"You will stay in the Yongning Marquis Mansion and be responsible for the dietary conditioning of the prince. What rare treasures of heaven and earth, delicacies of the mountains and seas, even if you go to Boling's clan library to transfer them. ”

Yuan Wan stood in front of the carriage at the end of the alley, looking at the endless flow of carriages and horses in front of the Yongning Marquis Mansion, pondered for a while, and instructed the gluttonous chef behind him.

The glutton's pig nose snorted a few times, and said: "The kitchen here must be restarted, and the bricks must be built with the 10,000-year-old swamp mud in the south of the wilderness, and the wild golden silk nanmu, silver silk jujube wood, copper wire plane wood, snowflake reeds on the endless bottom of the sea, and black coral grass must be used for firewood...... I also have to buy dozens of iron pots and casseroles that are special products of my clan, and vegetable shovels have to be replaced. ”

"Any expenses are recorded in Boling's account, you just have to buy them. Yuan Wan waved her hand, and the gluttonous clan took the order and left.

He'er followed Yuan Wan into the car, and then her eyes widened, and her face was flat, learning Yuan Wan's previous words: "Even if you swallow bitter gall, you have to smile and say sweet, and then swallow it." She grinned, "Wan'er, it doesn't look like this came out of your mouth!"

"Little hooves dare to eavesdrop!" Yuan Wanqu flicked her fingers and flicked her long crane beak lightly, and restrained her smile, "Dieniang is a poor person, but since I sit in this position, I can only say things like that." As for whether it seems like Yuan Wan said it, what does it matter?"

She sighed silently: "Whether it is Xie Qingfeng, Pan Bi, Wang Lan or me, in the end we will all become the same people and say the same thing, just like iron juice poured into the blank mold." Only those who have cultivated their true hearts can jump out of this blank mold that is constantly collapsing, smashing, and burning. ”

He'er blinked her sparkling eyes: "You showed that style of swordsmanship to Yuan An, and you also left the private chef, is this to exhaust resources and cultivate the heir of the Yuan clan?"

Yuan Wan pulled the rope bell, and the carriage moved slowly. "Yanwu Xie has Xie Xuan and Xie Yongxu sisters and brothers, and Langya Wang is even more talented, and the heroes gather. Although Pan Zaiyi of the Lanling Pan clan is nowhere to be found in Dimengdao, he is the first person of the younger generation after all. Only my original clan has no successors, and the future is worrying. An'er has high talent, and she has entered the Thunder Cliff again, so she naturally wants to be enveloped. ”

He'er couldn't help but interject: "I think Yuan An's ......"

"What?"

He ...... It's nothing ......" Crane hesitated for a moment, and felt that what she was thinking was too absurd. It lifted the curtain with the tips of its wings, and looked back at the Hou Mansion in the city, and its vermilion pupils flashed with a hint of confusion.

In front of the Hou Mansion, Wang Yifu braved the scorching sun, thanked him, and was very busy.

He put away the gilded invitation stickers, took the gift list presented by the family, arranged for the next person to put the antique gift box seal into the warehouse, and politely declined the young people of the family who came to challenge one by one.

After the Mengyin Festival, the little marquis of Yongning was known as the first young swordsman in the Great Jin Dynasty, which attracted many young people who learned swords to be dissatisfied and came to the door to compete with swords.

"Thank you for your generous gifts, the little marquis will come to visit you again one day. "Yuhuatai Poetry Meeting? Okay, the little marquis will definitely participate if he has time." "Jinguyuan Anji Disaster Relief Night Banquet - of course attended!" "Judge of ......the Qinhuai Summer Oiran Conference?" Wang Yifu wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and looked at the long dragon moving in front of the Hou Mansion, with honor in his chest.

