Squeak and twist ~~~

The carriage drove all the way to the foot of Mount Tai.

Han Yi hugged Xinbao, led Yingbao, followed by the two daughters-in-law and the old man, and walked all the way to Ziyu Pavilion.

It didn't take long.

The group came to the outside of the rain pavilion.

The miscellaneous sounds in the pavilion sounded, and it seemed quite lively.

"It seems like there are a lot of people. "

Han Yi smiled and dragged a handful of Diao Chan: "I heard Ah San say, there are many people in Zheng Lao, all of them are great Confucian celebrities, and Uncle Yue has always been ashamed of Cai, if it is possible, I must help him get through the difficulties in his heart this time." "

"Cicada, you have to act at the opportunity!"

"Don't worry, husband, the cicada remembers!"

Diao Chan nodded, grateful to Han Yi.

Originally!

Today's 100-day anniversary.

Han Yi invited Zheng Xuan to be there, but it was actually for his father.

If the husband is like this, what more can the husband ask for!

Ding dong!

Affection from Diao Chan +10888;

"Huh?"

Han Yi was slightly stunned.

Diao Chan lowered his voice: "Husband, thank you!"

Han Yi burst out laughing: "Thank you, I'm your husband! "

Diao Chan nodded happily, and turned to Wang Yun: "Dad, Zheng Lao is here today, you can have a good chat!"

Wang Yun let out a long breath and smiled: "Jiaheng really took great pains for me!"

"Dad~~~"

Diao Chan knew that he couldn't hide it from his father, but he still tried to persuade him: "Since you know your husband's hard work, you shouldn't let him down!"

"Besides!"

"It's not good for you to stay at home all the time, it's always cranky, it's better to go to school to teach, father, although your reputation is not as good as Zheng Lao, but it's no problem to teach a few children!"

"Seize the opportunity~~"

Diao Chan smiled and cheered Wang Yun on.

"Don't worry, I will. "

Wang Yun nodded and let out a long sigh.

Han Yi raised his feet and entered the Ziyu Pavilion.

Sure enough!

There are quite a lot of people.

What's even more curious is that there are still a lot of unfamiliar faces.

Except for Zheng Xuan, Guan Ning, Bing Yuan and others, Han Yi knew.

The rest of the people, every one of them was known to him.

"Oops, our Xinbao has arrived!"

Zheng Xuan saw Han Yi arrive at Ziyu Pavilion and took the initiative to get up to greet him.

All the great Confucians beside him also looked over in unison.

Especially Hongnong Yang Biao, he looked at Han Yi carefully and refused to let go of any detail.

Today's Han Yi can dress up well.

The black hair is tied with a white ribbon, wearing a snow-white satin, a long tassel of white silk tied around the waist, and a piece of mutton fat white jade hanging on it, covered with soft smoke and light yarn, there is a sense of fluttering immortals.

His eyebrows are long into the sideburns, with a pair of slender and gentle eyes, a straight nose bridge, more resolute and resolute, and he stretches out his hand to reveal fair skin, which complements this outfit!

It is dignified and decent!

Yang Biao couldn't help but nodded, and said secretly in his heart: "Uncle has a good eye!"

Turn your head and look!

Really!

The big Confucian beside him was also nodding secretly.

I praise Han Yi a lot!

"Well, it's really talented. "

"Bo Jiao's son-in-law is indeed extraordinary!"

"This person is Han Yi, I didn't expect to be so young!"

“......"

Han Yi shook his head and apologized again and again: "I'm really sorry, it's late, I'll punish myself with three cups today!"

"It's okay!"

Zheng Xuan didn't mind, and said with a smile: "Everyone came here like this, there is a family with children, how can it be possible to go out early, we don't have a little opinion!"

"What's more!"

Zheng Xuan turned his head and glanced at the fruits of the pavilion: "You Jiaheng takes care of it very well, we are all very happy, Taishan wine is so pure, three glasses down, that's amazing!"

"Haha!"

Han Yi smiled: "Since that's the case, then thank you for your leniency." "

At this time, Wang Yun walked into the palace.

Although Han Yi didn't know those people, Wang Yun did.

He recognized Yang Biao at a glance, and couldn't help blurting out: "Wen Xian, is it you? Riyan, why are you here too? And Brother Ji Qi, aren't you ...... Haven't you already retreated to the mountains and forests?"

"How did you ......?"

Now.

Yang Biao could no longer remain indifferent.

He smiled lightly at Wang Yun, stepped forward quickly, and held Wang Yun's hand: "Zishi, I thought that you were going to forget me, since you left Chang'an, you don't know how to write to us!"

"Yes, Zishi!"

Ma Riyan followed, with a smile on his face: "You are inevitably too little of a friend, you plan such a big thing alone, and you don't know how to tell us, and when you leave Chang'an, you don't know how to write to us!"

"In my opinion!"

Cui Yan pinched a lock of goatee under his chin: "Jiaheng shouldn't be punished for drinking, but he is a prince, and he must punish himself for three cups, oh no, it should be one cup per person, otherwise I'm so sorry for us!"

The crowd immediately chimed in:

"That's it, you should be punished for drinking!"

"It's a penalty for drinking!"

"How can one cup be enough for one person, why can't one person be three times?"

"Hahaha, you guys, it's so bad!"

“......."

Moment!

The atmosphere was harmonious.

But what about Wang Yun?

Unexpectedly, the tears were like a spring, and I couldn't stop it.

He was not sad, but happy from the bottom of his heart!

Because, he knew that so many people could come to Mount Tai, except for Cai Yong, there was no one else.

"Uncle's ......"

Wang Yun held Yang Biao's hand and couldn't help asking, "Are you okay?"

Yang Biao nodded: "Don't worry, the master is fine, he endures humiliation and burden, he is really a model for us!"

Cai Yan stepped forward quickly, with two wet marks hanging from the corners of his eyes: "Can you tell me about my father's situation? I am her daughter Cai Yan!"

"Akihime, you're coming!"

On the side, Ma Riyan beckoned: "Your father's situation, let me tell you, don't be sad, your father is very good in Chang'an, he misses you very much, and he misses his granddaughter very much!"

"Mototsune~~~"

Ma Riyan greeted: "Aren't you going to paint a portrait of Xinbao?" Let the child be held by the child, you can paint it together, Wen first find Jiaheng to discuss." "

"Okay!"

"I've got everything ready. "

Zhong Xuan stepped forward and bowed: "Wang Situ, if you don't hold the child, I will paint a portrait of Xinbao, his grandfather wants the child, and when he returns to Chang'an, he can give it to him!"

"Good, good!"

Wang Yun nodded hurriedly.

He, an old fox, naturally understands.

When so many bigwigs came to Mount Tai, they must not have come to see him, they must have something important to discuss with Han Yi.

He hurriedly took the child from Han Yi's arms, and said in a low voice: "Jiaheng, don't let down Bo Jie's wishes!"

Although Han Yi was a little confused, he still nodded: "I'll try my best!"

Yang Biao on the opposite side bowed: "Under Yang Biao, Hongnong Yang family!"

Han Yi returned the salute: "Han Yi is under him!"

"Jiaheng, let's take a step to speak, can we?"

"Absolutely!"

"Please!"

"Please!"

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