In front of Qingyu Hall, everyone had already set out wine and drank it while ordering the wine.
Jiang Xuening's alcohol intake is really average, and she was twisted and drank a little by Shen Zhiyi.
As soon as she drank the wine, her cheeks were dyed a thin red, which was really beautiful.
Shen Zhiyi couldn't help but clapped her hands, pointed at her and asked everyone, "Look, does Ningning look good?"
Many of the friends present were Yan Lin's friends, all of whom were teenagers.
Just now, because of the difference between men and women, it is difficult to look at the girls, but when Shen Zhiyi asked, many young people, including King Yanping, quietly raised their eyes to look at her, and there was a moment of unrequited love. His face was also thin and his face turned red.
Only Yan Lin looked at it calmly and seriously, and smiled with his lips bent: "It's beautiful."
Jiang Xuening was speechless.
She was originally blushing after drinking alcohol, but now her thin red cheeks are a little redder because of these simple words, turning into a crimson, which is more and more eye-catching, bright and charming.
Everyone was laughing and making trouble. As soon as they drank the wine and talked, it seemed that they had forgotten everything, and even their troubles were forgotten.
When Xiao Shu and others arrived after a moment's delay, what they saw was such a scene.
When people were under the porch, her footsteps stopped, and the other companions and another young man in Chinese clothes who were walking behind her also stopped.
Shen Zhiyi just raised her glass to ask King Yanping to drink, when she looked up and saw someone coming down the corridor, she was startled, then laughed: "Ashu, you guys are here too. Hey, isn't this Xiao Ye? It's actually here too. ."
The young man standing behind Xiao Shu raised his chin a little high.
Hearing Shen Zhiyi calling him by his first name, his lips pursed a bit, but since the other party was a high-ranking princess, and it was not easy to attack, he could only smile reluctantly, and said, "Xiao Ye has seen Her Royal Highness the eldest princess. "
Xiao Ye.
Jiang Xuening heard the name and turned to look.
The boy was 18 or 19 years old, his eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Xiao Shu's, he was wearing expensive sky blue brocade and cloud satin, and there were many sachets and jade pendants hanging around his waist, and he also wore a sword scabbard full of gems. 's long sword. Although he was greeting others, he didn't look at anyone else, and his expression was somewhat arrogant.
This is the current heir of the Xiao family.
The sequel of Duke Dingguo, the younger brother of Xiao Shu's compatriot, was rumored to be a dragon and a phoenix at that time, which attracted the admiration of Beijing. Inherited the huge Xiao family.
Being so precious, it's no wonder he's arrogant.
only…
After two years of Xiao Dingfei's appearance, he would still be able to be arrogant and laugh, and that would be considered a real skill.
Jiang Xuening looked back.
Shen Zhiyi beckoned and said, "We are ordering a drink, so come along too."
Xiao Shu bowed her body and said, "It is better to obey orders than to be respectful."
Yan Lin watched quietly, neither making a sound nor objecting.
When Xiao Ye came over, he sat down carelessly, then glanced at the table, curled his lips slightly, and said, "What kind of wine are you drinking?"
King Yanping replied stupidly: "Old apricot brew."
Xiao Ye shook his head: "What is there to drink?"
Everyone looked at him.
He also brought a gold-painted folding fan when he came here today, he raised it and knocked on the table, saying, "I knew you were all here so early and wanted to drink here, so I'll bring our Zijin altar to you. It was sent by a group of people from Jiangnan, and the wine is the first."
Yan Lin smiled and did not speak.
Xiao Shu frowned and glanced at Xiao Ye.
Xiao Ye touched his nose and seemed to have reacted to something, but there was still some disapproval in his eyes, he picked up the wine in front of him, and said, "Of course, apricot blossoms are also good, old wine, good. Wine, you can drink it soon."
Everyone was originally very happy to drink, but when they heard what he said, they felt disgusted.
