In the garden of the Song Mansion, the lights are bright, and the glazed lamps under the lamps reflect a charming halo under the firelight. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the corner of the garden, there is a viewing pavilion surrounded by a screen, the screen seals all around the pavilion, leaving only a small opening for one person to enter and exit in the front, and a group of guards dressed in uniform firmly enclose the pavilion and isolate everyone from prying eyes.

This small exit gathered the hot eyes of the students participating in the cultural meeting in the garden.

Song Qingshu walked to the pavilion, whispered a few words to the guards guarding the entrance of the pavilion, and was introduced into the pavilion under the jealous eyes of everyone.

In the pavilion, the people sitting are all the bigwigs of the local famous families, or the well-known bachelors whose identities match them, and the blessing of the identity of the deputy steward of Song Yingge Tuomo Pavilion, from time to time there are bigwigs from other families who come to talk, and Gu Lianying sits on the side, watching coldly.

Song Qingshu walked into the pavilion and saw that his father was sought after by these bigwigs, and his eyes couldn't help but burn.

Out of the corner of his eye, Song Yingge saw Song Qingshu standing in the corner, confessed to the head of the Wen family who had just come over to talk, and walked towards Song Qingshu.

"How's things going?" deliberately blocking the peeps of all the bigwigs, Song Yingge asked softly.

When he asked, the voice in the pavilion suddenly became quieter, and the ears of all the bigwigs were pricked up, wanting to hear what the patriarch of the Song clan, who was likely to take over the position of the steward of the Mo Pavilion, was saying.

Song Qingshu glanced at Song Yingge nervously, since the last incident, Song Yingge was obviously impatient with him, "That little cub doesn't agree, according to the child, are we ......?"

Speaking of Chen Yuan, Song Qingshu felt that it was the first time for him to make friends after being slapped in the face, this is not what it is.

"No, there can't be any accidents until the matter is done, as long as he can take down that slut, he can clean it up at any time. If you make something happen again, don't blame me......" Song Yingge said in a calm tone, obviously very dissatisfied with what he had done in the ink pavilion before.

Song Qingshu walked out of the pavilion with a gloomy face, "Everyone, the opening of the Fengwen meeting will start immediately, please sit under the guidance of the attendants, and your lordships will give you the title immediately." ”

As soon as his words fell, a large group of attendants immediately walked out of the dark part of the garden, carrying the four-corner bookcase and began to set up the venue.

At the same time, a group of maids with delicate faces walked in outside the door and began to guide the students present to take their seats.

Chen Yuan was also assigned a maid, but unfortunately, no matter how you look at it, she is not beautiful, she is small and sallow, similar to African refugees.

"This ...... This son...... Please...... Come with the slave and maid. This maid looked very timid, stammered when she spoke, and didn't dare to look up at Chen Yuan.

The maids with delicate faces, soft postures, and smiling graces around the others looked at the stammering little Lori in front of them, who was small and thin. Chen Yuan didn't feel a little funny, "It seems that Song Qingshu specially arranged it for himself." ”

Naturally, he wouldn't be angry with this stammering little Lori, nodded with a smile, and walked to a corner of the garden under the guidance of Little Lori.

Infected by his smile, Xiao Lori relaxed a lot, but this time she didn't stutter, "Childe, this way." ”

There is a place where the book case has been placed, which is somewhat similar to the case used in the Warring States period in ancient China, long in shape, less than half the height, and it is just right to sit cross-legged.

Chen Yuan looked at the tattered bookcase in front of him, the corners of his eyes jumped, and he held a hint of luck, "Are you sure, this is my position?"

"Yes..... Yes, ...... Childe is ...... Only...... Here it is. Little Lori began to stutter again.

A dilapidated bookcase, there are obvious traces of engagement on one of the legs on Chen Yuan's side, it seems that the owner is very thrifty, and there is a plate with a missing corner on the bookcase, and there are three or four yellowed steamed buns on the plate, and I don't know how many days it has been placed.

Next to the bookcase, there is a discolored futon, and I don't know how long it has not been cleaned when I look at the thick dust on the futon.

This side is more biased and has not attracted the attention of others.

