Although Shen Lang has a good relationship with the Liao family, it has always been Liao Guangjie's vein who is responsible for contacting him, so there are not many people in the Liao family who can speak in front of Shen Lang, but Liao Dongsheng must be one of them.

"Actually, I don't care, but I definitely can't hide this matter, aren't you afraid that Mr. Guangjie will break your leg if he finds out?" Shen Lang said with a chuckle.

"I'm afraid!"

Liao Dongsheng sat on the ground, holding a wine glass and said with a sad face: "It's just that I quickly agreed to promise my sister to help her ask Brother Shen, but if Brother Shen refuses, then it's no wonder to me." ”

Shen Lang thought for a moment and said, "Since that's the case, then you tell Dongxue that I agreed." ”

"Okay, I'll just say you refuse......" Liao Dongsheng was stunned halfway through speaking, and his eyes widened suddenly, "You agreed?!" ”

Shen Lang said with a smile: "It's just a poetry meeting, and if you participate, you will participate, and it won't affect anything." ”

Liao Dongsheng's face was full of joy and said, "Then I'll go tell my sister!" Tomorrow morning, the convoy will leave for Mingxin Lake, Brother Shen must remember that I will not come by then, so as not to arouse suspicion. ”

Shen Lang nodded with a smile.

Liao Dongsheng drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, put down the cup and got up, saluted Shen Lang, and hurried back to report the news.

Lu Liu went out, and while cleaning up the wine utensils, he couldn't help but smile and said: "My uncle and the young master of the Liao family are drinking across the door, and it feels like ...... Hee-hee......"

"Visiting the prison, huh?"

Shen Lang couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't expect that Lu Liu would really be like that when he said this, it was really like that.

"But uncle, do you really want to go to that poetry meeting?" There was a glint of melancholy in Green Willow's eyes.

"Poetry? It's okay, I've thought about it a long time ago, but I'm afraid that I won't have enough talent, so I didn't put it on paper. Shen Lang said with a chuckle.

Lu Liu pursed the corners of her mouth, she is not a matter of poetry, but Miss Liao's family She has seen, her bright eyes and bright teeth are pretty and lovely, and her body is petite and exquisite, she belongs to the type that I see pity. Although she didn't think that her young lady would lose to Miss Na Liao, she always felt that it was a big threat.

Yang Youqing asked her to follow Shen Lang, wasn't it just to stop those little girls outside.

At least that's what Green Willow thinks.

Early the next morning, Shen Lang set off with Green Willow, and it was Wan Hailiang who drove the car, this Jinshi three years ago, and now a martial artist who has just entered the eighth grade, has completely reduced to the role of a coachman.

But he seems to be very satisfied with the change of identity, not only did he change his Confucian shirt in the past, but even got a set of martial arts clothes to wear, with that rough appearance, it was very deterrent.

Liu Cuihua was sent back to the dental store, where there was not much traffic, but renting a house has always been one of the main ways to survey the foreign population.

Although Zhang Fuyin asked him not to worry about this matter anymore, and only to study with peace of mind recently, but the words of the white-clothed river god made Shen Lang feel a little uneasy in his heart, that person wanted the authority of the waters of the Fucheng section, and this was not a trivial matter.

Moreover, the other party sent people to assassinate him three times and twice, which has already formed a mortal enmity.

The other party is not dead, and Shen Lang is not at ease.

The carriage went out of the south gate of the city and went straight to Taohuawu.

Taoan is in Taohuawu, but the scope of Taohuawu is far more than Taoan.

This time I went to a place called Mingxin Lake in the southeast of Taohuawu, in addition to Taohuawu, it is the most popular place for literati and scholars...... Of course, it is not wrong to say that it is the serious industry of the Liao family.

After two hours of driving, we reached the ground. I saw the surrounding peach trees, the green grass on the ground was fragrant, and in the center was the Mingxin Lake. The area of Mingxin Lake is huge, and when you stand on the shore, you can't see the other side at a glance.

