In the small building of the bamboo forest, Ma Yanyi was in a hurry and did not inform Li Xiao of the seats of the three people, so the three of them had to walk on the path and look around for a place to sit. But along the way, the ground that can be seen at a glance is covered with straw mats, and there are two or three scholars and talented people sitting on it, and after looking for a long time, I have not seen a vacant land.

After walking for a long time, I can't help but get upset. I turned around and asked Chen Ziye, but Chen Dacai also participated for the first time, and even Xiaozhu came in for the first time.

Fortunately, the bamboo forest in the small building is dense, and the tall bamboo stands straight, and the scattered branches and leaves block the scorching sunlight. Coupled with the cool stream in the small building, the refreshing breath left in the early morning, I didn't feel too hot on this May summer day.

After walking for a while, passing by many regimental seats, and greeting each other with many talented men and scholars who had never seen before, the three of them entered the main venue of Xiaozhu.

Walking through the neat bamboo forest, there is suddenly a feeling of paradise, and the eyes suddenly open up. Nearby, more than a dozen clean meadows surround, a cursory look, dozens of futons are placed in an orderly manner, in front of which a small solid wood table is placed, as for the table, there is a pen, ink, paper, inkstone, etc., but the side is still ready to satisfy the fruit sake. In the distance, as far as the eye can see, eight or nine pavilions Tingting stands upright, in a bamboo forest behind, it is particularly prominent, and the pale cyan tulle on it is covered, like a graceful woman, and can only vaguely see people sitting inside.

This is the most valuable area of the bamboo forest building, and it is also the main place of this poetry meeting. In the past, these pavilions and futons were for the entertainment of the children of the family, so the ornaments inside were also extremely close to the identity of the children of the family. Naturally, these positions are also given to those noble poetry societies, or talented women. For example, Lu Yunlu, Ma Yanyi and so on.

At this time, these futons were full of talented people, talking about poetry and songs with each other, and telling some sour words that Li Xiao couldn't understand. The three of them looked left and right for a place to sit, but unfortunately there were people everywhere and there was no open space in sight.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Li Xiao couldn't help but sigh at the great enthusiasm of the talented people in Beijing for this poetry meeting, and a little suspicious that Ma Yanyi invited him to come, but there was no place, did he want to humiliate himself?

Before he could think about it, a voice came from the gazebo not far away, not loud, but it was clear in the bustling conversation of the talents. It was this voice that made the talented people present stop talking in an instant, and they all looked for it one by one, wanting to see that it was the person who didn't know the number of rudeness mixed in and insulted Sven. But when they found the source of the sound, their attention shifted. Li Xiao also searched for the voice that called his name, and after a short time, he found it.

It was none other than the son of the Lu Hou Mansion, Lu Yunlu. At this moment, he was pulling the tulle and shaking his hands at Li Xiao, it was his set of operations that allowed the talents outside to clearly see the people in the pavilion where he was. Looking at the gentle and dignified Miss Lu sitting on her knees, her cheeks and movements exuded nobility, grace and luxury. The talented people all stared at it stupidly, and no one had the heart to care about Lu Yunlu's destruction of the style.

"Young Master, it's Gongzi Lu." Chu Chu pointed to Lu Yunlu, a little excited. After walking for so long, this child is really tired, and he can't help but be excited when he sees an acquaintance calling.

Li Xiao nodded, muttering in his heart that Lu Gongzi was very bold and dared to do such a humiliating thing in front of his wolf-like sister, but I have to say that this person is still very righteous, and seeing that the three of them couldn't find a place to sit, he could call them over in person.

Chen Ziye also saw Lu Yunlu who was rising, and he was secretly happy at first, but soon found the two shadows inside, and unexpectedly, he became timid. This Miss Lu Houye and Yang Shangshu's daughter, although she is as beautiful as a flower, and her talent and martial arts are also famous in the city, but her temper is indescribable.

Miss Lu is okay, but she scolds her younger brother, but Yang Dong'er is different, she is a well-known tigress in the city, just a month ago, I don't know who doesn't have long eyes, the son looked at it a few more times, good guy, he was directly beaten by Yang Dong'er, and then the son's family went to seek justice, who knew that Yang Shangshu directly did not give face, and the door was not entered, and only Yang Shangshu was as powerful as he could do this kind of thing.

Thinking so, Gongzi Lu invited him, and he was embarrassed not to go, but the abnormal thing is that Miss Lu can indulge Lu Yunlu so much today, and she should be put in normal times, and she must not be served with three whips and five sticks.

"Brother Li, it seems that there is no vacant place to sit, or find Brother Lu to make do with it."

Indeed, there are a lot of talented people who came today, there are no vacant seats to sit around, standing looks awkward, and it is not good to leave, in Li Xiao's opinion, there is no reason to come in vain. Looking at it from a distance, there are not many people in the pavilion where Lu Yunlu is located, presumably the talent of Miss Lu's Poetry Club is not there, settle down, and it should be okay to rub it in the past.

The fallen bamboo leaves were sprinkled on the bluestone path, and only then did they rustle on the top.

