Zeng Shiquan was not annoyed at all: "Hahaha, you don't know this, this official road is straight, but the people on the road are used to walking around the bend, others are going around the bend, you go straight, don't you want to make people confused, our family is also a problem left when we were working in the factory in the early years, ouch, it's not easy to change,"

Chang Sihao said in his heart: "I said that it was a problem in my mouth, but I was so proud on my face, obviously I was changing the law to praise my good understanding, and I played the trick of officialdom at the bottom, but unfortunately this trick is rare except for the Li Tongzhi you brought, who else will be rare,"

At this time, there were turtle slaves who went around the table and collected the lyrics written by everyone, and when they saw that no one wrote at this table, they went around.

Li Yichen smiled at the purple-clothed man: "I have always heard that Juhao Pavilion is full of heroes, talents, three monarchs and four emperors, and eight great people, all of whom are great characters, and now that the believers and the kings have arrived, since your Excellency is with them, it must be surnamed Shen,"

Juhao Pavilion is far away in the south of the Yangtze River, although the Hundred Swords Alliance has written letters with them, but there is no opportunity for the high-level to meet, Gao Yang and Shao Fang also judged, only Chang Sihao knew that this person was definitely not Shen Lu,

Sure enough, the man in purple smiled slightly: "Fei Ye, the eldest grandson of the next surname,"

Although his words were understated, as soon as the words of the eldest grandson came out, the air on the table suddenly froze,

Needless to say, Shao Fang's heart was agitated, even if he was a swordsman, he couldn't suppress his heart, and the sleeves of his robe trembled slightly,

,,The eldest grandson surnamed in the Juhao Pavilion will naturally not be someone else, only the so-called invincible pavilion master eldest grandson smiled late,

Juhao Pavilion is now the most powerful in the rivers and lakes, the eldest grandson Xiaochi is tall and heavy, how can he move lightly, but now he is far away from Jiangnan, regardless of the jealousy of the court and the prestige of the Hundred Swords League, it is really incredible,

For a while, there was silence on the table, and the sound of Shui Yanxiang flipping through the pages of the manuscript in the distance became extremely loud in my ears.

Zeng Shiquan smiled first, leaned back, and looked at Gao Yang: "It seems that we will be busy at the end of this year, but it's not just our family,"

Chang Sihao scolded secretly, obviously this old boy is bad and wilted, and wants to push the people of the Hundred Swords League forward,

I saw Gao Yang arch his hand in an extremely formal manner, and his voice was solemn: "It turned out to be the Lord of the Eldest Sun Pavilion, disrespectful,"

The eldest grandson smiled and returned the salute lately: "Brother Gonglie doesn't have to be polite,"

Zeng Shiquan said: "The eldest grandson pavilion is the master of the world, known as invincible, our family has also admired it for a long time, legend has it that now the various sects and factions on the rivers and lakes are fighting fiercely, it can be regarded as magnificent, colorful, compared to the little fight in our officialdom, but it is much more lively, I didn't expect the pavilion master to come out lightly, go straight to the Beijing Division, just this courage is admirable,"

The eldest grandson smiled and said: " Oh, Zeng Zhangye said and laughed, I have learned some rough kung fu in the down, I can only defend myself, and I am embarrassed to laugh in front of the acquaintance, someone calls me invincible, in fact, it does not mean how high the martial arts are, but that I don't want to make enemies with others, and anyone can make friends, more and more friends, naturally there is no enemy, as for the fight, the market children for a cake and there will be a quarrel, not to say that it is an adult, in fact, in the final analysis, we businessmen, along the Yangtze River to do some luck trading, and friends on the rivers and lakes to contact more, but the fact, the business is bigger, the travel is naturally wide, more friends are more wealthy, who can not get along with money，”

Jiang Wan said with a smile: "The people of Daming come to the capital to go shopping, usually tight, but they don't need any guts, Zeng Zhangye's straight word, I am afraid that there is a suspicion of misuse, which makes it easy for people to misunderstand," he glanced at him as he spoke, Gao Yang also looked at him, his eyes were paired, and a smile appeared on his face.

