picked up all the withering, only to find that the years had passed without a whisper. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A few days later, when Mo Fei walked on Chang'an Avenue again, he found that this place was already so familiar.

"After a while, Chang'an will hold some poetry meetings one after another, are you interested in taking a look?"

Mo Fei shook his head and said with a smile: "Why don't you go and take a look, maybe you can meet one or two wishful husbands." ”

After saying this sentence jokingly, Li Yanqi glanced at Mo Fei and laughed: "Who wants those scum and mud, when I see it, I feel turbid and smelly." ”

This was what Li Yanqi saw in Mo Fei's poems, and took it out to make a joke.

"Presumptuous." Before Mo Fei could speak, someone behind him opened his mouth.

The sun was shining brightly, the river breeze in Chang'an was blowing warmly, and Banyuan pulled Mo Fei out early in the morning, followed by Yaya and Li Yanqi.

Li Yanqi spoke frankly and bluntly. But this person's presumptuousness is really annoying, and the mood of the four of them is as disgusting as eating flies in a meal.

Looking back, I found that there was a man standing under the restaurant not far away, the man was holding a fan in his hand, in the not hot season, there was still a breeze hanging, the fan in his hand was whirring, the weather was not hot, and I don't know what he was fanning, which made people feel that it was sour and rotten.

This person's name is Hong Xiaolian, the son-in-law of the deputy envoy of the imperial court, who has made some fame in Chang'an over the years, and in the past, he wandered in brothels, made poems with some self-proclaimed talents, drank alcohol, and occasionally talked about politics. It's just that it's really pedantic, and arrogant, so that I don't have much insight, but the poetry does have some doorways, although I haven't participated in the literary meeting, and there is no popular poetry outflow, but there are some nicknames.

Just after participating in the poetry meeting today, Hong Xiaolian was in a very happy mood, and a large group of talented people were full of praise for the poems he made, which made him a little fluttering and didn't know why, he didn't want to go out of the restaurant, and there were people on the riverside who listened to such presumptuous words. I wanted to be a seven-foot man, but I was described as dirty, and I couldn't help but be annoyed, so I scolded him.

It's just that when he saw the woman under the willow tree by the river, he couldn't help but regret it. The woman's eyebrows are like the clear moon, her eyes are like spring water and tenderness, she is angry and angry, she is soul-stirring, and she smiles and laughs, which is shocking. He couldn't help but look at it a few more times, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't extricate himself, but the man next to the woman frowned, coughed and signaled, and he came back to his senses.

Thinking of the reprimanding of the girl just now, I was a little embarrassed, and then I tidied up my sleeves and made a gesture from afar. Only then did he think he was graceful and waved away the paper fan and slowly walked towards this side.

……

Li Yanqi frowned with some disgust, saw that Banyuan was a little resentful, lowered his head and whispered, and then signaled to Mo Fei and the others, and the four of them turned around and walked away silently.

"Stop!" Hong Xiaolian, the man in the green shirt behind him, shouted angrily, his voice was a little sharp, very abrupt, causing a few heads to stick out of the tavern, pedestrians, vendors, runners, and chessmen, all stopped what they were doing, and looked at this side with interest. Even the old dog lying under the willow tree broke away from his cloudy eyes, glanced around, and was not interested, and was disturbed by the sweet dream, and barked a few times, and then went to sleep indifferently.

It's just that in this way, Hong Xiaolian's face was a little unbearable, and he was ignored when he broke his knots. Even more annoying - what kind of thing is the man next to him!!

Could it be that he is not a talented man, in Chang'an, due to his later departure from Yanyun, it seems that people are about to forget his original name. Therefore, Hong Xiaolian inevitably had some contempt.

"The young master of the deputy envoy of the Xia Nai General Envoy Department, just now he abruptly abrupt the beauty, and sincerely apologized at this time, ...... Dare to ask the girl's name? Hong Xiaolian said a few words, as if he felt a little hot, waved the fan, fanned in the direction of the direction, unaware of the sour and rancid smell, and was extremely complacent, staring at Li Yanqi and the others.

Li Yanqi glanced at him coldly, but Banyuan on the side intended to tease Hong Xiaolian, giggled, and pointed to Mo Fei next to him: "Do you know who he is?" ”

Hong Xiaolian glanced at Mo Fei with disdain, and Banyuan pretended not to see Mo Fei's glare, and said proudly: "He is the top of the Tianxia Society-Mo Fei." ”

"The rebellious ministers and thieves who killed the king of Hanyang?"

This Hong Xiaolian was straightforward, screamed, and blurted out, only then did he find that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, and he was full of regret in his heart. I didn't want Li Yanqi to raise his foot and kick out, "poof", Hong Caizi, who was full of scenery just now, sat on the ground with his buttocks, causing a commotion among onlookers.

"I really think you're disgusting, I really think I'm a thing, read two lines of poetry, take a fan, you're a genius!? What a bullshit genius! I don't know if the weather is cold or warm, that broken fan will make you stupid! - Rebels and thieves? That's what you dare to say? ”

The riverside was silent, the streets were silent, and all the people were silent.

It wasn't until Mo Fei, Li Yanqi and the others disappeared into the crowd that noisy sounds erupted in the surrounding taverns, under the willow trees, and on the streets, stirring the gurgling spring water. Only Hong Xiaolian sat there, pointing at the backs of Mo Fei and the others in shame, and scolded a few words angrily to relieve the resentment in his heart. But I didn't want the old dog under the willow tree to go crazy, and kept barking at him, throwing down the fan and running forward in horror, and was chased for three streets before getting rid of it, embarrassed like a lost dog.

"Still angry?"

Along the way, Banyuan was silent, Yaya was always quiet, Li Yan was angry, but after thinking about it, he could only open this chatterbox first.

"Humph! It's just that I can't get used to it, and I'm not angry for a long time, and it's not worth it. "She was very angry, very angry.

After Li Yanqi finished speaking, he thought that this seemed to be a bit similar to his previous self, and suddenly fell silent.

It's not a weak person, but a little cruel, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a great name in Yanyun. It's just that when it comes to what he just did, he doesn't think there's any need to do it.

Merely...... In this way, everyone's interest in parading the street is not high, and the four of them stroll around casually.

Now, the Qin envoy is about to arrive in Chang'an, and Mo Fei has been estimating the time when the imperial court will summon the order. In the first battle of Yanyun, Mo Fei returned to Chang'an alive as the main general, but the court kept him aside, did not let him report on his work, and indirectly showed the attitude of the court to others.

Some officials in the imperial court figured out the holy will, and they impeached Mo Fei openly and secretly, and even went out with some rumors, so that there were officials like Hong Xiaolian who spoke wildly.

It's just that...... Qin envoy came to Chang'an, what should the one in the palace do? Is it to have the dignity of his emperor or the face of a great power?