What are you two doing? One gives each other vinegar, the other gives each other chili oil, it is not enough to give each other lanterns, but also give each other seasonings
Mu Qingchen always felt that this scene was very annoying, and at the same time he felt a little full, obviously he didn't have dinner.
"He can't eat spicy food." Mu Qingchen took the spicy oil from Gu Jiao's hand.
Xiao Heng squinted slightly and looked at Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao was about to say something, when Mu Qingchen's eyes swept over, do you want to have hemorrhoids again
Gu Jiao: "..."
Is this shit going to go away
"Just, take a spoonful." Gu Jiao quickly poured half of it into the bowl, and Mu Qingchen didn't have time to stop it.
The dumplings tasted really good, especially after being drizzled with chili oil, it was simply amazing, Gu Jiao was very satisfied.
Both of them were eating, only Mu Qingchen sat dry.
Mu Qingchen didn't want to stare at them, but his eyes would fall on them unconsciously.
Gu Jiao was eating with a chomp, her cheeks were bulging, and she was inexplicably cute.
Mu Qingchen frowned.
How could he find a big man cute
He is crazy!
He glanced at the uninvited guest Long Yi again. Long Yi's appearance could not be described as cute. He was gentle and elegant, and his gestures showed an air of nobility.
To say that this is not an etiquette cultivated since childhood, Mu Qingchen would not believe it.
But Mu Qingchen racked his brains, and it was difficult to connect the person in front of him with the son of a noble family in Shengdu.
Could it not be from Shengdu
It's not right, his accent is from Shengdu, and he himself admitted it.
When Mu Qingchen was puzzled, the three of Mu Chuan came over.
"Fourth brother! Rokuro!"
Gu Jiao didn't raise her head when Liu Lang called, but Xiao Heng glanced at Muchuan instead.
Mu Qingchen frowned and didn't call you again.
"Luo Lang, why did you ignore me when I called you?" Muchan came to the table and said resentfully.
Gu Jiao sucked a dumpling and said without changing her face, "I'm busy."
Never admit that you didn't respond.
"Are you full?" Xiao Heng asked Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao said, "You can eat a little more."
Everything is good at Shengdu, but the portions of the dishes are always exquisite.
Xiao Heng smiled lightly and said, "Save some stomach for something else."
"Well, good!" Gu Jiao responded with kindness.
Mu Qingchen's brows furrowed even tighter, since she had known Gu Jiao for so long, she had never seen Gu Jiao speak so well.
Muchuan glanced at Xiao Heng strangely and asked, "Liulang, who is this?"
Gu Jiao introduced: "The friend I just met, Long Yi."
"So your name is Liulang." Xiao Heng plugged the loophole that the two did not introduce each other's identities when they met.
Gu Jiao said solemnly, "Yes, my surname is Xiao and my name is Rooku. They are my classmates."
"My name is Muchuan."
"Yuan Xiao."
"Zhao Wei."
The three reported to their homes in turn.
Mu Qingchen never showed any intention of getting acquainted with this Long Yi, nor did he introduce himself.
But he didn't say it, it didn't mean Muchuan didn't say anything.
Muchan smiled and said, "The three of us are all classmates of Rokuro, and so is my fourth brother. He is also Rokuro's roommate!"
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Heng's face sank.
Gu Jiao, who was drinking dumpling soup, felt a chill on her back.
What's with the illusion that the backyard is about to catch fire again
Gu Jiao hurriedly put down the soup bowl and said, "I haven't lived in the dormitory before!"
Xiao Heng hummed lightly.
Mu Qingchen looked at Gu Jiao suspiciously.
Gu Jiao coughed lightly, stood up and said, "Okay, I'm full! Let's go! By the way, what about Master Wu?"
The ability to change the subject is just right!
Muchuan said, "he went to see a sideshow, and we sneaked over here!"
What is going on with the lanterns with the master? Of course it's going to be good luck.
"There is a poetry club over there, let's go have a look!" Zhao Wei suggested.
They are students of Wenju Academy, and they are still very interested in poetry festivals. Gu Jiao just wants to quickly put out the fire in the backyard, so she will not disagree.
The group happily went.
Xiao Heng walked on the left side of Gu Jiao, and Mu Qingchen walked on the right side of Gu Jiao.
She was occupied left and right, and Muchuan and the three could only follow behind them.
Zhao Wei suddenly whispered: "Hey, do you think the three of them are weird?"
