At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Xie Yuheng shook his head, changed the subject and said: "The top poet after hearing about his banquet poems can choose one of them and go back. Do you have any of your paintings that I like?"

"Oh, what Marquis Jiangling said is as simple as having the leader of the Qujiang Banquet at your fingertips."

Chi Bai seemed to have no bones to support him, leaning lazily on the door frame, and the belt around his waist was also loose.

Xie Zhuqing frowned slightly. He was already married, and he knew what Chi Bai had done just now...

He stepped forward and stood between the two of them, separating their sight.

Unfortunately, Xie Yuheng had already seen the red mark on Chi Bai's neck. He suppressed the nausea rolling in his throat, tilted his head and said with a smile:

"Brother, look at this old man, he is quite interesting. You should know that the young man Ling Yunzhi once promised to be the best in the world."

"I think the old man's ambition has long since faded away, and he has become a commoner in the world."

"I also apply myself to others. If I can't do something myself, I think others can't do it either."

She had read through the rolls of each of the thirteen prefectures and one capital in Daliang, and she knew where her strength lay.

Coupled with the hard study every night, day and night, she deserves this pride.

Once upon a time, she was like Xie Zhushu, learning until she collapsed.

But every time she sees the woman's current predicament and the foreseeable future, how can she not study hard.

She will multiply the devastation of her homeland in parallel time and space to the enemy. She is not a kind person, but she is willing to bear the infamy for future generations.

"You are naughty."

"They say this old kid is unreasonable, why would you waste your time arguing with that person of bad character?"

Xie Mingli had a clear smile on his lips, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

The two brothers and sisters sang together, which made Chi Bai very angry.

However, the second floor is full of young people. Indeed, he is the oldest and can afford to say "old man." ’

Chi Bai suddenly laughed: "Then I look forward to the masterpiece of Marquis Jiangling. Don't wait, I will lose the talent."

He gave Xie Mingli a meaningful look and left slowly.

Go and tighten your good brother's skin, you are a talented Qilin man, there is always room for you to push him hard.

The twilight is overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently.

It's past dusk time, and Ziyun Tower in Qujiang is bustling with activity.

The folding screen in the middle of the garden has been removed and replaced by long tables. The tables are filled with simple melon and fruit snacks, and the dishes are also ordinary dishes.

Xie Zhushu ate a piece of plum snowflake cake, and he frowned as soon as he took it into his mouth. He quickly picked up the tea bowl, slurping away the sour taste from his lips and tongue.

Seeing this, Xie Yuheng silently put down the chopsticks holding the plum snowflake cake.

There was a chuckle from his side, Xie Mingli opened his hand, and several delicate pine nut candies were in his palm.

"After the banquet is over, someone will prepare an offering for the little greedy cat. Now, let's just eat something to cushion the meal."

"Well, thank you, brother." Xie Yuheng took the candy obediently and looked around calmly with his starry eyes.

I have heard Jingzhou Juzi talk about what happened in the afternoon in detail.

A smile appeared on Xie Yuheng's lips. He had to climb higher to make the sound of falling down loud enough.

"Come on, make room for me."

Zhuang Yun held the pamphlet under his arm and sat on the other side of Xie Yuheng, occupying Xie Mingcheng's position.

Xie Mingcheng's voice sounded a little aggrieved: "... Mr. Zhuang can also come in?"

"Why can't I come in? After all, I am also a person who is proficient in the six arts. A small assessment, nothing to mention!" Zhuang Yun smiled with a smile on his face.

It seems that a lot of political achievements have been caught today.

Suddenly there was a noise, and it turned out that it was the doglegs of the Chi family who were protecting Chi Song from entering.

The man in the middle looked pale, looking more like a sick man than Xie Yuheng.

Xie Yuheng raised his eyebrows, and an idea in his mind became more... reasonable.

One of them looked at Xie Yuheng and said insinuatingly, "Hey, brother Chi, look at it, there are so many shrinking bastards, hahaha."

Zhuang Yun crossed his legs under the table, took a cup pad and used it to lick his pen, poured some ink from the bamboo tube he carried with him, and spread out the booklet.

Hey, come to life.

Xie Mingcheng took a look and saw a letter: The director of Sima Farming in the Ministry of Industry has no way to teach his children, and his behavior and speech are vulgar...

"Does this count?" Xie Mingcheng asked softly.

Zhuang Yun raised his hand and pushed his furry head away, blocking the light.

Then, he replied in the same low voice: "Why don't you count it? It is said that to govern a country, you must first bring order to your family. If your family cannot teach but can teach others, there is no one."

Xie Yuheng ate tea with a smile. He had no choice in teaching his son, but Zhuang Yun, who was short-sighted, also scolded him.

I'm really looking forward to Zhuang Yun's performance in court tomorrow, but it's a pity that I can't see it with my own eyes.

When everyone was present, Chu Chenfang went down from the highest floor of Ziyun Tower and talked a lot of necessary nonsense.

Then the theme was introduced: "I believe you have also admired the spring red in this garden. It is so beautiful."

"It would be better if you all guessed my favorite thing, or recited a poem, or painted a painting with ink..."

Song Ming, a famous prostitute in Kangfang, Tongping, who had been playing the drinking order for most of the day, was stunned.

Didn’t the requirements be announced directly in previous years? A few words, no matter what.

But Lu Peiran picked up the tea cup and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had been prepared.

While the men and women in the audience were talking about it, Chu Chen leaned directly on the main seat.

The dancers slowly walked into the banquet venue. As the soft sound of silk and bamboo sounded, they danced gracefully, light and elegant, as if fairies in the clouds had descended into the world.

Xie Zhushu tentatively picked up a piece of meat he didn't recognize with his chopsticks, and muttered: "There are at least a hundred kinds of flowers in the garden. How do you know what King Rui likes?"

Xie Yuheng frowned as he recalled what he had seen in the afternoon.

Zhuang Yun's smiling eyes fell on her and he quietly made a gesture asking for money.

Xie Yuheng saw it and silently moved his chair closer to his eldest brother.

I have reasonable suspicion that this guy is fishing for law enforcement, and I might read her book tomorrow - the Marquis of Jiangling bribed important court officials.

Zhuang Yun pretended to be angry and said, "What kind of friendship do we have? Am I that kind of person?"

Xie Yuheng nodded, and others also nodded.

Zhuang Yun was hurt internally, so depressed that he picked up a piece of pastry with his chopsticks, which almost made his old teeth sore, and he silently scolded the bastard from Guanglu Temple in his heart.

It doesn't matter if the food on the porch is unpalatable on weekdays, but if I take over the job of banquet, I can make it extremely unpalatable.

"Could it be Cymbidium? There is a side hall on the first floor, but there are many orchid paintings by famous artists." Xu Lu said.

Zhuang Yun: "Cough cough cough..."

Xie Yuheng turned his eyes, looked at Zhuang Yun and asked, "Are there many people in the capital who know what King Rui likes?"

"I know very little about it, very few, and I only learned about it by accident."

Zhuang Yun smiled like an old fox. Just when he thought Xie Yuheng was going to continue asking, she fell silent again.

Xie Yuheng closed his eyes and carefully recalled every pavilion and scene in the garden. The world's literati and refined guests loved the Four Gentlemen and the Three Suihan Friends.

The frequent visitors to the garden are undoubtedly the Three Friends of Suihan.

If you think about it carefully, the main scenery and background of the flower garden in the garden are different, but the guest scenery is always...