Which of the present here is not a son of honor
It is the Xiao family that is prominent and higher than others, but who can't have a few jars of good wine? If it weren't for the fact that it was Yan Linguanli today, I'm afraid that he would leave immediately, and he wouldn't be bothered to pay attention to him.
In the end, he was still the good old man of Yanping Wang. Seeing that the atmosphere was suddenly not right, he hurriedly came out to smooth the game, took a glass of wine, stood up, and held it up to Yanlin, saying, "Today is Yanlin's birthday, it's hard for everyone to get together, why don't everyone get together? Let's toast him together and congratulate him on his birthday, how about it?"
Shen Zhiyi immediately said, "Okay!"
Of course, everyone had no objection, all stood up to serve the wine and held it high to Yanlin.
One said: "I wish the son of Yan a blessing like the East China Sea..."
Yan Lin smiled: "Fuck you."
One hurriedly pushed the previous one away and said, "I'm here, I'm here, of course, I want to be as constant as the moon, as the sun rises, as..."
Yan Lin sighed: "vulgar."
When it was Xiao Shu's turn, she pondered for a while, raised her glass and looked at Yan Lin and said, "I am also a vulgar, so I wish the prince of Yan every year to have this day and every year to have this day."
Every year has today, every year has today.
In the ears of others, this is wishing Yan Lin a long life.
However, it became extremely harsh in Jiang Xuening's ears. The moment she heard Xiao Shu say these words, her complexion changed abruptly, her eyes suddenly became sharper, and she looked at Xiao Shu.
Xiao Shu's mouth twitched into a small smile, as if she really said these words out of sincerity.
She couldn't tell whether she was unintentional or intentional.
Yan Lin sat opposite Jiang Xuening, and when she heard the words, she also raised her head and glanced at Xiao Shu, but her face did not change, showing a calmness beyond his age, and even thanked him: "I can get Xiao Da. The girl's congratulations, Yan Lin should remember it for a long time."
Xiao Shu said, "You're welcome."
Yan Lin turned his head to look at Jiang Xuening, his plain eyes softened a lot, and said, "What about you, what do you wish me?"
Jiang Xuening did not expect that Yan Lin would take the initiative to call her, and she was still thinking that there were so many people present, so that everyone would not say the last sentence, and that he would just mix with everyone.
This time, Yan Lin was a little bit, and everyone looked at her.
She opened her mouth, but her mind was blank.
Yan Lin saw that her slender fingers were holding the wine glass in a daze, as if she didn't know what to say, she couldn't help but smile, she reached out and took the initiative to gently touch her own wine glass with hers, saying: " If you can't think of anything, then let me congratulate you."
Jiang Xuening stared at him blankly.
The young man looked at her and said very earnestly, "May the bright moon be with you, the breeze will always be with you, and your heart will be completely relieved, and all difficulties will be overcome."
After saying that, he looked up and drank the wine in the cup.
Everyone cheered in unison, and they all drank the wine from the cup.
Jiang Xuening slowed down for a moment.
When Yan Lin put down the wine cup and looked at her, she felt that her heart was soaked in the mellow wine today, sour and swollen, and she raised her head to dry the wine in the cup, and her eyes were stained with water. Glittering, bright and moving.
Today, Yan Lin is the master, everyone is talking around Yan Lin, and all the wine is accompanied by Yan Lin.
Xiao Ye, who was born in the Dingguo Gongfu, asked himself that his status was no lower than that of Yan Lin, but since he sat down, no one paid any attention. So the more he sat, the more he felt annoyed. Look around.
The sword box with the sword that Jiang Xuening gave to Yan Lin before was placed next to it.
He walked over and saw it, picked up the sword out of curiosity, held it up under the sky to look at it, and couldn't help shaking his head: "This sword looks too simple, too heavy? Such a sword also appeared in the Hou residence?"
When Yan Lin, who was talking to someone, turned his head, his eyes turned cold.
Even Shen Zhiyi frowned.
