Goddess of Art Transformation Project

Chapter 351
Chu Ci only took a few glances at the pond, then stopped, and followed Bai Hao and his party into the main house of the Bai family.

After entering the main house, Chu Ci was stunned by the scene in front of him.

"Old man Zong, you are too unkind! Are you here to celebrate my birthday or to grab something?" An old man knocked the teacup on the table as soon as he raised his hand, with an angry expression on his face. .

"Hey! You old bookmaker, why are you still picky like you were when you were young! You won't even give anything you ask for!"

An old man with a half-white beard but black-and-white hair was not annoyed when he was rejected, he still smiled, but although the smiling face was benign, it had a great look, cut it!Asking you for something and not giving it is really stingy.

The two old men sitting on the main seat chatted cheerfully with each other, and there were also a few old men sitting in the guest seats below, but no one made a sound, and they seemed a little reserved sitting there, but most of them had piercing eyes. You looked at the old man with a half-white beard and black-and-white hair.

"Old man Zong, we have known each other for half our lives. You said how many things you took from me! In the past, when I was struggling, you took the pen from me, and later you took tea from me. Now even You want to snatch the old man's poems, you are really mad at the old man!"

The old man was obviously out of breath, he was already panting a little.

Chuci entered the door and saw the scene in front of him. Although he didn't know who the angry old man was, he knew that it was the old man Bai Hongru just by looking at him, and the beard beside him was already half white. Since the old man with mixed black and white hair is called old man Zong and sits next to old man Bai Hongru, his identity is obvious. This old man should be Zong Ze's grandfather!
While Chu Ci was thinking, the bickering between the two old men did not stop.

"Old bookmaker, it's meaningless for you to say that! Besides, I don't want your poems. I don't want your poems! I think this poem is good. I'll take it back and frame it to admire it. I've seen enough. Then let Ozawa bring it back to you. Do you think this will work?"

"Bah! Old man Zong, don't think I'll believe you again! Every time you say that, but which time do you return something? Don't even think about this poem!"

The beard was already half white, and the old man with mixed black and white hair had the same kind smile on his face. He took a sip of tea from his teacup, and it was time to drink tea. On the table, he first said to the old man Bai Hongru beside him.

"Old bookmaker, it's too shabby for you to entertain guests. The tea is cold, and you don't even want to change it for me."

Before Bai Hongru could respond, he turned his head and shouted to the group of people at the door: "You three little bastards are back, I haven't seen Xiaohao and Xiaoyang for more than half a year! Come here and let Grandpa Zong have a look."

Bai Hao and Han Yang hurriedly said: "Grandpa Zong, it's been a long time since I haven't seen you, but you are getting more and more energetic!"

Zong Ze also hurried forward and said, "Grandpa, why are you here so early? Didn't you say to come back at noon?"

In fact, Zongze had already guessed that his grandfather might be here when he saw the newly added sentry posts outside the door. Although many important people came to the Bai family birthday banquet, most of the people who came to celebrate the birthday were from the young and middle-aged generation. Walk around, come to celebrate the birthday on behalf of the family, but there are not many old comrades who will actually come, that is, my grandfather and Han Yang's grandfather may have some other old comrades who will come, but those who can dispatch the veteran cadres and guards He is also the deputy head of the old cadre security regiment checking and guarding the door, so it can only be his grandfather who came.

Chu Ci observed carefully when the few people were talking. Needless to say, the old man Bai Hongru had the image of an old literati, with a solitary air of pines and cypresses on his body, while Zongze's grandfather, Zong Lao, was a bit petty. The child has a temper, the tea on the table is still steaming but the tea is said to be cold.

It is said that the older a person is, the more he looks like a child. This Zongze's grandfather is really an old urchin.

However, Chu Ci also knew that Zong Lao, an old naughty boy, didn't always have this temper in front of everyone, and probably only in front of his old comrades-in-arms, old friends and descendants.

Elder Zong knew about Chu Ci, but not only Chu Ci, most people in Huaguo should know that Elder Zong was a famous Confucian commander. He was a scholar when he was young. I have never picked up a pen again, but although I have never picked up a pen again, I have never left literature behind, and I will pick up books to read in my spare time, but although Zong is old now, there are still some things Elder Zong needs to make up his mind, so he doesn't have much free time.

However, Master Bai Hongru was just the opposite. Master Bai Hongru took up the pen immediately after joining the army and lived a life of a literati.

For these two old people, regardless of their knowledge, the experience in their lives alone is already incomparable to thousands of poems and books.

Xiongcai roughly waved his hand, and Liming Common was born in his chest.

This broad-minded mind alone is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Ozawa, the three of you went out to pick up your friends?"

When Elder Zong was talking, he cast his eyes on Chu Ci and Liu Yifan, but his eyes only swept across Liu Yifan, then stopped on Chu Ci, and only looked away for a second or two.

But in just two seconds, Chu Ci felt like he was seen through by the vicissitudes of life and wisdom eyes, but Chu Ci acted upright, and he always acted with no regrets in his actions. He was also calm, and bowed to the eyes looking at him. A postnatal gift.

The "Wen Xiang Li" in Chu Ci's bow is the "Wen Xiang Li". This "Wen Xiang Li" can almost express the highest respect.

Elder Zong also nodded before turning his gaze back, and turned his gaze to Zong Ze again.

Hearing his grandfather's question, Zong Ze naturally wouldn't say that someone was causing trouble and disturbing his grandfather and Grandpa Bai's interest, but said, "Grandpa, I'm going to help Master Bai pick up the distinguished guests he invited, so I went out One trip, just in time to bring Grandpa Bai's distinguished guests over."

Chu Ci found that Liu Yifan beside him was already very reserved at the moment, he had long since lost his previous posture outside, and he was obedient like an obedient and good student.

Chu Ci took advantage of the opportunity to look around, and found that Chu Ci did not know anyone present except Wu Changhe, who was recognized by Chu Ci, but the breath of these people was different from Wu Changhe.

Some of these people have the aura of the officialdom, and some have the aura of the army. Obviously these people are not literati, and it is not difficult to guess just by looking at the aura on their bodies.

(End of this chapter)