Chen Yuan looked around and saw other people's bookcases, brand new and shiny, on the case, a plate of fresh fruits, a plate of roast chicken, plus a pot of wine, plus the charming maid who served on the side with a soft voice, that taste, tsk.

Chen Yuan glanced at the little Lori who peeked at the yellow steamed bun and swallowed saliva, pouted, snapped the futon, sat down, and took a steamed bun from the plate.

took a bite of the steamed bun, and sure enough, I immediately heard a sound of "grunting" swallowing saliva from the side, which was funny and a little sad.

The little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, it is the time of spring, and now she will secretly swallow saliva for a piece of steamed bread that has been put for an unknown amount of time, Chen Yuan is very glad that the first stop he crossed was Qingtian Village, otherwise......

"It's unpalatable, hey, little one, you eat all of this, and you are not allowed to leave any of them. With that, he pushed the plate aside.

"Huh?" little Lori looked at him puzzled.

Chen Yuan shouted "fiercely": "Ah what, it's you, you give these to my son, and no one is allowed left." ”

Little Lori understood this time, swallowed her saliva, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, she held the plate in her arms.

"Gong ...... Childe, slave and maid can ....... No...... Take one back and eat it, don't ....... Half is fine?"

Chen Yuan frowned, "What?"

Little Lori seemed to be afraid that he would not agree, and tried to make her answer less stammering, "There is no one to take care of Grandma at home, I want to bring one back for Grandma to eat." ”

Chen Yuan suppressed the impulse in his heart and turned his head to look elsewhere, "Whatever you want." ”

As if afraid that he would regret it, Xiao Lori picked up the next one of the steamed buns on the plate, stuffed them into her mouth in three or two bites, and then compacted the remaining steamed buns on the plate and stuffed them into her arms.

Little Lori stood straight next to Chen Yuan, her little hands touched her stomach from time to time, and touched the steamed buns in her arms, as if she was afraid that they would run away, and her eyes peeked at the steamed buns that Chen Yuan had bitten in his hand.

Chen Yuan found out that his head was full of black lines, he knew that little Lori didn't mind or could be said to want to, but he was really embarrassed to give the saliva-stained steamed buns to a little Lori to eat. I had to try my best to ignore the pitiful eyes around me, and stuffed the steamed buns in my hands into my mouths in three or two bites, almost choking on the dry steamed buns.

Just when he was bored, Song Qingshu's voice sounded, "Brother Chen, this literary meeting is too rushed, and there are a lot more students participating than in the previous sessions, so that the book case is not ready for a while, fortunately, I found this one from the treasury below, and I hope that Brother Chen Haihan is not well entertained." ”

"I said Qingshu, you are too underestimated Brother Chen, with Brother Chen's belly, how can you care about this little thing. ”

"Brother Qingshu, Little Brother Chen looks like a big deal, and he definitely won't care. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, no. ”

"Brother Chen, you see, this is a maid specially prepared for Brother Chen, I don't know if Brother Chen is still satisfied?"

Song Qingshu was very "sincere", "However, if Brother Chen agrees, he will immediately send someone to buy the best book case in the town, what do you think, Brother Chen?"

Chen Yuan chuckled, "No, it's rare that the Song family still has such a frugal style, it seems that the rumors of the Song family's arrogance and absurdity are untrue." ”

Song Qingshu's face changed greatly when he heard this, if there were rumors of arrogance and debauchery in the Song Mansion, it would not be a good thing for him to the Song family.

He hurriedly changed the topic, "Brother Chen is so calm and relaxed, it seems that he has a bamboo in his chest, and the position of the leader, it seems that it is none other than Brother Chen?"

Chen Yuan laughed in his heart, this guy, did he think that this would make him embarrassed?

