The letter of business passed through the hall, and the manuscript was blown and fluttered.

Han Fu took the paperweight and pressed its four corners. Let the west wind cause chaos, and it will be difficult to stir up the slightest.

His gaze went beyond the case to the round table.

The dark green invitation was lying quietly, and it was sent by Cui'e in the courtyard of the long house.

Han Fu's input made her put it on the table, and at this moment, she was free from the book, and she suddenly became curious.

Walked to the table, picked up the invitation card, looked at it or two, and then opened it.

'The Lotus Garden Literary Society, hold this as a basis'.

The thirteenth year of the well-off, September 16.

The handwriting is upright and powerful.

The person who wrote this invitation is quite accomplished in calligraphy.

"Wenhui, why did you invite me?" Han Fu was puzzled and thought to himself.

He became famous for plagiarizing poetry, and it is true.

But he has become a son-in-law, and people despise him.

Those who are willing to make friends with him will get rid of the lowly people of the three religions and nine ranks. I am afraid that there are only people who are beyond the realm and are not imprisoned by the world.

It stands to reason that this kind of literary meeting will definitely not send an invitation specifically for him.

After thinking for a while, I couldn't understand the key points, so I simply put the invitation in my arms and didn't think about it anymore.

At this time, the bottle walked into the room.

"Uncle, Ma has lunch in the morning, I have to go to the main hall to wait, and the young lady is waiting for you in front of the hospital."

"Hmm." Han Fu nodded, missed the bottle, and stepped out.

The bottle did not follow, but looked around and walked quickly to the case.

On the case, there are papers on both sides.

One on one side, one on the other, all of which are weighed with paperweights.

Bottle's eyes fell on the stack of manuscripts, and the words "Nie Xiaoqian" came into view, and saw that the handwriting was dense, so he first put it aside, and then looked at the separate paper.

There is not much handwriting on it, so it is convenient to read temporarily.

"Like a dream. Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine... Do you know, do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin. Reading softly, the bottle's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but rejoice.

"This is a word written by my uncle, graceful and smart, as delicate as a woman, and the words are also unique. Uncle is amazing..."

She folded it into her arms beautifully, ready to use this poem to confess to Baili Mingsu.

After putting away the manuscript, the bottle fell back to "Nie Xiaoqian".

Such a topic made her doubly curious.

After reading the beard, I was even more attracted by the story, and I sank into it unconsciously, and my ears didn't hear what was going on outside the window.

"Husband, are you practicing calligraphy in the morning?"

On the way to the main hall, Baili Mingsu and Han Fu walked side by side, and she smiled lightly.

"Hmm." Han Fu bowed his head and said with a smile: "I haven't picked up the pen for a long time, if I don't practice anymore, I'm afraid I will forget how to write words." ”

"I've told the bottle to fetch me a piece of writing, so my husband won't be angry, right?" Baili Mingsu had bright eyes and looked sideways at Han Fu.

Han Fu shook his head and said, "If Madam wants to see it, why not take it all." ”

This is not to flatter, the manuscript is written for people to see, just sooner or later.

Baili Mingsu nodded when he heard this, stared at Han Fu's side face, and said, "Thank you, husband." ”

"Why should you and I be polite." Han Fu said with a smile.

Baili Mingsu only felt that her heartstrings were plucked, so she smiled and said nothing, and said after a while: "What is the matter with my cousin looking for my husband in the morning?" ”

"Nothing." Han Fu shook his head, it was not necessary to tell the truth, he muttered for a moment, and said solemnly: "It's just a warning, tell me not to bear you." If not, I'm the only one to ask. ”

It's not a lie, Zhou Yuanshan's words do have half of this meaning.

Baili Mingsu was slightly stunned, his eyes blinked a few times, and then he chuckled: "I see." ”

As smart as she is, naturally she won't really believe it. It's just that Han Fu didn't say it, and he didn't continue to ask.

The two of them talked and laughed freely, and unaware of it, a figure followed sneakily behind them.

In the main hall, the tables and chairs are complete, and the maids bring in the dishes one by one, and put the delicious delicacies on the table, which makes people's appetite move.

Zhou Yuanshan sat upright, and the two seats on the right side were his wife Zhou Qin, who was coaxing and rubbing, and his eyes were staring at the delicious Zhou Qing.

