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Section 94 Banquet at Fengle Building

Xie Shenfu, Wang Lin, and Zhai Jian arrived.

The host family has a high servant to welcome guests, and the host will personally welcome guests of sufficient level.

Han Qi is the host who welcomes guests as the host family.

Han Qi was very happy today, and his face was always smiling, and he was so polite to see anyone.

Because he has been supervising this drama.

When Xie Shenfu and Wang Lin arrived, they saw Zhou Bida and Qian Xunyi enjoying the plum blossoms in the courtyard and saluted them. One was to respect the ministers of the current dynasty and the other was to respect the Qian family.

The two sides were kind to each other, and Wang Lin and the other three arrived at a small bag on the second floor. There were already snacks and some viewing dishes.

The noodles are pastry, and dozens of pastry chefs from Fengle Tower work together to create a Qingming Festival map with pastry.

Because today's banquet is important, dozens of people came to help the chefs of the Han Mansion.

The three of them sat down and Zhai Jian asked: "Prince, why didn't you invite Mr. Qian and Mr. Zhou to help you talk about peace? Today they are the host and the guest."

Xie Shenfu asked directly: "What do you say? I admit that the big case in the temple is related to you?"

"This..." Zhai Jian didn't know how to answer.

Wang Lin sighed slightly: "Let's take a look first."

A little later, Han Jiang arrived.

None of these guests knew Han Jiang. The only Qian family he had met, Qian Hongxuan had not arrived yet. Because there were female relatives in the Qian family coming, he wanted to follow him.

Someone introduced it.

The first is Qian Xunyi, the host and guest.

Han Jiang gave a great gift: "Good Public Security."

"Yeah. She looks quite handsome." Qian Xunyi waved his hand to signal the person who was responsible for introducing the guest to Han Jiang to retreat, and then said, "I will introduce you to Fang Weng, the former governor of Yanzhou. After being framed, he was demoted to the public."

Han Jiang bowed to Lu You in a civilized clothes: "Hello, Lao An."

Qian Xunyi asked: "If you don't ask, who was the slander?"

When Qian Xunyi asked this, Han Jiang did not have any awkward expression. Instead, he smiled calmly: "If you say goodbye to Taigong, you can guess that it is either my father or my grandfather."

"Don't you feel ashamed?"

Han Jiang shrugged: "I am a wild child. I have heard a saying in all directions that people are drifting in the world, so how can they not be killed? Think about it now, if people are in the court, they will not be demoted. To put it more bluntly, many people only have their own beauty after being demoted."

Qian Xunyi and several others were stunned after hearing this.

This strange theory actually sounds like there is a little reason.

Instead, Qian Xunyi laughed loudly.

He thought to himself: That's right, this is not Li Xing. Li Xing can't say such things, and Li Xing dare not be so thick-skinned.

But, what should Lu Yuanbo think of Han Jiang’s attitude at this time?

The Han family has committed evil in the court since Emperor Gaozong moved south, which can be described as numerous books. This is done by the Han family and no one can deny it.

Qian Xunyi said: "I think your handwriting is too bad, so I originally wanted to introduce a teacher to you."

"Teacher? Didn't ask for advice."

"Fang Weng."

Han Jiang blushed: "Taigong, this grandpa, ask disrespectfully, can I know the name?"

"Luwuguan."

"This, Grandpa Lu, can you ask for your name?"

"tour."

At the exit of the word "you" Han Jiang said, and then he knelt down: "Student kowtowed to the calligraphy teacher. I am willing to study and write seriously, work hard and work hard."

During Han Jiang's strange theory just now, several people didn't come back to their senses. This time it was another blow, and Yang Wanli, Ma Yuan, