Chapter 8: The Leader
According to such a method of shaking light, coupled with the bandit spirit on her body, I don't know if I really thought she was here to smash the field.
The shopkeeper only hesitated for a moment, and then wrote it down.
Those who come to them are guests. What's more, the clothes worn by these two people are either rich or expensive, presumably from a rich family.
"The ninth princess is really ...... Interesting. Mo Liyan, who was sitting opposite the shaking light, lowered the word interesting and said.
Shaking his eyes, he smiled, "What? Do the three princes know which tea is the best? β
"Liyan is the first time to come, how do you know?"
"Isn't that it. The third prince, you are here for the first time, and it is also the first time for you to shake the light. I don't know which flavor of tea is delicious, don't you try them one by one? "Shake the light leaned back in the chair, scattered." The third prince, you are also from the royal family, what are you doing so stingy? β
Stingy? Mo Liyan wanted to laugh a little, "The ninth princess doesn't know, my father taught us three brothers since we were young, to love the people and pity the people, and not to spoil the people's food at will." Therefore, just now the ninth princess ordered so much tea at one time, which was a bit extravagant for Liyan, who had never seen it before. β
The air stiffened suddenly, and Mo Liyan had a smile on the corner of his mouth, not disturbed by the stiff air. And the other one that was not disturbed was the shaking light. At this moment, she looked at the old man who had just left on the high platform and smiled, "Princess Ben didn't say that she ordered so much tea to eat by herself, how could the third prince think so?" β
"Did the third prince see it?" Shaking the light signaled Mo Liyan to look down, and on the high platform, the desk and the four treasures of the study had been arranged.
An elderly man walked behind the desk. Glancing around, grinding ink, lifting the pen, an autumn character appeared on the page, the ink was dense and atmospheric.
Shaoguang thought that she should have found someone who inscribed for Juxian Tower.
"Ninth Princess, what do you mean?" Mo Li was puzzled.
"It's normal for the three princes not to know." Shaking the light took his gaze back, "There will be a gathering between scholars in Juxian Mansion every three months. On the day of this day, the people would draw lots and decide to send two people out and invite a random person from the door, whether he was a commoner or a rich man, a woman, or a child, and they would come up with a random topic, and the people would write poems and poems according to that topic. β
"Then everyone will evaluate a convincing work, not only can it be famous among the scholars, but Juxianlou will also be responsible for all the food, clothing, housing and transportation when he is rushing to take the exam."
When I returned to the capital for a month, I couldn't never know nothing. "It's a coincidence that the three princes came, just in time for this trian-month gathering. β
"Third prince, look, the topic has come out."
Immediately afterwards, the old man who had just written glanced at everyone and said, "The topic of this immortal gathering meeting is autumn. Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to write. β
On the first floor, dozens of tables have been set up, on which pen, ink, paper, and inkstones are lined up one after another.
The scholars who had been sitting in the cubicle before were now gathered around the dozen or so tables, waiting for someone to come forward and write their works.
The same is true on the second floor, where everyone is already gathered around the railing, craned their necks and looks down, not knowing who will be able to win the throne today.
Xiao Er passed through the crowd and brought the tea up, which happened to fill the entire table.
"Third prince, choose a cup." Shaking Light pointed to the tea ceremony that had just been served.
Mo Liyan didn't know what he was going to do, so he only chose the cup closest to him. Seeing that Mo Liyan finished choosing, Shaoguang also took a copy and brought it to his lips, and paused, "Lu Su, you can help Princess Ben give all the rest of the tea to these readersββγ Suddenly, Shaoguang seemed to see something, his eyes became dark, and there was a little smile on the corner of his mouth, "Just say, Xie Qiyuan invites everyone to drink tea, what is the reason, you can make it up yourself." By the way, I will go and talk to the store again, one per person, the princess will pay, and Xie Qiyuan will treat you. β
Sensing that Xie Qiyuan was looking in his direction, he shook his eyes and blinked, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
They are really fateful, they were separated in a small teahouse just now, and this time they met in a big teahouse. If this Xie Qiyuan didn't be her person, I would be so sorry for this fate.
Xie Qiyuan was stunned for a moment when he saw Shaoguang, he didn't expect to meet this inexplicable princess here. Then he turned his gaze to the bottom, and the competition was in full swing at the moment, and many people had already written works.
"Ninth Princess, who is this Xie Qiyuan?" Mo Liyan turned his back to Xie Qiyuan and didn't see him, so he asked curiously.
"The man of the world." Shaoguang didn't hesitate at all, and said frankly, "It's the kind of woman who wants to snatch back to be a husband." β
"Oh? Is the same true for the Nine Princesses? β
Shake Light's smile deepened, "Of course." β
When Xie Qiyuan knew that he had just invited a guest, he subconsciously thought of the smile that had just shaken the light that meant something to him. I don't know why, he always thinks it's a good thing done by that woman.
