"Thank you, sir!"

"Thank you, Lord Xie!"

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Xie sacrificed wine for forty years, with a willow whisker on his chin, his face was clear, and he was very elegant.

He bowed his hand to everyone and walked up to Song Yi with a smile, but his eyes swept over the black cat in his hand that was still struggling.

The black cat was a little manic, and Xie Xijiu frowned imperceptibly and glanced behind him.

Behind him came a man who looked like a butler.

Xie Saijiu said: "I don't know where the wild cat came from, but it ran into the yard to hurt people, and it frightened a few people." ”

"It's a small momentary negligence!" the butler who came out immediately knelt on the ground, "Please punish the master." ”

Xie Xijiu looked at Zhou Chang who was on the ground again.

Zhou Chang was still dragging a piece of Jiang Huijia's clothes in his hand, Song Yi stepped forward and walked to him, squatting to help him up, and at the same time pulled out the corner of his clothes.

The black cat was still being carried by Song Yi's other hand, and kept "meowing" angrily.

"Ahh

Then he stumbled and ran to the butler who was kneeling on the ground, lifted him up with both hands, and said in a panic: "Take the cat away!

The butler hesitated and didn't know whether to get up or not, and Xie Saijiu reprimanded: "Don't hurry up!

At that moment, the housekeeper no longer hesitated, and hurriedly stood up and took the black cat from Song Yi's hand and retreated.

The farce ended here, and no one said much about how the cat came to be and how it was handled.

In the attic in the corner of the garden, Xie Rui bit his lip and said angrily: "Zhou Chang is too useless, ask him to tear his clothes, he pulls the corners of his clothes!"

Cui Wan looked at Jiang Huijia in a daze, and said in a low voice, "He...... If it were really a woman, wouldn't she be ashamed to look for a way to die if she was ripped off in public? It's not good for me, in fact, if he said that to me before, I should have understood......"

Xie Rui said disdainfully: "If it is really a woman, he deserves it! Who told him to disguise himself as a man and walk outside? But I see, he just tore the corners of his robe so neatly, and his strength was very great, and he thought that the so-called woman's statement was just a lie to you!"

Cui Wan lowered his eyes, shivered inexplicably, and pressed his heart again. It didn't seem to be listening to what Xie Rui said too seriously, so he only said: "That's the case, it's okay to ......."

Xie Rui said again: "Although she is not a woman, but the broken sleeve must be! Look at the one next to him, what is that...... Song Jieyuan, by the way, it's Song Jieyuan! Follow him closely all the time, and he is still so tight, protecting people like something! Wan Niang, what is there to remember about these people!"

As she spoke, her eyes rolled.

This time, he didn't discuss it with Cui Wan, and just walked quietly to the door by himself.

She beckoned, and the girl guarding the door woke up and immediately listened with her ears.

In the open hall by the lake, more than 20 tables were already set up at this time.

The banquet is modeled on the style of the Han and Tang dynasties, with two people at a table, and everyone either kneels or sits cross-legged on the seat.

The tables were lined up on both sides, and the priestly wine sat on the main seat above, raising a glass to the people.

The atmosphere gradually improved again, that is, Zhou Chang, who was embarrassed before, tidied up his clothes and returned to his seat.

Xie Saijiu said: "Speaking of Laba Festival, there are many allusions. At the end of the cold year, the wind and snow welcome people. Speaking of the old canon is a layer of meaning, and saying that the new word is another layer of meaning. The day before yesterday, I watched the snow scene this winter, but I occasionally got a poem......"

When he talked about poetry, he threw out the introduction, and many people asked for thanksgiving wine and poems.

Jiang Huijia and Song Yi sat at the same table, and the two of them sat close to the last seat, and they also raised their glasses with everyone.

Although I raise my glass, I actually drink alcohol by dipping my lips to the glass, and I don't really drink alcohol.

I didn't think too much about it when I came, but whether it was Jiang Huijia or Song Yi, they naturally agreed that it was important to keep a low profile, and of course they wouldn't drink and make mistakes on such occasions.

The thanksgiving wine was urged to write poetry, so he said with a smile: "I'm waiting for the scholars to have a banquet, of course it's boring to have wine without poetry." I can't say that I can't get old, so I throw bricks and lead jade once, and when I drink this glass of wine and say poetry, I ask you to give you a text and share it with everyone. ”

He raised his glass and looked at the snow scene outside the open hall, and said slowly: "When you open the door in the morning, the snow is full of snow, and the snow is clear and the sun is cold. ”

Just the first two sentences, there is an extraordinary atmosphere immediately.

The banquet suddenly burst into applause.

Xie Xijiu smiled slightly.

"The eaves flow has not dripped plum blossom jelly," at the end, sighing gently, "a kind of loneliness is not idle." ”

Jiang Huijia carefully tasted his poems, and there seemed to be an indescribable sparse atmosphere.

And the ancient literati wrote poems, often a pun, or even a multi-sentence pun, what is called the snow and clouds, the sun is cold, and what is a kind of loneliness and leisure?

When Xie Xijiu first said the first two lines of the poem, some people applauded loudly.

As soon as he said the last two sentences, there was silence for a moment.

A moment later, another violent compliment erupted.

This one said "Lord Xie has a mind and is very vulgar and can understand", that said "Lord Xie enters the scene from love, and the rhythm is exquisite", and there is also a saying that "Lord Xie's writing is pure and the artistic conception is not good".

While people were applauding, a sudden sound of very light footsteps sounded in the corner of the open hall.

Jiang Huijia could hear the voice coming from behind her.

The others hadn't noticed it yet, but she noticed it first, and immediately looked back.

Although it was cold in winter, the woman was wearing a thin coat wrapped in a cloak to keep out the cold, and the cloak was also inlaid with snow-white fur, which made her skin as clean and flawless as ice and snow, and extremely beautiful.

Jiang Huijia glanced at her slightly, and just as she was puzzled, the woman was already walking towards her.

Although she is extremely outstanding, she seems to have no sense of presence when she walks over.

Everyone was busy touting the thanksgiving wine, except for Jiang Huijia and Song Yi beside her, few people noticed her.

She quietly walked to Jiang Huijia's side, bowed slightly to her and said, "Jiang Langjun, maid Yunji, the corners of Jiang Langjun's robe are torn, and my old lady asked me to ask Jiang Langjun to change clothes." ”

It came so suddenly.

Jiang Huijia was puzzled: "Old lady Xie asked me to change my clothes?"

Yun Wei smiled slightly: "Jiang Langjun, please." ”

Her face is so beautiful, even if Jiang Huijia is also a woman, she can't help but feel that her smile is amazing for a moment.

And the most interesting thing is that when she leaned over, the cold fragrance hit, and a snow neck seemed to be exposed in front of Jiang Huijia's eyes intentionally or unintentionally.

Because she was thinly dressed, under the wide cloak, as soon as she leaned over like this, the curve of her chest and waist suddenly became more and more thrilling.

Jiang Huijia was stunned: "......"

Is this the legendary (astringent) temptation? )