The last decree of the first emperor, a few fluttering words, but it made Xie Lao Taijun and others no longer have the slightest possibility of Xiao thinking.

At this banquet, Mr. Dongru had already penetrated the minds of Xie Lao Taijun and others, and no matter how much food he had, he only felt that it was boring.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he wanted to say goodbye to Mrs. Xie: "There is still something to be decided in the palace of Dong, thank you for the hospitality." ”

Hearing Mr. Dongru's words, Shen Huaiyue's face changed a little, and he shouted slightly out of shape: "Taijun." ”

I hope that Mrs. Xie can leave Mr. Dongru behind, since it is already a fantasy to become a disciple of Mr. Dongru.

At least the test questions of the Qiwu Poetry Club must be taken out of his mouth, otherwise this well-designed banquet will be in vain.

Old Taijun Xie was naturally anxious about Shen Huaiyue's urgency, and immediately spoke.

"Sir is polite, but it is rare for Mr. to come here, so don't rush back. I heard that the gentleman loves wine, and the old woman I have a good wine that I have treasured for many years, and I am ordering someone to get it. Now that the wine has been opened, if Mr. does not give face, then the wine can only be wasted. ”

Is this forcing yourself to stay? Mr. Dongru's face was not obvious, but his displeasure was even more victorious.

Who is Mr. Dongru, the palace is too long, the head of the Great Qin Confucianism, the most uninhibited, that is, His Majesty also wants to give a few thin noodles to the clear stream model.

Mrs. Xie actually wanted to use the house door technique on him.

Just when Mr. Dongru wanted to forcibly resign, Xie Jin suddenly spoke.

"Master, my grandmother's altar of drunken immortals was given to my grandmother after my father was rewarded by His Majesty. Grandmother is so gracious, you can stay. ”

Drunken immortals? The Imperial Wine Workshop only produces three jars of good wine a year.

Xie Jin's words made the wine worm in Mr. Dongru's heart move slightly......

Seeing the master's patience, Xie Jin said again: "Jin'er just asked Bitong to prepare some pastries that the master loves to eat on weekdays, and it is estimated that it will take half an hour to get better......

"In this case, the old lady is gracious, but Dong is disrespectful."

After that, Mr. Dongru's thoughts have flown to the sky: I don't know what delicious food Bitong girl has prepared for herself......

Xie Jin's words made Old Taijun Xie's face ugly: Drunken Immortal, when did she say that she was going to use Drunken Immortal, this good wine that is hard to find is planned to stay in Shen Huaiyue and open up the official road after entering the office.

It's just that now, if you offend Mr. Dongru and can't enter the palace, where is there a career to speak of.

Old Taijun Xie could only suffer this dumb loss, and ordered someone to bring her only drunken immortal.

This is still Xie Junhou's reward last year, and he was reluctant to drink it, so he used it to honor Mrs. Xie.

Since the only treasures were taken out, Old Taijun Xie naturally did not allow himself to get nothing, so he began to go straight in.

"I heard that Mr. personally presided over this Qiwu poetry meeting, the old woman was ignorant, she had never seen such an elegant event, and she didn't know what this poetry meeting would test? I also hope that Mr. will give me advice, so that the old lady and I can see for a long time. ”

Shen Huaiyue and Xu Ping'er stretched out their ears even more, for fear of missing a word.

Even though he has seen all kinds of people in the world, Mr. Xie's shallowness still surprised Mr. Dongru.

As a palace scholar, if he tells others the test questions so casually, how can he educate a group of Confucian students.

Xie Jin was also surprised by Mrs. Xie's directness, such a gaffe question, it seems that Shen Huaiyue's future is really the lifeblood of Mrs. Xie.

In the previous life, there was Xie Jin matchmaking, and Shen Huaiyue and Xu Pinger were generous.

In addition to the proper guidance of Mrs. Xie, Mr. Dongru, who loves talents, left a mystery: he would rather die with incense on the branches than blow down in the north wind.

As smart as Xie Jin naturally unraveled the answer, when the Qiwu poetry meeting, Shen Huaiyue's Yongju Fu and Xu Ping'er's Qiu Ju Tu amazed everyone and were able to successfully enter the palace school.

Mr. Dongru looked at Mrs. Xie, and did not do much entanglement, asked the maid for pen and ink, and after writing, he took out the seal from the cuff and handed it to Mrs. Xie.

"This is the invitation of the Qiwu Poetry Club, and the Eastern Confucianism will leave a seat for the old lady and wait for the big ride."

