On the east side of the third floor of Baoyue Building, there is a large flower hall, half of the building is empty, you can just see the hall on the next floor downstairs, the wide Huren blanket, in the downstairs with a fishy red sè, has a unique flavor.

There are distinguished guests in the building today, so this half of the flower hall was vacated, when entering the flower hall, the eyes of the second prince subconsciously looked at the door, and saw that two words were newly written on it with gold paint, and he couldn't help but be a little curious, what do these two words mean.

"Hongmon"

Fan Xian, as the master, greeted everyone into the hall with a calm smile, the flower hall was separated by a screen and a hanging velvet curtain, the heat was steaming, as soon as the big people entered the flower hall, they were taken off by the girls next to them, and only wore a single coat inside.

Enough is enough. There are all kinds of jīng tea and dim sum on the table, and the plates and dishes used are also good things in Jiangnan, and the wine is the best glass, and the wine is the most expensive liquor in the world, Wuliangye, which is served by the side...... The girls are all fragrant, gentle and silent.

The prince naturally sat in the most honorable position, he looked at Fan Xian and scolded with a smile: "That is, you have such a good enjoyment, look at the things here, they are all from the three major squares, and the palace is still counting on the exchange of silver, where do you dare to spend money like you." ”

Qing's national style is simple, and even the officials of the royal family have a little more self-restraint, which is not as extravagant as the Northern Qi court, and this banquet set up by Fan Xianjin is indeed a bit excessive. Everyone knows that now the inner library is under the control of Fan Xian, and there is naturally no problem in adjusting the degree, but it is not clear whether His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is saying this with a smile, whether he is secretly stabbing something.

Fan Xian's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "If you can enjoy it, you still have to hurry up and enjoy it." ”

Xue Qing naturally sat at the first table on the left hand side, he came to watch the play on his orders today, naturally he didn't care about anything, plus he had been in Jiangnan for a long time, it seemed that he was used to this kind of enjoyment, looking at the admiration of these big people in Beijing, he couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his lips, and laughed, thinking that it was not easy to live in Kyoto, but unfortunately the enjoyment was far less than that of Jiangnan.

At the beginning of the banquet, the girls were silent and speechless, and began to pour wine for the guests on the table, although they had undergone special training in the past two days, but when they opened their eyes, they saw so many big people in the Daqing Dynasty, and the girls' hearts were still a little nervous, and their ruddy lips were tightened.

The princes and officials on this site have all rolled in the Fengyue Field, but suddenly so many people gathered in one hall, it is really a bit overwhelming.

In fact, there are not many guests, about more than ten people, each of whom has a girl sitting next to him, and a person kneeling behind him, but the flower hall is a little full.

It was not someone else who served Fan Xian, it was the shopkeeper of Baoyue Building, Miss Sang Wensang.

On this occasion today, I am naturally embarrassed to drink three or four at the beginning, and the wine order is repeated, touching and touching the buttocks, especially Xue Qing and the two deputy envoys of the Privy Council are here, the young nobles are still a little self-conscious, and the scene is a little quiet and dull for a while, just talking about some idle jokes in the court, such as Scholar Shu was drunk on the snow street yesterday.

Anyway, Shu Wu xìng is sparse and doesn't care how the younger generations make fun of it.

No one dared to make jokes about these princes and Fan Xian, especially Fan Xian, everyone was still guessing what the real purpose of today's meal was.

In the midst of embarrassment, Xue Qing drank wine by himself, grabbed the little hand of the girl next to him and played with it, this adult suddenly got rid of the officialdom, and felt a little more like a middle-aged prodigal son.

The second prince took a shallow sip, looked at Fan Xian on the opposite side and smiled slightly, and said: "An Zhi, I haven't been to Baoyue Tower for a year, and I found that the girls in this building are much more beautiful than before. ”

............ The atmosphere in the venue was suddenly relaxed, Fan Xian and the second prince, there must be someone to start talking.

". Fan Xian scolded with a smile: "In today's battle, if you want this family to hold the moon building, I will wait for you, there is no such possibility...... I won't hide it from you, the thirteen girls in this building today are not only the women in my building, but the most famous women in Fanjing, I have invited them all...... Whether it's the flower boat of Liujing River or the teaching workshop, if you get out of this building tonight, if you can find another popular girl, I will lose. ”

Everyone was stunned, thinking that this was a big deal, not a matter of spending money, but in just one day, let the Fengyue Xing in Kyoto obediently confess their most famous girl, Fan Xian's prestige, it is really ...... Finger Cheng dù Ya...... Everyone looked sideways, only to see the girls next to them bowing their heads shyly, and after a careful look, everyone couldn't help but be happy, and recognized that this was someone on the Liujing River, and he was a certain lady in the teaching department, all of whom were old acquaintances.

