"Since they are Miss Ye's friends, naturally there is no reason to turn them away, so please invite them in." Zhu Changluo's gaze swept across Jiang Shu's beautiful cheeks again, and said with a faint smile.

"Yes." Storm nodded slightly, took two steps back, and turned to walk towards the door.

Then, I didn't know what to say when I opened the door, and soon, Yu Jingrong and Zhao Manqing walked in under his guidance.

After the two of them saluted Zhu Changluo and sat down, Zhao Manqing immediately noticed the elegant man sitting beside him, and couldn't help but be attracted by the calm aura exuded by his body, and said with some surprise: "I don't know if this is ......"

After her reminder, Zhu Changluo realized that everyone still didn't know the one sitting across from him, and it was time to introduce them, so he raised his hand and pointed at him: "This is Zanshan of the palace, Mr. Pei." ”

The man then bowed to a few people, and said generously: "In the next Pei Wen, I have seen you." ”

"It turns out that Your Excellency is Pei Zanshan," a hint of surprise flashed in Lang Mo's eyes, and then he praised it, "I have long heard that Pei Zanshan is dignified and intelligent, and he has been seen today, and he really deserves his reputation." ”

"Lord Lang praised it absurdly," Pei Wenzhong smiled lightly and waved his hand, and said in a modest tone, "There are rumors in the market, most of them are exaggerated, and he is just a literati who can get by and know some literary ink." ”

"Then Master Pei can recite poems and lyrics?" Zhao Manqing heard him say this, and continued.

Pei Wenzhong tilted his head slightly to look at her and nodded: "It's a little more clear." ”

"Great," Zhao Manqing's pretty little face suddenly appeared with a touch of joy, "Manqing made a few poems a few days ago, when you have time, can you go and ask Master Pei for advice?" ”

"I don't dare to give advice, if Miss Zhao is interested, she can learn from it." Pei Wenzhong smiled modestly.

"Then where is Master Pei's mansion?" Zhao Manqing asked busily.

Jiang Shu, who was sitting across from her from Yu Jingrong, couldn't help but be a little shocked when he saw her impatient, this girl, could it be ...... Got a crush on someone, right?

The other people present also noticed her abnormality and turned their eyes to her.

Zhao Manqing was looked at by everyone like this, and then realized that his good impression of Pei Wenzhong was too obvious, his little face was slightly red, and he was busy defending himself: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, I just think that if I know Master Pei's residence, it will be convenient to ask him for advice, and it is not good to go to the prince's mansion to find him." ”

Pei Wenzhong didn't mind her recklessness, and said with a chuckle: "What Miss Zhao said is very true, in the north of Xikou Road, Tangzi Hutong, Huanghuafang, where the next family lives, there is a big plane tree in front of the door, and there is a phoenix nest on the third branch on it, which is easy to identify. ”

"Isn't that Feng Qiwu?" Jiang Shu couldn't help but interject when he heard him say this.

"Miss Ye often reads Song Ci?" Zhu Changluo, who was on the opposite side, smiled faintly.

"Uh......" Jiang Shu turned his head to look at him, slightly stunned for a moment, and then realized that this "Fengqiwu" seemed to be a brand name, and he was busy waving his hand, "No, no, just look at it occasionally." ”

"Look, isn't the tournament about to start?" Her words fell, and Yu Jingrong, who had not spoken, suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed outward.

"That's right," Zhu Changluo approached the window, sat facing north, turned his head outward, and took in everything south of the Tongyun Bridge, turned around, and said with a slight smile, "Please Dragon Sacrifice God has ended, and the game will start immediately." ”

As soon as his words fell, a loud gong and drum suddenly sounded outside, causing the table in front of several people to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, the sailors who were ready on the dragon boats immediately clenched the wooden oars in their hands and rowed forward quickly, and the drummers sitting in the middle also beat the drums in full swing.

In an instant, the sound of gongs and drums, noise, and cheers converged into one and resounded on both sides of the Grand Canal......