Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

Si Guangren's poker face has never been comfortable since he met Sheng Ruoli.

Between Yun Sheng, Sheng Ruoli and Rong Ming talking and joking, Si Guangren just drank lightly by himself.

Yun Sheng asked: "Young Master Si seems not very interested today."

After hearing Yun Sheng's words, Si Guangren pulled a faint smile on his face, but he didn't say anything, just shook his head.

Seeing that Si Guangren didn't want to say more, Yun Sheng naturally didn't bother to ask.

On the contrary, Yan Zhi, who sent the man to rest, flew back from the opposite bank like a butterfly.

Seeing Yan Zhi returning alone, someone laughed and said from a distance: "Where did Mr. Yan send him, why did he come back alone?"

Yan Zhi smiled and glared at the man: "I want you to take care of it, be careful that if someone gets drunk later, I will also take you to my back room."

Yun Sheng shook his head helplessly when he heard those blatant jokes.

As the proprietor, Yan Zhi returned to the main seat in the pavilion, held the wine cup in his hand and raised his voice to all the people present: "Today, Yan is holding a small banquet here, and he invites the talented and noble people from the south of the Yangtze River to have a drink here. It is really a good fortune for Yan to come here during his busy schedule." Yan Zhi raised the cup in his hand and said, "Drink a cup here first, let's express our thanks..."

After Yan Zhi had a drink first, the small banquet with all the people present officially started.

I don't know if it was because of Si Guangren and Rong Ming, or because of Sheng Ruoli who was treated very politely by Yan Zhi, but Yun Sheng followed suit and sat in front together.

In the era of lack of entertainment facilities in ancient times, literati and inkmen gathered together to play with just such things.

Yan Zhi suggested that the first game is drinking orders.

After hearing the drinking order, Yun Sheng felt that it meant a gathering of literati.

But I don't know whether these people really have poems and books in their stomachs, or whether they only have wine and meat in their stomachs.

During the wedding banquet, Yun Sheng knew nothing about Si Guang, Ren Rongming and Sheng Ruoli.

Sheng Ruoli sat next to Yun Sheng, and from time to time would introduce to Yun Sheng in a low voice the identities and backgrounds of these people.

Yun Sheng had always thought that Sheng Ruoli had lived in Chang'an City for a long time, but he didn't expect that he knew everything about Jiangnan like the back of his hand.

At this moment, Yun Sheng had to look at Sheng Ruoli with admiration again.Should it be said that he had the foresight long ago to see this rich and treasured land in the south of the Yangtze River as his future escape route? Court.

It looks like a tea garden on the surface, but it is actually a place to collect all the news about Jiangnan for him.

According to Sheng Ruoli's introduction, whether the people present today are literati or not needs to be discussed separately, but they are indeed descendants of well-known noble families in the south of the Yangtze River.

In Jiangnan, such a big family has very deep roots, and the foundation established over a century cannot be underestimated.

At this time, drinking is the theme of the drinking order. Everyone recites a poem about drinking.

Yun Sheng listened to the poems of several people, but he didn't see any colorful ones, so he didn't pay too much attention, but talked with Sheng Ruoli and the others.

But suddenly he heard a poem, which immediately attracted Yun Sheng's attention.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning.