Ye Menghan was seriously ill, and he lost a lot of weight. Qiaoyue still has some baby fat cheeks, and when Juyue arrives, she suddenly retreats cleanly, showing some girlish appearance.

Qiao'er looked at her eyes that could cut autumn water in the bronze mirror, and changed her hand to comb her hair in a bun. and tied a silver thread around Mei's hair ornament at the end of Xiao.

"Why don't you comb your bun today?"

In the past, she always combed that, tied her buns on her head and inserted some jade bead hairpins, which was convenient and beautiful.

"Miss, that's just a child's comb. Now we're going to be adults! ”

She has to remind the young lady all the time that in this yard now, there is no room for the young lady to live any innocent days.

Ye Menghan fell silent when he heard her say this. I rummaged through the makeup box and took out a pair of simple pearl pendants.

"Bring this for me, too."

Qiao'er took the earrings, looked at the pair of beads in her hands and showed some faint fluorescence, and smiled back.

"It's still a young lady with a good eye, this bun is the most suitable for this pair of pearl pendants."

Women in the Tianxing Dynasty have always loved to wear earrings. If a daughter is born in the family, the mother will often prepare a set of pendants from the time she is pregnant. When they think that their daughters are old and that they are no longer children, they will tie the pendants that have been prepared for them with their own hands.

This indicates that she has escaped the childish years of her childhood and is ready to grow up. Therefore, Tianxing women only have children's ears empty.

The earlobes sank, and the pair of pearl pendants were put on. Her mother went so early, and the things left for her were also divided up by the Zhao family. Is this pearl pendant swaying slightly the same as the one that my mother prepared with herself? Unfortunately, she will never be seen again.

Ye Menghan got up and stepped out of the door, looking at the plantain grapes in his small courtyard, they were still full of wild interest, as if nothing had changed.

"That day, I heard Mama Gui and the second sister say that the Juyue ladies have a poetry club."

She looked down and muttered to herself, but Qiao'er knew she was asking her. Hurriedly took the cloak from the house and put it on for her, and replied

"Juyue is the time when the early chrysanthemum opens, and there must be a poetry club."

"I heard them say that day, it seems that it is just one or two days, you go to inquire and we will join in the fun."

She fiddled with the plantains in her yard. She wanted to see what the poetry meeting that made her second sister so addicted to it was like? Qiao'er is reasonable, if she wants to find a way out for herself, then she will also go to these troublesome gatherings.

In the Laurel Courtyard, even though Ye's father told his daughter to move around less recently. Ye Mengyan still paid silver from her mother and dressed up. The Ju Autumn Party is the biggest poetry meeting in Juyue, how can she not go.

What's more, not only will they and women go to this chrysanthemum autumn party, but even the talented people in this Bianjing city will come to compete. Although they hold separate meetings with each other, as long as they are outstanding in writing and take the lead, they are known on both sides.

It can be said that in a year, the grandest gathering of talented people and talented women in Bianjing City belongs to this chrysanthemum autumn party. Yes, Ye Mengyan prepared the carriage very early, and almost didn't sleep all night excitedly. As soon as the sun rose the next day, he carefully dressed himself and went out.

But as soon as she left the house, she saw two people standing next to the coachman Lao Zhou. It was Ye Menghan and her maid Qiao'er.

"What is my sister doing standing next to my car? It's still so early, so let's go back and get some sleep. ”

She said sweetly, but unceremoniously stunned Ye Menghan to the side. Today is her big day, and she doesn't want to delay her efforts because of any unexpected situation.

"Is my sister going to the poetry club, I've been waiting for a long time."

Ye Menghan said respectfully.

Ye Mengyan was taken aback by her words. Why is she going too? Isn't she always going to this kind of poetry meeting!

Recently, Father Ye saw that she was so good that he forgot to support Mama Gui when he was too busy to take care of himself, and went to her to let her keep to herself. Ye Menghan! How dare she take advantage of her own loopholes!

Looking at her tidying up, I'm afraid she has already made a plan. It's just that if she doesn't let her go, she won't be able to go to her father's place.

Ye Mengyan snorted coldly and glanced at her fiercely from head to toe. It's just a little kid playing with mud, so it's good to go. Just to make a stepping stone for her.

"Since my sister is also going to the poetry club, why don't you come up soon, if you miss the time, do you blame you for not knowing the etiquette, or blame me for not setting an example?"

The coachman Lao Zhou lifted the curtain for her, and Ye Mengyan didn't wait for her to answer, and let Yu Gui'er help her to sit in. Ye Menghan saw that Ye Mengyan had already gotten into the car, so he asked Qiao'er to help him into the carriage.

This year, the chrysanthemum autumn party was held in the private property of the Three Princes' Garden. Because it is the prince's mansion, although it is far away in the outer city, the garden is hundreds of hectares large. Even if the talented men and women gather separately, they can each get a lot of places.

The men are concentrated in the front half of the mansion, while the women are placed in the second half. There is a bamboo forest corridor in the middle, which not only ensures the reputation of the girls, but also attaches to the elegance.

The talented people entered from the front door of Bangchen Garden with invitations, and they wore scarves and crowns one by one. If it is said that the ladies participate in the poetry meeting in order to get a talented woman name at the poetry meeting, and prepare for marrying a good family in the future. These talented people participated in the rally in order to be good at literature, to get into the eyes of these princes and grandchildren, and to sell their literary and martial arts to the emperor's family.