Only the eyes of the second prince dimmed, it was ridiculous to say, among the dozen or so girls upstairs today, there were four girls who belonged to the Liujing River that the prince Hongcheng was responsible for before, but later Yuan Meng died in Jiangnan, Shi Qing'er turned to Fan Xian, and Li Hongcheng was grounded by King Jing...... He raised his head and glanced at Fan Xian from a distance, only to see that Fan Xian's face was calm, but there seemed to be a smile in his eyes, and he didn't know for a moment whether Fan Xian had figured out this little thing or had something else in mind.

The second prince smiled and said: "Baoyue Building is well managed, and it all depends on Miss Sang's ingenuity and discernment, so I will toast you a cup below." ”

After saying this, he raised the wine bottle in his hand and saluted Sang Wen beside Fan Xian from afar.

With his respect as a prince, claiming to be subordinate is also in line with his usual gentle style, and this is in the Fengyue Field, if you blindly talk about dignity and humility, it doesn't make sense, everyone doesn't care, they just care...... Why is this first cup to be paid tribute to Sangwen? Where is this place where Fan Xian, the owner of today's rì?

At this time, Sang Wen was leaning against Fan Xian's side, and sent a pillar of green tess to his lips, suddenly hearing this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and glanced back at Fan Xian.

Fan Xian smiled and nodded, Sang Wen stood up, bowed slightly to the second prince, drank the cup, did not wait for the second prince to say more, poured another cup, and invited His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the eldest prince who sat in the first place.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a little strange today, and he only cares about joking with the beautiful woman in his arms, who was coaxed by the prince of this country, and his whole body has already softened. The crown prince seemed very proud, and he didn't pay much attention to the turbulent dark waves of the second prince and Fan Xian at the banquet.

And the eldest prince had a drink with Sang Wen, but sighed.

The second prince's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "It's rare for friends to be present today, there must always be some fun programs, since Miss Sang became the shopkeeper of Baoyue Building, everyone in Kyoto has no such blessing, I don't know if I can ask Miss Sang Wen to sing a song." ”

Sang Wen smiled slightly, his gentle face calmed down, stood up, and was about to go to fetch the piano, but unexpectedly, his hand was pulled by Fan Xian.

Fan Xian took Sang Wen's hand, looked at the second prince quietly, and said, "Sang Wen doesn't sing now." ”

Sang Wen was stunned, thinking to herself, why should she make a banquet restless because of such a trivial matter? She has been a singer since she was a child, and she has long been used to singing at banquets, but she forgot for a while that Fan Xian is the master who is most unwilling to let others serve others.

The second prince frowned, a trace of puzzlement flashed on his good-looking face, as if he didn't expect Fan Xian to be so tough, after the banquet began, they were testing their attitudes with each other, and he also wanted to know how Fan Xian was preparing to return to Beijing this time, so he said two words repeatedly.

Unexpectedly, Fan Xian's response was such a bad scenery.

Fan Xian glanced at the second prince, and said in his heart that this scenery was made by himself, but the purpose was ...... It's just for the sake of the scenery. Ren Shaoan, the Taichang Temple Zhengqing who was sitting under him, pulled his sleeve and reminded him to pay attention, and he just smiled.

The deputy envoy of the Privy Council squinted slightly, and said, "What did Lord Xiao Fan say...... Could it be that as a few princes, what can you do with this girl's family to present a song?"

Fan Xiandang's confrontation in front of the Privy Council had already caused a rift between him and the military, especially if the sniping in the valley was not clarified, and the two sides were not at peace.

Qing ** people have always been simple, direct and rude, this deputy envoy surnamed Qu Dong, is the vanguard officer of the last Northern Expedition that year, with thick military achievements, naturally not afraid of Fan Xian's power, at this time listening to Fan Xian's indifferent words, he stabbed each other.

Fan Xian was not angry, but said with a smile: "Miss Sang is only singing in Chen Yuan now, if the deputy envoy wants to listen to it, he will go to Beijing to ask Dean Chen, but it is useless to ask me." ”

Dean Chen's three big black words were thrown out, the second prince smiled and didn't say anything more, and the deputy envoy of the Privy Council also changed his face and swallowed the next cruel words into his stomach.

"Drink!"

In the midst of embarrassment, thunder sounded in the silence, and the eldest prince, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised his glass and shouted, he was born in the army, and he was heroic, and now he wanted to make up for the relationship between Fan Xian and the military, and at the same time wanted to make the gap between several brothers smaller, but when he saw that the table was so strangely shaped, there was an inexplicable anger in his chest, and he shouted.

