in the car.

Liao Yuqing fastened the zipper of his coat, shook his head and said, "Let's go, let's go in and have a look." ”

He Xiao looked embarrassed: "I don't know them well with your party, so it's not good in the past?"

"Hey, it's like I'm familiar with them, there are dozens of people at a party, and I only know two or three. ”

Liao Yuqing laughed, daring him to come over to join in the fun.

"Nacheng, I'll go with you to see and see. "It's all here, and there is a little interest in it, He Xiao didn't refuse, and followed Lao Liao into Moxiang Pavilion.

On the way, he learned that the reason why Liao Yuqing attended this party was because he liked ancient poems and couplets very much on weekdays, and he made many like-minded friends.

This gathering in Moxiang Pavilion should be regarded as the largest literary gathering in the whole of China, and it will be held every year on the occasion of the Lantern Festival.

The characters who came are also Taishan Beidou in the literary world, who has been immersed in this circle for many years and is extremely famous.

For example, those famous martial artists in the last century, when their names are mentioned, everyone at home and abroad knows them, and many of them have been adapted into classic film and television dramas, making indelible contributions to the field of martial arts dramas in China.

Such a character, book friends are all over the world, and the dragon sees the beginning but not the end, but today he appeared in this banquet.

It can be seen that the gold content of the banquet that Liao Yuqing came to attend, even if he said it himself, but now it seems that he is obviously modest.

The two of them crossed the threshold of the Moxiang Pavilion and walked into the hall, and suddenly, the charm of pen and ink and books came to their faces.

Everywhere is made of solid wood, sandalwood bursts, the beams above the head are carved with dragon and phoenix decorations, and there is a pool stone mountain in the middle of the hall, which is crystal clear, with koi swimming in it, and a small one across the pool, which can accommodate one person.

The decoration is really amazing, plus the Chinese style is not cheap, such a big house, it is estimated that there are not millions of people who can't get down.

At first, He Xiao thought that this was an ordinary restaurant, but now when he walked in, he found that this was a real private club, and ordinary people couldn't afford it at all, and the people who came and went were either rich or expensive.

This also led to the fact that there were very few people in the hall, and most of them came to attend this literary gathering.

"Haha, isn't this Director Liao? I haven't seen you for a long time!"

After He Xiao and Liao Yuqing walked in, a hearty laugh came, and they saw the comer, about forty years old, with a goatee.

This is Fang Yuping, a famous contemporary calligrapher in China, his words are very valuable, and they are treasures that the rich are vying to collect. ”

Liao Yuqing introduced He Xiao on the side to avoid him being rusty.

"Hey, this is ......"

Fang Yuping's eyes were attracted by He Xiao, looking at this face, he was stunned for a moment.

He Xiao had just been on the Spring Festival Gala and was very well-known, so Fang Yuping recognized this as a star, but he couldn't remember the name, and he was sweating profusely.

"Hello, my name is He Xiao, and I am a singer. ”

Seeing Fang Yuping's embarrassment, He Xiao hurriedly reported to his home to resolve the embarrassment.

"Oh, yes, yes, Hexiao! I'm sorry, I was really stunned just now, I didn't remember your name, don't take it to heart. ”

Fang Yuping patted his head, suddenly realized, and then shook hands with He Xiao, and the two knew each other.

He Xiao noticed that this Master Fang was wearing expensive clothes, with a jade around his neck, and a jade bracelet on his wrist that could not be called, which shimmered brightly, and was worth a lot of money at a glance.

Presumably, this master's words are indeed very valuable.

"Oops, Master Liu is here too!"

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Fang Yuping was chatting with He Xiao and Liao Yuqing here for a while, and suddenly saw a person walking in at the door, and hurriedly greeted him.

"That's Liu Xiangchun, a disciple of Master Lao Tao of the Yinglian Association, and a businessman at the same time, and Shaoguang seems to have his shares. ”

Liao Yuqing looked at the master who came in at the door, and said to He Xiaopu on the side.

Hearing the word shake light, He Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly.

Master Liu walked in with a smile on his face, and greeted a group of people familiarly, and the content they talked about was related to literature, which sounded unclear.

Then, another old man also walked in, with white temples, about sixty or seventy years old, dressed in Tang costume, holding a dragon head cane, and followed by a young girl, presumably a granddaughter or something.

