Qionghua Tower is a famous flower tower in Lin'an City. Although the country is in constant wars, most of the land of China are famines and people are living in poverty. However, Lin'an City is like the night Shanghai at that time, and there is still no sense of urgency for the country to be destroyed.

Near Qionghua Building, there are also flower buildings. This street is Hua Street. The night on Hua Street is lively, and it can be said that it is brightly lit.

What made Luo Jun feel a little interesting is that in later generations, men went to places like Hualou, which was like a thief. But in this feudal era, visiting Hualou was an elegant thing. There were many anecdotes of romantic young men circulating in the Hualou, and it was spread by others, which was also an elegant story.

When Luo Jun, Bai Suzhen and the Han family arrived, the top scholar Xu Xuan was waiting outside the flower building. Bai Suzhen came and he immediately came up.

This Xu Gong, wearing a blue silk robe and a square scarf, is really handsome and elegant. What's even more rare is that he has extraordinary temperament. As soon as he walked forward, he clasped his fists and said, "Miss Bai, today you can come to our poetry meeting, which really makes the entire Qionghua Building shining brightly!"

In his heart and eyes, it seemed that only Bai Suzhen was the only one.

Bai Suzhen took a step back and said, "Young Master Xu was joking. Bai Suzhen is just a rough man and knows nothing about poetry. She came here today and accompanied the two ladies."

Xu Xuan seemed to have noticed the two ladies of the Han family, so he stepped forward to say hello.

Han Xue and Han Rong had any resistance to people like Xu Xuan. The two women's faces were slightly red and they also returned the gift.

Luo Jun led the horse to the servant, and smiled forward, saying, "Today's poetry meeting, we will definitely see Mr. Xu's peerless style, and I am looking forward to it."

Xu Xuan glanced at Luo Jun. He was so scheming. He smiled and said, "Young Master Luo, you have been awarded too much."

Luo Jun laughed and said, "This is not an over-the-top award. I admire your literary talent very much."

Xu Xuan smiled slightly, he was quite content with this.

Then everyone went in.

Luo Jun is very doubtful about Xu Xuan's life experience. He also talked about this issue with Bai Suzhen.

That is, with Xu Xuan's family background, it is unreasonable to cultivate such a young master.

It is obvious that only magic immortals can cultivate such talents. Where did Xu Xuan learn this kind of cultivation?

Bai Suzhen said: "Maybe, Mr. Xu Xuan is the reincarnation of a certain god's soul, which is indefinitely true. However, Mr. Xu has always been on Mr. Han's side, so he is not our enemy. His origin has become a mystery, but we don't need to pursue it."

"That's right!" Luo Jun said.

In Bai Suzhen's mouth, Luo Jun also learned something.

That is, there are four great princes in the Southern Song Dynasty today. They are Zhuo Tianzhong, Prince of Jinling, Prince of Lin'an, Prince of Nanyang, Prince of Nanyang, and Prince of Beiyang Xu Fu.

These four young masters are the four most talented men today. Among the four young masters, the young master Zhuo Tianzhong of Jinling is the most powerful. The second is the young master Xu Xuan of Lin'an.

After Xu Xuan became the top scholar, his momentum was catching up with Zhuo Tianzhong.

The Qionghua Tower is extremely lively and crowded.

The first floor is ordinary guests, and the second floor is where the poetry meeting is located. It has been arranged inside, and it can be filled with flowers.

The orchestras, the wonderful music, the fragrant wind dances, the bright lights, and the jade wine and jade juice. Many great officials have arrived, and today's host of the poetry meeting is Xu Xuan.

Everyone was waiting for Xu Xuan's arrival, and they also knew that Xu Xuan was going out to welcome the two daughters of the Han Mansion. However, few people knew that Xu Xuan was actually just to welcome Bai Suzhen's arrival.

Luo Jun and others followed Xu Xuan to the second floor, and many young men and nobles stood up to greet him. Xu Xuan responded calmly, chatting and laughing. This demeanor and demeanor inevitably made some girls dizzy.

After that, the poetry meeting began soon.

Xu Xuan first raised his glass and said, "Thank you all the brothers and ladies for coming to our poetry meeting tonight. I'll respect you first."

Everyone raised their glasses. Xu Xuan then said, "The whole country and national affairs of the world, now we can drink such fine wine and enjoy such spring scenery in Lin'an City. But the wars in the north are continuous, and many passionate men fight for the safety of our Song Dynasty. Here, I wish the soldiers a glass of wine!"

Everyone was infected by Xu Xuan's voice, so they toasted together, and finally the wine spilled to the north.

Xu Xuan then started to brew again and then wrote poems.

Since it is a poetry gathering, can we not write poetry?

"The white swears to destroy gold in the river, and the heroic army swallows the sea with ten thousand spirits. Look at the natural crucifixion and whip. I don't believe that the Central Plains are not surnamed Zhao!"

The whole audience was silent.

Xu Xuan's feelings and emotions are all exaggerated in this poem, sad and tragic, making people feel a sense of pride in their hearts.

"Okay!" After a while, everyone cheered in unison.

In such a Lin'an city, Xu Xuan fully expressed his poetic feelings for compassion.

Luo Jun had to admit that Xu Xuan's poem was done very well. He couldn't do it anyway.

