There is no official matter in the seal, Shen Zetang was invited by the foreign official to return to Beijing, and came to the Jiaofang Division to listen to the music and chat, how do you think that before going to the corridor, it happened that Xu Bingyong and Qin Yanzhao also came here to have fun, and hurriedly made a salute and greeted each other, Xu Bingyong casually swept the crowd, and took the lead in front with his back hand, and said lightly: "Changqing you will come together." ”

Everyone thanked him and walked forward, Shen Zetang gradually fell behind, Qin Yanzhao smiled lightly, and slowly walked to his side: "I didn't know that Shen Ge Lao was also a frequent visitor here." ”

Shen Zetang smiled: "There are many things you don't know. ”

Qin Yanzhao shook his head: "It's okay, there will always be a day when Shen Ge Lao Ken will say it, and the lower officials are willing to hear about it." ”

Shen Zetang frowned slightly, the meaning in his words was very deep, he secretly weighed it but his joy and anger were invisible, and he pursed his lips without saying a word.

The officials had to fly the newspaper early, and ushered in the smiling ushered in the courtyard of Wang Meier, into the bright room, only to feel warm as spring, the fragrance of flowers was lush, the big kang near the window was paved with a cluster of new lions rolling hydrangea flowers inlaid with gold silk blankets, set up a backrest pillow, a red sandalwood hollow flower kang table, the kang along the east and west sides of a slip of six Nanmu water mill chairs, between the chairs placed lotus-shaped incense table, other ornaments will not be repeated.

Xu Bingyong and Qin Yanzhao were familiar with each other, and sat down at both ends of the table on the kang road, and the other officials were shocked in their hearts, if they talked about seniority, how could it be Qin Yanzhao's turn to sit on the kang, but Xu Bingyong did not say a word, obviously acquiescing.

Shen Zetang looked meaningless, and sat on the first chair on the east side of the kang, and the others sat down separately, and the maid brought boiling fragrant tea and various cakes and fruits.

Xu Bingyong took a sip of tea and asked, "Why is Wang Meier missing?" “

The official replied with a smile: "In the past few days, foreign officials have returned to Beijing a lot, yesterday she accompanied the lively to the fourth watch to rest, Xu Ge only got up when he was old, he was dressing up, and he needed patience to wait for another half an hour." “

Xu Bingyong bowed his head and said: "It's okay, you let the musician who plucks the instrument come, and then find a voice to sing the song first." “

The official received the order to retreat, and it was necessary to work hard, a few people who plucked the instrument knelt on the ground and kowtowed to see the salute, sat in the corner of the wall, the maid lifted the curtain to help a woman in, the eyebrows frowned on the spring mountain, the eyes were horizontal, the temples were like a crow, the waist was curled, and she was also a charming character, the official said that she was two months ago, the daughter of Gu Zuo, the right attendant of the household department who was confiscated, and she was not yet in time, but she was good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her voice was Xiao Guan, and the singing was very moving.

Shen Zetang raised his eyes, and then calmly converged his gaze, took the cup and ate tea slowly, listened to her guttural voice, and sang "Gui Zhi'er": Reading little Confucian pretty girl meets the hook column, (put) the eyes are opened, reading little Confucian looks, hands and feet are busy, if it is not for the little feet (just think) fairy, the same father and mother raised, give birth to this delicate mother, hook away my soul, go home and dislike everything, see my wife and children sewing rags, (unconsciously) angry hair to the crown, what to make, what to sew, please (you) yellow-faced woman, black is not black, rough is not rough, I am blind.

When everyone heard this, their faces were feverish, and they didn't know whether to praise or not, so the official stepped forward to beat her, gritted his teeth and said, "How can you sing this composition to disturb the interest of the officials." The woman just covered her cheeks and said nothing, the official squinted at Xu Bingyong, and ate a piece of sweet cake, without meaning to stop it, so he chased and hit him a few times.