The two seats between the two, since they are Zhou Xinyi and his wife, have not arrived at this moment.

Zhou Yuantu sat on the left side of Zhou Yuanshan, bored on the table, with his hands on his cheeks, wandering out of the world.

On his left side, there are still three vacant seats, which are set up for Baili Mingda, Han Fu, and Baili Mingsu.

When Han Fu and the others came in, they saw this scene.

"I've seen two brothers, and I've seen sisters-in-law." Baili Mingsu stepped forward to give a salute.

As a husband and a son-in-law, Han Fu can't hold it up, so he clenches his fists.

Zhou Yuanshan's expression softened, and he nodded: "Sit down." ”

"Mingsu." Zhou Qin smiled and beckoned, motioning to sit next to her.

Zhou Yuantu held his cheek with one hand, pointed to the seat next to Baili Mingsu with the other, and gestured to Han Fu.

Zhou Yuanshan's demeanor was grim and unsmiling.

Zhou Yuantu is just the opposite, uninhibited and uninhibited.

Han Fu once again defined the two, as for Zhou Qin's... Well, I love dumplings, but I don't think about my sister-in-law, so I can't look at it.

"Yo, it's all here, are you hungry?"

As soon as he sat down, Baili Mingda rushed in, looking left and right.

Zhou Yuanshan looked at it, then lowered his eyes and hummed: "If you have a kind, when your mother comes, you will do the same." ”

"Heh..."Baili Mingda sat up and sneered: "I don't want to quarrel with you." ”

"Not planted." Zhou Yuantu said lightly.

Baili Mingda turned a deaf ear, and the old god was there.

Han Fu has seen Zhou Wang's family, she is kind and amiable.

But Zhou Yuanshan and the three of them were afraid of them like tigers, and Han Fu was puzzled.

When he was concentrating, he felt that his sleeves were pulling, and Baili Mingda leaned over and said, "Brother-in-law, ignore them in the future." One is stupid to read, the other is stupid to practice martial arts, and he is extremely uninteresting. If it weren't for my unparalleled hexagram skills and glimpse of the heavenly opportunity, I would have been extraordinary, and I would have had to argue with them. ”

Baili Mingda's voice was not loud, but the few people sitting around could hear it clearly.

Han Fu couldn't admit it, so he responded with an embarrassed smile.

Baili Mingsu and Zhou Qin's ignored it, and I should be accustomed to talking in my own way.

Zhou Yuantu stared at him and smiled.

Zhou Yuanshan snorted: "If you continue to be obsessed with hexagrams, don't say that you are my cousin." ”

"What do you want to do?" Baili Mingda stiffened his neck, then shook his head and said, "Besides, I don't read hexagram books anymore." ”

Zhou Yuantu was suddenly surprised, looked at Baili Mingda, and couldn't believe it.

Zhou Yuanshan looked soothing, smiled, and said: "That's good, read more scriptures and historical books, although it is a little late, it is better than wasting time." ”

"Who's looking at that." Baili Mingda looked disdainful and said, "What I'm looking at now is face thaumaturgy." ”

Zhou Yuanshan's smile froze, snorted angrily, and turned his head to ignore him.

Zhou Yuantu laughed and shook his head silently.

The three brothers are quite-for-tat.

Through a few words, Han Fu can also be regarded as a product, not that the Zhou Yuanshan brothers are disgusted with Baili Mingda, but that he is obsessed with hexagram and angry with him.

It's also true, I don't have the talent of a magic stick, and I still have the heart to calculate the best of heaven... Han Fu understood the feelings of Brother Zhou Yuanshan very well.

Yesterday's wedding was not only a happy event, but also an outsider present, and the performance of the three was not obvious, and now the family banquet is all exposed.

And in his heart, Han Fu still remembered the method of killing the enemy on the battlefield.

He looked at Zhou Yuantu and said, "When my cousin is free, talk to me about it." ”

Zhou Yuantu said perfunctorily: "There have been a lot of things recently, so I'll talk about it when I have time." ”

Han Fu said secretly Sure enough, what Zhou Yuantu said yesterday is just a decent word after drinking, and it can't be true.

It seems that we have to think of a way, that is the foundation of life preservation in troubled times, and we still need to learn a thing or two.

"Ahem..."

Zhou Xinyi's light cough came from the side hall, and everyone quickly got up.