It wasn't until the evening that Wei Qianlang was able to get out.

Wei Qianlang lifted his robe, lifted his foot, and stepped from the river boat to the river bank with one foot.

Wei Qianlang stood on the bank of the river, smiling and saying goodbye to everyone.

When the crowd dispersed, the river boat slowly sailed away from the riverbank.

It was getting late, the summer breeze was blowing, and the river breeze with moisture was blowing on me.

Wei Qianlang smelled of wine on his body, and he frowned.

He was originally a person who didn't like to socialize, and he couldn't stand the smell of alcohol on his body.

Tian Hongda saw it behind him, and hurriedly handed over a brand-new robe and draped it on Wei Qianlang's body.

Tian Hongda thought in his heart, originally the third master was extremely disgusted with entertainment, but this time for Miss Zhao's poetry appreciation banquet, he spent a lot of effort talking and laughing with everyone. I don't know if Miss Zhao knows this intention.

Tian Hongda originally thought that Wei Qianlang would say as usual: "Go, go to Zhao's house!" ”

Unexpectedly, Wei Qianlang just stood silently on the shore, raised his head slightly, and looked in the direction of Zhao's house.

The figure is lonely and lonely, standing quietly.

Tian Hongda followed behind Wei Qianlang, looking at the slender and lonely figure of the little third master in front of him, and he was also a little melancholy in his heart.

The little third master must be thinking about Miss Zhao.

He also thought, he missed Xiao Cui.

It's the maid Xiaocui I saw last time at the Ministry of Shangshu's house.

The warm summer breeze blows people drunk.

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……

Early the next morning, Wei Qianlang took Tian Hongda to visit.

Zhao Sichen had just sent Zhao Yufeng out of school, and when he saw Wei Qianlang, he invited him in with a smile: "Sister Yunbi made meat buns for breakfast today, which are particularly delicious, you can try them too." ”

Wei Qianlang said with a smile: "No, I have already had breakfast in the Three Princes' Mansion in the morning." ”

Zhao Sichen was a little surprised: "So early? ”

Zhao Yufeng was going to the school, and the Zhao family deliberately got up early, but they didn't expect Wei Qianlang, the third prince, to get up earlier than them.

Wei Qianlang smiled but did not speak.

Tian Hongda followed behind Wei Qianlang and yawned secretly.

I returned late yesterday, and I woke up early this morning and rushed to Zhao's house.

The little third master was happy, but he was bitter for them.

Wei Qianlang didn't know that Tian Hong was bold and big, and he actually slandered him in his heart.

He pointed to the two gift boxes held in Tian Hongda's hands: "The above one is Zhou Daru's ink treasure."

The last time I went to visit Mr. Zhou with Mr. Guo and Zhao Yufeng, Mr. Zhou listened to your poems, touched his feelings, and wrote this ink treasure with a pen and ink, the content is the poem you composed——

This should have been yours, I just borrowed flowers to send the Buddha, and the things were returned to the original owner, I hope Miss Zhao will not dislike it. ”

Zhao Sichenxing's eyes widened, and he shouted excitedly: "Great, I'm going to hold a poetry appreciation banquet in the Lili Dining House recently." Mr. Zhou's ink treasure adds luster to the poetry appreciation banquet at the Lili Dining House. ”

Zhao Sichen looked at Wei Qianlang, his eyes were full of little stars: "I'm so grateful to the little third master!" ”

Wei Qianlang coughed lightly, the tips of his ears turned slightly red, staring at the starry light in Zhao Sichen's eyes, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Tian Hongda pouted behind Wei Qianlang: This calligraphy and painting was originally asked for by the third master for Miss Zhao.

It's a pity that the little third master refuses to tell the truth and downplays this matter.

I don't know if Miss Zhao can understand the mind of the little third master.

Tian Hongda thought and handed the gift box in his hand forward.

Wei Qianlang opened the box of another gift box and said, "There is a set of 10 glass cups in here, which was given to me by the Holy God after I did a good job on my last errand." This is a tribute that has just arrived from the Persian sea......"

As soon as the gift box was opened, 10 glass cups sparkled with Liu Qicai under the early morning sun.

Zhao Sichen gasped: "It's too precious!" ”

She then smiled and said, "Such a precious thing is a tribute, if it is broken, I can't afford to pay for it." ”

Wei Qianlang disagreed: "I gave it to you, it's your thing." Don't say accidentally break it, even if you like to fall and play, I won't interfere. ”

Zhao Sichen smiled: "What about such a precious thing, how can you play with it." ”

Wei Qianlang paused slightly, and his voice was lowered: "If you just like to listen to this crisp sound, then it doesn't hurt to fall." ”

After speaking, Wei Qianlang's face was hot again.

