The small manor is now like a fully operational machine, proceeding in an orderly manner from the aspects of greeting, hospitality and attracting guests.

From inside to outside the manor, the maids and servants kept walking like hardworking ants.

It was not too early for Cao Chong, Cao Zhi and others to arrive at Qingyan Manor, so there were several waves of people in front of him.

There are down-and-out scholars carrying a bag and holding a roll of bamboo slips in their hands, there are children of officials riding in luxury cars and slaves, and there are young men with bright clothes and angry horses and arrogant clothes.

All kinds of bachelor's and clerks are included!

"Zijian, Chen Lin is so arrogant that she doesn't even come out to greet me!"

Yang Xiu waited for a stick of incense in front of the door, and Chen Lin had finished his little patience.

We came to the banquet in person to give you face, but you were so good that you actually left us aside?

It's simply outrageous!

Cao Zhi was more patient than Yang Xiu, but his face was obviously a little impatient.

In a moment, a slightly old voice came.

"Marquis Pingyuan and Master Yang came to the banquet in person. I feel the glory of the plum blossoms, please!"

Chen Lin, with wrinkles on her face, walked out quickly and bowed to Cao Zhiyang's cultivation, giving him enough face.

"The military advisor said it was so important!" Cao Zhi bowed and hugged his hands together, and gave a great gift.

Cao Zhi and Yang Xiu entered Qingwei Manor first, but Chen Lin obviously had no intention of asking Cao Chong, so he followed Cao Zhi straight into the manor gate.

Only one middle-aged manager left to receive Cao Chong.

"Young Master, please!"

"Haha...please!"

Zhou Buyi's face turned pale and his eyes were already very ugly. Gao Yi clenched his fist and almost rushed up to punch the manager.

What does Chen Lin mean? Do you look down on the young master?

The so-called master is humiliated and his minister dies. Since Cao Chong is humiliated, then if they don’t earn face for his master, wouldn’t it be a waste of money?

So Gao Yi rushed up directly.

"Changde, don't act irritably!" Cao Chong blocked the angry Gao Yi, his face calmed down, and Gu Jing Wubo walked in with the manager.

The manager felt a little nervous. The calmness of Mr. Cao Qi made him feel a little nervous.

Zhou Buyi lowered his head, his eyes flashed. He probably was thinking about some terrible ideas and was going to harm Chen Lin.

Cao Chong also aroused a "warm" smile, and his thoughts that were originally a little guilty towards Chen Lin are now dissipating with the wind.

There must be something hateful about a poor person!

Entering the park, the flowing water and rockery, the green trees and birds singing, the guests are crowded with guests, and it is very lively.

The schedule that Cao Chong was arranged was next to Cao Zhi. In this regard, Chen Lin didn't dare to do anything.

The pretty maid poured some wine into Cao Chongzhou's bowl with wine, while Gao Yi stood behind Cao Chong.

Before the meal collapsed, there was only some meat, a whole piece of lamb legs, and half a roasted suckling pig were placed quietly on the plate.

From the arrangement of this banquet, it is higher than the Lianchi Banquet.

The meat alone is unmatched by the Sima family, not to mention the dancer waving his sleeves and the sound of silk and bamboo.

It can also be seen here that the Sima family is really simple. Sima Bada may be valued because of this reason!

The position where Cao Chong sat was close to the upper head. Of course, the first few were Sima Fang and Yang Biao, while Chen Lin sat in the main seat.

"Today, you will be on the verge of Qing and Shui, which really makes me feel deeply moved. When you are approaching, you will make my wood gate celebrate and your face will be shining."

"Kong Zhang's words are so serious. We have entrusted my brother with my blessings to temporarily release the trivialities in the court and indulge in the mountains and rivers with you!"

"I wish you this cup to Brother Kong Zhang!" Yang Biao stood up and drank the wine in the wine bottle in one gulp.

"Okay! Wenxian smells so drunk!"

Chen Lin and Sima Fang also picked up the wine bottle and drank the wine in one gulp.

"It's so satisfying!" The three of them looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of joy.

Cao Chong drank the wine in a glass of wine lightly, and while using a knife to cut some meat, put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly. Those who didn't know thought he was just here to eat a meal of wine and meat.

After three rounds of wine, five dishes, the host and guests toast each other.

The highlight of the banquet that Cao Chong was waiting for really began!

The leader was Cao Zhi who stood up first.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Yang, Mr. Sima, Zhi is not talented, and I am willing to write a poem to make it a way to attract jade!"

"My nephew, don't hide your weakness!"

