"It is rumored that Xie Changyu, the former county lord of the Imperial Palace, is murderous and has a femme fatale... She disturbed the Jiang family's situation, so she still got ...... The prince of Jiang and the first beauty in Kyoto, Cui Zhiyue, are a match made in heaven, the former county lord killed his last fiancé, and he wanted to eat swan meat with a toad to break up the pair of lovers, this time even God couldn't stand it, and a red light rushed straight to the golden jade building, and the county lord who was powerful and blessed was accepted!"

"It's a pity that the former county lord is also from a famous family, his mother is the eldest princess who has passed away for many years, and his father is the head of the Xie family, the head of the five great families, and he is ...... by Huang En."

"So be a man, be kind..."

"Wow~"

"Ouch ~ the old man's mouth"

The accident came suddenly.

A teacup flew from outside the sky and slammed it on the storyteller's mouth, and the storyteller screamed and rolled on the high platform in pain.

The listeners were shocked and looked upstairs.

The green veil on the platform was heavy, and a wisp of white smoke floated out from the cracks, as if there was an immortal sitting inside.

A strong male voice came from the box of the Son of Heaven: "When will it be the turn of the royal nobles to tell the story?"

Immediately afterward, the storyteller was dragged away by a group of forbidden soldiers.

"Wow! Isn't that the box set by Prince Wen?"

Sure enough, there were nobles from the capital sitting inside. ”

"Let's talk more leisurely tonight and talk less about royal affairs. ”

"Alas, since the princess was killed by lightning, the people of the people all over the world are happy, you see which restaurant and tea shop did not talk about this matter, the royal family also turned a blind eye, and the contemptible people estimated that the one upstairs was friendly with the lord of the imperial county. ”

"That makes sense, after all, your circle is chaotic. ”

......

Xie Changyu stared at the upstairs tightly, his brows furrowed.

Who is the distinguished guest of the capital that the Wen family invited to the banquet in? He actually brought the imperial guards' guards to the south of the Yangtze River, so it was definitely not as simple as visiting distant relatives.

And that male voice was vaguely familiar, it must be someone she had seen in her previous life.

Defend her?

In the capital, there is only Lu Xiaojing.

Xie Changyu sighed, I don't know how that guy is doing now,

"Miss, is the Imperial County Lord really so bad?"

Xique was still immersed in the story just now, and suddenly asked this, interrupting Xie Changyu's thoughts.

Xie Changyu thought about it and nodded, "It's quite bad." ”

"But, what if she's a good person, just like the eldest lady," the magpie glanced around at the people who were pointing at Xie Changyu.

"Everyone says that the eldest lady is a waste material, but in the hearts of the slaves, the eldest lady just doesn't love women and doesn't like to read, but the eldest lady who doesn't know women will, you just don't like it, but you are slandered as a waste straw bag, this world is not fair!"

“...... Magpie," Xie Changyu touched the magpie's head and smiled lightly: "If she is still alive, maybe she will choose to be a good person." ”

Who says magpies are stupid?

Xie Changyu shook his head, the magpie is dull on the surface, but in fact, she is the person who can see the most clearly, and the great wisdom is more foolish than this.

In this life, there are such talents around you, you have to cherish them.

......

On the second floor, the Tianzi box is available.

Wen Jingliang pours wine for the people seated in the opposite seat flatteringly.

"Cousin, the boundary of Wuzhou is loose, and the officials of all parties also act according to the face of the family. ”

"That storyteller doesn't understand the rules, it's nonsense, don't worry, after my cousin's wedding, I will definitely inform Wuzhou Taishou and rectify the atmosphere in Wuzhou. ”

Chen Jun, the eldest son of the Chen family sitting next to him, raised his wine glass and said: "Brother Jiang finally went down to the south of the Yangtze River to play, don't be unhappy about such a trivial matter, this glass of wine brother respects Brother Jiang, Pengcheng is ambitious, and the flowers continue to ascend!"

The person in the audience bowed slightly and took a sip of wine.

With such a cold attitude, if it is put on others, the two sons of the Wen family and the Chen family are afraid that they will not be able to hold their breath and leave with their sleeves brushed up.

But when I met this person, he was a man who could not be matched by the alliance of the southern clans.

They can only sit here dryly and laugh together.

"Wangshu wine?"

Jiang Yan shook his wine glass, and his eyes flashed with a dull color.

"Cousin has a good eye, this Wangshu wine is the royal wine of the capital, and my cousin is also afraid that my cousin will not be used to drinking the warm wine in the south of the Yangtze River, so I got the Wangshu wine given by the emperor to entertain my cousin. ”

After speaking, Wen Jingliang suddenly felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and the air around him dropped a few degrees, he looked up and saw Jiang Yan's face slightly gloomy, and his heart tightened, could it be that he said the wrong thing?

"Young Master Wen, my master never drinks Wangshu wine. Xuanyi, the attendant who was guarding Jiang Yan's side, opened his mouth to remind.

Several sons of the family looked at Xuanyi and looked up and down at this cold guard who was not allowed to enter.

This was the same person who shouted downstairs first.

A few people thought in their hearts, I am afraid that it will be difficult to tie up the river banquet, this person will not mention it coldly, and even the guards around him are also the same.

Who can stammer with this?

"It's okay, this Biluochun of Drunken Cloud Building is still good. ”

Jiang Yan's voice is like his own temperament, warm and moist with the immortal aura of independence in the world, full of magnetism but without a trace of femininity.

Those of you here are ashamed of the sons of the self-proclaimed families.

The first son of Kyoto is worthy of his name, and his temperament alone will throw them away.

Wen Jingliang sat opposite Jiang Yan, at first glance, I didn't know that Wen Jingliang thought that Jiang Yan was Jiang Yan's little guy!

In order to find a common topic, Chen Jun broke the embarrassing atmosphere and said: "Brother Jiang has lived in the north for a long time, and he is used to seeing those dignified and virtuous ladies, so he should rarely come into contact with girls in the south!"

"The girls in Jiangnan are all tender like water, looking forward to brilliance, and they promise to make Brother Jiang linger. ”

Men, together they talk about nothing more than three things: fame, profit, and women.

Chen Jun heard that Jiang Yan's bride died on the wedding day not long ago, and it was rumored that Jiang Yan was not close to women, and there should be no lovers around.

Now that you have come to Wuzhou, the major clans are interested in stammering, it is better to arrange a few young ladies of the family, if you can get into the eyes of this person, then the future is not bright.

Jiang Yan chuckled: "Jiang is mourning for his wife, and he will not marry a wife within three years." A good girl in Jiangnan, Jiang is afraid that she will be unblessed. ”

Chen Jun had nothing to say, but before he came, he was repeatedly told by his friend Wen Jingliang to entertain Jiang Yan well, as the guest and host of the tea party in the past, how could he be defeated by the cold words?

Brushing open the green tent, he was ready to take a deep breath of air and continue his efforts.

"Huh?" Chen Jun was surprised: "Isn't that Xie Changyu?"

"Jing Liang, is this waste here to find you?" Chen Jun didn't blink his eyes, and looked closely at the bright red figure downstairs, convinced that it was Xie Changyu.

Sensing that there was someone beside him, Chen Jun put one hand on the other party's shoulder: "No, Xie Changyu really didn't give up?

"Xie Changyu, which is the last word?"

"What other fish can it be, the fish of the carp~欸, Jiang ...... Brother Jiang. ”

Jiang Yan stared at the red figure, and when he heard Chen Jun's words, the starlight under his eyes disappeared instantly.

A sarcastic smile curled into his mouth.

How could it be her? She died four months ago.