"What's wrong?" Muchuan asked.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Yuan Xiao also asked.
Zhao Wei looked at the backs of the three people and frowned, "I can't tell, it's just... the three of them... it feels quite crowded."
Yuan Xiao looked at the three of them and said, "The three of us are quite crowded. The street is so wide and there are so many people, so it's not right to not be crowded, right?"
Zhao Wei said, "Our crowd is different from their crowd!"
Yuan Xiao asked stupidly, "What's the difference?"
Zhao Wei scratched his head: "Just... hey, can I tell you why I'm still asking you?"
"Forget it." Zhao Wei sighed.
Zhao Wei has a more delicate mind, but he can't stand Muchuan and Yuan Xiao's nerves.
The two of them wanted to see the lanterns on the street more than to observe whether the three big men were crowded.
The folk customs of the Yan Kingdom are relatively open among the Six Kingdoms. There are many women on the street who are lanterns, and men rarely have jacquard lights, which always feels a little out of tune. Xiao Heng and Gu Jiao are exceptions.
The appearance of the two of them lanterns facing each other is as beautiful as a mural.
A group of people came to the site of the poetry party. This should be the largest poetry party in the whole street. It was held by a restaurant. It not only included poems, but also lantern riddles, pairs, and eight-legged essays.
The lantern riddles are the simplest, and the lanterns awarded are the most common.
The first-place lantern is a gourd made of gold leaf. The gourd must be made of real gold wire, which is expensive and exquisite.
This lamp is not for sale, only the best eight-part essay is qualified to take it away.
Gu Jiao looked at the gourd lamp, her eyes lit up.
Jin Cancan, Clearance must like it.
"Want?" Xiao Heng asked softly in her ear.
The warm breath made her earlobe slightly itchy, she scratched her little ear and nodded, "Yeah."
Xiao Heng walked over directly. The lobby on the first floor was full of scholars writing eight-legged essays. Xiao Heng found a corner table and sat down.
"Hey? How did Long Yi get in?" Muchuan asked.
Guessing lantern riddles, writing poems, and pairing can be done outside. Muchan just wanted to guess a few lantern riddles anyway.
Soon, Mu Qingchen also walked in.
"Fourth brother?" Muchan was stunned. He looked at the golden gourd lamp hanging at the door and thought, didn't he think, is this lamp so beautiful? Fourth brother also wants it
Mu Qingchen didn't sit with Xiao Heng, he chose a table three or four seats away from Xiao Heng.
The two wrote calmly.
It didn't take long to attract everyone's attention.
A scholar who was writing eight-legged essays on a seat by the window patted his companion at the front table and asked, "Look, is that person over there Mr. Qingchen?"
As soon as these words came out, not only did the two companions at the front table stop writing, but even the rest of them looked in the direction he pointed.
The other recognized Mu Qingchen and whispered, "It seems that he is really him!"
"Isn't it? Why is Young Master Qingchen here? Is he a lantern messenger?"
"Is he here to smash the scene?"
"That's right, he's the head of the four young masters. He's here to write the eight-part essay. What else is there to do with us?"
At least half of the people who were still writing hard at the beginning put down their writing.
The title of Young Master Qingchen is enough to kill their fighting spirit, right
While waiting outside, Gu Jiao guessed a lot of lantern riddles and won a lot of lanterns, all of which were given to passing girls.
The news that Mu Qingchen was here gradually spread, and more and more people came to watch.
Finally, after the sound of the gong, the shopkeeper of the restaurant walked out with a smile and took down the golden gourd lantern in person.
"Someone won the first place! Who is who!"
"I do not know!"
"It's Young Master Qingchen!"
The shopkeeper glanced around the crowd, walked towards Gu Jiao with a lantern in hand, and said politely, "Is your Excellency Xiao Liulang Master Xiao?"
"I am." Gu Jiao said.
The shopkeeper offered the lantern with both hands: "Congratulations to Mr. Xiao for getting the lantern."
Someone in the crowd said dissatisfiedly: "He didn't go in to write an essay again!"
The shopkeeper smiled and looked at Gu Jiao: "This article written by Mr. Xiao's friend has been appreciated by Mr. Yang Ge, and it is the worthy number one tonight. Mr. Xiao's friend urged Mr. Xiao to give this lantern to Mr. Xiao, please Mr. Xiao. Smile."
Gu Jiao took the lantern.
