It is still a dilapidated courtyard and a dilapidated façade, and the Youwang Mansion at this moment can only be described as a courtyard. More than 20 years is really not a long time, and the people of Yiguo have not forgotten Yijinglun, the virtuous king. Even if he is down, there are still many men who want to be an inverted son-in-law in Youwangfu.

Yi Jinglun sat on the top, and next to him sat Yi Lingxiao. Ye Mo sat in the seat next to Yi Lingxiao: this Youwang really held his nephew very high. Ye Mo came as Yi Lingxiao's female companion, but she sat above the famous wealthy businessmen and officials in Yiguo. Yi Lingxiao accepted it calmly, and Ye Mo naturally sat as a matter of course.

"This king was killed by thieves at a young age, and he has no children under his knees, and there is only one woman in his place, and this king regrets it. Today, you are willing to reward me with a face, which is really a great honor for Youwangfu. This first glass of wine, this king respects everyone present. ”

Yi Jinglun said, the end of the wine glass in his hand, and drank the wine in one gulp. Most of the people on the field hurriedly stood up, said unbearable words, and also took Yi Jinglun a glass of wine.

"This Youwang, his words are not like a prince, but like a reckless man." Ye Mo thought and shook her head secretly, "This style insults the name Jinglun." ”

"The second glass of wine, toast my nephew King Ling. The eldest husband is a horizontal sword, and my nephew has done a lot of things for Yiguo. ”

Yi Lingxiao stood up, his face unchanged, and drank the wine in his glass.

"For the third cup, I want to pay tribute to my future son-in-law."

After drinking three glasses of wine, Yi Jinglun's face turned a little red, and he waved his hand, "This king is not strong enough to drink, let's start here." ”

"The first round is the essay exam. In the house, every group of ten people randomly selects poetry questions, and in the tea kung fu, ten people do the same test questions, and the top two in each group stay. After the question is made, those who feel inferior can withdraw on their own. If there is any dispute over the rest, it will be decided by the prince. ”

It is for the sake of the school that speaks. Heard

The rules are simple and fun. When he was young, he was still good at writing, and he was very valued by Yi Lingxiao's grandfather, and was known as the "first talent". As his son-in-law, Wencai naturally has to pass.

There are also a few men in Manchu who are really talented and learned, and the poems and texts they make are neat and neat, and they have a bit of artistic conception. One of the white-faced scholars surnamed Hu was particularly outstanding. It is the title of Yongmei, but it is the first seven rules, and the whole poem has no snow and no plum, but it is a praise of plum in the snow.

"Ye Mo, it's so boring here, I want to go out."

It was Jin who spoke. Ye Mo responded to Jin and took her out to play, but met Saishi. Jin is a child, and this kind of scene will naturally feel boring.

"Wait a little longer, and it will be exciting in a while." Ye Mo replied with a smile. The poems of these people are really wonderful, and Ye Mo doesn't want to miss them.

"Ladies and gentlemen." The Xuezheng just now stood up: "This second round of poetry competition is a smooth thing to drink and compose poetry. It is a great fate that we can come together. I would like to invite you to have a drink together to thank you for the reunion. ”

Xuezheng drank a glass of wine and said, "Since you have passed the first round, you are also well-educated. The rules for the second round are also very simple. More than 30 people, five people in each group, each group has a drinking order. This wine order must be counted word to word. If you don't feel right, please step aside and drink, and the rest of the sons will continue. ”

Ye Mo listened to the freshness: the five people who carried out the wine order were not so much a comparison of talent, but a comparison of the amount of wine and wit.

The white-faced scholar found a group, so he joined in, and drank two first. When everyone saw the madman who ran out of nowhere, they all stuck out their tongues secretly.

The first few rounds

Everyone drank it all, but no one was out. Sentences have become more difficult than they were at first.