After that, drink the gods in the cup drunk: the aroma of wine is not afraid of the deep alley, even the gods are drunk.

The fairy drunk really deserves its name, and it is really good wine.

It's just a pity that being used as a worldly calculation has also lost its authenticity.

Looking at Mrs. Xie's gentlemanly trembling hands to accept Mr. Dongru's invitation, Xie Jin sighed in his heart: Jiang is still old and spicy.

An invitation blocked Mrs. Xie's entanglement.

If it weren't for the presence of everyone, Xie Jin really wanted to applaud Mr. Dongru.

"Master, Jin'er's homework for the summer break has just been completed, you can help me take a look, and your favorite pastries in the small kitchen of Jinxiu Pavilion should also be ready."

Xie Jin took the opportunity to speak, since the plan of the three of Xie Taijun has failed, it is better to leave with the master, otherwise it is not worth it to be hurt by their anger.

"Yes, yes, before going out for the teacher, your teacher also told me to check your homework. Let me see if you have been lazy in the past two months. ”

After that, Mr. Dongru saluted to Mrs. Xie and said, "Thank you for the hospitality, Dongru is waiting for you at the Qiwu Poetry Club." ”

"Mr. Dongru is polite."

Mrs. Xie said with a smile, but that smile was really ugly than crying.

Looking at the invitation on the table, and the fairy drunk with Kaifeng.

Mrs. Xie was distressed: such a hard-to-find wine, so she changed an invitation to a poetry meeting.

Mrs. Xie was discouraged, and returned to Cunshan Hall with the support of her grandmother.

And Shen Huaiyue knew that today's plan was in vain, but he saw Mr. Dongru's love for Xie Jin.

I just want to plan how to get everything I want from Xie Jin.

The banquet hall that was still lively just now instantly only left Xu Ping'er and her maid Su'er.

Xu Ping'er was still immersed in her own thoughts and couldn't extricate herself.

The will of the first emperor, personally pointing to the master, how lucky Xie Jin is!

"Su'er, you usually get close to the people in the house, do you know what Mr. Dongru just said about the will of the first emperor?"

The daughter of the Xie family, the crown of Jinghua, is not a secret, but Xu Ping'er was busy currying favor with Mrs. Xie and Shen Huaiyue after coming to Beijing, and ignored it, so Xu Er slowly said the legendary origin of Xie Jin.

When the enemy country invaded, Daqin fought hard, and the border soldiers continued to sacrifice their lives, and even the old marquis of the Xie family was unfortunately martyred.

At the time of the survival of Great Qin, the first emperor was brave and decided to drive the expedition in person.

The deputy marshal is the current Xie Junhou, the son of the Xie family back then.

The man is iron-blooded to protect his family and defend the country, but the queen mother and Mrs. Xie were both pregnant, but they had to send their husbands on the expedition.

The sword has no eyes, and even if he is as wise as the first emperor, he does not know the outcome of that battle.

Emperor Xian and Xie Junhou were also close friends who grew up together when they were young, but now they both have their own responsibilities.

So the first emperor decreed that if the children in the womb of the queen and Mrs. Xie were a man and a woman, they would be married by the mother.

If they are both boys or girls, they will become brothers and sisters with different surnames, so that the child of the Xie family can enjoy the honor of the royal family, in order to comfort the soldiers of the Xie family who sacrificed their lives for the country.

That battle was even more tragic than imagined, Great Qin won, but the Holy Lord of the First Emperor's generation went.

At this time, the queen had not yet given birth to a dragon fetus, and Daqin had no leader for a while.

There are many factions between the government and the opposition, and there are those who support the dragon fetus in the womb of the first queen.

There are also those who support the first emperor's own brother, after all, at this time, the Great Qin is in ruins, and the dragon son in the womb of the first queen is not yet known to be male or female.

All disputes were put to rest in the will brought back by Xie Junhou, and the will of the first emperor was passed down to the present saint.

But he also chose a fief and title for the child in the womb of the former queen, regardless of men and women, enjoying the honor of the prince, but not touching the imperial power.

Today, the saint and the former emperor are also brothers, grateful to the elder brother for entrusting the country, and after being ordered in danger, he vowed to take good care of this child.

Finally, after the enthronement of the present saint, these two children were born one after another.

The first queen gave birth to a son, who is now King Yi.

Mrs. Xie gave birth to a daughter, Xie Jin.