"Baji!"

Wei Yan ignored her and put the last point into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it in one bite.

Liu Wuyou was stunned for a moment, and Fang suddenly woke up and hurriedly let go of his hand.

What is she doing?

Are you acting cute and asking for food?

Oh my God, when did she become like this?

However, the smell that still remains between the mouth is really... so wonderful.

Tang Jie and Han Shaoqing who were walking in front were still talking loudly, wanting to attract the attention of the girl behind him.

But the girl's thoughts at this time had no idea where she flew.

Before it was dark, lanterns were hung on both sides of the street early.

The Prince-Confucian Mansion is located in the north of the city, covering a vast area and in front of the door, two mighty stone lions squatting on the spotless bluestone slabs.

When Wei Yan and others arrived, there were endless guests at the door, all of whom were graceful and graceful.

"Brother Tang, Brother Han!"

Someone recognized Tang Jie and Han Shaoqing, and quickly came over to say hello enthusiastically, and took a look at Wei Yan and Liu Bingyi, brothers and sisters behind them.

Tang Jie quickly introduced.

When introducing Wei Yan, I mentioned it in one sentence.

When introducing Liu Bingyi, he said proudly: "Do you know who this person is? This is Liu Yong and Liu Gongzi who gave to Qingyuelou two red lips to listen to the snow girl that night."

Two consecutive songs of red lips that night made Liu Yong's name spread quickly. The circle of Kyoto literati has been excitedly discussing these two new poems and wonderful stories that happened at that time.

As soon as Tang Jie introduced the young men, the eyes immediately lit up and said in surprise: "It turns out to be Mr. Liu! Mr. Liu's name is well-known! The two small poems that night were wonderful, and the story was even more exciting!"

"Haha, poor Zhou Wenyang and Zhao Feng, who were famous all over the world, were ruined. The next day, he left Kyoto in shame and ran back to his hometown."

"That's worthy, what's the pity? I actually wanted to steal Brother Liu's masterpiece in front of everyone, but I was sought to die. Brother Liu took off his disguise and revealed his true face. When I first met him, I felt that Zhou Wenyang was not worthy of his reputation, but I didn't expect that he was a person who was seeking fame and falsified! Shameless!"

After cursing for a while, Zhou Wenyang and Zhao Feng were surrounded by Liu Bingyi in enthusiastically.

As for Wei Yan, he was directly ignored.

When climbing the steps, a butler bowed to greet him, took the invitation, and made a loud announcement.

The young men all took out invitations.

Liu Bingyi looked embarrassed and said, "There are no invitations below."

The young men hurriedly said to the housekeeper: "This is Liu Yong and Liu Dazi, and he is my friend."

"Liu Yong?"

The old butler was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said, "Is it the young master Liu Yong who won the first place for Qingyue Tower that night?"

Since the housekeeper of the Prince Consort's Mansion naturally has some skills and remember all the new talented people, so as not to neglect the guests and make the master unhappy.

“That’s right.”

Tang Jie said proudly.

The old housekeeper quickly informed him, then smiled at Liu Bingyi and said, "Please, Mr. Liu, my master praised you for your two small poems. However, I really didn't find your residence, so I didn't have time to send an invitation. Please don't blame me."

Liu Bingyi said a few words of politeness. When he was about to go in, he looked at Wei Yan and Liu Wuyou behind him and said, "That's my friend and sister. Can they go in together?"

The old butler glanced at Wei Yan and the others, feeling a little embarrassed: "This..."

Today, all the guests are distinguished guests, and there are nobles in the palace. The master personally explained that those who have no invitations or reputations cannot enter, so as not to get involved in some people with ulterior motives and cause danger.

If he hit the noble man in the palace, he would be afraid that his ten heads would not be enough to cut him.

"Young Master Liu, I'm really sorry."

The old housekeeper smiled bitterly and said, "The master has given him instructions that those who do not have invitations or fame will not be allowed to enter today. Please forgive me."

Liu Bingyi frowned and looked at Tang Jie and Han Shaoqing next to him.

These two men just brag about it, saying that even if they bring another hundred people, they can bring them in under their names.

But now, they obviously can't even bring in one person.

Tang Jie and Han Shaoqing looked embarrassed and dared not say anything.

Since it was the prince-consort who personally gave the order, it would be useless even if they pleaded with each other.

Just when he was in a dilemma, Wei Yan suddenly remembered the invitation Liu Chan gave him and hurriedly took it out, but it was empty and had not written a name yet. I don’t know if it works.

"You see, can this be used? I haven't had time to write a name yet."

Wei Yan handed the two invitations to the old housekeeper.

The old butler's eyes narrowed, took it, turned it over and checked it carefully, and quickly said respectfully: "It's the old slave who is so ignorant, please come in."

These two invitations are different from those of other literati. They are inlaid with gold wire and were distributed by the prince consort himself. There are only ten in total, most of which are given to royal relatives and no name is required.

The young man took out three pictures at once, and his identity was obviously not simple.

When the young men saw that the old housekeeper suddenly became very respectful, they looked at the young man behind him in confusion and asked Tang Jie in a low voice: "What is this brother Wei?"

Tang Jie was a little embarrassed and said embarrassedly. After all, Wei Yan is a businessman and a literati, so he shouldn't have played together. He had to say: "Brother Wei is Brother Liu's friend, and I don't know much about the specific identity."

This is the gate, and it is not good to chat here all the time.

Everyone stopped asking and hurried into the mansion together.

Thanks to the old housekeeper's notice, many people in the mansion heard the name of "Liu Yong" and wanted to see with their own eyes what this amazing Liu Dacai looked like.

So, as soon as Liu Bingyi entered the mansion, he was surrounded by enthusiastic young literati and introduced and greeted him in various ways.

Wei Yan saw that Liu Dacaizi couldn't get rid of himself for a while, and these young people were too enthusiastic, talkative, and noisy, and could not stand his ears, so he had to leave first and walk to the garden full of snacks.

There are few people there and there are various desserts and snacks, which is a good place to relax.

Liu Wuyou stood there, looked at him, then looked at Liu Bingyi who was talking to everyone, hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the garden.

Wei Yan sat down at a table, poured a glass of wine, took a piece of pastry, and was eating, a gust of fragrant wind suddenly came. A girl in a snow-colored skirt walked past him, but stopped again, sat down directly opposite him, and looked at him with a smile.

Wei Yan was stunned for a moment, and looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, feeling a little familiar, but she didn't know her.

The girl raised her lips and said, "Why, don't you recognize me anymore? She ran away after taking the money and didn't even want to say something. Young Master, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"Who are you……"

Wei Yan remembered it, but decided to pretend to be stupid.

The girl's eyebrows jumped, and the smile on her face was a little stiff: "The young master wrote two poems for me, but now I have forgotten my name?"

"Word?What word?"
Chapter completed!