Chen Lin, Yang Biao and others put down their wine glasses and looked at Cao Zhi seriously, as if they were concerned about Cao Zhi's literary works.

Cao Zhi walked out of the food collapse, walked around in front of the guests, and then said slowly:

I climbed high walls and looked at the four lakes, and I was visiting the distant guests by the long flow. The spring breeze was smooth and the air was spiritual, the grass was filled with stems, and the trees were connected with stems. The hills were rising, and the pines and cypresses were green, and the fruits were filled with glory. I was happy about the leisure and healing of things in the time, and sad about my long-term violations. I sighed at the diligence of "Dongshan" and sang "Shiwei" to tell the return. There was no way forward to follow the public, and there was no hidden hidden to protect my private life. I leaned down and had no scales to wander, and I looked up and had no wings to fly.

After speaking, the four seats were silent. Even Cao Chong had to admit that Cao Zhi was talented in literary fu.

"Okay! Zi Jian's wonderful poem!" Yang Xiu red his neck and praised loudly.

Chen Lin rubbed her beard and nodded constantly, saying, "The poem by Linguan is actually the servant!"

The poor men who were about to slap Cao Zhi in the face and wanted to step on Cao Zhi to take over, sat back on his original position with a look of disappointment.

They had just heard Cao Zhi's literary works, but they were not as confident as Cao Zhi.

So he lurked to see if anyone would play next.

Stepping on others to rise to power is a traditional culture of the Han Dynasty. Since the Western Han Dynasty, the Lord's Father Yan has stepped on the blood of the princes and brought him to power with a ruling order. I don't know how many princes' lives were killed.

If an unknown scholar wants to become famous, the fastest thing is to step on others and get to the top, and it is best for those great scholars of the world who are speechless by themselves.

Of course, this is naturally quite difficult.

So they mainly set their targets on young talents, such as Cao Zhi, Yang Xiu and others.

"These masters are wise. Although Zhi is talented, he is much worse than my brother Cang Shu!"

Cao Zhi winked at Cao Chong, then bowed his hands and sat back.

"Oh! I heard about the cleverness of Mr. Cao Qi, but I wonder if there are still beautiful articles?"

Cao Chong slowly stood up at this time, bowed to Chen Lin, and said softly: "The fourth brother is a fool. Cang Shu is only thirteen years old and he is ignorant of Ding!"

"You don't need to say much, can you have any article?" Yang Biao signaled to Cao Chong.

"I had an article a few days ago. I would like to ask everyone to correct me!"

Cao Chong took out a roll of bamboo slips from his sleeve and handed them to a servant beside him, and then he handed them to Chen Lin.

"Um!"

Chen Lin naturally has no expectations for Cao Chong, a child, but she still wants to behave like a show.

So Chen Lin opened the bamboo slips and saw the first look at him, but he took back his underestimation.

The six kings are gone, the four seas are gone, the mountains are gone, and the A-fang is out!

For a moment, Chen Lin's face seemed to be directed and acted in a movie, with rich expressions.

for a long time!

Chen Lin raised her head and her face turned red.

"Is this essay really what you wrote?"

Cao Chong answered this question many times, but Cao Chong still stood up and said with neither humility nor arrogant words: "It was indeed written by Chong!"

"Kong Zhang, is there anything unusual?" Yang Biao took the bamboo slips and looked closely. Undoubtedly, his expression was as wonderful as Chen Lin.

"Look with me quickly!" Seeing the expressions of Chen Lin and Yang Biao, Sima Fang's heart felt as if it was gnawed by thousands of ants, and it was so uncomfortable.

When he got the bamboo slips, his expression was also very wonderful.

for a long time……

Sima Fang put down the bamboo slips in his hand, looked at Cao Chong with a strange look on his face, and said as if he was sighing: "Jiangshan's handsome talent is indeed strange!"

If Sima Fang was just sighing, then Chen Lin was suspicious!

"You, for the thirteenth spring and autumn, how come you have such a beautiful literary essay? Could it be that Zijian wrote?"

Cao Zhi bowed and responded: "It's not written by Zhi, but this is a masterpiece of Cang Shu!"

He hoped that he could write such essays, but since he was written by Cao Chong, he would not insist that he wrote them.

"Can the military advisor read out the wine?"

Yang Xiu had long been curious about Chen Lin and others. The key is that this guy was slow to read it out. If Yang Biao hadn't been there, Yang Xiu would have rushed forward and snatched the bamboo slips, and admired Cao Chong's literary talent very much!

"That's the most amazing thing, Mr. Chen read it out quickly!"
To be continued...