Therefore, Ye Menghuai is naturally indispensable at this chrysanthemum autumn meeting. It's just that unlike the others, he sat alone in the lake pavilion after handing over the post and walking in the door. I don't look at the blooming pots of early chrysanthemums, nor do I fight poetry and talk with those talents.

This puzzling action attracted the attention of the four princes who had been observing everyone in the poetry meeting.

"Third brother, what do you think he is doing sitting there?"

The fourth prince stared at Ye Menghuai and turned his head to ask his brother.

"I want to stay up until the end of the poetry meeting."

The third prince came for the beauty today, but he was tricked into the courtyard by the eldest brother. Only then did I know that the ladies were all in the courtyard behind the bamboo forest, and they were still 108,000 miles away.

"I feel like he's waiting for me."

The fourth prince, Jian Ze, stared at Ye Menghuai's back and said

"Waiting for you? Fourth brother, do you know him? ”

The third prince Jianlian stretched out his head to take a good look at this back. Why didn't he have any impression at all, who was this person?

"I don't know, but I'll know soon."

Jian Ze had a faint feeling that this person was the advisor he had been waiting for. This feeling made him tremble with excitement, and he no longer ignored the stupid brother behind him, and strode towards the Huxin Pavilion.

As he was about to reach the pavilion, he stopped again and fetched pen and paper from the tables that were everywhere.

Ye Menghuai was sitting alone in the pavilion when he suddenly saw a hand stretched out towards him. The man was a tall man, with a jade wrench and a stack of notes in his hand.

"Is this son willing to fight with Zaixia?"

The man said to Ye Menghuai, and Ye Menghuai glanced at him and replied

"There are countless people who are willing to fight poetry with Your Excellency, why does Your Excellency have to come to this Lake Pavilion to fight with me as an idler?"

His words were full of rejection, and Jian Ze was not angry. Instead, he said with a smile

"Naturally, I have a reason. It's just that the son came to appreciate the chrysanthemum autumn party, neither appreciated the fine products in the hundred pots of chrysanthemums, nor did he want to fight poetry with others. I only spend time in this lake pavilion, but why? ”

Jianze has a natural crush on him. His instincts told him that this man would be able to help him achieve great things!

"Naturally, I have my reasons. But why did Your Excellency come to this Lake Pavilion to ask me questions? ”

Ye Menghuai looked at him. This man is well-dressed and talks extraordinary. Even though the tone of speech is already very humble, it still gives people the feeling of being in a position for a long time. In this chrysanthemum autumn party, all the talents competed around those pots of chrysanthemums. Only this person has the leisure to find himself sitting alone in the Lake Pavilion. Is he the one he is looking for?

The two looked at each other speechlessly, each trying to get the answer they wanted from the other's eyes. Jian Ze laughed and took the lead in speaking, and he pushed the paper to Ye Menghuai's hand again.

"You're funny! Since we all have our own reasons for not being able to say, why don't we play a game together? You and I write down the reasons on a piece of paper together, and we exchange them with each other. Let's see if we can solve the puzzle in our respective minds. ”

The paper rubbed against Ye Menghuai's little finger, causing him to itch in his heart. He picked up the note, looked at the other party's bright eyes, and slowly replied.

"It's fine."

Both of them took a pen and paper and wrote on the paper. In the huge Bangchen Garden, everyone is appreciating chrysanthemums and tasting chrysanthemums, and commenting on poems. Only this small pavilion in the middle of the lake, except for the sound of the breeze blowing on the face, only the sound of the brush rubbing the paper.

Both of them write quickly, writing calmly as if the answer was already known.

"Childe has it written?"

Jian Ze clasped the paper in his hand and pushed it towards him.

"Naturally, it's written."

Ye Menghuai also pushed his own one to him according to his movements.

Two thin sheets of paper passed between the two, each hoping for the answer, satisfying them.

Jianze unfolded the paper, and there were only two short words on it: "fishing". Ye Menghuai also unfolded the paper, and there were only two words on it: "Confidant." ”

"Childe has no fishing gear and doesn't see how to move, how can he fish?"

Although Jian Ze asked, the smile on his face already showed that he already knew the answer to this question.

"It was Jiang Taigong who took the bait."

Ye Menghuai replied.

"Then this king can satisfy the childe?"

Jian Ze asked with a smile again

"Ye Menghuai, the eldest son of the Ye Cha family, is willing to be the prince's confidant."

Ye Menghuai got up and bowed to the fourth prince Jianze

"Oh? You've already guessed my identity? ”

Jian Ze became more and more sure in his heart that this person was the confidant and talent he was looking for.

can win himself over so freely in the mansion of the three princes, except for the crown prince, there is only the fourth prince who is good friends with the third prince. Now that the prince has just been implicated in Fang Yinghai's incident, he naturally has no intention of participating in the autumn meeting. In this way, the answer is obvious, what else can't he guess?

"Those who can recognize people and be good at their duties, and dare to be the king of Wen. When today's prosperity is only His Royal Highness! ”

Now that he has chosen a new master, Ye Menghuai did not hesitate to compliment a few words. After all, he and King Ling still have a long way to go in the future.

Seeing that he was so smart, Wang Jianze felt that he really didn't see the wrong person. This time, the autumn meeting finally found the advisor he had been looking for. He called the servants in the courtyard to pour a glass of wine for Ye Menghuai and said to him

"I am willing to be the king of Wen, and you are willing to be the prince. From now on, you and I are both brothers and confidants! ”