Chen Yi sat down in the guest hall, whether it was Mrs. Jiang, Jiang Jing, or Jiang Shen, they all looked at him apologetically, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Yaoyao is pampered, and I will train her well another day." ”

Chen Yi came here this time to be the one who made amends, and he wanted to have a better conversation with her and explain his identity to her, but he didn't expect that she didn't want to see herself, which can be regarded as deflated.

On the second day, a cold wind blew in the morning, which made Jiang Zhen, who had just left the bed, shiver, and his nose was itchy for no reason, a "Ahh "After the fight, I was also comfortable.

At this time, he was still confused, but it was the little leek who ran over and hurriedly said: "Lady, lady, it's a big deal, something big!" ”

"What's the big deal? What's the big deal? She wondered, didn't everyone come over like this all this day? What could be the big deal?

"That, that, that ......" Xiao Leek, who was in a hurry to die, almost suffocated himself to death without a word, back and forth for a long time, but it was still those two words, and then he took a sip of tea, settled his mind and body, and then said: "King Wen came to Jiangzhou, and named the lady to have a feast!" ”

"King Wen?! Out of the feast?! "She understands it, no wonder Xiao Leek is so flustered, auntie, that's King Wen, one of the eight kings!

Smelling Jiang Zhen, he was dizzy, he could see such a person in his life, and he also named him, how can he be honest, honestly afraid, honestly afraid.

"Yes, yes, yes! It's the beginning of summer tomorrow! It's tomorrow night! The leeks then exclaimed.

King Wen is not only a prodigal son, but also a lover, he doesn't love the country and loves the beauty when he is a child, and he can't be found every time he rises and falls, which is called a hurry, the old emperor can't wait to tie him up every day to go to court with him, but it's a pity, it's useless.

Since the old emperor and guest of honor, it is perennial travel abroad, up to the emperor's relatives, down to the common people in the market are all known, what four into the West Sichuan to explore the painting, three to the south of the Yangtze River to seek words, five out of Kyoto to find joy, really a free master.

It is rumored that King Wen once had a love promise, but he was an official prostitute who sat down in the palace, and as for the future, it is estimated that there should be no follow-up, shallow love.

Jiangzhou can have a place to worship the sky, called "Da Shui Mountain," King Wen's freewheeling temperament is not false, and he actually talks about what kind of feast will be held in this big water mountain.

"I can't do it, I can't do it." Busy and persuaded by the high father-in-law on the side: "Your Royal Highness, you can be regarded as a slave, please beg you, this place of sacrifice to the heavens is left by the ancestors, but you don't want to engage in wine feasts such as singing and dancing, there are rude numbers, there are rude numbers!" ”

King Wen didn't care and said, "Not happy? Then you can tell me where it is going to go. ”

It is true to say that he is a prodigal species, but when I saw a man lying on his side on the couch, he looked quite handsome, and this man's Danfeng eyes were indeed rare, and he casually wore a thin cloud brocade robe, showing his breasts, like a male prostitute in the flower shop.

The rain has not stopped this day, although it is not as torrential as last night, but in the end it is cold, for fear that he will freeze.

"Third brother, your placket is about to open to your belly, isn't it really cold?" Junru stretched out her little head and asked, at this time she was sitting with her fourth brother on the mat, in front of her was a warm overhead hanging stove, a burst of fire burned, and it was not cold.

"It's not cold." King Wen was still as cold as before, stroking the bookcase in front of him to straighten his body, and now he was quite serious about appreciating the calligraphy and painting in front of him.

Junru was also curious, moved her steps again, and then probed her little head, looked at the portrait in King Wen's hand and asked: "Third brother, the sister in this painting, but the sleeve goddess?" ”

"Hmm." King Wen's arrogant appearance of cherishing words like gold, but it is very inconsistent with what he has done in the past, and it seems that he rejects people thousands of miles away, but in fact, he is not doing all the merciful and indiscriminate things.

King Wen smiled, the snow flew in June, people who didn't know were talking about it, they all said that he was sick, unable to smile, the attendants who accompanied King Wen all the year round had never seen King Wen smile, such a handsome person, it was a pity not to smile.

