Outside the bright hall, a young man and woman stood side by side.

Xu Churong reminded: "It's still too late to leave now."

It's not like Pei Yue couldn't even see this simple method of provoking a general. He thought about it seriously, nodded and said: "The girl is right, I am just a vulgar martial artist, and it is difficult to reach the level of elegance. And this

This is a gathering of you Zhou Dynasty literati, and as a Liang native, I have no need to interfere. The scenery here is elegant and beautiful, and I just want to go out and relax. After all, I can't stay in the museum all day when I go to the south."

Xu Churong looked at him blankly.

Pei Yue asked the confused young official next to him: "There should be a courtyard where you can stay temporarily, right?"

The official nodded and said, "Yes, I wonder when Marquis Zhongshan will need it?"

Pei Yue muttered: "First help me arrange a courtyard. I heard that the cultural conference will last for five days. I plan to stay here for a few days."

The official cupped his hands and said, "Yes."

Pei Yue smiled and said, "Thank you very much."

The officials didn't dare, so they headed east with two soldiers.

Pei Yue pointed to the plaque in Mingtang and said to Xu Churong: "According to the procedures of the cultural gathering, today is the first banquet. I believe there will be countless young talents showing their talents at the banquet. Since you were born in the Xu family of Qinghe, you must be very interested in this kind of banquet."

The scene is very interesting, so you don’t need to follow me anymore. You can tell me the story of the banquet later.”

"Hey!" Xu Churong shouted with a complicated expression.

Pei Yue looked at her puzzled and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xu Churong didn't expect that the other party wouldn't accept her own words at all. If Pei Yue didn't attend the banquet, why would she have bothered to invite him? But asking her to bow her head and beg him to attend, wouldn't it be self-defeating? When she thought of herself,

The injustice he suffered in Beiliang Jingdu and Pei Yue's deliberately teasing behavior at this moment made Xu Churong's eyes red slightly even though Xu Churong had developed an extremely proud temperament since he was a child.

Pei Yue looked at her like this, and suddenly a sense of enlightenment surged in his heart.

Xu Huiyan, an old fox, originally had this idea.

He couldn't help laughing and said: "Let's go."

Xu Churong said in a complicated tone: "Where to go?"

"Aren't you racking your brains to see me embarrassed in front of those literati? As you wish."

Pei Yue took the first step and walked up the stone steps calmly.

Xu Churong looked at his tall back and suddenly felt a little uneasy at this moment. Before she followed the mission to Beiliang, Pei Yue gave her the impression that he was a famous warrior. Later, she was forced to follow Xu Ziping northward because she wanted to

Looking for opportunities to sabotage the marriage and marriage, because Xu Huiyan did not agree with using this method to boost Beiliang's arrogance, and had little to do with Pei Yue.

After arriving in Beiliang, she saw Pei Yue's actions with her own eyes, and the image of this person in her heart gradually became three-dimensional, but she still did not think that he really had the talent to write those two Lingzhou poems.

Naturally, what she respected most was her father, as well as scholars with real talent and learning like her third brother Xu Xi, and she had always looked down upon those who deceived the world and stole fame.

However... is it possible that those two Lingzhou poems were really written by Pei Yue?

Xu Churong still didn't quite believe it, but the balance in his heart kept shifting in the other direction...

The two of them walked into the Mingtang one after another. Their guards and soldiers could not enter and could only wait outside. Fortunately, the Southern Zhou court was very thoughtful and there was a courtyard for the entourage to rest next to. However, what surprised the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

The soldiers brought by Pei Yue were unmoved. They did not go straight to rest like the guards of the Xu family. Instead, they came to the side of the square in front of the hall and took out the water and dry food they had brought with them.

Feng Yi declined the invitation and looked straight in the direction of Mingtang.

A soldier lowered the water bag into his hand and asked in a low voice: "Brother Feng, is that girl interested in Mr. Hou?"

Another soldier came over and said, "What's the point? Our Marquis is handsome and holds a high position. It's not easy to conquer several Southern Zhou women."

Feng Yi said expressionlessly: "Go ahead and cheer up. Today will definitely not be peaceful."

Everyone looked stern and solemnly said: "Yes!"

…

Donglin has a large area. In addition to the building complex with Mingtang as the core, there are countless courtyards for enjoying the scenery around it.

On the gentle slope near Danxia Lake to the west, in a courtyard with a bamboo structure, Xian Xiaoshi looked at Fang Yunhu who was still wiping his dagger and said with a strange expression: "I thought you would choose to do it on the road."

Fang Yunhu observed the details of the dagger and said calmly: "Xu Churong is not far away from him. If we take action, it will definitely affect Xu Huiyan's apple. Even if our people can avoid it, with Pei Yue's shameless cunning, he will definitely take Xu Churong.

Be a shield. Not to mention your Xian family, even my father is unwilling to completely fall out with the Xu family in Qinghe, after all, they represent so many Nandu families."

Xian Xiaoshi asked curiously: "Then when do you plan to take action?"

Fang Yunhu glanced at him and asked, "Are you anxious?"

Xian Xiaoshi said: "I'm just worried that something will change later."

Fang Yunhu said calmly: "Don't worry, you can't give a person like Pei Yue a second chance, and you have to do it when he doesn't expect it."

This sentence greatly increased Xian Xiaoshi's interest. He walked to Fang Yunhu and said, "What does it mean to be unexpected?"

Fang Yunhu turned his head and looked in the direction of Mingtang, and said softly: "It's midnight tonight."

Xian Xiaoshi chuckled and said: "The moon is dark and the wind is high, killing people is a night, I like it."

…

The interior of the Mingtang is very spacious, but because there is still more than an hour before the banquet starts, there are not many scholars arriving at this moment. They sit together in twos and threes. When Pei Yue and Xu Churong came in, almost everyone's eyes were focused on them.

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Seeing the scene in front of him, Pei Yue suddenly had the illusion that he was in Xianyun Village in the southern suburbs of Kyoto.

After the fourth prince committed suicide in hatred, Xianyun Village came to a standstill, and the palace has not given an explanation for a long time. But what Pei Yue was thinking about at the moment was not Liu Zan's fate, but that he suddenly discovered a strange thing. Xianyun Ping held

The place was called Qingyun Pavilion. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that the layout and furnishings inside Qingyun Pavilion were very similar to the Mingtang in front of him.

Judging from the time, if there is a relationship between the two, Qingyun Pavilion must have borrowed the style of Mingtang.

However, Liu Zan has never left Kyoto. How could he know the style of the Southern Zhou Dynasty thousands of miles away?

There is only one explanation. During the original conspiracy case, Pei Yue did not know Liu Zan well enough and must have overlooked some details. At least he did not find out where the Xian family children controlled by the Yan Palace came from.

While his thoughts were spinning, a young man with a beautiful tree in the wind came up to him and said with a smile: "May I ask if it is in front of the Marquis of Liang Zhongshan?"

Pei Yue calmed down and said calmly: "I wonder which of Xu Shoufu's sons you are?"

Xu Xi was slightly startled, and after meeting Xu Churong's eyes, he concealed his smile and said, "It's Xu Xi who is not talented."

Pei Yue nodded and said, "It turns out to be the third young master."

Before Xu Xi could speak, a contemptuous voice suddenly sounded from behind him: "The Marquis of Zhongshan also understands poetry?"


Chapter completed!