Ninefold Purple

But how could Zixi stop Ji Yong?

Ji Yong swaggered through the Chaoshou verandah to the front yard.

A large group of people walked in, surrounded by an old man.

The old man was of medium height, with all white beard and hair but a ruddy complexion. He was wearing a half-new royal blue hang silk straight gown, and a small red agate bottle was hanging on his waist. His eyes were piercing, but he looked a bit youthful. The novelty of talent.

As soon as he saw Ji Yong, he laughed and said, "Jianming, how did you know I was coming? I also specifically asked them not to tell you. I heard that you did a good job in the Imperial Academy? Come on, Let me see if I have grown a little." [

"Great-grandfather!" Ji Yong opened his eyes wide, turned his head and gave Zixi a hard look, as if "why didn't you tell me".

Zixi shrank his neck involuntarily, and hurriedly said: "It was the orders of the two masters. They said it was the old master's intention. We wanted to give you a surprise, so we didn't say anything."

"I think there was some surprise, but I don't know where the joy came from!" Ji Yong muttered, walked over with a straight face, saluted Old Master Ji, and called "Great-grandfather".

The old man Ji habitually reached out to touch Ji Yong's head. He never thought that Ji Yong was no longer the childish boy he was back then. He was a head taller than the old man. He raised his hand to touch Ji Yong's head , smiled and said "Good boy", the scene was a bit funny.

Ji Song and Ji Qi lowered their eyelids, pretending they didn't see it.

The others also looked away.

Ji Yong's mouth twitched slightly.

The old man Ji has already held Ji Yong's hand, and while walking, he talked to him: "Where are you going? It's rare for everyone to gather together this year, so don't go out to play, stay with my old man. I never Jiangnan brought a few inkstones, which were filial to me by your uncle, including one Yishui inkstone and one Longwei inkstone, please help me palm my eyes." Then, he turned his head and glanced at the grandsons and great-grandchildren who followed him With a glance, he said with a smile, "You will each take a piece later."

Several of Ji Yong's cousins ​​came up to thank Mrs. Ji jokingly after hearing this, shouting that Mrs. Ji was biased, and said: "What's the use of having inkstones, your hometown is not as good as a good person, give us a few pieces of pine smoke ink Do it!"

"I knew I couldn't speak," Old Master Ji said with a look of heartache, "If you speak, you will bleed profusely. If you want an inkstone, if you want ink, do you want it or not?"

Everyone likes the old urchin-like Old Master Ji, and laughed and booed: "Of course I want inkstone, and I want ink."

A group of people entered the hall happily.

Ji Yong pouted, as if he had a toothache, he followed Old Master Ji.

If it's someone else, they will leave if they don't give up.But in the face of Old Master Ji, whom he had never won since he was a child, besides the difference between seniority and youth, he still has a kind of respect for the strong. Although he didn't want to, he still sat down with Old Master Ji in the hall.

Old Master Ji leaned forward and said to Ji Yong: "Your room teacher, Mr. Yang, is full of praise for you, and even specially wrote a letter to me, praising that you are proficient in farming, which is beyond the comparison of ordinary scholars. He values ​​you so much, since I am here No matter what, no one will see him—you will accompany me to visit Mr. Yang tomorrow. We are both in Nanzhili, and distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. You should often ask for advice on your daily affairs."

What is there to do?

Every time he went there, he said that he needed farming, which made him look around for the manager who knew about farming, so he didn't help...

Ji Yong muffledly replied "Yes".

Old Master Ji's face blossomed into a smile, he ignored Ji Yong, and talked to Ji Song and Ji Qi. [

The matter of finding Chen Qushui was naturally in vain.

Not only that, Old Master Ji dragged Ji Yong to visit this one today, and another one tomorrow, pretending to introduce some old friends to Ji Yong. Naturally, Ji Song and Ji Qi fully supported him. Apart from going to the Hanlin Academy, Ji Yong spent the rest of his time with Mrs. Ji.

It was midsummer in a blink of an eye, but Mrs. Ji had no intention of going back at all. Instead, he was more interested. He wanted to go all the places he had visited when he was young, and he had to make up for the regrets of the places he hadn't been.

The person who gave birth to him came to report, saying that Chen Qushui would wake up and return to the real decision in a few days.

Ji Yong was so annoyed that he flicked his sleeves and refused to accompany him.

Ji Qi's veins were throbbing, and he taught him: "The old man still has a few days to live. While he can eat and drink, we, the descendants, are not filial. Don't be filial when he is buried in the soil. If you If you dare to do anything in front of his old man, you will kneel in the ancestral hall for me!"

The ancestral hall of the Ji family is in Yixing.

Ji Yong simply knelt down in the Buddhist hall where the portraits of Ji's ancestors were enshrined.

Ji Qi was so angry that he almost held his breath, he searched everywhere for a feather duster to hit Ji Yong.

Han also felt that Ji Yong was going too far, and stopped Ji Song who came to persuade him: "Filial piety is the first thing in everything. If he doesn't even understand this, he might as well be killed."

Ji Song sighed.

Ji Qi beat Ji Yong up.

Ji Yong said: "Then I don't have to run around with my great-grandfather every day!"

Ji Qi didn't say a word for a long while.

After Ji Yong got off the Yamen, he went to find Chen Qushui.

Chen Qushui was not in the shop.