As soon as the old man appeared, the party exploded, and Liu Xiangchun greeted him as soon as possible.

"Teacher, you're here!"

Liu Xiangchun, who was in his forties, was like a good student in front of this old man, bowing his head and lowering his eyebrows, supporting him.

This is Liu Xiangchun's teacher, the master of the old Tao of the Yinglian Association, and is known as the first person in Huaguo Yinglian. Liao Yuqing couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.

Master Tao is so powerful, he plays the couplet culture brilliantly, and he has a lot of prestige among the contemporary literati in China.

"On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, the old decay is here to wish you all a prosperous New Year and all good health. ”

Old Man Tao smiled and hugged his fists, blessing everyone around him, listening to him feel that there was no arrogance, but that kind of visual power was unstoppable.

The white-haired old man, dressed in a Tang costume and holding a dragon-headed cane, everyone thinks that this old man is not simple.

"Haha, old thing, your mouth is still so eloquent!"

Suddenly, there was another loud laugh at the door, and I saw an old man dressed in black walking out with his head held high, his face was a little broad, and his two eyes were like a pair of big lanterns, hanging in the eye sockets, quite fierce.

Behind him, there were also several juniors, both men and women, and one of them, a girl with a peaked cap, stood at the front of everyone, supporting the old man.

"Master Feng has arrived!"

"What? This is the martial arts master Master Feng?"

"Feng Xiaosheng has grown old like this!"

"Master Feng's, I was fascinated by watching it back then!"

The old man who arrived at the scene at the end, He Xiao also knew, because he was too famous, the person who carried the martial arts in the last century, his pen name Feng Xiaosheng was famous at home and abroad, as long as it was mentioned, no one knew it.

As for the original name, no one is elegant, and He Xiao vaguely remembered that his surname seemed to be Yang.

Feng Yansheng's life is brilliant, he has carried forward martial arts, many classic masterpieces have been remade, and even some of the popular works have been remade several times.

"Old Yangtou, you are making fun of me again. Master Tao looked at him with a smile and a smile, but he was not angry.

These two are both Taishan Beidou-level figures in the Chinese literary world, one is the first person in the couplet, and the other is a martial arts master, and their writing skills and attainments are not blown.

As soon as the two of them appeared, they directly pushed the atmosphere of the whole party to the top and became lively.

Everyone gathered together in twos and threes, happily discussing literary opinions, while Master Tao and Feng Xiaosheng sat together to drink tea and discuss.

"Xiao He, I'll also go find a few old friends to chat for a while, you can walk around by yourself. Liao Yuqing instructed He Xiao, and couldn't wait to get together with a few old friends.

Seeing this, He Xiao had no choice but to hang out by himself, he didn't know anyone, he walked around and looked, occasionally ate two pastries, and no one paid attention to him or recognized him.

Because this is a gathering of literary circles, no one chases stars at all, and literati are arrogant, in their eyes, stars are dramas, and there is nothing to pay attention to.

So He Xiao's side was very empty, and there was no one around him, which made him experience the feeling of being an ordinary person for a long time.

casually picked up a piece of Chinese pastry and put it in his mouth, which made his tongue a little hot, so that he was distracted for a short time, and he didn't pay attention, and he bumped into someone else.

"Oops. ”

An aggrieved female voice sounded, it was one of the several juniors who followed Feng Xiaosheng, a girl wearing a peaked cap.

"I'm sorry, are you okay?" He Xiao helped her up, and after seeing her face clearly, she couldn't help but be stunned, "Aunt Xue?"

The girl was also shocked, "Mr. He, why are you?"

"Khan, I still want to ask you, why are you here at this gathering in the literary circle?" He Xiao also looked confused.

Because this girl is none other than an employee of the former Yuxian Studio, her code name on the Internet is "Aunt Xue", and her real name is Yang Xuening, who has a good relationship with Bao Yuanyuan.

I saw Yang Xuening blinking: "I came with my grandfather." ”

"Your grandfather?" He Xiao was stunned for a moment, then remembered something, and his eyes couldn't help but widen.

Yang Xuening tilted her head and smiled, revealing a row of small white teeth.

"My grandfather is a phoenix!"