Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

The banquet was held from noon to the sunset, and the guests and guests enjoyed a mess.

Except Qi Yan, everyone else was blinded.

After seeing Xie An almost waved his hands arbitrarily, the two rows of family rushed in again.

With trays covered with red silk in their hands, Xie An stood up: "It is a great blessing in life to meet friends in the text. This is the hope of a fool brother."

The red silk was lifted open by the brushes. I don't know who took a sip of cold air, and the field quieted again.

There are dozens of silver on the trays with white flowers. This is the silver that most people in Wei Kingdom cannot make in a lifetime!

Xie An once again said: "There is a lot of silver money here, which should be enough for your good brothers to move around in Beijing, and I also ask them to quit."

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The second round of the banquet began, and Qi Yan resigned from Xiefu on the grounds that "it is too late and fear of eye disease cannot be regarded as an object."

She was carrying the heavy silver on the way back, savoring the words before Xie An donated silver.

The word "walking" is thought-provoking. Xie An's words are, to some extent, the words of the third son Nangongwang.

So what does the prince come out in person to get from these students? Or what purpose do you want to achieve through these people?

Interesting and interesting.

The Church of Wei Kingdom stands in front of Qi Yan like a mountain, and although she is in the name of Xie Yuangong, she is still a mere presence.

If you can get the Prince's "blue eyes", you can spend at least ten years less.

After returning to the courtyard, Qi Yan thanked the guests behind closed doors. After all, the big test was close at hand, and if the planning and efforts for several years could not be gold list, the title was empty talk.

The New Year is approaching, and the capital is also under a heavy snowfall in Jinger, and the streets and alleys are filled with a strong festive atmosphere.

But this year Guandangkou made a murder, which not only alarmed Ying Tianfu but also went to the Ministry of Criminal Affairs.

Speaking of this matter, it is also related to Qi Yan.

At the foot of the Emperor of Beijing, what is the most important thing? Officer! And descendants of these officials.

Because Nangong was born as a literati, there are many elegant and elegant people in the Wei Dynasty, and at the end of the year, the best gifts are precious calligraphy and ancient books.

The shopkeeper who sold the Shepherd's work for the first time saw the first work and sold it at a high price.

He only mounted one of the two works that Qi Yan sent for the second time, and hung it in the most prominent position of the study for a month.

He said to anyone who had a bidder: The shepherd's ink is rare in the world. The whole study is the only one now, except for the "Jiucheng Gongquanming" which he intends to use as a heirloom. Due to too many buyers, the auction was held on the eighth day of the first month, and the highest bidder won.

The shopkeeper originally wanted to increase the price, and he could share a few more years for a comfortable year.

Qi Yan's writing is far from being difficult to find, and it can only be said that her words are unparalleled among her peers, and even better than many people who are standing. But if you compare with the real calligraphy, you can still easily distinguish yourself.

After all, she was only seventeen years old, but she still lacked the tempers she had worked through years.

However, it is more than enough to fool those younger brothers who have no ink in their belly. This part of the people are most interested in curiosity and comparison.

So many people came on the auction day, and the price soared to 352.

There are two people who bid the most fiercely. One is the youngest son of Tai Changsi's family: Lu Kuang, and the other is the second son of Ying Tianfu Yin: Jiang Wei. The word was finally picked up by Lu Kuang at a price of 400 yuan.

At this point, the matter should come to an end, but the news of the killing of Lu Kuang came the next day.

It turned out: After Lu Kuang won Mo Bao, he humiliated Jiang Wei and his family fought on both sides. During the scuffle, Lu Kuang was hit by a sap in the head and died.

Jiang Wei was taken into custody by the Ministry of Justice for trial in the Spring Festival, and shepherds became famous ...

Every day, some people make a special trip to the study to admire the masterpieces of the shepherds. Today, the three brothers came early in the morning.

Since the first time Nangong Jingnu disguised herself out of the house, she was deeply attracted by the people in the market.

The two haven't been away for a long time since they were smashed by Lu Zhongxing last time.

Today Lu Zhongxing took a break and offered to protect the two princesses. Nangong's concubine saw that this was the tacit consent of his father, and agreed in addition to his sour heart.

Nangong Jingnv was so happy that she took Nangong's handmaiden and shouted sweetly from time to time: "Second Brother." It really looked like three brothers.

"Brother, is this where you say it?"

Lu Zhongxing nodded: "Well, it is said that in the study there is still a true image of a shepherd."

"Then let's go in."

"it is good."

The three entered the study, and Lu Zhongxing asked, "The shopkeeper, I heard you have a" Jiucheng Palace's Quanquan Ming "here?"

The shopkeeper stopped his fiddle with the abacus and sighed longly: "Three boys please choose your own books, and don't mention them next to you."

"Why?" Asked Nangong Jingnv.

Aunt Nangong squeezed her sister's hand: "Jinger, let's go."