"Sister Junru, third brother, fourth brother." The footsteps outside the door had not stopped, but when I heard a word, I was already in my ears, and when I looked for the sound, it turned out that Yan Wutao was running with a jumping step.

"Hehe, Momo, huh? What about the sixth brother? Yan Wutao came, but he didn't see Chen Yi's figure, strange, what about his sixth brother? Jun Ru thought.

"Brother Yi went to pick wormwood, and said that he would go to the exhaustion later." Yan Wutao said truthfully.

It's true to be tired, but it's more about wanting to be annoying, Chen Yi is regretting his intestines at this time, he should have truthfully recruited Jiang Zhen at that time, what kind of guanzi to sell, now it's good, I want to explain everything to her, but people don't see you at all, aggrieved, you deserve it!

Nanfang is the academy where Lutai studied, and it is also Mofang, and this son Jiang Zhen is also there, look at the east and look at the west, it's not fresh.

All talk about good calligraphy and ink, but also good study four treasures, she is a feast for the eyes today, what Jin graphite, Mr. Dongpo's hanging meat case, Fan Lushuang's congratulatory message, really rare.

"This and this, this and this, this is not ......" is the case with the person who dropped his jaw in shock, shouting for a long time, but finally he didn't finish speaking.

"Hehe, yes, this is the real thing." Lu Tai chuckled.

"Really, really, really, really?!" Jiang Zhen stared at the scroll in front of him and said dumbfounded.

What I saw in front of me was a rather dilapidated half-volume of poems, the handwriting had already been blurred a lot, but I could still see that the strokes on the paper were very awkward, without any calligraphy and painting, as if a child was writing at random, but it caused Jiang Zhen to be amazed for a while.

"You, you, what the hell is the origin of your Nanfang?! Even the doctor's 'Song Goose' has it! Jiang Zhen asked.

"Hehe, Nanfang, was founded by King Wen when he went to Jiangnan in the early years, and it is unique." The road platform returns.

Ming'er is also invited, and will go to the wine banquet with Jiang Zhen to celebrate for King Wen, or write a book, or write a poem.

In the end, he couldn't be idle, Jiang Zhen walked around for a while, and entered the school in Nanfang, looking at it vigorously, like an old gentleman returning to his hometown, everything is fun, everything is fun.

Before the fun was finished, there was a voice from the other end: "You, you, you, yes!" It's you! Steal what? Why don't you go to lectures? ”

"Lecturing? I'm not a student of your Nanfang, so I don't have to lecrate. Jiang Zhen turned around and said to the man, look at this person's fierce appearance, is he really a student? Mo didn't kill pigs?

"You...... Are you Jiang Zhen? Are you the one from the Jiang family? "She has been famous since she made the ink feast, and it is no wonder that even characters such as King Wen invite her.

"It's this girl, hehe, what's wrong? Do you know me? She was again stumped, without any humility, and hurried to inquire with others, as if she wanted him to praise herself.

"Know, think you know, Miss Jiang Zhen, uh...... Miss Jiang Zhen is a Wenmo family! He almost spit out the truth, Wenmo everyone is too praised, everyone is good.

"Hee-hee, seriously?" She was a little fluttering when she praised this, and Le's eyes couldn't be found.

"Hehe, seriously, seriously." The man chimed in.

The dense bellflower disturbed the whole night, like a piece of purple and white, it is indeed pleasing to look at, King Wen is a good scene, do not open the feast in the big water mountain, the south of the Yangtze River is a beautiful scenery, this inconvenient to find another place.

At noon on the second day, they were already busy, and many people had a feast in this bellflower field, set up wine tables, book cases, lay floor mats, and decorate green curtains.

There are many mosquitoes at night, annoying, and it is just in the summer, and if you can't keep it, you will be itchy, and you seem to have noticed this, what mint sachets, the smoke of realgar, and even the cordyceps supplement, are also purchased.

Chen Yi is annoyed at this time, she will come tonight, so she must seize the opportunity to confess to her, so that she doesn't have to be cold to herself anymore.