In an instant, the wild Taoist seemed to have an understanding: "Lord, what do you mean?"

"Seeing the winter snow and the scenery is very beautiful, in these days, we will hold a snow appreciation party. ”

Su Ziji said, and smiled again: "Originally, I thought about waiting for the restaurant to open before doing it, but thinking about it, it is appropriate to do it now." ”

"You go write a post and invite some people to come. ”

already knew that Su Ziji had plans to hold a literary meeting, and after hearing this, Ye Buregret was very happy, while Zhou Yao looked at Su Ziji, thoughtfully, after three rounds of drinking, Zhou Yao saw that it was not early, so he said goodbye and went back.

Su Ziji and Ye Buregret saw off in person this time, Zhou Yao lowered the curtains, and the waving girl disappeared behind the ox cart outside the car window, and she heard a mysterious voice saying: "Your chess talent is too poor, it is difficult to succeed." ”

Zhou Yao didn't argue anything, only smiled at the corner of her mouth, and the little maid could see that the young lady was very happy today.

"Are you repaying the favor?" asked the mysterious voice again.

"Yes, husband and wife are one, and I repay her, which is equivalent to repaying my father-in-law. Zhou Yao nodded.

Fortune Inn

Zhang Qingfang got off the ox cart with light steps, walked into the inn, there was a fire in the lobby, and the warmth made him sigh comfortably after enduring the cold on the road, and glanced at the people who were eating in the lobby, among them there were people he knew, Zhang Qingfang smiled and arched his hand, and walked in directly.

Zhang Qingfang has been smart since childhood, diligent and studious, well-read, twelve or thirteen years old that is, the poetry rhyme, deeply respected by the right learner, but unfortunately the imperial examination is not proud, many provincial examinations, all of them failed.

It wasn't until he was thirty-one years old that he was lifted, and the last time he entered Beijing, he failed the exam, so he lived in the capital and waited for the next re-exam.

Because of his wealthy family, when his classmates who lived here could only use some cheap meals in the inn lobby, he had wandered around the restaurants in the capital, but if he wanted to say that he was most satisfied with the meal, he had to talk about today's meal.

Before the opening of Mengyuan Building, he had only heard others mention that it was live seafood for sale, thinking that it was not easy to eat live seafood in the capital, so he went over to eat it with the idea of seeing what was going on, but the result made him very satisfied.

"It's back, how does it taste?"

The long-term rental of a small courtyard is not too expensive, the monthly rent is six taels, and the same person Huang Fu shared the house, and when he saw him come in, he greeted lightly.

"The seafood in Mengyuanlou is very delicious, I believe this is made by bringing live fish into Beijing!" Zhang Qingfang couldn't help but praise: "I don't know what method was used, the seafood in Tianguanglou is also fresh, but compared with Mengyuanlou, it still can't be compared." ”

"After all, the backstage of Mengyuan Building is the Daihou, and it is not surprising that the Marquis has some special methods in his hands. Huang Fu said without raising his head, he was wearing a washed and faded shirt, it seemed that his family was not very wealthy, but he was elegant and handsome, looking at the book, and he didn't raise his head.

"Daihou?" Zhang Juren was about to ask when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.

As soon as he turned around, he opened the door and saw a neatly dressed man standing outside the door.

"Are you Zhang Juren?"

"Exactly, you're looking for me?"

"On the orders of my master, I came to send you an invitation to Mr. Zhang, and invited you to participate in the literary meeting in five days. ”

As he spoke, he handed over an invitation in both hands.

Zhang Juren first heard that it was an invitation to the literary meeting, and it was not surprising that he came to the capital and found that literary meetings are often held here, basically in order to contact the feelings and collude with the lower contacts.

Of course, the people who invite are still people with a little money, who are too shy in their pockets, only enter and exit, and gradually others invite less.

"I don't know who your master is?" asked Zhang Juren.

"It's a vicar. ”

"Daihou?" As soon as he heard that the inviter was Daihou, Zhang Juren hesitated a little, and heard that he was the son of the prince, who was exiled to the people, and was recognized by the emperor again.

This book is not too strange, but the strange thing is that before I recognized it, I actually took the top prize.

Some people think that the emperor is biased, but the champion scroll will be published and posted, as long as it is at a human-level level, once you read it, you will be full of energy and impeccable, and people will be speechless.

Daihou water is a little deep, but he was born as a champion, and if he refuses, Zhang Juren is a little reluctant.

At this moment, Huang Juren put down the book in his hand, stood up, and walked over: "I'm really sorry, we happened to make an appointment with our classmates to visit friends in Beijing on that day. ”

"Yes, yes, I did not have something to do on that day, and I would like to ask you to go back and apologize to the Marquis on my behalf. Although Zhang Juren didn't know why his roommate said this, the two were friends and had some tacit understanding, so he immediately took over the reason and excused himself.

When the man left and closed the door, Zhang Jucai was puzzled and asked: "Brother Huang, you have always sighed, saying that Daihou is a man of letters, but it is a pity that he has become a clan, or he does not have to be a Wenzong." ”

"Why did you directly ask me to turn down this invitation now? Although the Daihou is a newly crowned prince, it is easy for people to make irresponsible comments when interacting with the powerful, but he is also a champion, and it would be a good thing if he could take the opportunity to ask for advice or two. ”

Huang Juren saw that he still didn't understand, and he was speechless for a moment, and lowered his voice: "You still don't understand? This Daihou is the son of the prince, but the prince died unexplained back then, and those who followed the prince also ended up well, and the water inside was very deep." ”

"And now, it is the key time to fight for succession, you go to the Daihou, I am afraid that you will offend the two kings of Qi and Shu, it doesn't matter if you go to Mengyuan Tower, this is a restaurant open to the people of the whole capital, but if you participate in the Wenhui, you can't say it clearly, you don't want to end up with a ruined future, and the Wenhui has to avoid suspicion!"

"I see! Thank you Brother Huang for helping me just now, I almost did something wrong!" Zhang Juren immediately realized and thanked this friend a thousand times.

And almost at the same time, Yazhufang, where there are many Yashi in the capital, ushered in an ox cart.

Look at the door plaque in front of you, which reads "Yao Mansion", dressed in a Confucian robe and simple canal, tidy up the crown, and walk up the steps.

"Excuse me, just say that you will raise people to meet Master Yao. ”

"A man named Jian Qu has come to see me? Yao Xun, the master of Yao's mansion, was reading in the study, and when he heard the servant's report, he immediately said.

Although he did not achieve better results in the imperial examination, he emerged in the field of calligraphy and painting and was quite famous.

And most of the people who befriended him were scholars, including lifters and scholars, and there were often admirers who came to visit, so Yao Xun was not surprised to hear the servant's report.

It's just that when he walked out of the main courtyard and saw the people who came in with the servants, he was slightly stunned.

He seemed to have seen this man, but he had forgotten when and where he had met.

Jian Qu came in and saw the owner of this room is hand: "Young Master Yao, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still in style." ”

"You ......" The person who came was so polite, Yao Xun couldn't say that he couldn't remember who the other party was, so he could only laugh twice and invite Jian Qu into the hall to speak.