As soon as the words fell, everyone looked at Yagyu Ichiro with disdain.

Huang Fu Yan thought in his heart: "Fusang has such a master!" Although he seemed unscathed, the sword soul competed with that sword spirit just now, which consumed a lot of his mind.

Helian Tieshu was slightly embarrassed, and was about to scold Yanagi Ichiro, but his face changed and he looked at the big ship.

Huangfu was surprised, followed by a look, and was immediately stunned.

I saw that in front of the painting boat of the big boat, there was an additional person wearing a silver mask at some point, and a pair of eyes exposed outside were looking gloomily at this side, looking very strange.

Thinking of Helian Tieshu's previous performance, he had already guessed that it was the silver-masked man who was making a voice in the air.

"Master!" Huang Fu Yan was secretly in his heart, this person could hear his voice from such a distance, and his strength could be seen. Yipintang has been established for a long time, and I don't know how many masters have been recruited, and it is really extraordinary that this Xixia party can rise in the cracks.

Helian Tieshu's body trembled slightly, his face was a little ugly, obviously that person's status was not trivial, and he reprimanded him.

After regaining his composure, Helian Tieshuqiang smiled and arched his hand: "Let the Emperor Fu Shaoxia see the smile, and thank Your Excellency for mercy on behalf of Yanagi Ichiro." Such a beautiful scenery, I should have drunk it, but I am really sorry to be entangled in important things! Huangfu Shaoxia's swordsmanship has been perfected, if you want to do something in the future, you might as well come to Yipintang to have a look, and wait for the next bed!"

As he spoke, he greeted the people in Yipintang, and a group of people hurried away.

Huangfu Yan looked at Murong Xihua, and saw him staring at the huge ship on the river with a solemn face, and his heart was heavy, obviously he also found the silver-faced master just now.

"Who is that person?" asked Huangfu in a deep voice.

Murong Xihua shook her head, sighed, and said, "I'm afraid that this trip is not a small one!" In his heart, he was full of opinions about the person in charge of the court.

After Empress Dowager Gao took control of the government, she not only completely repudiated the "new laws" implemented during the Xining and Yuanfeng periods, but also completely negated the strategic concept of Song Shenzong and Wang Anshi trying to relieve the northwest border troubles and restore the old frontier of the Han and Tang dynasties and Wang Shao's Xihe Battle. In addition to appeasement, the Tangut people were extremely arrogant.

Although there is no shortage of people with lofty ideals in Lingyan Pavilion, under the king's order, he can only swallow his anger. This time, the operation of Xixia Yipintang was extremely secretive, and Hongye Zhai's eyes and ears were all over the world, and its purpose could not be discovered.

It was getting dusk, the mist was twilight, and the atmosphere was a little solemn for a while.

"Hmph, these Western Xia people are too shameless!" Fang Ling couldn't stand this dull atmosphere, and he interjected with the arrogance of Yanagi Ichiro.

Murong Xihua suppressed the doubts in her heart and said with a smile: "Okay, the boat is tiring, a few beauties are also hungry, cold and poor when they want to come, the wine and food of the 'Drunken Immortal Building' in Hangzhou City are very distinctive, you are blessed now! Of course, the Huangfu hero just had a full meal, and you can also listen to the little song......

Huangfu Yan's face darkened, and he began to add oil and vinegar to describe what he had just eaten.

He said it so wittily that it made the girls laugh out loud for a while.

"These eight women!" Huangfu scolded secretly in his heart, followed behind everyone, and did not make a sound, looking at Hangzhou City in this era.

Although it is approaching evening, the pedestrians on the road are still bustling!

It's just that the closer you get to the Zuixian Building, the more people on the street become, and the traffic is busy, so it's not lively.

Huang Fu looked at the appearance of these people, they were all young students or ladies. With more and more suspicion in his heart, he stretched out his hand to stop a woman walking by and asked, "May I ask the girl, where are you going?"

The woman was suddenly stopped, looking a little frightened, but after seeing the appearance of the emperor, she lowered her shyly, and did a thousand blessings, before she said: "Isn't the son here to participate in the poetry meeting?"