Yan Lin walked over and only said: "Some swords are light and light, and some are heavy. The swords are different and the way is different. Please return this sword to me, Mr. Xiao."
Then he took the sword from Xiao Ye's hand.
Xiao Ye listened to his calm words, but he didn't feel that this person put him in his eyes at all, and he was always dressed in fine clothes and food, and was raised by others. He didn't know what restraint was, and sneered suddenly: "My son's sword was taught by Mr. Liu Xie, a famous swordsman in Beijing. What does Shizi Yan mean, is he wrong?"
The ranger's sword and the general's sword are not one kind of sword.
But Yan Lin didn't want to explain it to him, he just said, "You're right, right?"
It's better if he's not like this. The more he's like this, the more Xiao Ye feels that he is scornful. The arrogance and dissatisfaction he was holding down suddenly erupted. He pressed his hand directly on his waist and pulled out the sword he was wearing!
With a flick of the light-hearted sword, it pressed down on Yan Lin's sword!
He laughed: "Why are you so anxious to hide the sword in the box? I heard that Prince Yan's swordsmanship was taught by Marquis Yan, and Mr. Liu Xie also praised Marquis's sword a lot. Today coincides with the meeting, Prince Yan got a new sword. I don't know if I can ask for advice?"
Xiao Ye's sword was a snow-like sword, long, narrow, and even a little soft.
Yan Lin's sword was three fingers wide, and the blade was cast from meteorite iron, with a three-point black-green brilliance.
He still kept his previous posture of putting the sword back into the sword box, lowered his head and lowered his eyes. He easily saw his eyes reflected on Xiao Ye's snowy sword.
Sullen, chilling, cold.
So with a slight brow movement and a flick of his wrist, Yan Lin didn't even change the expression on his face, so he raised his sword and shook it, and the sword that Xiao Ye was holding was thrown upside down, almost flying out of his hand!
Xiao Ye was caught off guard and was taken aback.
Yan Lin was holding the long sword upside down, and the tip of the sword pointed diagonally to the ground. Jiang Xuening was holding the long sword that was struggling in both hands, but he didn't feel any weight when he was carrying it. He had a natural attitude and said with a smile: "'Ask for advice' Don’t dare, Young Master Xiao has the heart to test the sword, and it’s harmless to compare him.”
Xiao Ye's expression darkened immediately.
He prides himself on learning swordsmanship from a famous teacher, but he really doesn't take Yan Lin's swordsmanship in his eyes. Seeing that Princess Leyang and the noble children of Beijing are all there, he is determined to do his best to make everyone look at him with admiration. , so he shouted without thinking, "Okay! Look at the sword!"
When the voice fell, the man had already followed the sword.
Everyone didn't expect that they would compare, and they were shocked.
Jiang Xuening also got up from his seat.
On the contrary, Shen Zhiyi became excited: "Yeah, it's fun now!"
Yan Lin didn't move, just lowered his eyes, turned sideways and avoided the sword.
The long sword brushed against his shoulder.
Xiao Ye frowned and wanted to return to the sword and strike again, but Yan Lin's epee was turned upside down, and the heavy sword crossed an arc and hit Xiao Ye's sword. For a while, there was a feeling of sparks splashing all over the place. Under the huge shock of the sword body, Xiao Ye almost didn't hold the sword, and he turned around and drew the sword to be able to stabilize.
He suffered a loss as soon as he fought, and he couldn't hold back his face.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he picked up the long sword and followed the teacher's instructions, using all kinds of dazzling swords to attract him.
"when!"
"when!"
"when!"
…
Yan Lin was dressed in a dark blue brocade robe, and his robe seemed to carry a strong wind. At first, he gave Xiao Ye some face, and also wanted to see how deep he was. But after a few tricks, it was discovered that this person was just a flower fist and embroidered legs. After learning a little bit of fur, he became self-righteous, and his hands became heavier.