Lu Zhongxing found a piece of broken silver and shoved it into the hands of the shopkeeper, and said with a smile: "My two younger brothers just want to see it quickly, and they will never cause you any trouble. Please make it easy?"

The treasurer's hand held the silver and looked at the three of them: "So, come with the old."

The shopkeeper led the three people to the inside: "Three please."

"Second Brother, let's go in!" Nangong Jingnv happily pulled Nangong's maid into the door and saw the picture of "Jiucheng Palace's Quan Ming" at a glance.

"Well?" Nangong Jingnian exclaimed, tilted her head and looked at her sister: Wasn't this the one who sent the sister fan? Does my sister know a shepherd?

Nangong's maid opened her mouth and throbbed at the familiar handwriting.

In front of the eyes flashed the ram acacia sitting near the river, drinking free and easy looks. The pale cheeks inflamed slightly.

Nangong niece bit her lip: the famous shepherd would be him!

"Why, why ..."

"Who?" Lu Zhongxing asked finally.

Nangong shook her head and shook her head: "Nothing." Although the works in front of him deliberately suppressed the pen, Nangong shook her recognize it. It's just a little doubtful: the big test is coming, why do you want to sell words based on the family history of Gongyanghuai?

Is it ... he has an unspeakable concealment, or any other purpose?

"Brother, this word ..."

Nangong's sister-in-law's heart pounded and squeezed her sister's hand.

"what happened?"

Nangong Jingnv blinked: "I like it very much."

The nun of Nangong breathed a long sigh of relief. If Lu Zhongxing was to know the identity of the shepherd, she might be in trouble for the ram.

Lu Zhongxing doubted him, and coaxed with a smile: "Since this word is hung here alone, I'm afraid it is loved by the shopkeeper's heart, let's see it."

Nangong Jingnv tilted her head to look at her sister, and when she saw the gleam in Nangong's aunt: she made a decision secretly.

As the year approaches, Nangong lets a sister recall the two to the palace.

In the afternoon Nangong asked to visit Weiyang Palace in person to see her daughter. The father and daughter had been deadlocked for a long time because of leaving the palace.

Away from a long distance, he rushed around carrying the hem of the palace costume: "Father Emperor ~."

Nangong opened his arms with loving eyes and hugged Nangong Jingnu: "My son is heavy."

Nangong Jingnu twisted her body and broke her arms: "Father Emperor ~ Daughter has grown up!"

Nangong laughed: "Yeah, in a blink of an eye my son is already a slim big girl."

After talking about Nangong, he made a few unseen sighs and thought of his wife, who died early: Yu Jin, did you see it? Our daughter has grown up.

"After the trial, it will be my child's 14-year-old birthday. Father Emperor intends to give you a big gift."

"What is it?"

"You go down first."

"Well."

Nangong made his eyes look deep and said with a half smile: "How about your father to choose a talented horse?"

Nangong Jingnv's fair cheeks were stained with pale powder, and she stomped her feet: "Father, if you say this again, your daughter will ignore you!"

As usual, Nangong will surely follow the daughter's topic. But today he said seriously: "Did it be said by my father? My son has a favorite person?"

"Father Emperor!"

"Is that gone?"

Nangong Jingnv hummed and ran away with her skirt in her arms.

Nangong keeps watching the back of Nangong Jingnv: Father Emperor must give you the best ...

After dinner, Nangong Jingnv asked Nangong for something: Shepherd's "Jiucheng Gongquanming", she couldn't forget her sister's excited look when she saw it.

Nangong let him agree, asked the address of the study, and sent someone to take the silver out of the house.

On March 3, the dragon gate opened.

The curtain of the Spring Festival trials slowly opened.

Students in the ten-year window can display their aspirations as long as they skip this door.

Before daybreak, Gong Yanghuai hurried to the examination room.

Although he has been imprisoned in recent months, he has been thinking about Qi Yan.

Gongyanghuai stood on the steps with his cage behind his back and looked up, until the entrance of the examination room was about to open, and finally he saw his long-awaited friend.

Qi Yan wore a crescent-white school uniform, a water-blue blouse, a crown of the same color, and walked away carrying a cage.

Ram Yang Huai was overjoyed and jumped down the steps and strode towards Qi Yan.

Qi Yan saw that the ram acacia also accelerated his pace to welcome him: "Bai Shi, don't come here."

It has been three years since they first met, and both are eighteen years old.

The facial features of the ram acacia have faded from their old innocence, and their weight is like an adult man. At the beginning of the meeting, the two were still of the same size, but now they are half smaller than Qi Yan.

Fortunately, although Qi Yan is a daughter, she is half of the prairie ancestry, and even if he is less than an adult man, he is taller than a Wei Guo woman.

Gongyanghuai stopped and pulled Qi Yan's arm to pull people aside: "Is the iron pillar angry with me?"

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