"Poetry Society?" Huangfu was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that he was gentle and elegant, the woman had a good impression, and said patiently: "Yes, it's the Drunken Immortal Building in front!" Just as she was about to say carefully, the urging voice of the girl's companion came from the front, and the woman smiled apologetically at the emperor and chased after him.

Huangfu suddenly realized, and when he saw that Murong Xihua and a few people looked at him, he said disdainfully: "Isn't it just a poetry meeting?"

The girls of Liuli are full of interest in this poetry meeting.

I only heard Murong Xihua smile and said: "No matter where, holding a poetry meeting is the most lively event for local young people, everyone gathers together to chant the wind and the moon, sing and dance lightly, and delicate and wine, isn't it happy!"

When the women heard this, they yearned for it even more.

......

Wuyue is prosperous, and the first Suzhou and Hangzhou are recommended.

Jiangnan Perak Hall is located in Hangzhou, similar to the Sichuan Shu Tang Gate, this Perak Hall can also be regarded as the ancestral foundation of the Wei Chi family.

At this time, in the west of Hangzhou, Chi Liancheng, the chief lieutenant of the Thunderbolt Hall, was putting a scroll into a silver tube, carefully hiding it in his sleeve, carrying a sword on his horse, and going straight to the Drunken Immortal Tower.

The annual Tianxiang Poetry Meeting is held in the Zuixian Building, and the people of Yuchi Liancheng are tall and big, and their faces are like black charcoal, which is absolutely incompatible with the word elegance. In fact, the words he can read add up to the number of words in a poem. He was in a hurry this time, but he went to the first talented woman in Jiangnan.

It is rumored that this first talented woman in the south of the Yangtze River is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and music, just at a young age, beautiful as a fairy, and has no owner of famous flowers.

This elegant poetry meeting gathered all the ladies and daughters in the vicinity, and there are many people who want to take the opportunity to be a fast son-in-law who rides the dragon, not to mention that there is also this first talented woman to come to cheer, no wonder people are rushing to it.

Soon, Murong Xihua took everyone around a corner, and saw a restaurant with a wide area standing on the street.

The golden signboard reads "Drunken Immortal Building" three big characters, the huge signboard is thought to be a long time, and it is smoked a little gray, but the three golden characters are still shining.

The sky is not yet dark, the restaurant is already lit up, the sound of silk and bamboo is coming, and the wine and meat are good and seductive!

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a figure flew out of the restaurant horizontally, and people were talking about it.

"What happened?"

"This person didn't have an invitation to the poetry club, so he forced his way in......"

When Huang Fu heard that this poetry meeting still had to be invited to enter, his brows furrowed.

Liuli and the others were also disappointed.

Murong Xihua laughed, took out a post from his arms, raised it, and walked to the waiter standing in front of the building.

This waiter is old and sophisticated, and when he looks at it, he knows that Murong cherishes spending a lot of money, and then looks at the post in his hand, he is even more taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Guest officer, please inside!"

"You already knew about this poetry meeting, didn't you?" said the emperor.

Murong Xihua smiled mysteriously and did not explain.

The waiter on the side shrank his eyes again, staring at a red leaf printed on his post!

Soon, a group of people came into the building, and a woman greeted them: "If the guest officers don't dislike it, let the little woman lead the way, Childe here, please." ”

"Then there is Miss Lao, I am bold, may I ask the girl's name?" Murong Xihua said with a cynical smile.

"Childe call me Begonia!" the woman blushed and said shyly.

Huangfu Yan seemed to be quite proud when he saw him, rolled his eyes, and secretly scolded this little white-faced dog for not being able to change the ****.

"Begonia?" Murong Xihua pretended to groan for a while, and sang affectionately: "The east wind is full of makeup, poor butterfly powder and bee madness." From now on, who can say that a piece of spring heart pays begonias. ”

Haitang listened shyly, grabbed the corner of her clothes, and whispered: "Childe is really talented and rich, the little woman admires, I'm afraid that today's poetry competition, Childe is sure to win." ”

"That little student will inherit the girl's good words. ”

Drunken Immortal Building up and down two floors, the poetry meeting is held in the lobby below, at this time it is already full of people, the railing on the upper floor is also surrounded by a sea of people, or sitting or standing, it is very lively.

While speaking, a group of people had already arrived at the scene of the Tianxiang Poetry Club.