Now that the prince has truly entered the circle of the gate valve, he is both happy and a little sad about the cold state of the world. He came from the Wang family, and when he was a teenager, he felt that he was treated unfairly, and vowed to make a big splash. Later, he disappeared from everyone and entered the Hou Mansion to make a living. The little marquis came out, and he suddenly felt that it was another self, a self who broke through the thorns and rushed out of the sky and rejuvenated.

After receiving another handover post, Wang Yifu was about to open his mouth politely, his eyes trembled, and he stopped at the payment of the invitation - the six sons of the bamboo forest.

Wang Yifu called out in surprise, hurriedly ordered his subordinates, and rushed into the Hou Mansion in a hurry. A guest on the side looked at the invitation and couldn't help shouting: "Oh, it's an invitation to 'Bamboo Forest Amusement'!"

Everyone was in a boil, staring at Wang Yifu's back with red eyes, eager to knock him over and grab the invitation. The six sons of Zhulin are the first-class celebrities of Jiankang and the benchmark of Jin Chu Shilin. The bamboo forest amusement they initiated has always been known as the top celebrity gathering of the scholars, and all of them participated in the world's leaders and celebrities. Many disciples of the family squeezed their heads and wanted to drill into it, but it was as difficult as climbing to the sky. Now that the sixth son is personally invited, it means that the little marquis of Yuan An has really risen to the top and become a generation of celebrities who have attracted much attention.

Wang Yifu found Zhi Zhenzhen and was overjoyed to ask him to change his clothes and go to the meeting.

The bamboo forest amusement was scheduled for the afternoon, and it was still early, but Wang Yifu urged vigorously. Zhi Hunt Zhen had to change into a wide robe with wide sleeves and fluttering, put on tall clogs, and his long hair was scattered, and only a white hosta was inserted. According to Wang Yifu, this is the standard dress of the Dajin celebrities, but unfortunately the robes are too new, and it is better to tear them up and wrinkle.

Zhijia really sat on a cart pulled by a green ox and walked away slowly, as if blending into the brilliant summer light in the distance. Until the figure disappeared into the alley, Wang Yifu still stood on his own in the dense shade of the tree, watching silently.

Half an hour later, the ox cart arrived at a valley at the southern foot of Zhongshan Mountain.

Zhi Hunt really got off the ox cart, vaguely heard the sound of the piano drifting with the wind, mixed with the mountain stream spring water dingdong, beads splashing white stones, refreshed for a while, the heat disappeared.

Two boys with their heads and buns stood at the mouth of the valley, their heads held high, and they examined the invitations vividly, not at all like inferior servants.

Before the hour came, the valley was sparsely populated. Shikashi walked along the winding stream, all the way. Along the way, the grass is delicious, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the strange stones are craggy, the bamboo is abundant, and the summer sunshine is reflected by the lush bamboo. When the wind blows, the light and shadow of the bamboo forest dance, making a rustling sound.

From a distance, Zhi Jia Zhen saw Ji Kang with his hair scattered, covered with a crumpled wide silk robe, kneeling by the stream and stroking the piano. Xiang Xiu was perched on the top of a green bamboo, with his eyes closed, shaking his head, and occasionally letting out a long whistle to match the sound of the piano. Liu Ling was stripped naked, soaked in the stream, lying on her back in a large shape, resting her head on a moss-growing water rock, and a few crooked wine jugs on her chest.

Near the three of them, there is a tall and dilapidated three-legged stone incense burner, which wafts out the strange fragrance of five stones. Not far from the stone incense burner, there is also an iron-striking stove, rusty, and the charcoal fire is burning.

On the grass on the other side of the stream, two brightly colored roosters are jumping and pecking, and they are fighting heartily. Ruan Ji, with his hair as messy as a chicken nest, lay in the weeds, his buttocks cocked high, and clapped his hands as if no one was around while watching the cockfight.

The corners of Zhi Hunt Zhen's mouth twitched secretly, knowing the sea, Meng Meng couldn't help but shout: "Your sister, this is the top salon of Dajin celebrities?"