Back at home, Xin Xi was depressed for a while, and was forcibly intervened by the patriarch in the policy of treating the big house, which made him always feel that his thoughts were not smooth.

I want to do it but can't do it, and I feel like a prison.

Getting up and walking back and forth, Xin's thoughts also became chaotic.

"Eleven Lang, Eleven Lang, this year's food has fallen!" Xiang'er's voice-changing voice came from the doorway, a little sharp and harsh.

Is this year's food gone?

Xin Xi was surprised for a while, could it be that someone from the big house came?

Looking up, Xin Xi couldn't help but cover his face.

Little girl, are you so innocent, really? Doesn't it mean that the children of the poor are in charge of the house at an early age? Isn't it supposed to be precocious?

When he was thinking like this, Xiang'er had already waved the red paper in his hand and trotted all the way to Xin Xi.

"Oh, Eleven Lang, Wenhui invitation!" Xiang'er held the red invitation card high, and had a look of praise on my face.

Xin Xi was speechless in his heart, but he was still mostly happy, after all, he had just eaten a closed door at the big house, and then he ate deflated at the patriarch's place, which was a smooth thing that finally appeared, and it was naturally worth being happy.

"Well done!"

"Huh? Dry...... Well done?! Xiang'er's face was full of doubts.

Xin Zhen was speechless: "It means that Xiang'er is so powerful!" ”

Xin Xi opened the invitation with a smile as he spoke, only to see that the invitation was written in traditional Chinese:

His Excellency Sima Yun personally opened, on the second day of the second month of February, when the dragon raised its head, there were cases of gatherings over the years, and this spring, Jin Qing presided over the meeting, and was scheduled to gather in the West Garden......

Sima Yun?!

The smile on Xin Yan's face slowly froze, and he turned his head to look at Xiang'er expressionlessly: "Who is Sima Yun?" Where did the invitations come from?! ”

"Ahh Is his name Sima Yun? Xiang'er looked at Xin Xi in a daze, but her face slowly turned red: "It's the ...... you want."

"Nonsense, who would give their invitations to others? I'll ask you to ask for an invitation to the master of the Wenhui to ask for an invitation to invite me! Xin Zhen was slightly angry.

It is conceivable that if he takes this invitation card from Sima Yun to the Wenhui at that time, what may happen......

But seeing Xiang'er's aggrieved face, his heart softened again: "Xiang'er...... It's not right, it's useless for me to hold someone else's invitation......"

"However, the master of the Wenhui has a grudge against Shishilang...... Xiang'er lowered her head and defended unconvinced.

Xin Zhen frowned: "Have a grudge against me?" Who is it?! What hatred? ”

"Left Guard General Wang Xu, Wang Jinqing. Four years ago, Wang Xu's leg was broken by you in Liuli Street......"

Wang Xu?

Wait, isn't this the most deadly colt in history?

If I remember correctly, Wang Xu, this kid took Princess Bao'an, the second daughter of Song Yingzong Zhao Shu, which was originally a good thing, but unfortunately, Wang Xu, this guy is romantic, and he doesn't care about the princess's opinion, so he took the eight-room concubine without making an opinion, and he once had a chat with the concubine in front of Princess Bao'an...... In the end, Princess Bao'an was angry to death, Princess Bao'an died when she died, but these things were sued by the princess's nurse to Song Shenzong, so Wang Shu was tragic......

It seems that my predecessor was also a jealous and hateful man, and I broke the leg of the first scumbag in the Northern Song Dynasty......

Listening to Xiang'er's words, Xin Xi also happened to see the end of the invitation: Jin Qing respectfully.

Yours sincerely? That's a very respectful word.

Regardless of whether Wang Shu is a scumbag or not, the official position of this Zuo Wei general is not low, plus Wang Shu is a descendant of Wang Quanbin, the founder of the Great Song Dynasty, the two are superimposed, Wang Xu's identity is quite noble.

Who the hell is this Sima Yun?! How can Wang Shu be so humble?!

Thinking about it, Xin Xi could only think that there seemed to be a Sima Guang who smashed the cylinder in the Song Dynasty, could it be that Sima Yun had something to do with Sima Guang?

No, at this time period, Sima Guang is still not famous, right?! He doesn't have this face himself, can his relatives still have this face?!

"Zhongzhou Encyclopedia, who is Sima Yun?" Xin Zhen thought about it for a long time to no avail, and began to ask the system in his heart.

