Jiang Wan said with a smile: "The people of the Ming Dynasty come to the capital to visit, they usually have to be tight, but they don't need any guts. He glanced at him as he spoke. Gao Yang was also looking at him, his eyes were paired, and a smile appeared on his face. It seems that this person is smiling and smiling on the surface, but when it is his turn to do serious things, he doesn't let a word go, and he doesn't leak a drop of water, and he really has some doorways.

Zeng Shiquan smiled: "Really? Alas, there is no way, the family is poor when I was young, I haven't studied for a few days, and I often make mistakes! I usually write a document in the factory, that is, I use two words, one catches, one kills, and I often get confused! Haha, see the smile and laugh! ”

Gao Yang picked up the cup and held his hands in front of his chest: "Originally, we came to Yanxiang Pavilion, but we were not the host, but it seems that we have to salute the three distant guests in turn." Since the eldest grandson pavilion master loves to make friends, he has to invite him to sit in my league. The pavilion master is famous, and the sword family of our alliance has been thinking about it for a long time, so everyone should really get together, drink and talk, and have a good chat. ”

The eldest grandson Xiaochi also picked up the cup and said: "The lord of Zheng Meng has sent letters to me many times, the words are generous, the words are sincere, and he has the heart of a countryman, and he is also very respectful in the bottom. He also said: "Brother Chang, the matter of Qinfu, Boshan went back to tell me, and later the matter of Datong, I also know, you gave up your business and abandoned your family, bravely went to the country, so that you admired it deeply, and hated the villain's treacherous plot, resulting in the death of Haojie and the blood of heroes." However, it is useless to sigh now, and I hope that we can join hands with each other and look forward. If my brother is willing to make me a friend, please bring me a drink and drink this cup with me. ”

Chang Sihao saw that there was a flow of brilliance in his eyes, and he said it very sincerely, and in and out of his words, he vaguely concealed his willingness to join hands with his fellow people in the rivers and lakes to sweep away the hidden meaning of Dongchang, and thought: "It is rumored that Juhao Pavilion is expanding strongly, which makes people feel extremely vicious, but whether it is Shen Lu, Zhu Qing, or Jiang Wan, they all have their own manners, not as rough and bad as imagined, and this eldest grandson pavilion master also feels more kind, not like a bad person." The Lord of the Zheng League said that they were going north, and the Qin family was also worried that they would invade the west, could it be because others had grown too fast, which caused them to feel uneasy and fearful, and thus exaggerated the threat? He thought again: "No matter what, it is a fact that Juhao Pavilion invaded the west, whether it was a conspiracy in Dongchang, or whether the eldest grandson Xiaochi took the opportunity to make trouble, in short, it is impossible to reconcile with them in Juexiang, but since he is so polite at the wine table today, he has to give each other a face." ”

Thinking of this, he stood up, raised his glass and said: "Lord Changsun Pavilion, I don't understand the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and the knowledge of national affairs is even more limited. Wherever Chang Sihao goes, he speaks his own words and does his own business, all but with his conscience. I'm here today to drink, you respect me, I'll follow this glass of wine. ”

The eldest grandson Xiaochi heard the meaning of his words, and laughed: "Brother Chang is really real! Okay, let's have this drink, you remember, it's not the Juhao Pavilion Master who is drinking with you now, but the eldest grandson Xiaochi! ”

Chang Sihao nodded: "Please." He raised his head and drank it all, and Gao Yang and several people also did it. Chang Sihao sat back on the chair, and there was an uproar in the hall at this time, it turned out that Shui Yanxiang had read all the scripts, and there seemed to be nothing to do, which caused everyone to discuss. Cha Jijia stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Girl, there is no first in the text, there is no second in the martial arts, you can pick one or two slightly better ones to sing, so as not to make everyone's faces look bad." ”

Shui Yanxiang frowned and said: "There are many words and sentences in these words that are brilliant and magnificent, but they are too empty and have no true meaning, just like each word is a jade brick with carved scenery, but it is piled together to form a pigsty, isn't it smelly?" There are also some people who pick out cold ancient characters to make up poems to drop their book bags and show their knowledge, so they will wait for it, and there is no need to mention it. ”

Cha Jijia was swept away by the wine in her mouth, and when she heard the discussion behind her, she said with a bitter face: "The girl whispered, what everyone wrote in a hurry is inevitably limited, and it is reasonable." ”

Shui Yanxiang's eyes did not leave the script, ignoring him. I flipped through a few more articles back and forth, and said with a smile: "It's not a matter of level, it's just that it's just that this full house of men, there is no one with a little husband anger in his words, I really don't know what to say." ”

Chang Sihao's table is a master of the world, although the voice in the hall is chaotic, Shui Yanxiang's words can still be heard clearly. Zeng Shiquan smiled and said: "Alas, our family hasn't studied for a few days, and I can't write it if I want to, there is a way that the world's talented people go out of Jiangnan, the eldest grandson pavilion master, look at your elegant manners, talk extraordinary, and Zhu Qing and Jiang Wan, the same two gentlemen, must have studied well, why not write a girl who has a good hand in the water to see, so as not to make you and me all have to be laughed at by a woman." ”

The eldest grandson smiled and said: "The water girl is highly talented, and the poems and essays she writes are either impassioned or beautiful and graceful, each with its own atmosphere, and all of them are extraordinary. is coarse and talented, and her strength is not enough, and she is trying her best to get one, how can she get into her eyes. ”

Zeng Shiquan feigned a smile and said, "The eldest grandson pavilion master is too humble!" Come! Take pen and ink! His voice was so loud that many people in the hall looked sideways.

When a turtle slave heard the sound of the tray, he moved the dishes and spread the paper in front of the eldest grandson Xiaochi. Zeng Shiquan smiled, looked at each other leisurely, and said, "You're welcome, please." ”

Zhu Qing and Jiang Wan frowned slightly between each other's eyes, and the atmosphere was tense.

Chang Sihao understood that this was a deliberate provocation by Zeng Shiquan. Now Shui Yanxiang is drunk and confused, if the words written by the lord of the Changsun Pavilion can't be liked by her, it will naturally be shameful, if she is fancied, she is just a Qinglou woman, her appreciation is limited, what glory can be said to be spread? What's more, now that the words are frozen here, if you don't write them, it will seem that there is no ink in the belly of the lord of this huge gathering mansion, and he is timid. wrote, it was as if Zeng Shiquan wanted him to do something, he had to do it, and he taught Dongchang to press it raw.

I saw the eldest grandson Xiaochi smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, in fact, whether you write or not, write well and poorly, you will lose." In that case, why not scribble and teach everyone to have fun. As he spoke, he lifted the pen, thought about it for a while, and the cone fell straight down, as fast as flying, and the ink line on the paper suddenly hooked out, winding vertically and horizontally, and penetrating in one breath, smooth as mercury pouring down.

Chang Sihao sat opposite and looked at his posture of moving the pen, and suddenly felt the heat between the ribs, and the internal force surged, as if the whole body was diffused like mist, melting in all directions, and the world in his eyes was only the momentum of the pen psychic.