"This is the most young and talented Master Jimo in the Hao Heavenly Kingdom today and the old master Zhou Zong of the current dynasty." Some guests whispered.

"This is the legendary Peerless Son?" Kong Jian, the huge rich man in the city, looked at Jimo Qinghe and was very satisfied, but the woman who followed him secretly glanced at it and blushed.

"I heard that Lord Jimo has not yet been married, and I think Miss Shiqian has both talent and affection, and her appearance is outstanding, but she is a good match." The good deeds who deliberately stammered Kong Thorn looked at Kong Thorn's expression, and immediately guessed that Kong Thorn wanted to tie his daughter with this Jimo Qinghe.

Kong Jian was very comfortable when he heard the compliments, and immediately asked Shi Qian and the others to behave well, so that this peerless son would look at her differently.

"Master Wang, Master Jimo, why did you come!"

When everyone didn't dare to come forward to talk, Futu came out of the crowd and laughed loudly.

"Lord Fortu is also here, there are so many people here, I can't even see it, I'm really sorry." Zhou Zong said with a smile.

"It's rude." Jimo Qinghe is still the ethereal appearance of the past.

Futu lifted Jimo Qinghe's shoulder and took a step forward as if unintentionally.

"You're so kind! Lord Song and Master Li are here, this person is really lively today! ”

Everyone also laughed, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively. Futu took advantage of the time to whisper quickly.

"The eldest princess asked me to tell the two of you that tonight is afraid of change, take care of yourself, don't fight."

A cold light flashed in Jimo Qinghe's eyes, Zhou Zong was stunned for a moment, and before he could say anything, Kang Hao walked in from the porch with two servants.

"What are you talking about so happily, let me listen to it."

Futu suddenly smiled.

"Kang Daren's birthday today, naturally he is talking about what good program the adult has prepared for us today?"

Kang Hao looked very happy.

"Today, I invited the most famous pianist in the royal capital, Zhao Wen and the dancing Ji Yuanshui."

"Zhao Wen Yuanshui? That's the biggest signboard of Ruilian Hall, and Lord Kang is so good! There were compliments in the crowd, and Kang Hao was even more proud.

"The two of them are preparing in the background, everyone should be restless, drink tea and drink and eat refreshments, today is the next birthday, there are no taboos." Kang Hao said with a smile.

"Since it is said that there are no taboos, then I really have no taboos." Feng Ke, the owner of Ruoshui Winery, the largest winery in Haotian, said.

As he spoke, he pulled out the girl who was hiding behind him.

"This is the youngest daughter Feng Yao, nineteen years old, who has just learned some superficial poetry, calligraphy and painting, and brings it to you for appreciation, which can be regarded as a boost to Lord Kang."

As he spoke, he peeked at Jimo Qinghe, who was still as calm and calm as he had at the beginning, and he didn't see a trace of interest or unintention, he just felt like a mirror, and he couldn't reflect the waves.

Kang Hao was even more happy to see someone come to perform to help, and immediately asked someone to move out of the four treasures of the study, this girl named Feng Yao is not a person who does not know how to write and ink, the words written are beautiful and clear, and the poems are also quite poetic, everyone onlookers have appreciated, and Feng Ke also looked at Jimo Qinghe when he was proud.

"What does Master Jimo think of the word little girl?"

Jimo Qing and Ben were talking to Wang Shi, and when they heard this, they glanced at it.

"Cultivating sentiments, not bad."

Feng Ke was ecstatic when he heard this, and thought that Jimo Qinghe was quite sure of his daughter's calligraphy and painting, but he didn't know that Jimo Qinghe, a scholar like him, said that the cultivation of sentiment was good, which meant that it could only be used to cultivate sentiment, and it was difficult to enter the hall of elegance.

Kong Jian was very unhappy to see Feng Ke get Jimo Qinghe Yiyan with his daughter's calligraphy, Kong Shiqian next to him thought that with his appearance, he would also make people look up here, but he didn't expect a Feng Yao to appear, and he was so angry that he frowned, and he forgot to hide his eldest lady's temperament.

"Hahaha Since Brother Feng is so Yaxing, my daughter Shiqian has been practicing the piano since she was a child, and she is also willing to play for everyone, so as to touch the joy of this birthday banquet." Kong Thorn said.

The onlookers are naturally the most interesting to watch, and many people shouted at the moment.

Kong Shiqian was wearing a light gauze red dress, her figure was swaying, she was holding the piano on stage with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her beautiful face and the style when she looked back made many young people of the same age in the audience crispy half of their bones.

The sound of the piano sounded, "Zidu ......" that is, Mo Qinghe raised his head and looked at the stage, he had heard it once in Ruilian Hall, and now he listened to it again, but it was missing the meaning of the iron bones, and then looked at this girl, dressed in red yarn, but it was far less than the scorching elegance of the person standing alone on the city wall in his memory.

This is all done by the Rising Sun students in the battle for the salary, so it sounds very ugly, thinking of this, that is, Mo Qing and the observable frowned.

Jimo Qinghe was not in much of a mood, but Kong Jian didn't notice it, and only saw Lord Jimo looking at his daughter, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

"The little girl is not talented, and she is ugly." After finishing the song, Kong Shiqian stood up and bowed, and glanced at Jimo Qinghe with her eyes.

It's a pity that Jimo Qinghe just didn't see the expression, and stood there calmly.

With Feng Yao and Kong Shiqian's performances on stage, the marquis of the big families who came also gathered their daughters to perform on stage, and for a while, the crowd competed for beauty, so it was not lively.

"Lord Jimo, it seems that you are really the number one fragrant bun in this Haotian King City today." Futu took advantage of the crowd to sneak up on Jimo Qinghe and quipped.

Jimo Qinghe just lowered his head and smiled lightly, but did not speak.