for others once..."