The two deputy envoys of the Privy Council were also from the army, and their heroism was not inferior to others, frowning slightly, and drank all the wine bottles in their hands.

Fan Xian smiled slightly, put the bottle on his lips, and slowly leaned towards each other, although the speed was slow, but there was no stop, the clear spring entered the lake, and the glass was poured with wine.

His Royal Highness the first crown prince helplessly took a cup and said to the eldest prince: "Big brother, I am drinking, and your loud voice almost scared the wine out of my cup." ”

The crowd laughed.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince smiled at the two deputy envoys of the Privy Council: "Don't think about moving the set in the army to Baoyue Tower, this palace knows that you and An Zhi have some grievances with each other, but this matter has not been clarified, between the courtiers, why bother to be angry? ”

He pointed at Fan Xian and looked at the two deputy envoys of the Privy Council with a smile: "Have you forgotten? The year before last, under His Royal Highness, Lord Xiao Fan drank three thousand cups in one night, and drank the marquis of Northern Qi into a dead pig. ”

Xin Qiwu, as a person from the East Palace, knew what the master wanted to do, so he hurriedly followed and said: "Two generals, I think it doesn't hurt to fight with Lord Xiao Fan, Lord Xiao Fan has stopped writing poems since that night, if he can make another 300 poems, so that there will be a sequel to the poetry collection of Banxian Zhai, the Privy Council can be regarded as a great contribution to the world...... I'm afraid that His Majesty will be extremely happy. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone agreed, and even Xue Qing was interested, invited Fan Xian to drink a few glasses, and forced the two deputy envoys of the Privy Council to fight with Fan Xian.

As soon as the wine was poured down, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became much more lively, and Fan Xian's heroic energy in drinking also made the two privy council adults feel a little happy.

At this moment, the second prince suddenly smiled and said: "Speaking of An Zhi's cessation of writing poetry after that night, it is really a great loss for the world...... However, I heard that when An Zhi was in Northern Qi, he wrote a small poem to the Holy Lady of Northern Qi, but I don't know if this is really the case. ”

This is the most famous scandal in the whole world last year, the people of Northern Qi are not happy, but the people of Nanqing are extremely happy.

Fan Xian scolded with a smile, naturally refused to elaborate, and fooled around at will, but glanced at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince out of the corner of his eye, and was a little surprised in his heart, this His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really more prosperous than in the previous two years, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is now having less and less real power in his hands, so he just watched himself fight with the second child...... He wants to reap the benefits of a fisherman, but where does his confidence come from? He is not his father.

............ The wine banquet gradually crippled, and everyone became more and more angry, and the eldest prince stood up, grabbed those people and forced each other to drink. Fan Xian looked at this scene with a snicker, thinking that this person was probably taught too strictly by the Grand Duke of Northern Qi in the palace, and now he finally had the opportunity to come out and be chic, so he naturally refused to let go of this opportunity.

Fan Xian looked at the prince and seemed to be a little drunk, but the second prince still maintained a clear demeanor, couldn't help but smile slightly, and said: "I haven't returned to Kyoto for a year, and I miss you all in Beijing a little. ”

His demeanor changed suddenly, and he sighed gloomily: "It's a pity that before entering Beijing, he was attacked by thieves, and more than ten people died under me, these people are all subordinate officials of the Supervision Yuan, talents of the imperial court, and they worked hard for the imperial court in Jiangnan, and finally wanted to go back to Kyoto to reunite with their families, but they died tragically more than ten miles outside Kyoto...... The women and children who were at home looking forward to their return were afraid that they would still be miserable at home at this time. ”

He raised the liquor in his glass, drank it all, and said in a deep voice, "When I think of this, this wine ...... I really can't drink it. ”

The flower hall on the third floor of Baoyue Building, which was noisy, calmed down for a moment, knowing that tonight's drama had finally arrived.

............ A quiet alley about five miles away from Baoyue Tower, at the end of the alley, a group of black-clothed people suddenly appeared, blocking the alley densely.

Mu Tie, the leader, had a calm face, looked at the three people in the alley, pointed to the leader and said, "Can you call Yang Chengcheng?"

The leader's right hand slowly pressed the bulge on his waist, and said indifferently: "Exactly, what advice do you have?"

Mu Tie grinned, and a strange taste flashed on his dark face: "Confirm the identity of your eight generals, so as not to kill the wrong person." ”

Then he dodged away, and the two groups of men in black at the end of the alley rushed silently.