The talented man in front of the white-faced scholar seemed to be drunk, and he groaned, "The beauty under the waning moon drinks mellow wine on her lips." ”

The white-faced scholar laughed loudly, "General Liema killed the enemy before the formation. "As soon as you tilt your neck, the liquor is poured into your throat like someone throwing it up. The talents trampled on such a bold look, and they were by no means ordinary scholars, and they secretly admired it in their hearts.

After three rounds, no one will compete with him. The scholar's eyes were slightly red, his body shook, but he stood tall, "Qi Jun lattice, raise a glass of cow drink, who laughs at me and is drunk on the battlefield; The past is done today, and a few people return from Rong to the frontier. ”

This sentence is something that no one can answer. Seeing that he was so arrogant, the talented man next to him also picked up the wine jug and made a few cooing sounds. Before he could take a few sips, he plopped and fell to the ground drunk.

Ye Mo knew that if there was no secret operation, this young man surnamed Hu would probably have to hug the beauty.

Sure enough, he also performed well in the next round of competition and won the first place in today's competition.

The competition has ended, and Yijing Lun stood up and spoke, "Today, General Hu Xiaoxiao performed well, so according to the old man's foreword, he married the little girl to General Hu." Now that the competition is over, you will reward me with a few more thin noodles, and have a good drink in my palace, without getting drunk and not returning. ”

Yi Jinglun married a daughter, and Yi Lingxiao naturally wanted to live. Ye Mo also happened to see the bride who was about to leave the cabinet: this young lady is really a beauty. There is a tear mole hanging from the corner of his eye, and his facial features are marked, as if he will fall down at any time.

Ye Mo was arranged to live in the room next to Miss Yi. When he was about to go to bed, he ushered in an uninvited guest.

"Don't you know it's rude to enter a woman's room without knocking?"

Looking at Yi Lingxiao who pushed the door in, Ye Mo was in a very bad mood: she had a gauze coat on her body, which was very thin. If Yi Lingxiao came in later, she was afraid that she would take advantage of her.

"Time is running out, I have something to explain to you." Yi Lingxiao's tone was a little anxious, "With this token, you can order all my subordinates. Today's victory is the son of Wu Taiwei, who is young and ambitious, and has never lost a single battle at the border pass. About thirty years ago, Wu Taiwei was just a guest of the Youwang. Yi Jinglun and Hu have never met. ”

After a pause, "I'll go and rest first." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and left, closing the door, not giving Ye Mo a chance to speak.

Ye Mo took the token that Yi Lingxiao gave him: the game between Yi Lingxiao and Yi Jinglun Ye Mo could see it from the time she visited Yi Jinglun. Most of the strange things in Qincheng are related to Yi Jinglun, and this time he chose a son-in-law for his daughter in such a high-profile manner, I am afraid that I can't help but do it. Yi Lingxiao said that he was exploring the ancient mansion with himself, and I am afraid that he also had many thoughts of coming to Qincheng to test Yi Jinglun. Looking at Yi Lingxiao's performance now, it should be that Yi Jinglun has already started to lay out, and Yi Lingxiao's subordinates are not there, so he hurriedly pulled himself into the water.

What Yi Lingxiao expressed tonight is nothing more than that Wu Taiwei has been a person who has been Yijinglun since the beginning, but I am afraid that today's marriage is also arranged by this prince. Yi Lingxiao didn't know Yi Jinglun's backhand, so giving the token to Ye Mo was equivalent to giving her the right to "act cheaply".

To help, or not to help, is the question.

Ye Mo rubbed the polished lower bar with his fingers: Yijinglun seems to be inextricably linked with the Shengyan Sect. In order to find Huang Xiaoqian, Ye Mo still decided to help Yi Lingxiao solve the trouble of Yi Jinglun.

"Was that your man just now?" This is Jin who jumped out of nowhere, "You look good, you are much more tasteful than my sister." ”

Ye Mo turned around and tickled, "It's just an arrogant friend, Miss Ben's taste is not so bad." ”

took off the gauze on his body, covered it with a quilt, and looked at the moon outside the window: tomorrow, it seems that it will not be ordinary.