I have been to Xiaoxiang Pavilion Mu Changqing once.

It is Xu Maoran's industry, and the natural decoration is extremely luxurious, but now the owner has changed, so the manager in the museum is still unclear.

Mu Changqing had no idea of ​​tempting these places for the time being, and let him manage them by himself.

Mingyue Tower is relatively more elegant.

Most of the women in the building will not be exposed as much as the temptation of the uniform of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

He was dressed appropriately, generously and well-behaved. He had basically read some poetry and books, and he could occasionally talk to those literati.

It is precisely because of this that compared to the naked flesh-like places like Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Mingyue Tower is more popular among Chang'an literati.

In the main hall, the lights are shining, and the fireworks are like the sea.

A woman in green was sitting on the stage holding a piba and singing a song adapted from her poems by her predecessors.

A curtain of green gauze is filled with beautiful shadows.

The guests sitting in the audience were not anxious, either drinking and listening to the songs, or drinking with a few friends.

The atmosphere is very lively.

The place where Zhao Ci held the banquet was in a elegant hall on the second floor.

Mu Changqing is the last one to arrive.

There was no objection to his late arrival of Shanshan, and the guests who had arrived.

There is no way, who makes your wrists not as big as others?

If you can ask Yanbao to open a column for you separately, you will have the confidence to come to the last one.

The treatment of the Platinum God and the Fat is naturally incomparable.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, Mu Changqing saw a small figure sitting behind the crowd.

The little figure was burying his head against the snacks in front of him, as if he didn't take other people or things seriously.

"Mr. Zhao, isn't Mu late?"

Seeing Zhao Ci coming towards him, Mu Changqing smiled and greeted him.

"Hey, what did Mr. Mu say? Come on, let me introduce it to you."

In fact, everyone had been waiting for a while, but since Mu Changqing had arrived, Zhao Ci naturally symbolically forgot about this matter.

Although Zhao Ci was in charge of Yanbao, he was also a senior official in the court. Chu Zhi had a few confidants, so he naturally knew much more than ordinary people.

"This is Lord Sun, currently serving in the Imperial College."

"This is Liu Jia, the teacher at the Painting Arts Academy."

"This is Mr. Li. Although he has no fame and fortune, he has extraordinary poetry and is famous in Chang'an City."

As he walked along the way, Mu Changqing nodded frequently at these people, and everyone responded with a smile.

Until the last person was introduced, Mu Changqing's eyes were surprised, and then a shallow curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This is Zhou Yuan, the new top scholar in the dynasty, and Mr. Mu should already be familiar with him."

When introducing this person, Zhao Ci also had his eyebrows trembling and suppressed the smile in his heart.

The story between these two people was published by Zhao Ci in Yan's newspaper. I don't know the secrets inside. Now the two met again, and there was probably a good show to watch.

"Oh, it turns out to be the top scholar. This is an old acquaintance. Lord Zhao, you are really. I told me that Brother Zhou is here too, so how could Mu come so late?"

Zhao Ci quickly cooperated: "I was negligent, I was negligent."

The corners of his mouth twitched twice, and Zhou Yuan smiled.

"Mr. Mu."

"Hey, Brother Zhou, I haven't seen you for a long time. Today I have to be very familiar with each other."

He held Zhou Yuan's shoulder and Mu Changqing pulled Zhou Yuan down at the table as if he had met again and had a friend.

Now Zhou Yuan no longer has the arrogant and domineering arrogance in the poetry meeting.

He can be the top scorer in the high school rankings of the big list, naturally he cannot be a fool.

Mu Changqing made a lot of noise during this period, and he saw it all.

Although he held an important position in the Imperial College, only he knew that his rights had long been undermined.

It is not clear when I will be completely kicked out of the team.

Of course he knows who is controlling everything behind his back.

I originally wanted to communicate with Xu Maoran for a while, but I didn't know that I had not contacted him for more than a month.

If you want to blame, you can only blame him for standing in the wrong team and following the wrong person.

He is a new top student, but has a bright future but has fallen into such a field.

Today's banquet was hosted by Zhao Ci. Zhou Yuan had published articles in Yan Daily before he was admitted, so he was naturally invited. He was not so confused that he rejected Zhao Ci's intentions.

Everyone in the hall looked at Mu Changqing's actions, and they looked at the two of them with a look of watching the show.

Everyone is a person in the system, so they naturally know the short story between the two.

The little figure behind the hall rolled her eyes and felt bored, and then continued to deal with the food in front of her.

"Brother Zhou is so happy recently?"

"With the concern of Chang'an County, Zhou Yuan is still fine."

Zhou Yuan smiled far-fetchedly with the urge to leave the table.

"It's so good. Since the poems have been parting, Mu Mouke has been muttering about Brother Zhou."

Mu Changqing took the wine glass and gave Zhou Yuan a kind glass.

"hehe……"

Holding the wine glass, Zhou Yuan had only one sentence in his heart that he would not be happy if he was not angry if he was selling a criticism.

You're afraid you keep saying that I'm dying?

After drinking the glass of Chinese American wine, Zhou Yuan became even more irritable.

Let’s make this flirt proud for a while. It’s not suitable for today’s occasion. When the young master returns, he will get back the venue.

After chatting for a few words, Mu Changqing also felt quite unsatisfied and did not have the slightest pleasure of the winner.

Shaking his head, he simply left the table and walked to the hall, regardless of the wine glass that Zhou Yuan had just raised awkwardly.

"You are really boring."

"Why am I bored?"

Sitting down beside the stupid girl, Mu Changqing took the snack in front of her and stuffed it into her mouth and smiled.

"I'm still curious about why you are here? Could it be that you have a masterpiece published in Yan News?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his feet were stepped on.

have to.

Come again.

"Didn't you agree that I'll lend you poetry, and won't you kick me in the future?"

“Is there any?”

Yun Zhixi tilted her little head, her eyes full of cunning curves.

"The more beautiful a woman is, the less trustworthy her words are. Has no one told you?"

The stupid girl grinned and was having a silly laughing, looking like she had succeeded in her trick.

"pretty?"

Raising his eyebrows, Mu Changqing looked up and down at the girl in front of him.

Yun Zhixi looked at her with a look of eyes and felt a sense of frigidity in her heart.

"What's your bad guy's look? My mother said, I will definitely be very beautiful when I grow up, and I'm even better than Sister Hua Ji."

Just you?

Even comparing with Hua Ji?

He stopped his eyes on the girl's flat chest, and Mu Changqing kept watching without saying anything.

Then I saw the girl's excited expression that had just faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the snacks in her mouth disappeared.

The little silver teeth creaked, and I wished I could bite a piece of meat on Mu Changqing's body.

Zhao Ci saw all the small movements of the two people behind the hall, and nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

Then he said loudly.

"Since you've all arrived, let's start a banquet."
Chapter completed!