Li Qingzhao's laughter was very infectious, and not long after leaving, the wind stopped, the sun was shining, Yu Daocheng was overjoyed, and he talked with Li Qingzhao again.

Through chatting, Yu Daocheng found that Li Qingzhao's talent in ancient culture was much higher than that of his peers, or in other words, even some erudite Confucians sighed that they were inferior.

"Lao Yu, this garden is well built, but it also has shortcomings. Li Qingzhao began to point fingers.

Yu Juan frowned, his father is a contemporary Confucian of Hongxue, who is not polite and respectfully called Yu Lao, only Li Qingzhao, who is arrogant and arrogant, makes people helpless.

Yu Daocheng disagreed, and asked with interest: "What's wrong?"

"It's too exquisite! What kind of character do you think Li Qingzhao has?" asked Li Qingzhao.

"How?" Yu Daocheng was thinking about it, only to see the little girl next to him patting her thin chest, and couldn't help laughing, "If you can go back to ancient times, maybe the Yi'an Jushi you see will be as free and lovely as you." ”

"Hehe, you old man is handsome and speaks nicely!" Li Qingzhao gave a thumbs up.

"Haha!" Yu Daocheng was amused and laughed.

"The Taoist said that you have a grandson, so I will judge you mercilessly when you were young. ”

"Have a mind with Xiaoyu?"

"I thought of it first!" Li Qingzhao emphasized, and made the old man laugh again, "In the middle of the day, the moon is full and it is a loss, this garden pursues beauty and achieves the extreme, not to mention whether it is in line with Li Qingzhao's character of a super invincible talented woman, even if tourists see it, they have no aftertaste." ”

"How can I correct it?"

"Simple, in winter, the lake was drained and a dry lotus pond was built. In addition, open a small door in the northeast corner, and you can also pour out excess yang energy in the summer heat......"

Li Qingzhao talked endlessly, and at first Yu Daocheng just smiled slightly and nodded in agreement, but the more he listened, the more it made sense. Mai Daoist also praised that things must be reversed, and Li Qingzhao's suggestion is advisable.

So, Yu Daocheng hurriedly asked his daughter to record these and improve them as soon as possible.

Yu Daocheng walked most of the garden and was still in good spirits, Yu Juan was worried that his father was not physically fit to work, and wanted someone to send him back, but Yu Daocheng did not agree, called two sightseeing cars, and accompanied him to the end.

The dinner was sumptuous, Li Qingzhao sat among the Yu father and daughter and became a guest, and the conversation box was also opened, telling a lot of interesting stories about the so-called Li Qingzhao, and everyone listened to it quite interestingly.

Yu Xuanji was happy and quiet, drinking a cup of wine, Mai Xiaoji said in a low voice: "Everyone is going to prepare to compose poems, you are also a talented woman, don't show your hands?"

"Cut, I can't compare with others, and I don't have a scenic spot. Yu Xuanji shook his head and sighed: "When people are alive, they are all lonely, but after they die, they are still in the limelight." ”

"What does it have to do with poetry, so that everyone can appreciate your talent. Mai Xiaoji encouraged.

"Don't take the lead, look at that one, it's already full of poetry. ”

Yu Xuanji covered his mouth and snickered, it was Li Qingzhao who was talking about. Li Qingzhao was happy, his cheeks were red, his eyes were not on a horizontal line, and he held the wine bottle and shouted, "The talented woman of the past is still here!"

"Okay, this is imposing!"

is worthy of being a loyal fan of Li Qingzhao, after a long day of hard work, Yu Daocheng has been brainwashed, and his eyes are full of admiration. Yu Juan still felt embarrassed, she had never seen her father's attitude towards other young girls.

"The deputy group leader has joined the group, I haven't congratulated you yet......"

Li Qingzhao waved his hand to interrupt Yu Juan's words, "Don't be a big-bellied woman, I'll just drink with Old Man Yu." ”

"My dad is too old to drink. Yu Juan reminded.

