Chen Yuan stood up, glanced at Pang Ji first, and saw that Pang Ji did not object, so he picked up the teacup and said: "The villain meets General Ren for the first time, so use tea to toast the general first, if the general wants to drink, the villain has opened a tavern in the city, and I will ask the general to take care of it in the future." ”

Ren Fu finally found the steps to get off the stage, glanced at Chen Yuan gratefully, drank the bowl of tea in his hand, and then hugged his fist at Chen Yuan, reflexively walked to the seat in the corner and sat down, and didn't talk to everyone again.

When Chen Yuan sat down, Pang Ji said in a low voice: "Do you look at the old man sitting in the first place opposite?" He is Xia Zhu, and the two people sitting next to him are Song Qi and Song Qi brothers, Song Qi is the envoy assigned by the emperor to go to Liao State this time, you go this time, first of all, you must do whatever it takes to prevent Song Qi from completing the task, understand? ”

Pang Ji was so heartfelt, and when he said all these words, it was obvious that he regarded him as his own. From this sentence, it can be seen that Ponji is an unscrupulous and reckless guy.

You must know that whether or not this time can succeed is related to the situation after the Great Song Dynasty frontier, and even to the national fortunes of the Song Dynasty in the next few decades. He can use this kind of thing for private battles, and he really deserves to be a famous Pang Taishi in history.

Chen Yuan looked at Ouyang Xiu and the others who were proud of the spring breeze opposite, and thought that they were also killed and killed, and the exiles of exile, including Fan Zhongyan, who was worried about the world first, all succumbed to death, and couldn't help but feel a little stunned in his heart. And Pang Ji is also destined to be exterminated, which may be the pain of predicting fate.

Chen Yuan couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and even felt that doing some business safely, whoever has thick thighs will hug whomever thighs seem to be more suitable for himself.

It's a pity that he has been tied to the carriage by Lu Yijian, and now he won't do it? Without others, Lu Yijian and Pang Ji will not let go of themselves.

Just as they were thinking about it, the cannon horn outside suddenly sounded, and everyone hurriedly stood up: "The newcomer is coming!" ”

Chen Yuan also looked up at the door, only to see that the first person to come in was not a newcomer, but a fair woman wearing red satin, and the woman raised her head to look at everyone after entering the door. When she raised her eyes, Chen Yuan couldn't help but be a little stunned, because this woman's eyes were very sultry, like a hook, hooking the eyes of many men in the room, including Chen Yuan.

After entering the door, the woman sang the lyrics to the rhythm: "Shu brocade lichen silk barrier." Buckling cloister, quiet night search. On the crescent moon of the jade carving, Zhu Fei looked at each other half-hidden. Spiral smoker warm bucket tent. The jade tree and the branches are close to each other. The wine is getting stronger, and the mandarin duck embroidery is turned red. ”

After singing the song, I heard Ouyang Xiu shouting: "Good words!" Good song! The lady of the Chen family is really talented! Listening to this word, it must be from the hand of the three changes of Na Liu. ”

The woman's eyebrows drifted to Ouyang Xiu: "Lord Ouyang has won the award, if Liu Qilang knows that you praise him so much, he will definitely have two more drinks with you." ”

Pang Ji didn't stand up like everyone else, sneered, and said to Chen Yuan: "This woman is a famous person in Bianjing, surnamed Chen, a famous teacher. Only Ouyang Xiu, these rotten Confucians, would spend money to listen to what lyrics and songs she sang, and the old man looked for her a few times, but he was directly carried to the bedroom in a small sedan chair. ”

Chen Yuan knew that most of these dignitaries and nobles in the Song Dynasty had good songs outside, such as Su Dongpo in the future, and they also gave the songs they raised to good friends to show their literati temperament. Maybe this is the fashion at this time, but Chen Yuan can't accept it. Chen Yuan's philosophy is that I can have many women, even if I can't use them at home, I will never take them out and give them away.

The woman's eyes also drifted over Chen Yuan's face at this time, and she just stopped for a moment before turning away.

The feeling of being despised by a beautiful woman still arises, which makes Chen Yuan a little angry, take a closer look at the waist of Master Chen, pour a sip of tea into his stomach, and secretly say in his heart: "Do you look down on me when you look at my short shirt?" I am leaving, I don't have time to find your bad luck, and when I come back, I will definitely go to your field! ”

Then, Chen Yuan suddenly saw Linghua's figure, and Linghua's eyes were also looking around after entering the door, until he saw Chen Yuan, and then stopped.

The eyes of the two people were intertwined, and Chen Yuan immediately forgot about the matter of going to the field where Master Chen was going to be held.

Linghua pulled the red rope behind her and helped Liujin Cicada in, and at this moment, the surrounding congratulatory sounds immediately sounded, and the literati around them used their most gorgeous rhetoric to add some joy to the newcomer's good life.

Chen Yuan also wanted to squeeze up and say something to Yan Chasan, but as soon as he took two steps, he found that someone suddenly stopped him: "Hey, can Brother Tai take a step slower?" ”

Chen Yuan saw that it was Song Qi, stopped at the moment, and said very politely, "Does Lord Song have anything to advise?" ”

Song Qi smiled slightly: "I don't dare to give advice, it's just that I don't walk with the peddlers and pawns in the next place, so please respect yourself." ”

After finishing speaking, Song Qi put on a pose that he thought was very chic, and walked to the side of the singer Chen Shishi: "Senior girl, I wrote a few small words in the next month, if the girl is free, help me compose a song in the next one, how about it?" ”

That Master Chen obviously regarded people like Song Qi and Ouyang Xiu as her food and clothing, and when she turned her head, her eyes were already as sultry as when she first entered the door, and she immediately started talking to Song Qi.

Chen Yuan was angry that Song Qi humiliated him, he never thought that he was doing business anywhere, he made money with his ability, as long as he did not violate the law and basic social morality, no one had any reason to interfere with him.

Of course, you despise me, but you can't humiliate me in public.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Chen Yuan couldn't help but snort coldly: "Lord Song's ability to be an official is much stronger than that of Liu Sanchang, this ability to fill in words, don't compare it with others." ”

Song Qi heard this, turned his head angrily, in his opinion, he can do whatever he wants to a person who does business, even if he humiliated Chen Yuan just now, Chen Yuan should be as if nothing happened.

Ouyang Xiu on the side knew that Chen Yuan was better than Song Qi in terms of wit and talent, and this kid dared to play any role, for fear that Song Qi would humiliate himself, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Lord Song, today is the great joy of the new champion, and the teacher and the girl still have to sing the joy, this matter of filling in the lyrics, it is not too late to talk about it later." ”

Song Qi didn't appreciate it, and glanced at Chen Yuan with disdain, and then said to Master Chen: "Senior girl, how do you listen to me." ”

After speaking, he chanted softly: "Embroider the vast curtain of Luo tent scrolls." Spring sleep is soaring, and sleepy is slow. The faint pillow marks leave a jade face, and the greasy clouds are slanted and the hairpin swallow is slippery. Far dreams are unprovoked, happy and scattered. Tears fall rouge, and the boundary is shallow. After tidying up the green mustache, what is the limit of an inch of affection. ”

This is filled in according to the tune of Butterfly Love Flower, Master Chen sang it lightly, it does rhyme, and the words are also impeccable, and immediately smiled and said: "Lord Song is really good at writing, and the slave family admires it." ”

Song Qi was very proud: "Then the teacher and the girl should sing well." ”

His eyes swept over Chen Yuan: "Filling in the words under the self-question is not as talented as that of Liu Sanchang, but it is always much stronger than the alcohol of some peddlers' pawns." ”

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