I was worried in my heart, and secretly wondered: Is it out of bounds to say this?

Zhao Sichen didn't notice Wei Qianlang's abnormality, and said with a smile, "Thank you, thank you, the little third master is magnificent." ”

Wei Qianlang coughed lightly, a smile flashing in his eyes.

Zhao Sichen said: "For this little thing, you deliberately made a trip, it's too embarrassing." If there is anything in the future, just let Tian Hongda send it, and I don't dare to bother you to send it over. ”

Wei Qianlang said with a smile: "There is nothing to do during this time, I should also take a walk, come out for a walk, and move around." ”

The two chatted a few words, and Wei Qianlang said goodbye and left.

Wei Qianlang walked out of the door of Zhao's house, but did not get into the carriage.

The guards who had been waiting for a long time brought over a few horses, all of them tall horses with shiny hair.

Wei Qianlang turned over and got on his horse, without delay, shouted "drive" in a low voice, and quickly whipped his horse and ran out of the city.

Tian Hongda and a group of guards followed Wei Qianlang and galloped quickly.

Tian Hongda yawned again on horseback.

The third master received a new errand yesterday, and he should have set off after receiving the holy decree yesterday.

As a result, for yesterday's entertainment and today's two gifts to Miss Zhao, Wei Qianlang insisted on delaying for two days.

Tian Hongda couldn't help but complain silently in his heart, the little third master was delayed for two days, and then it was estimated that their group had to work day and night, hurrying away, and there was no sleep.

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The poetry appreciation banquet from the dining house will hang out the new ink treasure of Confucianism and Zhou for everyone to appreciate.

This news has stirred up waves in Daqing City.

Since the great Confucian Zhou Liyi said two years ago that he sealed the pen to nourish his heart, there has been no new ink treasure for two whole years.

Now, Lili Canteen actually got Zhou Liyi's new calligraphy?

Really?

Many officials, Confucian businessmen, and students in Daqing City have inquired everywhere.

An insider revealed the scene of the banquet on the river of the Three Princes that day.

Gradually, everyone pieced together the truth of the matter.

The third prince got Mr. Zhou's new pen and ink, and this ink treasure somehow got into the hands of Miss Zhao, the proprietress of the Lili Canteen, and was about to be taken out at the poetry appreciation banquet of the Lili Canteen for the people who participated in the poetry appreciation banquet.

Many people in Daqing City who boast of their elegance or love poetry want to see the pen and ink of Confucianism and Zhou Liyi, and also want to see what kind of poems they have in order to get into the eyes of Mr. Zhou.

In addition, in the invitation post of the poetry banquet from the dining house, the wind and bones of Ye Shi stirred everyone's hearts.

The rumors in Daqing City have disappeared.

Written "bamboo stone", with Zhou Li Yi Mobao's detached dining house, Qingyuan is elegant, and it can't be touched with "cheesy".

People in Daqing City are discussing how to participate in the poetry appreciation banquet of the Lili Dining House.

For several days in a row, there were maids and servants from dignitaries and nobles who came in and out of the gatehouse from the dining house, and came to the door with the master's name to ask to participate in the poetry appreciation meeting.

It's a pity that the reply from the dining house to the outside world is all the same: only female dependents are entertained.

In addition, due to the limited space, only 20 ladies and ladies will be entertained on the day of the poetry appreciation party.

In addition to appreciating poetry, each lady will also taste the new bamboo leaf dishes and essential oils from the private restaurant.

These Hanlin nobles, Confucian merchants, and students went home one after another to ask their sisters, aunts, mothers and others to help them see Zhou Liyi's Mobao and come back to describe it to them.

In less than a day, the quota of 20 poets was full.

Secretly, there are more contacts between families in Daqing City.

The ladies of each family have developed their communication skills and fought for poetry appreciation places through private correspondence.

Of course, Zhao Sichen doesn't care about the private actions of each family.

On the contrary, due to the private communication between the families, the guests who finally came to the poetry banquet were more noble.

Soon, the day of the poetry appreciation party arrived.

The sky is beautiful, the sun is just right on this day, the white clouds are fluttering, and the breeze is blowing, sweeping away the summer heat.

Zhao Sichen was wearing a dark green dark gold thread embroidered skirt, a gilt headdress, a turquoise jade bracelet, a flower on his forehead, and a little red on his lips.

Compared with the simple dress of the gray in the past, it can be called a full costume.

The dining hall has been renovated long ago, and bamboo tubes of different heights have been erected in the center of the hall, connecting into a stream with nine bends and eighteen bends.

