Outside the window lattice, in the night sky in the distance, fireworks continue to explode.

In the flickering light and darkness, you can see Ning Wujun in a blue power suit asking the maid and steward in the corridor outside the flower hall.

In the flower hall, under the gaze of everyone waiting to see a good show, Chang Tingluo asked people to move the long table on the wall to the center, lay out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and even the red-sleeved girl in Jiangling City stepped aside, watching everyone tease the proprietor of Jiuhua Yulu.

I don't know how many similar scenes the girl in the red sleeves has seen, but it is the first time she has seen a person who is being teased as calmly as Zhao Hengyi, and she can't help but be a little curious.

The maid in thick clothes, although she kept her head down, kept glancing into the corridor, and it wasn't until Ning Wujun's people left that her tense body relaxed somewhat.

In the urging of everyone, Zhao Hengyi dipped the brush with ink and wrote.

"Qingyu case...... Chiaki ......"

Chang Tingluo can see that the little prince seems to be quite interested in teasing Zhao Hengyi, a rich man from the countryside, and he is working hard, every time Zhao Hengyi writes a word, Chang Tingluo reads it out loud, and the atmosphere is extremely warm by him.

"Thousands of trees bloom on the night of the east wind......"

With this sentence alone, Chang Tingluo couldn't help but straighten his waist!

The majestic breath is coming!

Still sitting in the main seat reservedly, the little prince who lowered his head and gently smacked the wine in the glass, his movements were sluggish, and Huo Ran raised his head!

The red-sleeved girl, who took the opportunity to rest and recover her strength, originally whispered to the musician, but at this time the two were stunned at the same time, and the red-sleeved girl inexplicably pinched the silk handkerchief in her hand.

The noisy voices of the gentlemen suddenly lowered, and they exchanged stunned glances with each other...... These people were not born to be gentlemen, and they were forced by their families to work hard for many years when they were young, and they couldn't write poems, but they could distinguish between good and bad...... Those who can't tell the difference between good and bad are not qualified to join this circle.

"More blowing down...... Stars like rain. ”

"BMW...... Carved cars are full of incense ......"

The sound of the phoenix flute moved, and the light of the jade pot turned ...... A night of fish and dragon dance. ”

I don't know why, the voice of Chang Tingluo Chang Gongzi involuntarily trembled slightly, outside the window lattice, there were still fireworks constantly exploding, and the sound came from afar, as if he was cheering for someone or something.

The gentlemen were completely silent, and they couldn't buy this word for money.

The red-sleeved girl opened her mouth slightly in a daze, and subconsciously murmured to the tune, maybe after tonight, there will be another popular new word in the party!

The little prince smiled at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were playful, he looked at the rich man who was still writing hard, and looked at Chang Tingluo with a wonderful expression...... The last sip drank the residual wine in the cup, and exhaled a long breath, tonight, there is no loss!

Just one Shangque made the flower hall, in addition to Chang Tingluo's slightly trembling chanting, only the sound of shallow breathing remained, and the situation became a little weird, even the thick-clothed maid glanced at Zhao Hengyi in surprise, what that person wrote, is it very powerful?

"Moth's snow willow golden wisp...... The laughter is full of dark fragrance. ”

Chang Tingluo felt a little out of breath, as if he was fighting in a place where no one could see.

The thick-clothed maid carefully looked at the corridor, and when she saw Ning Wujun's blue-clothed man leaving, she walked out of the flower hall without a trace.

"The crowd is looking for him thousands of times...... Suddenly looking back......"

As if she felt something, when the thick-clothed maid stepped out of the door of the flower hall, she frowned slightly, turned her head and glanced at Zhao Hengyi, who was leaning over to write words, but saw that the person seemed to be unaware.

But the man was there...... The lights are dim. ”

After a Qingyu case was completely written, Chang Tingluo seemed to come back to his senses, and he was inexplicably a little depressed.

The crowd was lively again, but their expressions were very subtle.

The thick-clothed maid is completely gone, but it doesn't matter, she must still be in this Moon Tower.

"Qingyu case, Qianqiu? Hehe, Gangneung Mansion is really real and talented! ”

The little prince, who was temporarily ignored by everyone, poured himself a drink, thinking in his heart that after this poem was spread, I was afraid that in the future in Jiangling City, no one would dare to provoke the rich man in the countryside.

The other gentlemen just felt that this Zhao Hengyi was really unfathomable, and he had such a literary talent, and he had been forbearance in the face of everyone's repeated temptations, until the little prince was present tonight, which was a blockbuster!

In the future, this Zhao Caidong is afraid that he will climb to the high branch of the little prince, right?

If the little prince knew what these gentlemen were thinking, he would inevitably laugh off his big teeth, with this Qingyu case • Qianqiu, this Zhao Hengyi no longer has to climb himself...... The branches he can climb are much taller than himself!

Future generations...... That one, he hasn't been able to seal the queen yet!

In ancient times, the birthday of the queen or queen mother would be called the Thousand Autumn Festival, but today, Jiangling City celebrates the birthday of Concubine Chen in the air......

This root will inevitably be discovered, but at the moment, only the little prince understands that everyone in the world is drunk and I wake up alone, and life is really lonely like snow!

The red-sleeved girl standing by the wall, her eyes flickering, looked at the proprietor of the Nine Flowers and Jade Dew again with a serious gaze, as if she wanted to completely imprint the appearance of that person in her mind.

Zhao ...... Childe, didn't you say that those two lines of poetry were written by a sloppy old man? ”

The water came out, but Chang Tingluo was a little unwilling, or unwilling to believe it, so he couldn't help but ask.

"On that day, the man chanted twice."

Zhao Hengyi smiled slightly, put down the brush, but his eyes couldn't help but drift towards the outside of the flower hall, and the figure of the thick-clothed maid had disappeared into the corridor, "Chang Gongzi, all the sons, Zhao really has something, say goodbye!" ”

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for Chang Tingluo, who had a dull expression, to react, Zhao Hengyi strode out of the flower hall with his head held high, and disappeared with his little servant.

"The Taoist chanted two songs? Hehehe, interesting, interesting! ”

The little prince who watched the drama for a long time couldn't help laughing out loud anymore, and the gentlemen laughed along, only Chang Tingluo's expression was embarrassed.

Becoming a foil to a certain allusion, and appearing as a clown villain, is definitely not a beautiful experience, Chang Tingluo didn't know at this time that his name would spread all over Jiangling and the capital with this Qingyu case......

"The owner, the woman ......"

"Don't talk, lead the way."

Out of the flower hall, Zhao Hengyi and Wang Erhu came to the courtyard in the middle of the hollow-shaped restaurant, where the space is not small, and will not affect the lighting because of being surrounded by high-rise buildings, there are rockery pavilions, and there are even pools to raise many koi.

There are people who have drunk too much to breathe here, and there are also two or three people who deliberately avoid other friends who are drinking and drinking here to say something private, and everything seems to be very normal.

"Boss, that person should be right here."

Wang Erhu's stalking was specially practiced, and the woman in black was injured, and her attention was all on Ning Wujun's people, so Wang Erhu was not discovered by the other party.

"Let's go, I know where the man is."

Zhao Hengyi took a deep look at a few small houses stacked with sundries in the corner of the patio, and led Wang Erhu out of the gate of Wangyue Tower.

There's a lot more to do tonight.