It was only then that everyone reacted, and the shopkeeper just said something to Mr. Yang Ge.
"Oh my god! Elder Yang Ge is here!"
"I knew that Yang Ge was here, and I also went in to write an essay! If I could give some advice from the old man, it would be worth my life!"
Yang Ge is always the leader of the literary world of Yan Kingdom. All the people who come to Shengdu to study are eager to become Yang Ge Lao’s disciples. Unfortunately, Yang Ge Lao hardly accepts students in private.
Soon, Xiao Heng and Mu Qingchen came out.
The two walked towards Gu Jiao.
Seeing that Gu Jiao and Mu Qingchen knew each other and both wore the uniforms of Tianqiong Academy, everyone looked unsurprised.
A scholar said, "I'll say it's Young Master Qingchen, right? Only his articles can catch the eyes of Elder Yang."
In the wing room on the second floor, Yang Ge's old man was sitting on the mat, and on the desk in front of him were several eight-part essays that had just been collected from the lobby.
Opposite Yang Ge Lao sat an elegant middle-aged man.
"Elder Ge, you've watched it several times." The middle-aged man said with a smile, "Is it really that amazing?"
Yang Ge stroked his beard and said, "Since Prince Jing, I have never seen such an astonishing and brilliant literary talent."
"It's Duke Ango now." Jing Shizi used to call him many years ago, and the middle-aged man smiled, "Compared with Duke Ang, is this evaluation too high? Who is it?"
Looking at the signature under the text, Yang Ge said strangely, "Long Yi."
…
Gu Jiao and her party were walking on the bustling streets. She now has two lanterns, a pink and tender peach lantern and a golden gourd lantern, which attracted the attention of many pedestrians.
"Liulang, your lamp is so beautiful!" Yuan Xiao pointed at the gourd lamp on Gu Jiao's right hand.
Of course, it was sent by Mr.
Mu Qingchen's suspicious eyes fell on Xiao Heng, who is this person
"Dried meat! Fresh and delicious dried meat!"
Not far away came the shouts of hawkers.
Xiao Heng said to Gu Jiao, "You go shopping first, I'll go buy some dried meat."
After he left, Mu Qingchen blurted out: "Do you like to eat dried meat?"
This question is very strange, even Mu Qingchen's own brows are surprised, why does he subconsciously think that what the person named Long Yi did is for Xiao Liulang
Gu Jiao somehow felt that she had to answer this question cautiously.
At this moment, Muchuan found a new stand for guessing lantern riddles, and waved to a few people: "Fourth brother, Liulang, come here quickly!"
"Luo Lang, walk around and have a look!" Yuan Xiao urged.
Gu Jiao was successfully taken away by the two, and Mu Qingchen asked about loneliness.
The place selling dried meat is not far away, just in front of a ready-to-wear shop diagonally opposite, the dried meat is doing well, there are a lot of people queuing, Xiao Heng is standing at the end of the line.
Xiao Heng waited patiently.
He was not used to wearing a mask, and he pushed it with his hand, but accidentally pushed the mask off.
He bent over, stretched out his slender fingertips to pick up the mask that fell to the ground, and lightly patted the dust on the mask.
At the same time, a woman with an embroidered basket came out of the clothing store.
The woman's clothes were not too luxurious, but her demeanor was comparable to that of an unusual woman.
She walked past the butcher's stall and got into the carriage by the side of the road.
Xu Shi's aroma of dried meat was so enticing, the woman couldn't help but glance at the stall.
At one glance, she froze all over.
The carriage started up.
The woman didn't sit still, fell backwards, and the curtain in her hand fell with a snap.
"Stop! Stop!"
she yelled.
The coachman stopped the carriage.
The little girl in the car asked, "Auntie, what's wrong with you? Did something fall into the shop? I'll go get it?"
The woman did not answer her words, but raised her skirt and hurriedly got off the carriage.
She came to the stall selling dried meat, and cut away the men in line one by one.
"What?"
"Are you sick!"
The crowd yelled.
The woman murmured in a daze: "Where are the people? Where are the people?"
The little girl came over and said, "Auntie, who are you looking for?"
The woman was disappointed and said, "His Royal Highness... I saw His Highness..."
The little girl looked around and said in a low voice, "Auntie, are you dazzled? His Highness, the eldest grandson, is no longer in Shengdu. He followed his wife to guard the imperial mausoleum."
(End of this chapter)