The clean and refreshing stream flows down from the heights, through the bamboo tube, and into the lotus pond in the courtyard.

The dish is placed in a bamboo slices or bamboo tube, and it flows down the stream formed by the half-cut bamboo tube.

In front of everyone, the clever maids helped many ladies and ladies to take out and put them in front of the guests for the guests to enjoy.

Different maidservants, dressed in emerald green dresses, shuttled in and out of the middle of the feast, serving many ladies and ladies.

Today's tea is elegant bamboo leaf tea, which is packed in a cup made of bamboo tubes, which has a deep sense of simplicity and complements the surrounding environment.

Many dim sum is also a tea-flavored taste, light green, light green, dark green, dark green, and deep and light greens echo each other.

Even the incense is scented with bamboo.

Many ladies and ladies walked into the dining house, the form of the delicacies flowing in the bamboo tube was novel, and they were very appreciative of the bamboo leaf tea and bamboo snacks, whispering to each other, and there were many words of admiration, and everyone felt that this way was very novel.

When I arrived at the bamboo tube water, I found that Lili Dining House had made a matcha banquet, and the meat and vegetarian dishes were all distinctive, and many people couldn't wait to raise their chopsticks to taste.

Halfway through the banquet, some people put down their chopsticks one after another, took the tea and rinsed their mouths.

Immediately, a maid stepped forward and invited the guests who had finished their meal into the main hall.

Zhou Liyi and Guo Anyang's two ink treasures, one on the left and one on the right, are hung high in the center of the main hall for everyone to appreciate.

There are also seven or eight tables and chairs in the main hall, and if the viewer's heart is touched and wants to write with a pen, he has his own pen and ink and maids waiting on the side.

These two poems have far-reaching ideas, different styles, different charms, and lofty artistic conceptions, but they also have similarities.

One is that a gentleman would rather bend than bend, and will not become sleek and sophisticated, hypocritical and ingenious because of other people's opinions.

The other is to retreat to the mountains, not to be happy with things, not to be sad with oneself.

Although all the people who came to the poetry banquet were women, they were also the ladies and ladies of the noble family who were full of poetry and books and knew how to read at home.

As soon as I saw these two poems, I immediately knew that they were of the highest quality, and praised them one after another.

Look at the calligraphy again, the pen through the back of the paper, vigorous and vigorous, the pen edge is like the ups and downs of the mountains, the waves are magnificent. At first glance, it is the pen of a master. The momentum of "Zheng Zheng Iron Bone" and "Rather Bend than Bend" contained between the lines makes people feel its extraordinary.

Even, there are guests who know how to appreciate it, and they have already discussed it with admiration: this "bamboo stone" signed "Old Man Qingshan" has a vague pen power to overshadow the momentum of Zhou Liyi's great Confucianism......

A well-maintained lady in her forties, with green hair, smiled and asked a young woman in a plain brocade dress beside her, "Little Mrs. Jun, is Mrs. Jun okay at home?" Why didn't I see her come over to enjoy the poetry banquet today? ”

Zhao Sichen was standing close to the door taking care of many visitors, her ears were sharp, and when she heard this question, it seemed that there was something in her words.

When I looked up, I chuckled in my heart.

The lady who was very well maintained and full of jadeite was the wife of Li Wenhan, the prime minister of the dynasty.

And the one she asked was the daughter-in-law of the prince's Taifu Jun Anxiang.

Li Wenhan and Jun Anxiang are both civil officials, with high and powerful positions, but they are not very good at the court.

Zhao Sichen was secretly annoyed in her heart: There are many things to do at the poetry banquet, and she is so secretive that she actually forgot to separate the families of her political enemies!

Li Wenhan was born in a big family, and his family is full of entanglements, although he is talented, his political views are a little sunny and conformist.

Jun Anxiang was born in a poor family, studied poetry and books hard, and now has become the prince's concubine, and he looks down on Li Wenhan a little, and has repeatedly satirized him for his self-style.

Now Mrs. Li has confronted Jun Anxiang's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Jun, and brought the political dispute in the court to the exchanges in the inner court.

And Mrs. Li is higher than Mrs. Jun, and there is no one around Mrs. Jun, Mrs. Li can't help but want to bully the juniors because of her age and seniority.

And Mrs. Li said this sentence because although Jun Anxiang was rich and wealthy, his wife was married before his career.

Before Jun Anxiang made his career, he studied poetry and books in a remote mountain village for 20 years, and married a daughter-in-law who was the daughter of a local butcher.

Jun Anxiang is now the prince's concubine, and his scientific name is quite prosperous, but he also let everyone know that his family's Mrs. Jun has a big voice, but she doesn't even know a single big character.