"Good looks for a long life, don't be so selfish as a child, just show you the child?" Li Qingzhao asked with squinted eyes.

Yu Juan has been robbed of white repeatedly, but this is a really talented woman, and further identification of the teapot, the value of the teapot is naturally rising, and the credit is the first. Besides, my father likes this junior, and he doesn't want to disturb the interest.

was always pressed to speak, Yu Juan was not happy, and took out her mobile phone to record a video, "Deputy group leader, it's better to compose a lyric on the spot, so that the group friends can also see it." ”

"Those group friends, hehe......"

"Record, record!" Mai Xiaoji hurriedly reminded that he knew Li Qingzhao's temper, so he should say that those people's level was not worthy of serving her tea and pouring water.

Fortunately, he was not completely drunk, Li Qingzhao poured another sip of wine, staggered around, and suddenly burst into tears, instantly bursting into tears, remembering many sad pasts. In the eyes of outsiders, it was inexplicable, but Yu Daocheng, a loyal fan, was also sad and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"A Cut Plum Garden"!

The scenery is like smoke and incense all over the road, wine and singing, and people live elsewhere. Qingzhao is still unrecognized, lonely and just like, the mountains and rivers live. It is difficult to wake up from the residual dream, visit the garden to find beauty, and the beauty stops. Who cares for the city with a smile? Under the small bridge, the mandarin ducks are fighting for the crossing.

"A good Qingzhao is still there!" Yu Daocheng burst into tears, and immediately decided to engrave this poem into the shadow wall stone of the scenic spot. Yu Juan was stupid when she recorded the video, and it took a while before she pressed the end button, and then silently transferred to the group.

Mai Xiaoji listened very well, applauded, but was indifferent to the mystery of the fish, and asked in a low voice, "How is this song?"

"It's just a bit of a rhyme. Yu Xuanji pouted.

"Hehe, what if it were you?"

"The times are different, although it sounds fresh and not decadent, but it is delicious and delicious and profitable, where is there so much sorrow?

Cai Wenji handed Yu Xuanji chopsticks and said with a smile: "Youwei, this lotus root is said to be picked from the pool, I taste crisp and refreshing, you can try it too." ”

"Oh, thank you, big sister. Hey, what's a chopstick?" asked Yu Xuanji, puzzled.

"Hehe, it's a special eye-picking. Cai Wenji smiled.

Yu Xuanji was stunned and smiled, "Eldest sister, Director Li monopolizes the stage, I didn't compete with her for the limelight." ”

After dinner, Yu Daocheng tried his best to keep everyone living in the scenic area, but he was very tired from seeing the old man, and he was not happy to live here. Also, the auction starts tomorrow at 9 a.m., so it's better to stay nearby.

After everyone said goodbye, they carried the drunk Li Qingzhao into the car and rushed to Xinjing City.

"So far, I think of Xiang Yu, and I refuse to cross Jiangdong! So far, I think of Xiang Yu, and I refuse to cross Jiangdong! Woo!" Li Qingzhao drank too much and cried loudly in the car, while Cai Wenji comforted him softly.

Writing poems, discussing the past and the present, and also pushing others and himself, Li Qingzhao sighed Xiang Yu's mind, and also sighed at the twists and turns of his life.

Yu Xuanji has changed a lot, he used to always complain, but now he is bitter, and he rarely mentions the past, and his head pokes his head from behind, "Brother, I haven't stayed in a good hotel since I came." ”

"Let's go to the best hotel!" said Mai Xiaoji.

Nangong Yue became a foil, unable to speak anywhere, and couldn't help but interject: "The Xinjing Hotel is better, but it is ten thousand a night, how can there be so much spare money." ”

"Hehe, I'll pinch my fingers, Xiao Ji is rich. Dao Chief, isn't that so?" Yu Xuanji asked again, tilting his head.

Mai Dao Chang smiled faintly, which was equivalent to acquiescence.

These people are really thieves!

Mai Xiaoji is indeed rich, and the blessing of the fish mystery, Yan Rui's reservation formula has already been called.