Su Ziheng didn't know that when he was defending Zhong Qinghan, in a newly opened window wing room on the second floor of Nuanxiang Pavilion, there was a pair of wonderful eyes looking at him deeply.

A slightly neutral voice said: "Qinghan, I didn't expect that in this Xining City, there is still a person who understands you." ”

Zhong Qinghan retracted his gaze and sneered: "I, Zhong Qinghan, have been judging all my life, why should others judge." It's Senior Sister Ji, why are you willing to walk out of the school palace? ”

Ji Daoyun gently played with the white porcelain teacup in his hand and sighed lightly: "Even if I don't say it, with your ingenuity, you won't be able to guess?" ”

Zhong Qinghan said thoughtfully: "Could it be ...... It has something to do with the nine-star alignment some time ago? ”

Ji Daoyunfeng's eyes showed a look of approval, "Sure enough, I am worthy of being the heir of the military family, and I guessed the purpose of my trip so easily." It's a pity, if it weren't for the light cold, you were dragged down by the Nine Yin Absolute Veins and couldn't practice martial arts, otherwise my walking position would probably be a light cold for you. ”

Zhong Qinghan was surprised when he heard this: "Senior Sister Ji, you have actually become the walking of this generation of Jixia School Palace?" If I'm not mistaken, the school palace hasn't sent a trip out of the mountain for two hundred years, right? ”

Ji Daoyun nodded and said, "If it weren't for the huge impact of the Nine Stars Alignment this time, it would be impossible for the sacrificial winemakers of the Academy Palace to agree to send them out of the mountain, you know, this will cause the jealousy of many lords." ”

After hesitating for a moment, Zhong asked lightly: "Senior Sister Ji, 'Nine Stars in a Row, One Hundred Saints Out', do you really believe this sentence?" ”

Ji Daoyun glanced at her puzzled, and asked suspiciously: "The secret history of the Jixia Learning Palace, it's not that you haven't seen it when you are in the Learning Palace." What other doubts do you have about the origin of the Academy Palace and the Hundred Saints of the Sons? ”

Zhong Qinghan shook his head and said: "I have never doubted the origin of the Academy Palace and the Hundred Sages of the Princes, otherwise thousands of years ago, this was still a great wilderness world where mushrooms and hairs drank blood, where could there be such a prosperous scene." It's just that this time the Nine Stars alignment, will there be a new Hundred Saints like the secret history recorded thousands of years ago? ”

Silent...... After a long time, I heard a faint voice from the room:

"I don't know, I'm afraid that's the reason why the school palace sent out to walk!"

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In a relatively secluded wing room on the second floor, a mahogany round table is placed with several delicate appetizers, and a noble man with outstanding style sits at the table, gently playing with the glass wine glass in his hand.

Guarding around him were a few Mengyuan people who Su Ziheng had seen on the streets of Xishi before, riding horses and galloping.

From the moment Zhong Qinghan walked into the Nuanxiang Pavilion, the man in the white silk robe had been staring at her closely, and his eyes did not hide his hatred in the slightest.

When Zhong Qinghan went up to the second floor, he couldn't look at the position, so he retracted his gaze, turned back to the round table, knelt down on one knee, and petitioned the noble son: "Princess, my subordinates are willing to kill the Zhong witch for the 60,000 soldiers who died unjustly for my Meng Yuan!" ”

Princess Bo Yalun of Yongning squinted her eyes and looked at him without speaking. It wasn't until the leader of the guards was dripping in cold sweat, kneeling on her knees, and throwing herself to the ground, that she said indifferently: "Don't make your own decisions, don't forget the purpose of our trip." If you make a mistake, you will die. ”

"Yes! Her Royal Highness the Princess, your subordinates know their mistakes. The chief replied in fear.

"How is Ji Xiaoxiao's arrangement? After the performance, let her come and see me. ”

"Yes!"

