The moon comes to take pictures

Zhang Shenxiu was full of thoughts, like a mouse seeing a cat, wanted to slip away, but couldn't find an excuse, eagerly poured tea on Yuan Junyu, and said, "Speaking of Liu Jiao, we...he kept talking about it before he returned to Nanjing. We want to invite friends to our house, and now we...he lives near Sanpailou, there is a garden over there, although it is not as good as other places, it is still interesting, but I don’t know if we can invite him.”

He concealed his speech, and when he finished speaking, he had to pause for a while, almost wanting to scratch his head with two hands again, for fear of making a mistake or omission.

"Who is he going to invite?" Yuan Junyu said in a smug manner, "It's always like this, it doesn't look like it."

I don't know who I'm talking about.

The cool night was windy, Zhang Shenxiu raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead: "It's the second son of the Ning family, speaking of which, he also knows that young master and the eldest son."

Yuan Junyu was silent for a moment: "The people living in Sanpailou are exiles. If you live in Nanjing, you should find a better garden house."

"The new site has already been chosen, and Qiaoju will be ready in half a month."

While talking, suddenly someone came from outside the screen, shouting repeatedly: "Shu Zhou? Shu Zhou?"

Zhang Shenxiu turned her head abruptly, distanced herself from Yuan Junyu with a swipe, and tried her best to avoid suspicion: "Ah, Weiqing..."

"Your Majesty is here too." Xie Yan walked over, smelling of alcohol and powder, with a few lumps of rouge on his neckline, shaking his fan uncomfortably.

"I just said a few words to Boss Zhang, is Boss Xie going to leave?"

Xie Yan smiled: "Your Majesty also knows that our banquet will reach the climax within a month, who can make it? The outside is calling Brother Shuzhou to come over, and he must drink three cups."

Zhang Shenxiu waved his hands, feeling very headache: "I can't drink anymore..."

Xie Yanyi's eyes were already red with drunkenness, and he slapped him twice: "As long as you can still speak, then you can drink."

"Okay," Yuan Junyu said, "Just go out and say that you drank my hangover tea."

Zhang Shenxiu thanked her as if she had been pardoned, and walked out with her head down.Xie Yan didn't move yet, and sat down skillfully, shaking his robes: "Your Majesty's hangover tea is so useful, I must ask for a bowl to drink."

In the dim candle shadow, Yuan Junyu's expression was still indifferent. Facing Xie Yan's overtures, she didn't react much: "I don't have any more. It's still cooking outside. Tell them to bring it in later."

"Then it's better to stay here temporarily, it's too noisy outside," Xie Yan leaned on the side of the big couch, rubbed his temples, half-jokingly, "I really can't handle it."

As soon as he sat down, someone came to make a fuss outside again, but this time it was two musicians, one in front of the other, their shadows swayed, and they sang some songs outside the screen, affectionately, accompanied by bursts of laughter, fluttering. Lingling's laughter came in: "Thank you, boss, the beauty is in your arms!"

Xie Yan smiled to the outside: "I'm a drunk, so I don't want to lose face in front of beauties."

There was another laugh outside, and gradually they stopped torturing him.

The sound of pattering footsteps was far away, and Yuan Junyu turned slightly to the side: "Thank you boss for being so popular."

"It's because you are willing to give me face tonight, otherwise, I really can't stay in Nanjing." Xie Yan seemed to be talking to him, smiling humbly. Yuan Junyu observed for a while before realizing that he was It's not the same as when I first met her, her lips and chin are blue, and the fine stubble has not been cleaned up.

Yuan Junyu sipped his tea slowly, with a sense of inquiry: "Boss Xie has such a big business, why do you underestimate yourself."

Xie Yan waved his fan, and because he drank some wine, his speech slowed down: "It's one thing to stand firm, but it's another thing to be able to make money."