"Young Master Song, do you think I'm going to be fooled? You say that you will definitely be able to win the top spot? You are too self-righteous and underestimate all the talents. ”

Song Qingshu was angry, where did he think that Chen Yuan would say it directly, wasn't he afraid of offending the Song family, "Brother Chen, you still have too deep prejudices against me, you can swear to the sky below, and sincerely admire Brother Chen's literary brilliance, I believe that Brother Chen will definitely win the championship in literature." ”

A person standing behind Song Qingshu spoke up: "Brother Qingshu, you don't dare to agree with what you say, Brother Chen may be extraordinary, but Gao Jue, Shen Gongzi, Young Master Yan, which is not a genius of Tianzhong, how can he make a conclusion so early? ”

Song Qingshu said resolutely: "Gao Jue, Shen Gongzi, Yan Shao's literary talent is indeed far superior to us, but Brother Chen is definitely better." ”

"Since the two of you have their own opinions, why don't you make a small bet? Someone chimed in.

"Okay, everyone, I insist that Brother Chen will win the championship, and I will produce a bottle of Qingling Jade Liquid. Song Qingshu looked optimistic about Chen Yuan.

"I think it's still Gao Jue's possibility, after all, his master is the one, then I'll give out a piece of gold silk white jade pendant!"

"Master is a master, it doesn't mean a disciple, Gao Jue has only been apprenticed for half a year, and the gap with others is not too big. It is Shen Gongzi, who has been famous since he was a child, and has the greatest hope. I'll bet on a blood swallowtail feather. ”

"Brother Chen, why don't you say a word, but you look down on me?" Zhang He, who had shown his face before, opened his mouth to provoke.

After watching the play for a long time, seeing that the topic was on him, Chen Yuan sneered and said: "Song Qingshu, don't act, I'm not interested in watching you act." ”

Song Qingshu's face was sincere: "Brother Chen, you have too much prejudice against me, it's better to be like this, in order to show sincerity, as long as you can win the championship in the Wenhui, my bet plus everyone's bet will belong to Brother Chen, what do you think?"

Without waiting for Chen Yuan's reaction, Zhang He said that he was right: "No, since it is a bet, how can there be no bets, besides, the bets made by several people are worth a lot of money." ”

Zhang He glanced at Chen Yuan, and then said: "Brother Qingshu's Qingling Jade Liquid is a rare thing, it is a secretion of wood insects, which can soften most wood spirit things, and it is extremely difficult to obtain. ”

"Brother Wang's golden silk white jade pendant is worth a thousand gold, and it is said that it also has a waking magic effect, I don't know if it's right?"

"Brother Donglai's blood swallowtail feather is also extraordinary, light and gorgeous, tough as steel, and it is a good material for making inkware. ”

Seeing Chen Yuan's heartbeat, a smile appeared on the corner of Song Qingshu's mouth, and he thought in his heart: "This turtle, as long as you take out some good things, you won't be hooked." ”

When Chen Yuan heard the effect of the Qingling jade liquid, he was moved, there was still half a piece of golden silk purple leaf bamboo at home waiting for him to go back and deal with it, and Lao Wang probably couldn't think of any good way.

Chen Yuan looked like he wanted to, but he couldn't bear it and said, "I won't participate in this gambling game, please go back." ”

The fish is about to take the bait, where will Song Qingshu give up, and he gave Zhang He a look, Zhang He understood and said: "I don't think it's as good as this, Brother Qingshu also said, as long as Brother Chen wins the championship, he will offer all the bets, and if Brother Chen doesn't win the championship, he doesn't need to take out any treasures, as long as he admits that his skills are not as good as others in front of everyone, what do you think?"

"No problem, it's just a game anyway!"

"Yes!"

"What does Brother Chen think?"

Chen Yuan pretended to be embarrassed: "If you win in the next game, what should you do if you regret it?"

Song Qingshu forced the joy in his heart, and said with a sincere face: "As long as we make an ink oath, if any of us regret it afterwards, we will not be allowed to open the ink pen for life, and no one dares to go back." ”

Chen Yuan "gritted his teeth" and "boldly" agreed, "Okay, let's swear." ”

Several people reviewed the content and focus of the bet, and after confirming that there was no problem, they swore to the word ancestor Cangjie and asked him to witness it.

As soon as the oath was finished, Chen Yuan only felt that something seemed to fall in the dark, entered the depths of consciousness, and hurriedly entered the consciousness space, and found that in the consciousness space, countless golden light points were united together, emitting a burst of soft white light.

In the white light, there is an inky character struggling and writhing, but it can't break free from the range of the white light.