Lin Ruoyi thought of herself, when she heard Zhao Wuregret say that she wanted to leave with Wei Zihan, she was also very reluctant, she grew up with Wei Zihan since she was a child, and she felt very deeply, if the two of them left, she didn't know if there would be a chance to see each other again.

glanced at Zhao Wuregret, who was talking about Journey to the West, she liked this story very much before, but today she was absent-minded, was she just reluctant to Wei Zihan?

The red sleeves on the side are seriously remembering the story told by Zhao Wuregret, although she has a little temper, but she has no bad intentions, she grew up with Lin Ruoyi and Wei Zihan, the three of them are called master servants, but they are actually similar to sisters, so such an important thing yesterday was not hidden from her, but for some reason, when she heard that Zhao Wuregret wanted to take Wei Zihan away, her heart was empty, and she was very uncomfortable.

Zhao Wuregret talked about a few chapters, and found that the emotions of the two were not very high, if it was in the past, Lin Ruoyi would definitely clench her jade fist, very nervous, and the red sleeves would tremble lightly, her little face was slightly red, her eyes were staring at herself, and she refused to let go of a word that came out of her mouth.

Seeing that the two of them were sitting there calmly, Lin Ruoyi didn't know what he was thinking, and the red sleeves were writing in that stroke by stroke, so Zhao Wuregret stopped, raised his eyes and saw the position of the sun, it should have been noon, and he wanted to come to Lin Zichang's banquet in the evening.

Seeing that he stopped, Red Sleeves put down the pen, gently rubbed his jade hand, which was a little sour, and glanced at Lin Ruoyi faintly.

"Ah, I forgot what I thought about just now," Lin Ruoyi spit out her tongue lightly, and said embarrassedly, she had said that it would be better for the two of you to write, but she had been thinking about it, but she forgot about it.

The two girls laughed for a while and left, and they didn't come over until Zhao Wuregret had lunch, which was exactly what he wanted, and he was cultivating the nameless atlas in the afternoon.

He made five moves again, but the sixth one was still unsuccessful, Zhao Wuregret knew that he was a little old, and this kind of cultivation should have started from a very young age.

I kept repeating those five movements all afternoon, and although the sixth one was not successful, Zhao Wuregret was confident that he could do it within three days, because the sixth movement in the afternoon had already been placed in a small half, and as long as he practiced more in the past few days, he would definitely succeed.

In the evening, the second steward Lin Tai personally came to the courtyard to invite Zhao Wuregret, today's dinner is to celebrate the Lin family's victory, of course, Zhao Wuregret, the first hero.

The banquet is placed in the garden, sitting in the sea of flowers and trees, it is also a unique flavor, today is not a round table, but a table for one person, which has been full of wine and food.

Zhao Wuregret didn't come the earliest, but it wasn't the latest either, a few scholars were surrounding an old man in his sixties, talking about something, and it could be seen that several people were very flattering to this person.

When the old man saw Zhao Wuregret coming over, he said a word to everyone, then walked over, came to Zhao Wuregret and said with a smile, "Isn't this companion Zhao Gongzi who won three consecutive games at the poetry meeting yesterday?" The old Lin An is the chief steward of the Lin family. ”

"Ah, it turned out to be the chief steward in person, in Xia Zhao has no regrets, and I have seen the chief steward," In the past few days in the Lin family, the reputation of the chief steward is like thunder, you must know that Lin Zichang's parents died early, and the family is supported by the chief steward until Lin Zichang grows up.

In the Lin family, the chief steward can make any decision, and Lin Zichang and Lin Ruoyi both call him 'Uncle An', which shows his transcendent status in the Lin family.

The chief steward spoke gently, like an elegant and kind elder, and from his words, Zhao Wuregret could hear his appreciation for himself, and knew that he was trying to recruit himself for the Lin family.

But Zhao Wuregret never had the idea of being someone else's doorman, he was born in a society that was at least superficially equal, and he was very disgusted with being someone else's 'house slave', although he was called a doorman, but in fact, the essence was the same.

After a while, the other guests also arrived, in addition to the people who participated in the poetry meeting, there were other kinds of talents, and Lin Zichang also came to the main seat with a smile on his face.

When the chief steward saw that everyone had arrived, he beckoned Zhao Wuregret to come to the main seat and sit down, and the two sat on the side of Lin Zichang on the left and right.

There were dozens of people at tonight's banquet, and each case was quite far away, and the whole garden was brightly lit and seemed to be full of people.

Lin Zichang stood up and said some words, nothing more than how hard you worked, how important everyone was to the Lin family, how great yesterday's achievements were, and how hard we had to work in the future.

Zhao Wuregret smiled secretly, it seems that meetings in ancient and modern times are the same, fake Dakong said it over and over again, and seeing the serious looks of those doormen, and some of them looked excited, Zhao Wuregret felt funny.

Finally, after Lin Zichang finished speaking and toasted everyone with a glass of wine, a group of dancing girls stepped forward and danced, and everyone below also let go of the carnival.

Lin Zichang and the chief steward walked in front of Zhao Wuregret together, he quickly stood up, drank a glass with the two of them, and also gave a glass to the two of them.

"Brother Zhao has no limit on the amount of alcohol, so I won't be reluctant anymore," Lin Zichang said with a smile on the side.

"Zhao Gongzi doesn't have a table word yet?" The chief steward also asked.

"Not yet, my mother died two years ago, and I have been studying in the mountains for two years, and no elders have taken words for me," Zhao Wuregret said in a low voice, looking at what the chief steward was about to say, he opened his mouth again, "This time I want to go to Jinling to find my father, and then my own father will come to pick up words for me." ”

"I see," the chief steward chuckled but said no more.

Seeing that the chief steward wanted to choose a word for him, but Zhao Wuregret didn't want to do this, no matter how he said that the chief steward was a descendant of the Lin family, if he was a guest of the Lin family, it didn't matter, there was a chief steward who took the word for himself, and he would be regarded as a 'backer' in the Lin family in the future.

But even if Zhao Wuregret comes from the next generation and has no rank, it is not the turn of a steward of the Lin family to pick up the word for himself, if so, it is better to take it himself.

After dancing a few times, the dancing girls dispersed, and a doorman stepped forward and said, "I heard that Zhao Gongzi's poetry is unparalleled, and everyone gathered together today, why don't you make a few songs to make fun?"

Everyone below couldn't help but applaud loudly when they heard this, and Lin Zichang and the chief steward on the side also looked at themselves with a smile, and they also looked expectant.

"Hehe, since you want to listen to Zhao's poems, it's not impossible, but we have to have a good time," Zhao Wuregret stood up with a smile and said.