Mu En and Mo Cheng sat opposite each other in the pavilion. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info on the stone table with a large plate of cut sauce beef, a plate of braised peanuts, next to the porcelain basin on the charcoal stove. The basin was half filled with water, and in the water was a gray flask. In the pot is the burning knife made by Xiaofeng, who runs a winery next door.

The spring rain outside the pavilion has arrived, but the chill in the wind has not subsided, and the water vapor diffused by the stove has been washed by this cold, and it has turned into a faint mist and dissipated in the air.

Mo Cheng took out the gray wine jug from the basin on the charcoal stove, wiped the water on the placket of his robe, poured himself a glass, and poured a glass for Mu En, who was sitting on the side and chewing braised beef intently. After raising his head and drinking the contents of the cup, he poured himself another glass, and then reluctantly put the wine jug back into the basin.

"Ah......" Mo Cheng smacked his mouth while tasting the wine that had just entered his throat, "Xiaofeng's skills are getting better and better, and this wine is getting more and more mellow." Yesterday when his buddy brought us the wine, he told us that he was drunk the other day and was sitting in the cellar rolling around. Hey, this old boy, guess what he was talking about?"

Mo Cheng didn't look at Mu En on the other side, but still stared at the wine glass in his hand intently, brought it to his face, sniffed it carefully, and continued to talk to himself: "He was holding the wine jar, lying in the wine cellar, rolling around, and saying, 'Except for drinking and chatting with friends and eating beef, this world is meaningless!' Hahaha" After speaking, he shook his head with a smile, reluctantly put down the wine glass, picked up a peanut, peeled it and put it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly. It's as if you want to eat every trace of it.

Mu En swallowed the beef in his mouth and looked up at the lotus pond outside the pavilion. In this season, only a few stumps of the lotus pond are bare in the water, stretching straight and straight. The delicate lotus leaves that were originally on the head have also fallen down in ruins and turned into dirt. Bless the new leaves of the coming year. The dripping raindrops dripped into the pond, rippling and rippling, influencing and spreading each other, and the originally regular circle became distorted. The unevenness rippled into the distance. The originally depressed mood was disturbed by such a ruined scene and boring graphics, and it became even more irritable.

"......What do you say," Mu En raised his head suddenly, looked at Mo Cheng who was squinting at the other side and reminiscing about the delicious peanut kernels, "What do you think about this? It's all here, why do you want to stay here? What are you waiting for? Doesn't it mean that this is the last batch?" Mu En's voice became smaller and smaller, and his speed of speech became slower and slower, and he muttered as if he was talking to himself.

He picked up the wine from the table and drank it down. The spicy taste of the prickly brow twisted into the word "Sichuan". Squinted his eyes and smacked his lips. He immediately covered his mouth with his sleeve and coughed a few times.

"There are some things that you don't have to think about so much. Mo Cheng dragged out his voice, drank the little wine left in the wine glass, smashed the bar and savored it, squinted at Mu En, who was choking on the spirits and coughing, and stretched out his hand to the braised beef. I didn't use chopsticks, I picked up a slice of thinly cut beef with my fingers, and scolded the cook, thinking about how many times I had told her that the meat had to be eaten in large pieces to be enjoyable. But this cook has always accepted it with an open mind and resolutely refused to change, so that the braised beef is still cut thin every time.

"They have their own ideas. And we just need to do it" Suddenly leaning forward inscrutablely, leaning closer to Mu En, and said softly: "You also know that this matter cannot be rushed. In case the news leaks, it is necessary to ...... Click...... As he spoke, he made a gesture to wipe his neck, but he held a thin slice of beef in his mouth and squinted his eyes, making such an action, which did not feel terrifying at all, but with an inexplicable sense of joy.

"You mean...... What other plans do they have?" Mu En looked at the beef in front of him, but he didn't have the slightest intention to get a tooth sacrifice. He raised his eyes and looked at Mo Cheng with a sad stomach.

"En......" Mo Cheng poured himself another glass of wine, grinning, while drinking a glass of wine, licking the remaining wine at the corner of his mouth with his tongue, Gao She smiled incomprehensibly: "Hehe, guess?!"

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The car walked and walked, slowly steady. There was an uproar outside the window. The cries of the hawkers, the shouts of the porters, the frolicking of children, the hooves of horses, even the squeaks of cats and dogs, and the squeaks of flat poles...... The sound is mixed together, and it is very lively.

A few girls in the car, you look at me, I look at you, they are all a little curious. But they didn't dare to open the curtains and look out.

Qin Mei is a little panicked. This is into the city. Did this carriage send itself to the palace immediately? What will happen when you enter the palace? Will you see the emperor? Is this emperor the one she is looking for? What if so? What to say when you meet? What if not? If not, who is it?......

All sorts of questions were churning in her head. Qin Mei was a little overwhelmed.

The carriage drove straight into a courtyard. Qin Mei got out of the car with the other three girls, and was taken into another yard by the grandmother who was already waiting outside the car.

In the courtyard, in addition to a few other grandmothers dressed similarly to the grandmother who led them on the way, there were more than a dozen girls.

"This is Gong Le Fang. A slightly blessed grandmother looked at the sixteen girls in front of her who had come back from all over the country, straightened her waist, and swept her stern eyes over the faces of the girls standing in a row one by one, and said sharply word by word: "This autumn is the day of the wedding of the emperor of Qi. You are all dancing girls who are about to be sent to the wedding of the emperor of Qi. After Mama finished speaking, she looked at the frightened expressions on the girls' faces, was a little satisfied, raised her head, and continued, "From today onwards, you will be severely trained. In addition to your music and dancing, you can't relax, but also the etiquette in the palace!" Saying this, she paused, pointed to a woman wearing a sky blue gown and a gray sleeve cage that had been standing under the eaves of the corridor, and said, "This is Mrs. Xi, the head of the palace music workshop. She will be in charge of your piano and dancing skills. As soon as the words fell, a group of girls immediately showed excited expressions. looked at the lady in the blue gown affectionately, as if she could see the flowers.

Afterwards, Qin Mei learned that this Mrs. Xi was a famous teacher in her early years. Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of them are understood. At the age of fourteen, he became popular all over the princes and countries with his magical pipa. Back then, the major princes were proud to be able to feast on her, and it is even rumored that two princes almost fought each other in order to take her a song.

In addition to the pipa, Mrs. Xi's attainments in dance are also quite profound. He has successively instructed the court dancers of Qi, Ming, Shen, Liang and other countries, and has won a very high evaluation.

If you can get her guidance in piano and dance skills, it will be a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes.

The fat mama cleared her throat, and the girls fell silent instantly. But some people still couldn't suppress their "stirring hearts", and from time to time, they glanced over to the place where Mrs. Xi was standing.

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When he first entered the PK list, just like Qinmei first entered the capital of Daming, Benhu was a little apprehensive. (laughs)

Thank you for your advice. Thank you so much~ I will trouble you to spur you a lot in the future~!

Kindness...... Salute again (laughs)