Tian Fugui talked to Ji Yong very courteously: "...The Seventh Master invited Mr. Chen to talk, and he may be a little late when he comes back. I don't know what Mr. Ji wants to see Mr. Chen? Do you want me to pass a message? Or , I told him that you came to him and asked him to visit you tomorrow?"

Do you want to go see your aunt?

Ji Yong thought about it, and left the shop absent-mindedly.

A carriage stopped beside him, raised the curtain and called him, "Ji Jianming, what are you doing here?"

Ji Yong looked up and saw He Yu sitting in the carriage in a beautiful suit.

Ever since the two had a fight in Zuixianlou, He Yu felt that Ji Yong had a bold personality, and Ji Yong felt that He Yu was also responsible, so the two walked around not far or near—Ji Yong's title on the gold list, He Yu sent a congratulatory gift; when He Yu got married, Ji Yong went to drink the wedding wine. [

"It's nothing, let's go shopping." He subconsciously didn't want He Yu to know that this was Dou Zhao's pen and ink shop.

He Yu didn't care either, nodded, and said, "I'm going to drink in Zuixianlou, do you want to go together? The host is Chen Zexi, Xu Zhiji, Yang Yunxiao, and Cai Guyuan are all present."

Chen Zexi is a member of the Ministry of Rites. He is only 32 years old this year. The grandson of Chen Yan, a former cabinet scholar, is a well-known young talent in the court. He Yu married Chen Zexi's cousin.

Xu Zhiji and Yang Yunxiao are Ji Yong's colleagues in the Imperial Academy, and they are not very old.

Ji Yong was feeling uncomfortable, and when he heard that Cai Guyuan, who was always squinting at him, was also there, he immediately became interested, and got on the carriage unceremoniously: "Then excuse me."

He Yu admired Ji Yong's rebellious and famous celebrity the most, he laughed and gave way, and went to Zuixianlou with Ji Yong.

If Ji Yong speaks viciously, there are really not many parrying.

Before finishing the meal, Cai Guyuan's face was ashen.

Xu Zhiji and Yang Yunxiao resisted to laugh out loud.

Seeing that this was not a problem, Chen Zexi winked at He Yu, signaling He Yu and Ji Yong to go first.

Seeing that Cai Guyuan was very interesting, He Yu also intended to continue to whitewash the peace here, and quietly said a few words to Ji Yong, and the two of them finished drinking the wine in the wine cup, got up and left.

When walking through the aisle, he couldn't help complaining: "Didn't you say that he is so tall? I don't think it's very good..."

Without saying a word, a person suddenly appeared from the elegant room next to him, and almost bumped into He Yu's body.

He Yu couldn't help but give that person a hand.

The man drank a little too much, staggered, and almost fell to the ground, suddenly became a little annoyed, and said loudly: "You **** don't have eyes when you walk!"

Where did He Yu hear such words, he immediately grabbed the man's skirt and cursed: "Who are you talking about? You have the guts to say it again! I won't beat you all over the place, and my surname is 'He '!"

But that one let out a "huh", and a flattering smile appeared on his drunken face: "Master Ji, I didn't expect to meet you here?"

Ji Yong vomited badly, and was watching the excitement in a good mood, but unexpectedly, the other party greeted him.He was slightly taken aback, and said, "Who are you?"

The man straightened up stiffly, and said with a smile, "I'm Zheng Zhaokun, the head of the Ministry of Industry's Du Shuiqing Department of Officials. When Mr. Ji visited high school, he went to the mansion to congratulate him, and met Mr. Ji once."

Where did Ji Yong recognize him?

Thinking that my uncle is the minister of the Ministry of Industry, this person is probably trying to curry favor with my uncle by giving gifts to my high school.

He said "oh".

It's not easy for He Yu to settle accounts with him, and he said displeasedly: "Forget it, why don't you accompany me, let's forget about this matter!"

Zheng Zhaokun hurriedly nodded and bowed to accompany him, and warmly invited: "Young Master He, Mr. Ji, it is better to meet you by chance than to meet each other. Please give me a chance to toast the two of you."

He laughed at what He Yu said, looked him up and said, "I can't tell, you are still a smart person."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the door of the private room behind Zheng Zhaokun open wide, and there was a sound of silk and bamboo and a woman's teasing laughter.

Someone came out and shouted "Zheng Zhaokun" at the top of his voice, looked up and saw Zheng Zhaokun was beside him, patted him vigorously on the shoulder and said drunkenly, "Did you fucking fall into the hair pit?"

Ji Yong and He Yu couldn't help but look towards Yajian.

I saw a boy who was more beautiful and delicate than the little girl sitting on the main seat of the private room.

Sitting beside him were two enchanting women, one was pouring wine for the young man, and the other was joking with a handsome man in his early twenties, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, who was sitting next to the young man.

The man seemed a little uncomfortable with such an occasion, with a bit of embarrassment and reluctance in his eyes.

Sensing that someone was looking over, the young man raised his head and glanced at them with a half-smile, with a bit of scorn in his expression.

He Yu frowned, and whispered to Ji Yong, "It's Gu Yu."

Little Overlord of Kyoto, nephew of Empress Wan, and eldest grandson of Uncle Yunyang Gu Quanfang.

Ji Yong has also heard of it.

But his eyes fell on the handsome man next to Gu Yu, and a sharp blade-like cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Master Zheng kindly invites you, if we don't go for a drink, it will be too disrespectful to Master Zheng." Ji Yong said calmly, and walked into the private room.

He Yu was stunned.

Had no choice but to follow in.

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Sisters and brothers, today's update.