"Shen Gongzi, everything is ready over there, please come over."

Shen Lang took Wan Hailiang to rest on the shore for a while, and a pretty maid came to invite him.

"The tired girl leads the way." Shen Lang smiled.

The pretty maid nodded lightly, and led Shen Lang straight to the main venue.

Miss Liao's trip is naturally not a temporary idea, in fact, every year before the enrollment of Qingyun Academy, there will be various literary meetings held in Fucheng.

The Mingxin Lake Cultural Society is just one of them, and its influence is relatively small.

In previous years, all the people who came were the heads of the Liao family, the children of the collateral family, and there were also some descendants of the family who were good friends with the Liao family.

It's just that this year is a little different, as soon as the news of Mr. Ziyu's participation came out, those scribes who had little contact with the Liao family on weekdays came over to get close, asking for an admission ticket.

The Liao family is a big family in Fucheng, and it is naturally extraordinary in the past. But that's just relative to the ordinary people, and when it is put in the entire city, it is actually above average.

Although it is located on one of the two wharves in Fucheng, because of the relationship between the river, it is impossible to pass through large ships, and can only be positioned as a "high-end customer", so the income is not as much as imagined.

Therefore, the Liao family is typical to be famous and famous, but to ask for money, it is really not much, so the position is a little up and down, which is quite embarrassing.

But these two days are a little different, the scribes who used to be friends with the Liao family's peers, at this moment, when they meet the Liao family, they are all Liao brothers, and they are very affectionate, which makes the Liao family have an indescribable sense of pride.

Look, it's still my Liao family's ancestor who has a vision, and he took a fancy to Mr. Ziyu, who has not yet gained momentum. If it weren't for the friendship in Anping County, Mr. Ziyu would not have been able to live in Liao's house, let alone participate in the Mingxin Lake Cultural Conference at the invitation of Miss Dongxue.

On the side of the main venue, one side is close to Mingxin Lake, and the periphery is surrounded by white canvas for nearly three miles.

Inside, there is a temporary observation deck, which is also very large, and it seems that some preparations have been made in advance.

Shen Lang was led into the pavilion on the left side of the main seat, where some relatives and close friends of the Liao family were seated. Although Liao Dongsheng's brother and sister are the main lineage, they are also sitting here. It seems to have been arranged a long time ago.

Seeing Shen Lang, Liao Dongsheng squeezed his eyebrows at him, Liao Dongxue's face was slightly red, her eyes were full of excitement, and her eyebrows were full of joy.

Today, Mr. Ziyu is at her invitation!

"I've seen Mr. Ziyu."

As soon as Shen Lang came in, someone immediately stood up and saluted.

There are many people who have heard of "Mr. Ziyu", but few have actually seen it.

Although there have been rumors recently that Mr. Ziyu is not a respected old man, but a young man, most people are still just skeptical, after all, those poems are there, especially the three poems of Yongzhi and Tao Chan, if there is no life experience, it is really impossible to write it.

Therefore, when they saw Shen Lang, they all showed surprise on their faces.

However, they all came back to their senses quickly, but anyone with a literary rank of less than nine grades, whether it was a naïve child or a white-haired old man, all got up and saluted Shen Lang.

There is no order to learn, and the master is the teacher.

This is an important rule of Confucianism and Taoism.

Shen Lang also hugged his fists and bowed, and returned the salute: "You are polite, Shen Lang is young and frivolous, and he should not be called a gentleman." As he spoke, he smiled bitterly, "If you don't want to torture Shen Lang, please call him by his name in the future, don't mention the word Mr. again." ”

Seeing that he looked sad and spoke interestingly, everyone present was impressed.

"Since Mr. Ziyu said so, then everyone should stop calling Mr. Ziyu in the future." Liao Dongsheng stood up and said with a smile, "Besides, Ziyu is only sixteen years old this year, everyone calls him so old-fashioned, how will he find a daughter-in-law in the future." ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience burst into laughter.

However, many people's hearts are slightly moved......