"Ding! Sorry, the newbie's three free search opportunities have been used up by the host, and the host's current reputation is not enough to start the search! ”

"Your sister!" Xin Zhen was speechless for a while: "You never told me that it was only three times for free!" ”

"There is no such thing as a free lunch, as long as the host is not a fool, he should understand, right?"

"So where did I use it three times?! I've only used it twice! ”

"Friendly reminder, Wang Anshi changed the law, Jiayou for eight years, and self-cultivation Qi family ruled the country and leveled the world."

Xin Zhen covered his face, it turned out that even the time when he cultivated himself and ruled the country and leveled the world was counted?

Well, well, powerless to complain.

Xin Zhen cleaned up his mood and asked, "How will the search be charged in the future?" What's reputation again?! ”

"The increase in prestige is related to the host's popularity, exposure, respectability, etc., Zhongzhou Encyclopedia every time you search, when deducting a thousand prestige points, the host's current prestige value: 567, in addition, prestige will also involve the follow-up template of the system, friendly reminder, earn more prestige points!"

Search a thousand at a time?

Looking at the three Arabic numerals 567 displayed on the first page of the encyclopedia, Xin Zhen was a little devastated.

In other words, until he earns enough prestige, he will have to rely on himself?

Forget it, rely on yourself, Lao Tzu is a new human being in a thousand years, and his IQ is ...... Well, it's not about IQ...... See how to crush this era for a thousand years!

Since he can't rely on the system, Xin Xi doesn't bother to think about who Sima Yun is, anyway, he is a big man who makes Wang Shu respectful.

Therefore, it is better to return this kind of invitation to the big man.

"Xiang'er, take me to find that Sima Yun, this invitation must be returned to others!" Xin Zhen's face was full of righteous words.

"Huh? That's a year's worth of food! Xiang'er's face was full of reluctance.

"A gentleman loves money, and he takes it in the right way! Take me with you, or you won't have anything to eat tomorrow!" ”

Xiang'er looked at Xin Xi wriggled and didn't speak.

"What's wrong? Why don't you lead the way? Xin Zhen's face was full of doubts.

Xiang'er suddenly cried: "The slave doesn't know Sima Yun either, this invitation was entrusted by the slave to Li San'er's help, and Li San'er is estimated to have stolen ......."

"This ...... Does Li San'er recognize Sima Yun? Xin Zhen's voice trembled a little.

"Li San'er stole more than a dozen people a day......"

It's over......

Xin Zhen's mind went blank for a while, will this article go or not?

Originally, if Sima Yun could be found, after returning the invitation to others, Xin Xi also had the ability to ask Sima Yun to take him to the Wenhui.

It's okay now, I can't find Sima Yun, and I think too much about it in the future.

Moreover, if you take this invitation like this, I'm afraid that the yellow mud will fall into the crotch of your pants at that time, and it's not but......

"No other cultural clubs?" Xin Zhen weighed it in his heart, whether he could go or not, so as not to cause big @ trouble.

"No, the slave has inquired, there will be a literary meeting in the West Garden on February 2nd, and the literati of the entire Bianliang will go, and then, everyone is preparing for the cultural meeting on March 3, and there will be no literary meeting in February......"

Xin Xi felt like eating a fly, and frowned, if he didn't participate in the literary meeting, he wouldn't be able to make a name for himself, although the ancestral hall concluded that the patriarch over there would be the master for him, but he couldn't just do nothing, right?

What if the patriarch makes a move? So, you have to prepare some hole cards for yourself just in case.

Moreover, isn't the name of the Wenhui equivalent to increasing popularity and exposure?

Isn't that how prestige comes from?!

"Eh, Xiang'er, why are you going?" When he came back to his senses, Xin Xi saw Xiang'er walking towards the door dejectedly, and hurriedly asked.

Xiang'er turned around and cried with a blank face: "Xiang'er is not stupid, Xiang'er knows that we can't afford to provoke this Sima Yun, it's the slave who caused the trouble, and the slave lost the invitation......"

Shame on your mother, no, yes...... What's going on?

"Don't, I have a way!" Xin Xi hurriedly stopped, his face was full of panic, but fortunately he came back to his senses at the critical moment.

"Give me the invitation, find a piece of paper, and then, Xiang'er, you go boil some paste!"

"Paste?!" Hibiki was puzzled.

"Go!"

"Oh!"

Xin Xi opened the invitation card and carefully studied the paper of the invitation.

That's right, Xin Zhen is about to come up with the killer feature of his elementary school days - correction paper!