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Outside the door of Nuanxiang Pavilion, he rushed into a small house, still holding a piece of rice paper in his hand, and shouted loudly as he ran: "There is a new word over there in the sect." ”

"Bring it to my mother." The flower girl standing at the door snatched the rice paper from the little girl's hand, looked at it quickly, and suddenly her face became ugly.

took the piece of rice paper with new words written on it, hurriedly ran to Ji Xiaoxiao's room, slammed the door shut, and handed the rice paper to Ji Xiaoxiao, who was dressing up and preparing to perform on stage, "Xiaoxiao, you first look at the new words from the Jiaosifang, whether this time can beat the Jiaosifang's Rongyu, it depends on whether our Warm Xiangge can come up with a poem that beats this word." ”

Ji Xiaoxiao took the white rice paper, and saw the words "Winning the Championship Tanabata" written on it in small letters, and according to the tune of winning the championship, she sang in a low voice word by word:

"The cool moon is crossing, the silver is soaked, and the autumn is like a wipe.

The crane is driving, the bridge is leaning on the cold, and the magpie is flying in the sky.

Ask a little about the joy, clean up early, and reweave the new sorrows.

Fear the world, there will be less and more, eternal and eternal.

Who reads the sick guests of Wenyuan, the night is dark, and the day is lonely.

Endure the needle pavilion, the golden duck is fragrant and cold, and the jade emblem is dusty.

With a new cool half-pillow, and vaguely, the cloud news.

Listening to the window, the tears and rain are dashing, and the eaves are still dripping in the dream. ”

The voice is resentful, and the words are in love. Sing a song, Ji Xiaoxiao put down the rice paper in his hand, and said with infinite emotion: "This is another new word for Lord Zhang, right?" Sure enough, he is worthy of being the first talent in Xiliang, with this pearl and jade in front, I am afraid that he will lose to the Jiao Sifang again this year. ”

Since she got this poem, Hua Niang's face has never been better, and she said angrily: "They are cheating, every year it is Master Zhang who composes the lyrics for the teaching workshop, and I don't see them help us make a song." ”

Ji Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly: "Mom, what you said is biased. The Jiaosifang was originally run by the government, and that Master Zhang was a person in the government, so it was okay to compose lyrics for the Jiaosifang. ”

Hua Niang sighed and said, "It's just that in this way, our Warm Fragrance Pavilion will be subservient again." ”

Ji Xiaoxiao's pretty eyes flowed, and she suddenly chuckled: "That's not necessarily, it just depends on your mother, whether you are reluctant to give up the money." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Mom, have you forgotten that last year, Yi Cuilou went to Jiangnan with a lot of money to find a scholar from Liu University to write a special lyric. If it weren't for the fact that the skills of the girls in Yicui Building were slightly inferior, we might not even be able to keep the second place in the Warm Fragrance Pavilion last year. This year, I heard that Yi Cui Lou found a stunning woman with a Western style and planned to compete for the Oiran. ”

The expression on Hua Niang's face was very rich, and she seemed to be a little moved by Ji Xiaoxin's heart, it doesn't matter if she loses to the Jiao Si Fang, anyway, she has been pressed down by the Jiao Si Fang over the years. But if she loses to Yi Cuilou, Hua Niang's face will not be able to pass.

What's more, she was afraid that once it was really as Ji Xiaoxiao guessed, this year's Sai Jinhua of Yicui Building won the top spot in the Oiran Competition, I am afraid that in the future, the big men who came to the Nuanxiang Pavilion to cheer would all defect to Yicui Building.

Moreover, although she Hua Niang is doing a living in Goolan, she also has a pursuit, and she also wants to make Nuanxiang Pavilion the first green building in Xining.

Thinking of this, Hua Niang slammed on the table and said arrogantly: "Okay!" This year, my mother also went out, isn't it just a little silver tael, he leaned on the cuilou to come out, and I can't afford to come out of the warm incense pavilion? ”

After a while, the old lady instructed that as long as someone writes a good poem, my mother and I are willing to pay a hundred taels of silver. If you win the top spot, the bounty will be doubled. ”

Ji Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed, "Mom, remember to bring this song with you, if there is no better word than this one, there is no need to ask for it." ”

Hua Niang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "You are still a little clever, you can prepare here with peace of mind, and leave the rest of the matter to your mother." ”