"We are in business, after all, we are people. We are a thing of relying on others. We have to look at people's faces." Xie Yan laughed at himself, put away his fan, put his hands on his knees, and stood up slightly: "When people ask us to drink, it must be done. You can’t drink it, if you don’t drink it, you will break the thread on purpose...we won’t be able to survive.”

Xie Yan rubbed his drunken eyes, and said unobtrusively: "My lord, don't blame me for talking too much, I'm here tonight, I'm also standing in line... I still need to see clearly, those people who are not present are not on the same side as our Dugong of."

Yuan Junyu rolled his eyes and looked over, knowing in his heart that the person who can manage a chamber of commerce is indeed an exquisite person. Xie Yan's mere few words clarified all the unreasonable relationships tonight.

In the future in Yingtian, there will be many such drinking parties, no wonder Zhang Shenxiu left, he insisted on staying here just to tell Yuan Junyu what he said.

Yuan Junyu held up the remaining cup of hangover tea and shook it as if toasting, looking very interested: "Brother Weiqing is right."

Xie Yan clasped his hands together, and said in panic, "My son's voice...don't dare, dare not... I'm talking nonsense after drinking, my son, forget these words!"

When talking, the outside of the screen just stopped for a while, and after drinking for three rounds, it started to make noise again, like some children who are just learning to speak, talking in a babble, listen carefully, it is those Beijing operas playing Jin Ping Mei, When they reached the unspeakable place, there was a lot of laughter outside.

"Speaking of which, I heard Eunuch Cui say that brother Weiqing is a good showman, especially proficient in the West Chamber, and he can talk to other people." Yuan Junyu didn't change his color, and flipped the tea cover leisurely, not very Looking at him straight in the eye, he casually said, "When you're in Nanjing, is there any actor you like?"

"Why did the prince come to ask, just now the outside was still teasing me and told me to put it in the outer room."

"What, brother Weiqing is afraid of internal affairs?"

"My wife is virtuous..." Xie Yan's eyes drifted to the outside of the screen, and he said quietly, "It's because I don't have such thoughts."

"But I don't think you look like it." Yuan Junyu propped his elbows and leaned over the small table placed in the middle, making the two of them seem to be very familiar: "Is it because you are not thinking, or is there nothing you can do?"

Xie Yan paused for a moment, smoothed his cuffs, and vented his heat: "Isn't that the case, isn't it just..."

He noticed the unusual meaning in Yuan Junyu's words, but he had just drank a lot of yellow soup, and now his strength came up, his thoughts were stagnant, shaking his head, as if he was listening to the North tune outside , while listening, he said in a whisper: "No, I am infatuated, the difference of family status..." He suddenly woke up, opened the fan again, and fanned the wind dryly, still with that romantic smile: "Slip of speech, Faux pas."

Family status, infatuation, what does this seem to imply, Yuan Junyu guessed, is it his old grievances in Nanjing?Xie Yan must have had some unbearable memories in Nanjing.

No wonder Xie Yan said those things when he came, such as standing in line and taking refuge. He targeted Ningji like this, Yuan Junyu couldn't help thinking about it, could it be...

"Weiqing has enemies in Nanjing?"

Xie Yan waved his hands again and again: "Why did your son say that?"

"I see that you are tied up. What do you have, even if you mention it to Duke Chang, he is not a petty person."

"The world is unsatisfactory. Nine times out of ten, I like the moon in the sky and Yingying in the book. Maybe I have to ask the Duke for it... This little thing about me is nothing." Xie Yan rubbed the corners of his eyes and smiled Say, "Big things matter."

At this time, there was a clicking sound outside, and the little fireman in Tsing Yi came over with a pot of sober tea.

"It's so transparent, it's no wonder that there is a place for Weiqing in the whole Jiangnan." Yuan Junyu could see that Xie Yan didn't feel relieved at all, and handed him a cup of tea, as if to persuade him: "Although the bright moon is good, in the end it's just fishing for the moon. No matter how beautiful Yingying is, she will never be able to be the person in front of her."