A sword is as fast as a sword, and a sword is as heavy as a sword!
Xiao Ye felt numb in the tiger's mouth and could not stand under his feet, but Yan Lin had one hand behind his back, and he slashed with sword and sword as if he was walking in the courtyard. Every time he slashed, Xiao Ye took a step back, and finally retreated under the cherry tree!
"Zheng!"
A sharp beep.
Yan Lin's face was expressionless, the cold and heavy long sword in his hand directly knocked on Xiao Ye's wrist, and when he picked it up again, the light snow sword flew straight out of Xiao Ye's hand like a simple stroke of light!
When it fell, it fell on the steps made of bluestone, and there was a sound of "dang bang".
The people watching on the corridor suddenly gasped.
Xiao Ye's face turned red and blue.
It didn't give him any face at all!
Yan Lin studied hard with his father since he was a child. Although he is also a son of the nobles in Beijing, he can be placed in the two major camps in Tongzhou and Fengtai, and he can also draw a level with the top soldiers among the soldiers, whether it is martial arts or swordsmanship. Tend to be practical and direct!
If you cannot defeat the enemy on the battlefield, you will be the one who will die.
This also caused his sword stance to look particularly cold and cold, and even brought a bit of terrifying authority!
After shooting down Xiao Ye's sword, he turned his wrists, held the hilt in both hands, and held the long sword upside down. Even his expression was the same as when he had been in the first place, without any changes, he just stood tall and clasped his fists in salute to the opponent: already."
Xiao Ye's mouth was still numb, he gritted his teeth and said, "You!"
Yan Lin's brows were stained with a little frost, and the coldness that had been pressed before finally came out completely, and there was even a sharpness that the children of nobles in Beijing had never seen before: "How?"
Xiao Ye looked at him for a long time, but he took a step back and said with a sneer, "Forget it, a rude warrior would know something like this."
Shen Zhiyi walked down immediately, stared at him and said, "What did you say?"
Yan Lin didn't get angry, but looked at Xiao Ye up and down, and smiled plainly, saying, "If Ding Fei was here, I'm afraid it wouldn't be such a waste."
Certainly not a prince...
Few people in Beijing have heard this name.
But in the end it is about the secrets of the two clans of Xiao Yan, and there is still someone secretly passing on it: Xiao Shu and Xiao Ye are both born in the continuation of the string, and the wife of Duke Dingguo is the sister of Hou Yongyi and the aunt of Yan Lin. Originally, the one who was going to inherit the Xiao family was the son of the Yuan partner, Dingfei Shizi. If it wasn't for the unfortunate death of the Shizi Dingfei twenty years ago, Mrs. Yan and Li returned to Yongyi Hou's mansion. ? I'm afraid I don't even have the chance to be born.
Yan Lin's words seem to be plain, but their power is not small.
Everyone's eyes fell on the Xiao brothers and sisters.
Where did Xiao Ye think that Yan Lin would bring up this topic without warning
As soon as his face changed, he was about to burst into anger.
At the critical moment, Xiao Shu snorted coldly: "Shut up!"
Xiao Ye suffocated, his eyes were filled with hatred, but he finally didn't dare to speak.
Xiao Shu walked out, but she was still able to maintain a little calm, but her face was not very good-looking, she bowed to Yan and said, "My brother is reckless and careless in his words, which makes the son of Yan unhappy, Xiao Shu is here to help He apologized. He heard that Ding Fei's elder brother is very talented and smart, but it has been nearly 20 years since the incident, and my father could not help but sigh and feel sad. The people are gone, the old things are hard to follow, why should the son of Yan bring it up today, like this Aggressive?"
Yan Lin looked at Xiao Shu, only walked to the railing, put the icy and icy long sword just now into the sword box, and said lightly: "Yeah, after all the people have gone, the old things are hard to follow. If such a person is lucky enough to be alive, it must be a terrible thing, and how many people should be worried and sleepless at night."