Bypassing a few talented people who talked about poetry, I walked along the straight path, and in a short time, I came to the pavilion, where the tulle hung down and swayed in the wind, and the people inside were a little fairy.

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Chen Ziye stood outside with Chu Chu, and he didn't know whether he should go in for a while. That's right, when he was just walking on the road, Li Xiao said that he had a stomachache and went to the backyard toilet, although he didn't know if this guy had a stomach trouble or other reasons, since he came, there was no reason to retreat, wasn't it just two little girls, dignified men, how could he be afraid. Thinking about it, he directly pulled Chu Chu, who was still looking at Li Xiao, and broke in directly, ignoring thirty-seven twenty-one, cowering, hiding on the side of Lu Yun Road, sitting with his head down, not daring to look around.

On the other side, Li Xiao and the maid were not easy to find the toilet, and finally felt comfortable after a meal. Tie the trouser belt, take the towel from the maid's hand, wipe her hands, and take the maid away, only to cover the woman like a woman after the clouds and rain in Wushan Mountain, and leave with her support for the wall. I slept late last night, and I guess I had a cold, and I got some cool air, so I was so uncomfortable.

After soothing the true qi in his body for a while, he had some strength. After looking around, I remembered that I had just come in a hurry, and I didn't remember the road to this huge garden, and at this time the maid also left, and there was no one to lead the way, and it seemed that it was a little difficult to go back. Anyway, there is no endless road, and I don't know if I can meet one or two maids who have nothing to do in the backyard of today's busy bamboo forest.

After going around for a while, I didn't find a way to get to the front, let alone someone who could lead the way, but went around to a stranger place. I'm tired of walking, I'd rather stay where I am, and wait for the idle maid to meet, although I don't know if I can have good luck if Xiaozhu is so busy today. At this time, Li Xiao looked up and suddenly saw the small courtyard in front of him, the bamboo was extremely dense, and there were many varieties, and the green was born, with a different vitality.

I poked my head out and looked inside, and in the courtyard where the sky was scattered, there were a few faint calls, like coquettishness, like pleading, not that beast-like roar, on the contrary, it was very cute.

Li Xiao looked around, no one appeared, he walked into this courtyard, looked around, and found that the bamboo here was indeed different, tender and tender, not much, but a few unknown trees popped up, covering the small rooms. Look at the path here, there are only a few fallen leaves, which should be cleaned from time to time, and this yard should be a more important place in the small building.

He was a little curious about why there was such a courtyard in this small bamboo forest, so different.

Writing inside, the sounds of those calls became clearer and clearer, and there was a sudden sense of laziness in the light of the naughty sky. Coupled with the feeling of being reborn like this, it was very comfortable, and listening to it made him want to hold the source of the call for a while.

"Childe didn't attend the poetry meeting in front of him, how did he get here?"

When I came back to my senses, there was a shadow squatting in front of me, a yellow-green light shirt, soft as a boneless, and I didn't look back, so I said it so charmingly.

Li Xiao was obviously startled by this voice, he thought that he was the only one in this courtyard, who knew that there was a woman, who had walked for so long, and she didn't notice it, but fortunately she was not a killer, otherwise she would have suffered.

Without waiting for Li Xiao to speak, the shadow put down the object in her hand and slowly got up, and it was at this time that Li Xiao saw what the woman had put down.

It's been 16 years, and this is the first time he has seen this black and white big cat in this world, the panda. With dark eye circles, a lazy and fat body, and cute movements, this is not only a national treasure, but also a miss. It turns out that the bamboo forest Xiaozhu is really as Chen Ziye said, there are pandas, and there are special beauty breeders, this is his blessing, or is it the blessing of the small panda in front of him.

"Childe, don't you read the book of sages, so rude?" The woman stood playfully, letting the cute thing on the ground tug at the hem of her skirt.

After the woman finished speaking, Li Xiao realized that her behavior was indeed rude, smiled awkwardly, bowed, and apologized: "I just saw the treasure in my hometown, and I can't help but see things and think about things." ”

"Oh? Childe is a person from Shuzhong? The woman leaned over and picked up the red panda lying on her lap. The latter lay peacefully on top of the woman and did not move.

"Shuzhong?" Li Xiao raised his head and was about to speak, but when he saw the woman, he didn't know what to say for a while, and slowly, he was stupid.

The woman is very beautiful, not as elegant as Chu Xin'er, but she has a unique style. The delicate pretty face, the snow-like tender skin, and the pair of Danfeng eyes with a beautiful mole are incomparable. Her jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, all of which were girlish. The delicate red lips always make people want to kiss Fangze, gentle and colorful, and there is no language. It seems that her every action is full of indescribable charm, not wind and dust, but better than wind and dust, if it is not for West Lake Xizi, it should also be Daji in the world.

No wonder since ancient times, heroes have been sad about the beauty pass, and even the national treasure panda has become extraordinarily well-behaved in the hands of women.

"It's beautiful." Li Xiao said secretly in his heart.

The woman was not annoyed by Li Xiao looking at her all the time, she just caressed the cute thing in her arms, the corners of her mouth curled, and said charmingly: "It's the slave family who said something wrong, why didn't the son continue to say it?" ”