December is the time when plum blossoms are at their best. After the second prince was reprimanded by Emperor Tianlong for holding a big amusement, some people who originally planned to hold a banquet also reduced the scale of the party.

Only people like Yin Ren still dare to let go of their appetites and open the door to set up a banquet.

It doesn't matter how tough people are. But his calligraphy and painting attainments are quite high, which is also obvious to all. He gave a feast, and the participants were congregated. Everyone saw the Chu family's lotus banquet in the middle of the year, and now they come to take a look at the Yin family's plum blossom banquet.

Yin Wei went with the three sisters. She is going back to her parents' house, not to mention how superior she is in front of Shen Ning. Lin Bixiang also raised her head and chest for the first time in a long time, who called it her uncle's house.

Lin Bixiang was noisy, Lin Qiantan was under the eaves, and put up with her for the time being. When I got out of the car, I tried to move separately from her as much as possible.

Yin tenacious has hidden countless varieties of plum blossoms, Lin Qiantan knows. When they were all taken out and transplanted to the side of the banquet hall, different tree species competed for beauty, so that the carved beams and paintings of the entire courtyard became artificially carved vulgar goods.

Yin tenacity is not like the temperament of liking to appreciate good things with you, and suddenly taking out these good things to cheap tourists, I don't know what I am planning.

When Lin Qiantan went to the inner room of the main house with Yin Wei, Yin Ren was wearing a big cloak of silver mink. He was already white-faced, and he always liked to wear white clothes, and if he sneered a few times, it would look even more like hell.

He seemed to know that he was so virtuous that he couldn't help but be disappointed. The guests outside all asked their sons to do the work for them.

Yin Huai is high-spirited, and he is exquisite on all sides of the field, the male guests are entertained by him, and the female guests are in charge of the aunt in the house, that is, his biological mother.

Yin Ren has never married in his life, and the two old aunts in the backyard have given birth to two sons, and one *** Huai is the larger of the two sons, in addition, there is also a small one that is not liked.

Lin Qiantan didn't understand what the purpose of the Yin family's father and son was for this banquet, there were many people coming and going in the banquet hall.

During this period, even Emperor Tianlong, who had just reprimanded the second prince once, sent someone to send a reward, and the contrast between the front and back made the second prince's face a little unpleasant.

Although Yin Qiang hopes that the second prince will come to the throne, and Yin Ren also seems to have the backing to agree to be the second prince, but the emperor prefers the fifth prince, who was also born to a mother, and there is a big difference in treatment before and after. One of the purposes of the Yin Tough Banquet is probably to save face for the second prince, Emperor Tianlong's approach, with a strong face, slapped the second prince in the face again, and stirred up discord for a while, the fifth prince was the happiest.

The five princes were also present, and the relationship with his half-mother brother was not good, Emperor Tianlong himself killed his brother and replaced him, and the five princes also had the intention of emulating their father.

Lin Qiantan looked coldly at the warm atmosphere present, and after the whole scene, the banquet hall was as warm as spring, surrounded by plum blossoms in all directions, and the guests couldn't help but have the illusion that they were in the spring garden.

is really in response to that sentence, there are frozen bones on the road, and Zhumen's wine and meat stink.

The states and counties outside are suffering from snowstorms, and there have been some small natural disasters and small man-made disasters in the past two years. In the imperial capital, there is discord between the monarchs and ministers, the brothers are on the wall, and it is not surprising that the second dynasty died.

Lin Qiantan stayed a little bored in the banquet hall, so she walked out and wandered in Merlin, and saw a very familiar mansion, as if she remembered the old man. Those old women who were with her at the beginning, serving by the side of Yin Tenacity.

On the other side, the men who had come to the banquet were undressing and composing poems there in the winter. Only then did Lin Qiantan know that Guangningbo had thick chest hair like a gorilla.

Men can drink a few sips of wine and learn to be a celebrity, but women can't. Lin Qiantan brought an ear pocket woven of white fox fur and wore a pomegranate red jacket, walking in the forest, complementing the white snow and red plums in the woods.

She admired the scenery, but she didn't know that she herself had become a painting in the eyes of others. Above the attic, someone improvised a pen and faithfully recorded her posture as she wandered among them.

Behind that man, Yin Huai, who was supposed to take care of the guests in his place in the banquet hall, did not have the frivolity of playing with women on weekdays, only the deference in the face of his father. Yin Huai said: "The people downstairs have already played."

Yin Ren let out an imperceptible "um".

With enough food and wine, and two or three people taking the lead, it was easy for everyone to get in high spirits. During the Xia Dynasty, there was a custom of famous people writing poems in the cold. Take off your shirt and expose your breasts, which is a little bit like the meaning of plum blossoms, "the edge of the sword is sharpened".

The painter who doesn't lift his head is the Yin Tenacity.

After listening to his son's words, Yin Ren stopped answering, Yin Huai took one last look at the painting that was gradually forming on the table, hesitated, didn't ask, and said goodbye directly.

Yin Ren was not in a bad mood, and while finally telling his son to pay attention to the people in Yan Guogong's mansion, he asked his son if the girl in the painting was good-looking.

"It's really more and more like her mother." Yin Ren laughs.

On the face of the slightly treacherous snake spirit, the man who looks the same is saying love words, even if he is used to seeing a yin like him, he will never get used to the subconscious fear brought by the coldness.

He said: "My father's infatuation with Mrs. Lin San is far from being comparable to my son."

"Maybe it's really infatuated," Yin Ren chatted and said again: "What is Lin Quan?" Look at the children he gave birth to, they are all crooked melons and cracked dates. That's the one at the bottom, I like it. ”

As he spoke, he raised the orchid to drive people away, and when Yin Huai heard it, he retreated.

Below, the people who were walking in the woods were full of familiar and unfamiliar scenes of Merlin, reminiscing about the past.

She walked around for a while, thinking that she was not the only one who was tired of the dullness inside and ran out, Lin Qiantan walked and walked, and ran into Chu Jiang, who also came out to breathe.

Wang Yuanzhao was a step late, and could only watch the two people in front of him walking side by side, looking intimate. The two were already considered fiancés and childhood sweethearts, Wang Yuanzhao knew that he was hopeless, and he didn't catch up.

Behind him, it was the girl Ji Yue who came with him.

Ji Yue had also seen Lin Qiantan and knew her own master better, and she could see that her master was very fond of that Miss Lin.

Seeing that the clothes he had just messed up in it were still messy and couldn't be tidied up, he couldn't help but boldly reach out and get it for Wang Yuanzhao, Wang Yuanzhao also saw that the collar of his clothes was still a little crooked, and smiled heartily.

Ji Yue said helplessly like a big sister: "Childe too, you are not good at reciting poetry, what kind of sour and crooked poetry are you competing with that group of old scholars?"