After waiting for a quarter of an hour, the little guy came back and invited them in.

Liang Chu walked ahead, that is, in someone else's territory, and the spirit of dominating the world was still undiminished.

Entering this bamboo forest, after walking on the winding stone path for a while, you can gradually hear the sound of some silk bamboo flowing water.

It's just such a mind and environment, but Mu Ling is a little disdainful.

I thought it was an elegant and funny party, but it turned out to be just an ordinary party, which made her feel very disappointed.

With the little servant's 'arrived', Mu Ling looked up and saw the scene of this literati gathering.

The terrain on this island is gentle, but it has been artificially created here. At the top is a small pavilion, just enough for one person to sit and play the piano.

A small stream ran happily from west to east, the water was clear and visible, and there were many wooden plates and cups on it.

This is a funny game often played by literati, and whoever receives the wine glass there has to show some talent.

Liang Chu and Mu Ling were directly arranged to the end, and Mu Ling simply stood behind Liang Chu and honestly became a maid.

A young man in a purple robe sitting at the top was reading Mu Ling's poems in his hand. The little guy who had just sent them ran over and whispered something in the son's ear, and saw the eyes of the two looking this way.

Presumably that is Bai Lin, the son of a scholar.

There are more princes and concubines in the Hanlin Academy, and Bai Jing, who is now an academician of the Hanlin Academy, is the most likely candidate.

It's a pity that there are no heirs today, and I don't know if the academician can wait.

Liang Chu just glanced at it lightly as a greeting, and Mu Ling saw that Bai Lin's face was a little stiff, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed in his heart.

What kind of good face can you eat when you meet Liang Chu? Who made it difficult for the little guy to come in for them to be so old for a while.

However, Bai Lin is not a heart-minded person, and after his face darkened, he handed the rice paper in his hand to the neighbors, and said: "There is a strange person here today, this maid with him can actually write a good poem, why don't you take a closer look and comment on it?" ”

"This poem is wonderful, but this word is not eye-catching." The son, who had just finished reading the poem, handed the rice paper to the side, shook his head and sighed.

If this poem is accompanied by a good hand, it will definitely be a peerless masterpiece.

Everyone rushed to circulate it, and after looking at the rice paper, it returned to Liang Chu's hands.

Liang Chu looked down seriously, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his lips, but he didn't speak.

But some people couldn't help it: "This son teaches the maid well, but he doesn't give good guidance and guidance, I'm afraid this will be spread, I'm afraid that the maid will secretly recite the master's poems and show them off." ”

"If you can write poetry, you don't necessarily have to be able to write, but Brother Tan's requirements are too harsh." The other retorted tepidly.

Mu Ling doesn't think there's anything, she's just a maid who came out with her son now, and it's a shame for Liang Chu to lose face, isn't it?

Whoever told him to take Joe refused to write a word.

Only the one who spoke to refute just now had a surprisingly nice voice, so Mu Ling couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"That's Wang Ying, who is from Yuezhou, the most talented, but people are not easy to get close to." A literati next to him looked enviously, and by the way, he popularized science with them.

Mu Ling frowned slightly: "Isn't Yuezhou the fief of the Fifth Prince?" Why did the talents from Yuezhou come all the way. ”

As far as she knew, the Great Liang State where she was currently located still used the system of vassal states, and in order to distinguish the difference between a state and a fief, she only said a state.

And the fifth prince Liang Yue was defeated in the battle for the emperor that year, and finally ended up with the name of the prince, and gave him a fief at will.

Now that there is a talent like Wang Ying in Yuezhou, how could Liang Yue not find out, but he asked him to come to the imperial capital in vain.

If this is not to give away talents, then there are other purposes.

Liang Chu narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "It's really difficult to get closer, I guess I can't get into his eyes." ”

"Fortunately, he can give Bai Gongzi this face." The literati just now sighed again.

It seemed that they could drink and chant poetry with these people, and they were very satisfied.

Mu Ling looked at it coldly and began to look at all the people present.

Most literati have some messy quirks. Naturally, there were some who were cold and indifferent, and there were many people who were good at right and wrong, and there were even a few who attracted attention with those high-minded talks.

Mu Ling was born in the police academy, and she didn't know how to appreciate these poems, so she only looked at everyone's eyes and demeanor, and she could recognize some of them.

Everyone happily discussed, but saw that Liang Chu always had a faint expression, and his expression was more cold than that of the hidden son, so they also stopped one by one and discussed other things.

After listening for an hour, Liang Chu got up and said goodbye.

Mu Ling breathed a sigh of relief and stepped on the gravel road a few times.

"What? Say that you can't write well, and you actually use other people's gravel roads to vent your anger? Liang Chu turned his head and saw her so delicate and stubborn, and couldn't help but feel funny.

Mu Ling looked up, a little embarrassed. The TV series I watched in the past are all such routines, why is it not applicable here?

Sure enough, the drama is all deceitful?

"Don't be depressed, it's not early, we should go back."

When Liang Chu saw the look of guilt in her eyes, he knew her thoughts, and some strange feelings slipped through his heart, and he stepped forward to take her hand and walked forward.

Mu Ling muttered: "I just feel that I have wasted this large piece of bamboo forest, even this stone road has no intention at all, it is better to wait until the heavy snow comes, keep this piece of bamboo forest to dig winter bamboo shoots and eat." ”

"That's a good idea." Liang Chu nodded, and he didn't know how much he agreed.

The two of them only rowed out with Mu Ling, asked the secret guard with them to find Mu Qing, and the three of them returned to the palace together.

Mu Ling felt that he was extremely tired this day, and there was only a family banquet in the evening, but he couldn't relax.

Mu Qing didn't know where to visit, he talked non-stop all the way, and wanted to follow Mu Ling to the palace, but was blocked by Liang Chu: "I have something to say to Ah Ling, you go back and prepare to bathe and change clothes, so you can attend the family banquet in the evening." ”

"Brother Emperor hasn't said enough about Concubine Shu today?" Mu Qing winked at Mu Ling with a wicked smile, but Mu Ling didn't see it.

Liang Chu took a folding fan and knocked her: "Before I leave the pavilion, my mind is full of such thoughts, and I should really ask the queen mother to take a good look at a family affair for you another day." ”

Mu Qing's face immediately darkened: "Brother Emperor, you can spare me, I'll go back and change my clothes." ”

After saying that, he ran away without a trace.

Liang Chu didn't care about this, and simply pulled Mu Ling to Chengqian Palace.

He really needs to ask about today's events.