Instantly, all eyes turned to the person who answered the verse.

I saw that a wooden hairpin held the bun of the visitor, a few strands of hair hung down on the temples, the skin was fair and not like a living person, and a pair of eyes were deep and quiet like an ancient well, which made people unable to see through. Who else could there be if it wasn't Jiang Xiaolou?

Although this poem is not as good as Chen Wenyu's, it can at least be handled, not to mention this courage! Just when everyone was confused.

When Chen Sui saw that it was Xiaolou, he immediately got up and said, "Your Excellency is very happy to be invited today. ”

"I will give you an introduction, this talented man is the son of Da Sikong, the son of Jiang Yugong"

The son present is not stupid, since he is the person introduced by Chen Wenyu, the first son in the world, there must be something special about him, so he got up one after another and said:

"Xiao Qing, the sixth son of the Lanling Xiao family"

"Langya Wang's Wang Huayi"

"Don't blame the abruptness below," Jiang Xiaolou replied.

Jiang Xiaolou walked towards Chen Sui, she didn't know anyone present, so she had to go next to Chen Sui, who she knew.

"Xiaolou, please take a seat"

It is suitable for the waiter to spread out the straw mat, Jiang Xiaolou sat on the right side of Chen Sui, and he could see Chen Sui's side face when he turned his head slightly.

Finally decided to use him, and she finally made this choice.

From this moment on, she Jiang Xiaolou will never recover.

Chen Sui turned his head and found Jiang Xiaolou looking at him meaningfully, he pursed his lips and smiled: "Your Excellency has already seen you, why do you look sideways?" ”

"The son's face is in full bloom, which makes people dare not face it."

Chen Sui smiled, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars, and said, "Oh? Is it? But why do I think Xiaolou's face is more pleasing to the Jinling girl? On other days, Xiaolou and I walked on Jinling Avenue, and we must have received more silk flowers than me. ”

Speaking of this, Chen Xuan pursed his lips as if he remembered something.

The folk customs of the Great Zhou Kingdom were open, and the Great Zhou Kyoto Jinling was even more so. When the Da Zhou girl meets her favorite Langjun, she will give him her personal belongings, and it is popular to send silk flowers. Chen Sui will never forget going out yesterday, and the silk flowers became thrown silk flowers after receiving them, and when he returned home in disheveled clothes, he was carrying a full ox cart.

This matter was ridiculed by King Jing for a full month.

It's really embarrassing.

Jiang Xiaolou naturally didn't know what Chen Sui was thinking, she thought that Chen Sui was just happy because she went to the appointment today.

Another wine cup went down the river from a high place, and came to a young man with a folding fan, in the early spring weather, Jiang Xiaolou wore three floors and didn't feel hot, and the young man opened the fan and fanned it. If Jiang Xiaolou remembers correctly, this is Xiao Qingba.

Xiao Qingxu slapped twice, put away the folding fan and knocked on his head, and said, "Hanmei is the most hateful, and it is often used as last year's flower." ”

The first word is the last word that Jiang Xiaolou just chanted, and he replied, it seems that he can only think of this sentence.

The head of the Great Thursday family, the Yingchuan Chen family, the Jinling Jiang family and the Langya Wang family, are on par with each other, compared with the first three, the strength of the Lanling Xiao family is much weaker, and in recent years, no one has entered the office, but it looks like it is indisputable.

Xiao Qing is also ordinary, dressed in a low-key gray coat, holding a folding fan is an ordinary fan with black bones and white face, and when the fan is opened, you can see the inscription on it: Tongchen.

With the dust and the dust, with its light, with its dust, like or also. As the name suggests, don't show the edge, go with the flow.

Jiang Xiaolou bowed his head.

It seems that this Xiao Qing is not as simple as it seems.

The wine cup flowed down the water again, but it swirled in front of Chen Sui and Jiang Xiaolou, and I don't know who stepped forward to compose a poem. At this moment, Chen Xuan gently flicked the wine cup with his hand, and the wine cup stopped in front of Jiang Xiaolou, and he showed a triumphant smile.

Jiang Xiaolou knew that Chen Wenyu, the first son in the world, couldn't even answer such an ordinary word as this flower! That Chen Xuan's move was just to let her gradually show her edge, and Xiaohe showed her sharp corners.

Jiang Xiaolou thought for a moment, followed Xiao Qing's poems, and said: "A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone has no blind date." ”

At this point, Chen Sui looked at Jiang Xiaolou's more and more familiar appearance, and smiled.

It's just that this time it's not just a smile of triumph.