Zeng Shiquan smiled: "Yes, alas, there is no way, the family is poor when I was a child, I haven't read a book for a few days, and it is common to make mistakes, and I usually write a document in the factory, that is, I use two words, one catches, one kills, and I often mix it up, haha, see the smile and laugh,"

Gao Yang picked up the cup and held his hands in front of his chest: "Originally, we came to Yanxiang Pavilion, it was a guest and not the host, it seems that we have to turn around and salute the three distant guests for a cup, since the eldest grandson pavilion master loves to make friends, you have to invite me to sit in the league, the pavilion lord is famous, and the sword family of my alliance has been longing for a long time, everyone should really get together, drink and talk, and have a good chat,"

The eldest grandson Xiaochi also picked up the cup and said: "The lord of Zheng Meng has sent letters to me many times, the words are generous, the words are sincere, and he has the heart of a countryman, and he is also very respectful in the bottom. Brother Chang, the matter of Qinfu, Boshan went back and told me, and later the matter of Datong, I also know, you gave up your business and abandoned your family, bravely went to the country, so that I admired it deeply, and hated the villain for succeeding in his treachery, resulting in the death of Haojie, and the hero's blood, but now, it is useless to sigh, and I hope that we can join hands with each other to look forward, if my brother is willing to make me a friend, please take the wine, and accompany me to drink this glass,"

Chang Sihao saw that there was a flow of brilliance in his eyes, and he said it very sincerely, and outside the words, he vaguely concealed his willingness to join hands with fellow people in the rivers and lakes to sweep away the hidden meaning of the East Factory, and thought: "It is rumored that Juhao Pavilion is expanding strongly, which makes people feel extremely vicious, but whether it is Shen Lu, or Zhu Qing, Jiang Wan, they all have their own manners, not as rough and bad as imagined, this eldest grandson pavilion master also feels more kind, not like the bad guys, Zheng Mengzhu said that they want to go north, and the Qin family is also worried that they will invade the west, will it be because others have grown too fast, and they have made themselves uneasy and fearful, thus exaggerating the threat, "I thought again:" In any case, it is a fact that Juhao Pavilion invaded the west, whether it was a conspiracy in Dongchang, or whether the eldest grandson Xiaochi took the opportunity to make trouble, in short, it was impossible to reconcile with them in Juexiang, but since he was so polite at the wine table today, he had to give each other a face,"

Thinking of this, he stood up, raised his glass and said: "Lord Changsun Pavilion, I don't understand the affairs of the rivers and lakes, national affairs, I know even more limited, where Chang Sihao goes, say his own words, do his own things, everything but with conscience, I came here today to drink, you respect me, I follow this glass of wine,"

Eldest Sun Xiaochi heard the meaning of his words, and laughed: "Brother Chang is really real, okay, let's just have this drink, you remember, it is not the Juhao Pavilion Master who is drinking with you now, but the eldest grandson Xiaochi,"

Chang Sihao nodded: "Please," raised his head and drank it all, Gao Yang and several people also did it, Chang Sihao sat back on the chair, at this time there was an uproar in the hall, it turned out that Shui Yanxiang had read all the scripts, and there seemed to be nothing to do, which caused everyone to discuss, check the chicken rack and stepped forward, and said in a low voice: "Girl, there is no first in the text, there is no second in the martial arts, you can pick one or two slightly better ones to sing, so as not to make everyone's faces look bad,"

Shui Yanxiang frowned and said: "There are many words and sentences in these words that are brilliant and magnificent, but they are too empty and have no true meaning, just like each word is a jade brick with carved scenery, piled together but built into a pigsty, isn't it smelly, and there are some people who pick out cold ancient words to make up poems to drop the book bag and show their knowledge, then they are even more waiting, and there is no need to mention it,"