"What is this doing for the New Year?!" Wang Mei'er just came in, stunned and smiled: "The newcomers are always angry, and it will be smooth when you grind here." Let the slave family sing a song again to cheer up the official. “

The official dragged the woman out of the room, Xu Bingyong saw Wang Meier's face softened, beckoned her to sit next to him on the edge of the kang, and said with a slight smile: "You don't have a few songs to listen to here, and they are very filthy." He flashed his finger at Shen Zetang, Qin Yanzhao and the others: "These are all lyricists, songs, and songs, so you might as well make up a few songs for you to sing today." ”

His eyes swept over the crowd again, and he continued: "I know that you can't pull your face, the literati are sour and arrogant, I will be the first to take the lead, and the right to throw bricks and lead the jade." ”

The official hurriedly summoned the pen, and Xu Bingyong sighed for a while and spoke: "Life is like a divergent road in the north and south, and the world is scattered like a wind." Flick your fingers to the peach blossoms back to the old dream, swallow time, cuckoo township, all thoughts become empty illusions. A glass of turbid wine is nostalgic for the present and the past, the wind and snow window, the melancholy past, the wealth and fame, the jade hall golden horse, the purple fence hut, always sad. “

When the words fell, everyone praised endlessly, Wang Meier held the pot and poured wine, Xu Bingyong secretly felt meaningful, pinched the cup and drank it all, and then looked at Shen Zetang: "Changqing is literary and elegant, and you will do it." “

Shen Zetang knew that he couldn't refuse, so he casually said: "Life is like a divergent road from north to south, and the charm of immortals also has to be done by mortals." Hundreds of generations rise and fall in the twilight, and the river wind blows down the former trees. Niu Dou Phaeton is full of spirit, and he is in a good mood, and he always abandons the streamer. Top Gun is embraced, and Huashuang dyes his sideburns into a joke. The crowd was also full of praise.

Then there is Qin Yanzhao, his back is a little wet and sticky, and the charcoal fire in the room is too prosperous, so he thinks about it again and again: "Life is like a divergent road in the north and south, it is not early to meet Yutang, the market is full of wine, Xu Kai is drunk, and his ambition is unpredictable." Guanshan Ancient Road, a song of parting, unbearable to look back, two hearts, leaning on the building to illuminate the moon on the same night. “

Xu Bingyong glanced at him, didn't say much, ordered the musician to compose the music immediately, half burnt incense kung fu, the strings were plucked and played, the beautiful sound lingered, and the three words were secretly distinguished.

Qin Yanzhao took a sip of wine, and his heart was difficult to express.

At this time, Xu Bingyong's guards hurriedly entered the room, whispered in his ear, he heard the thick eyebrows frowning, put on his shoes and went off the kang, and only said that there was something to go back to the house.

Shen Zetang and others left here one after another.

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Shen Zetang and his entourage went to the study, and when they passed by Qitong Courtyard, they saw a lot of maids and wives in front of the black throttle from a distance, chattering, I don't know what they were doing...... He paused and walked over.

When I got closer, I realized that it was ready to stick to the door god, Cuimei Cairong each took a "door god horse", a black face with thick hair, a white face and sparse beard, all armored, hanging arc sword, it is a colorful portrait of Qin Qiong and Jingde, which looks very solemn and mighty.

The mother-in-law brushed two layers of rice milk on the door, Tian Jiang happily took the "Qin Qiong" in Cuimei's hand, pinched the two corners and approached a door, stood on tiptoe and stretched her arms, and gestured to press the door, and it should be posted higher....... She's still short.

Suddenly, his waist was tightened by two big hands, and he was about to look back, but he heard a familiar and clear voice: "Don't move!" ”

Second Master Shen held her up steadily and sat on half of his shoulders: "That's enough!" ”

Tian Jiang heard the chuckle of the maid and the maid's mother-in-law, and Shen Huan whistled inexplicably, he couldn't help blushing, and put Qin Qiong in his hand on the left side upright, and then took the one in Cai Rong's hand and pasted it on the right.

Shen Erye put her down, stroked her belly without scarring the palm of his hand, and smiled in her ear: "It's heavier!" ”