When everyone heard that this was the tea invited by Xie Qiyuan, they were so excited that some even ate a few pieces of tea.
Who is Xie Qiyuan? Since the establishment of this Juxian Building, the only one of the four leaders.
Sixteen-year-old Xie Qiyuan came with his friends, young and energetic, and wrote a poem with ink, and everyone was amazed, it was the first time Xie Qiyuan was revealed to be famous in front of everyone. In the next nine months, Xie Qiyuan would come to every immortal gathering, and after winning the leader, he would leave. When everyone thought that he could continue to get the fifth leader, this Xie Qiyuan did not participate in it for some reason. Some people are red-eyed, but even so, no one can stop the scholars from pursuing Xie Qiyuan.
Scholars have always been proud, and only when they meet people who are more talented than themselves will they let go of the pride in their hearts, although Xie Qiyuan is not old, but they make them convinced.
Later, when I learned that he was the son-in-law of the prime minister who was known as a virtuous prime minister in the dynasty, I said that the prime minister taught his son well.
And now, what an honor it is for them to be able to eat the tea given to them by Xie Qiyuan.
The Prime Minister already made them admire, and his sister-in-law also made them admire.
"Shakubuchi, why didn't I know you would still ask for tea?" A person beside Xie Qiyuan put his hand on his shoulder and laughed, "Let me guess, is it a woman who admires him who did it?" β
Xie Qiyuan's thoughts drifted away, and he remembered the female bandit who was talking in the teahouse about marrying herself, and the tips of her ears were slightly red. He reprimanded, "Don't talk nonsense! β
And the female bandit was sitting opposite him now, and Xie Qiyuan was a little at a loss.
Most of the women he met in the past were shy and timid, and even if they had affection, they rarely said it.
The female bandit, just said it so aggressively, she couldn't tell whether what she said was true or false. It's sad!
"Then tell me, who asked for this tea in your name?" The man next to him didn't want to let go of Xie Qiyuan, besides, he finally returned to the capital, how could he not leave without looking at this person's jokes? "Let me guess, it's the daughter of the imperial history? The pearl of Shangshu's palm? Or is it the unruly little group leader? β
"Neither."
"You think you know who this man is. Tell me I'm going to a visit. β
Xie Qiyuan squinted his eyes and smiled gently, "What would happen if Uncle Wu knew that you were back?" β
The man's face turned pale, as if he was a little afraid of the person Xie Qiyuan said, so he hurriedly pleaded, "Brother Xie, don't tell my father, I promise never to see your jokes again, never to laugh at you again, for the sake of us growing up together, you can let me go." β
Wu Zhezhi was sad, his father knew that he was coming back, and he would definitely arrest him and go back to read books to gain fame, obviously his father was a military general, but he wanted him to take a champion, isn't it good to kill the enemy for the country on the battlefield? Why do you want to argue with those officials who spit on the stars above the court?
When Xie Qiyuan went to see the shaking light again, he was tightly blocked by the crowd. I was a little disappointed in my heart, "Look at your performance." β
Wu Zhizhi's mournful face did not slow down in the slightest, and he knew that Xie Qiyuan would not let him go! This dead fox!
Speaking of being cheated by Xie Qiyuan, Wu Zhizhi can write a thick book, he still remembers that the two of them stole Aunt Wang's chicken next door together, and when Aunt Wang came to the door, he told him that his father was the one who stole Aunt Wang's chicken.
He was beaten by his father and lay in bed for half a month before getting out of bed.
It's just that his father has always been very satisfied with Xie Qiyuan's pretentious appearance, and he trusts Xie Qiyuan's words very much. Obviously, he is his own son.
How dark this man's heart is, he knew it years ago. I don't know which girl will be able to restrain him in the future, and he will bully himself all day long.
There were exclamations from the crowd below, and it was clear that some exquisite work had already been produced.
Everyone hurriedly stretched their necks to look, and someone had already read it.
With only a few numbers, the words are so exquisitely composed. After reading it, the whole teahouse fell silent.
Wonderful! Wonderful! There was excitement on everyone's faces, and the leader this time was probably this person!
"Huh? Ruler abyss. Wu Zhizhi looked at the figure standing there with his hands in his hands below, and was surprised, "Isn't this your cousin?" What's the thanks? β
Wu Zhizhi saw it, and Xie Qiyuan also saw it. "Xie Mo."
Xie Qiyuan's face was faint, Wu Zhizhi couldn't see the anger on his face, and he didn't dare to speak at the moment, for fear of touching something. As far as he knew, Xie Qiyuan did not have a good relationship with his cousin.
I don't know what Xie Qiyuan thinks in his heart at this moment.
The host was very excited, "Is there anyone else?" If there is no one, this little brother will be the leader this time! β