Zhang Qinghe looked at everyone, everyone also looked at him, his heart tightened slightly, everyone present actually had no special deep bonds except for Wang Zhixin, but he still sighed a little in his heart.

Since entering Zhongtian and feeling lonely, to gradually accepting the world, and then finding a way to influence the world, meeting Wang Zhixin and others, Zhang Qinghe brought changes to Chang'an, in fact, these people also brought him some changes.

Although some of the friendships are still shallow, it does not prevent him from being classified as friends-

He lacks friends, and those who lack friends always have a loose and soft definition of friends.

"Before Qinghe entered Tahaotian, he would never have thought that he would make friends with you, but he has been living in confusion and nightmare, confused and afraid all day long and not knowing the way forward. ”

"That's a big deal. Li Yanyao raised his glass, and Li Yuan'er beside him blushed and listened silently

- After all, the people are bright and bright into the palace and ask to marry her......

Although I had rehearsed it in my mind several times, I ...... It's also too humiliating.

"Needless to say...... Sometimes Qinghe really feels that he is being pushed away by others, by himself, by the trouble that comes to the door, by the burden on his body, and even by many things that are not under my control.

But intersecting with you, but I can control, and it is exactly what I want, if you don't give up, from now on, you don't want to use Brother Zhang, Zhang Shaolang, such a distant title, if you don't give up, just casually say Qinghe.

But ......"

"But?"

Everyone present was a little puzzled.

"But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Lord Yuan'er ...... I'm a little afraid to be rude......"

Zhang Qinghe opened his mouth and laughed, but in fact, he kept telling himself in his heart that Li Yuan'er was just an ordinary tentacle girl, and since she was bound to withdraw from the marriage in the end, she should treat each other as a normal friend.

As soon as he made this joke, everyone burst into laughter.

None of the people present were very polite, knowing that Zhang Qinghe was joking at Li Yan.

"Where, where, lonely...... I think you should not only let me wait for my original name to be commensurate, but also have to change my name to Brother Yan, and I will also change my name to call you brother-in-law!"

Li Yan was not to be outdone, and the two pieces of blush on the face of the spirit wine were haloed on the face of the prince, lining the peach blossoms of the girl beside him.

"Hahahahaha

"Good!"

"It's time to change your tune, it's time to change your tune!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present laughed even more enthusiastically, which provoked the two people at that time to be a little unable to get down.

Zhang Qinghe was cheeky, he knew that he was going to be ridiculed, but Li Yuaner suffered from the pond fish, and he couldn't wait to shrink his neck under the table.

The feast lasted until the evening......

Li Ping'an then arrived, and when he saw the drunken people, he was the weakest in cultivation, so he was immediately smoky by the smell of this spiritual wine.

The spirit of the teenager is between the wine, between the staggering, and the friendship of the teenager is also between the voice and the color, between the laughter and laughter.

There is no friendship in the competition, there is no friendship in the lecture, and there is no common hardship in the experience-

It is because these people always feel that Zhang Qinghe is always floating in the sky.

However, at the feast, they could see a living person, so they got together with flesh and blood, so they got along naturally.

If you want to know if you can get along with a person, you can sit and eat with him, and if you want to know what is going on inside a person, you can raise a toast with him.

This meal was inexplicable, but it was just the right time, bringing together all the famous and surnamed people in the Confucian Society, and the friendship that was originally screwed together by interests alone was deepened like this.

Xie Luming and Meng Qianchen were drunk, one drank wildly, and the other drank elegantly.

Duanmu Ci was drunk, Zeng Shen was drunk, Yan Yuan was drunk, these three people had a smile on their faces, and they put down their trivial matters and sorrows, forgetting the recent big changes in Chang'an School, forgetting the master who went to the "funeral", and forgetting the chores in their hands.

Li Yan was drunk and had a great time, Li Yuan'er had some mouths, and the inexplicable meaning in her eyes was like silk.

Wang Zhixin was not drunk, he looked at Zhang Qinghe, looked deeply, and there was some analysis.

Zhang Qinghe was not drunk, he glanced at everyone in the field, and his originally jubilant mood instantly cooled a little.

"They all have admiration for Brother Zhang. ”

Wang Zhixin added a sentence in due time, and quietly watched Zhang Qinghe sort out his mixed thoughts.

"I know that some I've known for days, and some I've only learned about at a feast. Didn't you say it, just call me by my real name, why, the little sage also cares about the etiquette in this world?"

"They can call it that, but they can't. ”

"Well, it's up to you. ”

Zhang Qinghe had no way to take Wang Zhixin, and he found that Wang Zhixin would also have something to change.

"At first, I thought Chang'an Juku was particularly terrifying, and it was full of charm everywhere.

Later, I found that Chang'an Juku could find some people to rely on.

Until now...... But I feel that those who understand the truth are no different from those who don't, and those who are being led away, and we who understand that we are being led away.

No matter how much the soul is alienated, it still has a human heart. ”

"To the conscience?"

"Yes, to my conscience. ”

Zhang Qinghe sighed, wrapped his big sleeves a few times, turned his back to his back, and took a few steps, as if he was going to go out of the door.

"Leaving now?"

"Time is tight, as soon as it gets night, I have to go back to the Tahao sky, the day is near, I don't feel at ease if I don't look at the mountain. ”

Zhang Qinghe looked at Wang Zhixin, who wanted to stop talking, and said slowly-

"If Mr. Shaobai breaks through, the opportunity will be near, you have a snack. ”

Wang insisted on keeping everything in his heart...... But I heard Meng Qianchen staggering up behind him, smashing his mouth, as if he was talking in a dream-

"Brother Zhang...... As a disciple of Mr. Shaobai, how can you avoid this drinking order, just salute a lamp and stop drinking, you can't do it...... No......"

Then the man fell down heavily, causing a faint snoring.

"It's a shame indeed. Zhang Qinghe said with some regret.

"Then I'll make amends and make up a poem...... It's a tie to tonight's wine order. ”

Zhang Qinghe said silently, but no one had the strength to answer him.

"Persistence, what's the topic for tonight?"

"Chang'an. ”

"Chang'an ......"

Zhang Qinghe's brows furrowed slightly, as a thinking state, and the center of his eyebrows was also slightly more conspicuous, he put on his shirt and walked slowly out of the door-

"The early cherry blossoms are open in March, and the pickaxe buckets are overwhelming.

It was when Chang'an flowers rose, and Tsing Yi made an appointment with Tahaotian.

Frequently come to the danger realm, and the yuan is the peach orchard of evil ghosts.

I took a logging axe and cut off the roots and the gods. ”

After Zhang Qinghe finished chanting this limerick poem, he reminded Wang Zhixin shallowly-

"Peace and infirmity, add a garment to him. ”

disappeared into the night of Chang'an City......