She deliberately disguised herself before entering the city, and it was always good to be careful.

"Rock sugar gourd, sweet and sour rock sugar gourd - just made!"

When Hu Shuang heard the cry for the sale of rock sugar gourds, she looked over and found that several children were surrounding them, looking at the sugar gourds with glowing eyes.

She pointed to one of the children, who looked to be the oldest, and said, "Come here, come to my brother." ”

The child walked over.

Hu Shuang squatted down, "Do you want to eat rock sugar gourd?"

"I want to eat, and my younger siblings want to eat too. But I don't have the money to buy them for them. The child looked lost.

"In this way, if you help your brother do something, my brother will invite all the children to eat rock sugar gourds, okay?"

......

"Bang bang bang-"

An old man who looked like a servant opened the door: "Who is the kid looking for?" This is King Lu's Mansion, did you knock on the wrong door?"

"I didn't knock on the wrong door, what I'm looking for is King Lu's Mansion. Uncle, please give this letter to the prince, just say that there is a son waiting for him in Huamanlou, and ask him to listen to the poetry meeting. "The child has a sugar gourd in his mouth.

"Which son?"

The son's brother said that the prince would understand after reading the letter. By the way, please go out early, the son's brother said to wait for the prince to have lunch!"

"Are you sure it's a son who asked me out?" Xiang Zhenxuan stared at the frost flower on the paper, slightly distracted.

Isn't she?

On the other piece of paper are two poems, one "Twilight Snow" and the other "Evening Sunshine".

Looking at the eyes, it looks like a new poem. The following line of small words let him just memorize it.

What do you mean? Is this going to ask him on the third floor? Or do you think he can't write it?

Well, with such a good writing, he really can't do it.

"Back to the world, that's what the kid at the door said. The slave didn't miss a word, and read it to you as it was. ”

I also thought that this person's conscience was discovered, and he knew that he would invite this son to a banquet.

I don't think so.

knew that she was a wolf-hearted thing, and she forgot about him as soon as she left the palace.

"Lord Shizi, do you want to go? If you go, the slave will go to set up a car. The boy said he would wait for you to have lunch. ”

"Go. ”

He wanted to see who invited him without giving a message or directly identifying himself. I have been away from Beijing for a few years, and I don't have many acquaintances in Beijing. is not familiar with him, and he is so mysterious, and there are only two of them at the most. Either they asked him for something, or they wanted to threaten him.

Both of them were reluctant for him. Since he is not the person he expects, and this person has another purpose. Xiang Zhenxuan's mood for the appointment became more and more bad.

Hmph, this son is angry.

To say that this building is full of flowers, it is an extremely elegant place. The people who come and go are literati and ink writers, and the private rooms on the second and third floors must be literary enough. Even if you book a private room, when you get to the staircase, everyone in the store will ask a question and compose a poem on the spot. You can only get in if you pass.

The reason why I chose this flower-filled building is because this is not a place where everyone can enter. The thing she was going to talk about was too secretive, and a person who didn't pay attention to calling King Qi listened to it, and she couldn't guarantee that she would be able to live completely before the matter was clarified.

Writing poetry is a piece of cake for Hu Shuang, when she has memorized the poems for so many years?

"Who reads the west wind is cold alone, Xiao Xiao Huangye closes the window, and ponders the past and sets up the remnant sun.

was surprised by the wine and slept heavily, and the gambling books were consumed with the fragrance of tea, which was only ordinary at that time. ”

The title on the second floor is tea, and the title on the third floor is summer.