CHAPTER XLIV

"This time, the Seven Princes have invited so many people?" Fang Ji couldn't help but be stunned when he saw it, after all, in this Luoshui Garden, it was accompanied by literati. "It's hard to see the scenery here."

"Hey, I haven't seen these guys when I come often, most of them are not invited by the prince, but want to show their talents here."

As soon as Brother Huai'er said this, Fang Halberd understood.

Some may not only give the prince the opportunity to pay attention to his "talent", but more importantly, there are many official ladies this time, if which lady is fancied, come to an "unforgettable" love, and then use the power of her mother to enter the officialdom, it is a means to enter the office.

"I haven't seen you in the past few days, and you're still investigating the affairs of the Tsing Yi Sect?"

"Sort of, but it's almost done, but unfortunately, there's no life." Luo Huai sighed. "I've seen a lot of corpses these days, and I can't sleep at night."

There are quite a few means to do things.

"Say a word if you need help."

"It's not necessary, anyway, you just wait to see a good show on Halloween this time."

The emperor's birthday is approaching, and there are more things like moths. The heroes of Nanqi Mountain are here, not to mention what Nanqi old mother's Tsing Yi Sect is.

This Nanqi old mother Fang Halberd has learned a little in recent days, the late stage of the Nanqi Kingdom is governed by religion, in addition to the Nanqi Emperor, there is also the division of the Holy Maiden of Tsing Yi, and almost in the late period, it is almost by the so-called belief in the Holy Mother of Nanqi to solve some contradictions.

Fang Ji understood, probably this late stage in his understanding, that is, a terminal patient, terminally ill.

In fact, Fang Ji also vaguely felt that this Halloween should be very "lively", and there were probably some cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, just look at it.

He is still in the shadows, and his identity is a restaurant owner, which is a good thing. It's probably a bit of a loss to enter this chess game so early, so it's better to sit in one place and nibble on an apple and watch the big guy play chess.

Of course, Fang Ji knew that the poem "Qingping Tune" that he asked Brother Huai'er to impersonate still attracted the attention of others, after all, Fang Ji wanted to sneak up on some figures that he had not seen in the neighborhood in the past few days when he wanted to exercise on the rooftop in the morning.

Considering that Brother Huai'er said that the Cuihong Mansion is the hidden power of the prince, then the person who is eyeing him is naturally our Royal Highness the Crown Prince who I heard is the rabbit master.

Fang Ji naturally pretended not to see, what to do, like a nobody.

And compared to His Royal Highness the Prince, Fang Ji was more curious about how Brother Huai'er knew that the Cuihong Mansion was related to the Prince.

In his opinion, with Brother Huai'er's memory and brain, he may know more things than he imagined.

At this time, there were naturally palace guards and a person who seemed to be a housekeeper in Luoshuiyuan, and most of the people who could enter were generally with heads and faces or had said hello.

At this time, Brother Huai'er easily entered, but Fang Ji was stopped.

"Childe, donkeys can't pass."

This is also polite, calling him a son, probably because he saw him walking with Brother Huai.

"Then I'm afraid I'll lose this donkey."

"I'll watch it for you, what do you call Childe?" The butler asked with a smile.

"My surname is Fang."

"Fang Gongzi go in, if the donkey is lost, our palace will compensate you double."

Although there is some objectification of our little, this guarantee is also comfortable to listen to.

"My donkey is ridden by Avanti in the Western Regions, do you recognize Avanti? Don't recognize? In short, it's very expensive, and it doesn't sell for a thousand dollars. ”

The old butler's beard twitched, but the "professionalism" still made him laugh, and motioned to Fang Ji to rest assured, and "invited" him in.

And as soon as he entered, he heard the laughter of Na Qiluo.

"I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to come in, so I wanted to wait here to take you in, but I didn't expect you to come in with Luo Gongzi."

"My brother can come in without the two of us."

Yes, it is almost said that Lao Tzu is a gentleman on the beam.

"Speaking of which, with so many talented and beautiful people getting together, is it possible to engage in some kind of poetry? The thing I hate the most is poetry. ”

After hearing this, our Huai Ge'er couldn't help but be stunned.

It's like Ma Yun regretting founding Alibaba, and another QQ slasher surnamed Ma said that he was an ordinary family.

"It depends on Wang Ye Yaxing to compose poetry, but we women want to show it, which is nothing more than piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." Qi Luo laughed, looking at Fang Ji's eyes a little different.

As soon as Fang Ji saw this look, he knew that this Qi Luo was asking for him.

"By the way, Xiao Halberd, let me know you in advance, and if necessary, lend me your tune."

"Liang Zhu? I've taught it to you, so use it if you want. "Fang Ji is very generous, after all, this song is not his.

"This song was originally called Liang Zhu, why is it called this name."

"It's because of a story, it's a bit long, you just play the tune, and tell you the story another day."

"Huh? Why, you will do the tune too? Luo Huai listened to the conversation between the two and looked at this old brother again.

"It happens to be three or two."

That's what you said when you wrote poetry, okay.

Brother Huai'er was a little surprised by the performance of this brother. This brother usually doesn't show mountains or water, but he will invisibly give you a fierce blow.

After getting along for more than ten days, it made him a little unconscious, and it was impossible for this brother to let him marvel at the place where ordinary people could not have so much.

Ascending this Luoshui Garden, men and women gathered separately, and there were more than 50 people, large and small.

And our Kang champion is also among them.

Probably someone with status like him naturally has a mat to sit on, and Brother Huai also has it. I don't know if it's deliberately arranged, it's a little far away from the seat of Na Kangzhiwen, I think I know that the two have some grievances in it.

As for Fang Ji, a small character who has touched the face of the merchant family, it is very good to have a seat to stand.

Of course, our little halberd is actually quite thick-skinned, and at this time whistling leaning against the pillar next to Brother Huai'er.

And our brother Huai'er is even more unkind, the prince has not arrived, but he is staring at the fruit in front of him.

These two people naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding people, and it should be our little halberd who is more unhappy and disgusted by everyone, who behaves frivolously and does not know how to lift.

As for Luo Huai, the poet who can make the sentence "clouds want clothes, flowers want to look", what's wrong with eating some fruit? This is called informal, retaining the innocence of children and the needs of creation!

Of course, Rao was like this, and there was no defender to step forward and talk to Fang Ji.

After all, everyone is Sven, and there is really no need to quarrel over a trivial matter, definitely not because Fang Halberd looks a little sturdy and dressed as a martial artist.

"Hahahahaha! It's been a long wait. ”

Fang Ji's whistle was naturally ruthlessly interrupted by this laughter, and this laughter, of course, came from the ruffian prince.