Cha Ji Jia was shaken by the wine in her mouth, and when she heard the discussion behind her, she said with a bitter face: "The girl whispered, what everyone wrote in a hurry is inevitably of limited standard, and it is reasonable,"

Shui Yanxiang's eyes didn't leave the script, she didn't pay attention to him, she flipped through a few articles back and forth, and said with a smile: "It's not a standard question, it's just that this full house of men, there is no one with a little husband in the words, I really don't know what to say,"

Chang Sihao's table is a master of the world, although the voice in the hall is chaotic, Shui Yanxiang's words are still heard clearly, Zeng Shiquan smiled, and said: "Alas, our family hasn't read a book for a few days, and if you want to write, you can't write it, there is a way that the world's talented people go out of Jiangnan, the eldest grandson pavilion master, see that you behave elegantly, talk extraordinary, and Zhu Qing and Jiang Wan, the same two gentlemen, must have studied the knowledge, why not write a girl to take a look, so as not to let you and I all have to be laughed at by a woman,"

The eldest grandson smiled and said: "The water girl is gifted with high qualifications, and the poems and essays she writes are either impassioned and impassioned, or beautiful and graceful, each with its own atmosphere, all of which are extraordinary.

Zeng Shiquan smiled and said: "The lord of the Eldest Sun Pavilion is too humble, come here, take pen and ink," his voice was very high, attracting many people in the hall to look sideways,

A turtle slave heard the sound of the tray coming, and at the suggestion of Zeng Shiquan, he moved the dishes and spread the paper in front of the eldest grandson Xiaochi, Zeng Shiquan smiled, looked at each other leisurely, and said: "You're welcome, please,"

Zhu Qing and Jiang Wan frowned slightly when they looked at each other, and the atmosphere was tense.

Chang Sihao understands that this is Zeng Shiquan's deliberate provocation, and now Shui Yanxiang is drunk and confused, if the words written by the eldest grandson pavilion master can't be liked by her, it will naturally be shameful, if she is fancied, she is just a Qinglou woman, her appreciation is limited, and what brilliance is there to spread out, more importantly, now that the words are frozen here, if you don't write, it will seem that there is no literature and ink in the belly of the lord of this huge gathering mansion, and he is timid and fearless, and he writes, as if Zeng Shiquan wants him to do something, he has to do something, and he teaches Dongchang to press his head.

I saw the eldest grandson smile faintly, and said: "Okay, in fact, whether to write or not, to write well and poorly, are all lost, in this case, why not scribble and teach everyone to be happy," said and lifted the pen, thought about it a little, the cone fell straight down, the strength was as swift as flying, and the ink line on the paper suddenly hooked out, winding vertically and horizontally, through one breath, smooth as mercury pouring down,

Chang Sihao sat opposite and looked at his posture of moving the pen, and suddenly felt that the heat between the ribs was surging, and the internal force was surging, as if the whole body was diffused like fog, melting in all directions, and the world in his eyes was only the momentum of the pen psychic.

This momentum has an astonishing grace and strength, like a horse galloping through the wilderness, and the ink is only the dust and smoke behind it,

The horse galloped more and more urgently, and suddenly there was a "whoosh" sound, and it rose into the air, and it was gone.

Chang Sihao then woke up, his body suddenly became sluggish, and he looked at it calmly, the eldest grandson Xiaochi had already put the pen on the plate, and his two fingers lightly clamped the corner, throwing the paper on his shoulder.

The turtle slave took it with both hands, walked quickly to the edge of the stage, leaned forward, and raised his head high,

Shui Yanxiang bent down and gently took it in her hand, glanced at the eldest grandson Xiaochi, and when she sat up straight, she looked at the paper,

The eyes of the others were also focused, and their faces were full of jealousy, anticipation, and anxiety.

Only Chang Sihao was stunned to reminisce about the situation just now, and felt an indescribable weirdness and freshness all over his body, his eyes fixed on the eldest grandson Xiaochi, and he said in his heart: "Could it be that he knows what kind of evil arts,"