Bai Suzhen also showed a look of praise on her face.

After Xu Xuan finished his poem, the talented woman Murong Yun also said in the previous poem: "Mr. Xu is in love with his family and country, and he is good at poetry. Can I frame this poem in the room?"

Xu Xuan smiled slightly and said, "This poem is not suitable for placing it in the girl's boudoir. If Murong likes it, I can give a poem to the girl."

Murong Yun couldn't help but be overjoyed and said, "That would be great."

Xu Xuan immediately ordered people to polish the ink, and then began to look at Murong Yun. Murong Yun took it really well and looked at Xu Xuan with a smile without showing any timidity.

Luo Jun sighed from the side and said to himself: "There are hidden dragons and creeping tigers everywhere in the land of China! There are also strange women in the small fireworks."

Xu Xuan then wrote a lot of writing.

"Pretty is like a peach in the spring, pure and pure as a chrysanthemum in the autumn, quiet as delicate flowers shine on the water, and moving like weak willows supporting the wind."

This is not a poem with a good rhyme, but in just a few sentences, it depicts Murong Yun's beauty and temperament.

Xu Xuan was extraordinary when he took action. His reputation as a talented man is truly well-deserved.

Murong Yun's face suddenly turned red, like a peach blossom.

Xu Xuan wrote the ink treasure and presented it to the book boy next to him. The book boy presented the ink treasure to Murong Yun.

Murong Yun accepted it, Yingying was blessed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xu."

Xu Xuan smiled slightly.

Murong Yun continued, "I heard that Mr. Xu is coming these days, so I embroidered a sachet with my own hands to repay you. I also hope Mr. Xu will not dislike the woman's low-brow background."

Xu Xuan smiled heartily and said, "Thank you for your kindness. Miss Murong is both talented and beautiful. It is my honor to be given to me by Xu Xuan!"

He then accepted Murong Yun's sachet.

These are all good stories above the scene, and poetry is an elegant thing. Everyone should give each other face, and the scenes should be filled with flowers.

Then, many young masters wrote poems, and some girls added fragrance to their red sleeves, which was very lively. Of course, most of the poems were not very good, they just barely rhyme. Compared with Xu Xuan's level, they were really much worse.

It was also at this moment that Xu Xuan suddenly thought of something, and he raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

So the audience calmed down again and saw what Mr. Xu was going to say.

Xu Xuan stood up, holding a wine glass in his hand, and came to Luo Jun and Bai Suzhen. Luo Jun was originally a guest, and he was drinking and eating fruits here, which was so comfortable. He also thought the wine was delicious, like rice wine, but it was sweeter and purer than rice wine.

It felt a bit like vodka and cocktails. At this time, Luo Jun felt a sudden slap in his heart when he saw Xu Xuan coming. My god! Xu Xuan, Xu Xuan, aren't you going to target me?

Having said that, Luo Jun can understand it too.

Xu Xuan admires Bai Suzhen, but Bai Suzhen has been very close to him recently. If it were him, he wouldn't help but attack his love rival in front of the beauty!

"Young Master Luo..." Xu Xuan stepped forward and smiled.

Luo Jun secretly complained that the weasel wishes the chicken a New Year!

He also stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. Xu."

Xu Xuan said: "Young Master Luo, Miss Bai is here, why don't we write a poem for her separately? What do you think?"

Luo Jun waved his hand and said, "I am a rough man and I am not good at poetry. Mr. Xu, don't make things difficult for me."

Bai Suzhen said lightly: "Mr. Xu, there are many distinguished guests here. Bai Suzhen is insignificant, so don't waste time on me."

Xu Xuan's face changed suddenly. Her words don't waste time on her, but it was a pun!

Xu Xuan's face turned dark, but he quickly covered all negative emotions and said, "If anyone says that Miss Bai is insignificant here, I, Xu Xuan, are the first to refuse to rely on it. In my Xu Xuan's eyes, only Miss Bai can be called the beauty of the world."

His words were equivalent to offending all the girls present.

But Xu Xuan had completely ignored it. He had his arrogance and grief. He was not a foolish and loyal minister, or a person who was bound by etiquette and law. He was amazing and charming... Prince Lin'an, Xu Xuan!

He then turned around and came to the inkstone and wrote a lot.

"The east wind is evil, the love is weak, and the sorrow is full of separation, wrong, wrong, wrong!"

After he finished writing, he looked at Bai Suzhen deeply and said, "I, Xu Xuan, have a vow here today. If I don't marry Miss Bai in this life, I will live alone and die in my life. If I violate this vow, Xu Xuan will be able to penetrate his heart and never be reborn!"

He really made up his mind, and Bai Suzhen's indifference hurt his heart.

Then, Xu Xuan turned around and left.

When everyone saw the ink treasures he left behind, they couldn't help but praise his talent. His talent was really sharp and powerful! And the despair and sadness in this poem were also vividly revealed on the paper.

Xu Xuan confessed his love to Bai Suzhen completely.

This matter has begun to be circulated throughout the city. It is a good story or a bad fate. Now no one dares to assert.

But more importantly, the daughters of those wealthy families privately thought that the east wind was evil, the love was weak, and the sorrow was full of separation. When they were wrong, they couldn't help but make a fuss for Xu Xuan.
Chapter completed!