Su Ren'an was taken down by the maid, and he lived in the manor for the past few days, serving with good food and drink, and the task was to memorize a few poems written by Chen Chaoxin word for word in a few days, and then recite them at the Nanshan poetry meeting.

The remuneration given by Chen Chao is also very generous and tempting.

It is enough for Su Ren'an to become a master in the second half of his life!

After Su Ren'an was taken down, Hou Ji was a little puzzled, and stepped forward to ask:

"Why didn't Xiangye go directly to the poetry club to compete for fame? But you want to trouble this trip, pretending to be Su Ren'an's hand? ”

Chen Chao smiled, picked up the wine glass and looked at it.

"You don't understand, sometimes this reputation, the more mysterious the better, after letting people know who you are, it's not fun, in other words...... Pretending to be forced, pretending to be the most ruthless, pretending to have the best effect, the most lethal one, do you know what it is? ”

Hou Ji's head shook like a rattle.

The corners of Chen Chao's mouth curled, and he slowly spit out a few words, "Invisible pretending!" Invisible pretending is the deadliest! ”

Hou Ji blinked, thought about it, and quickly understood, it seemed to be such a truth.

After thinking about it, Hou Ji praised him, "Xiangye's clever plan!" ”

"Okay, don't be a sycophant, the Nanshan Poetry Club is very important, whether the wine sells well depends on this poetry meeting, how are the preparations?" Chen Chao asked.

Hou Ji was full of confidence and patted his chest, "Xiangye, just look at it, make sure it's a blockbuster!" ”

"That's great!"

Chen Chao seemed to be smiling, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, and sighed lightly.

"I am a poet immortal of Daji, but unfortunately, the name of the poet immortal...... Let's let it fly in the literary world for a while. ”

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Click!

Wave your hand to send Hou Ji away, let this monkey cub retreat far away, don't peek at the letter written by Mrs. Song Qingwan.

Only then did Chen Chao feel relieved to use a knife to pick open the wax mark and open the envelope.

The clouds are rolling and the sun is not very dazzling, reflecting the gaps in the grape leaves.

Chen Chao meditated and began to check the letter sent by Song Qingwan from Baiyun Temple.

The letter paper has the fragrance of ink, and there is the lingering fragrance on Song Qingwan's hands.

"Seeing the letter is like a face, showing the letter and feeling comfortable.

Xiangye, your letter has been received by the slave family.

I have to take it out every morning, noon and evening, and a few times, I was accidentally looked at by the Queen Mother.

She also laughed at the slave family, saying that the slave family was such a big person, and he would be fascinated by a letter.

I have to take it out every day to take a look, and the treasure is amazing.

The Queen Mother didn't know that Xiangye rarely wrote letters to the slave family.

Xiang Ye was able to find time to write to the slave family in his busy schedule, and the slave family was ecstatic and couldn't wait to come over to meet Xiang Ye now.

As for the name of the wine mentioned by Xiang Ye in the letter, the slave family is not very clear about the doorway, but names like Moutai and Wuliangye, the slave family feels that it is very inappropriate, and always feels that these names have nothing to do with Xiang Ye's wine.

As for what to name? The slave family has an immature suggestion here.

For example, Fanlou's famous wine "March Spring" is selected from the peach blossoms hanging on the branches in March Spring, so it is named March Spring, which is related to time.

Xiangye's winery was built in Nanshan, Qingyuan County, and the name of the wine can actually be related to "time", but the slave family is more inclined to be related to "place name".

For example, is it good to name Nanshan Pure Brew?

This is a suggestion from the slave family, just take a look at it, everything is subject to Xiangye's opinion.

Let's talk about something else, everything is fine with the Queen Mother in Baiyunguan, and everything is fine with the child in the womb, so Xiangye doesn't have to worry.

There is a slave family here, and the slave family will take care of the queen mother and the child.

As for the last poem written by Xiang Ye, the slave family liked it very much, and read it with the Queen Mother, although the mother said it in general, but in recent days, she has copied it many times, and she has felt it many times, and it can be seen that the mother also likes it very much.

Okay, that's all.

Xiang Ye said in the letter, Hou Ji peeked at Xiang Ye to write a letter, what a coincidence, there is also a person in the slave family who peeked at the person who wrote the letter, Xiang Ye guess who it is? ”

Song Qingwan's letter came to an abrupt end.

Song Qingwan's letter revealed a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere, which could be felt, and when Song Qingwan received the letter written to her by Chen Chao, she couldn't help but jump up happily.

Chen Chao smiled and made up his mind.

It seems that I will have to write a few letters to Song Qingwan in the future.

It is also a way to deepen the relationship between the husband and wife.

The letter mentions that Nanshan Pure Brewing ...... This is the name given by Song Qingwan.

Chen Chao read it silently several times and was quite satisfied.

After that day, the name of the wine was called this and it was not changed.

Nanshan Pure Brew! Nanshan Pure Brew!

Produced in Nanshan! Peerless wine!

Let's take a look at this matter for the time being, and when I saw the last sentence of the letter, someone peeked at Song Qingwan writing a letter?

Chen Chao frowned and thought about it. I can peek at Song Qingwan writing a letter, and Song Qingwan also wrote this matter into the letter and shared it with herself as an interesting story.

This person must be someone close to Song Qingwan.

Yue'e? Or is it...... Murong Yue!

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"Or, Niangniang also writes a letter and sends someone to send it to Xiangye? Presumably, Xiang Ye will be very happy after receiving it. Song Qingwan sat on the couch, making fun of Murong Yue, who had a big belly opposite, while making a female red.

Murong Yue played with a tiger hat that Song Qingwan had already made in his hand, picked it up and looked left and right, and finally turned it around his fingertips.

The two have been together for so long, and there is no dislike or something, and as time goes by, there is no consumption left.

The current relationship between the two is more like sisters like a family, which has to praise Song Qingwan's way of doing things, and in the future, Chen Chao will be sexually blessed.

Hearing Song Qingwan teasing herself, Murong Yue propped her chin and pouted:

"Isn't it? Who is going to write to him? This palace is the queen mother! Write a letter to a courtier in private, like something. ”

"You just keep your mouth shut." Song Qingwan covered her mouth and smiled, and said with some pity: "Actually, Xiangye is a very good person, if you don't enter the palace, I will definitely persuade Xiangye to go to Murong's house to marry you home." ”

Murong Yue raised his chin and continued to say arrogantly: "He came to marry me, but I won't marry him yet." Thinking back then, the people who wanted to marry me could line up from the gate of the capital to the door of my Murong Mansion, what was the Chen Dynasty? Old and ugly. ”

"Where is Xiangye old? Xiangye is only thirty-one years old this year and is in the prime of life. Also, don't you know that when Xiangye was young, he was a famous beautiful man in the capital? ”

“……”

Murong Yue stopped talking, only a sigh remained, and no one knew what she was thinking in her heart.

took out the poem, Murong Yue read it again, and didn't hide it anymore.

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.

Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, endure the return of the Magpie Bridge! If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? ”

Reciting softly, Murong Yue's peach blossom eyes shone brightly.

"It's really written...... Good. ”

"Look at your nymphomaniac." Song Qingwan put down the needle and thread, turned her head and looked at it again, "You, you, Xiangye eats soft and not hard, if you can be well-behaved in front of Xiangye, Xiangye may be able to write a poem for you." ”

"This palace is the queen mother! It was not raised by Chen Chao in the palace. ”

"Okay, good, my queen mother......"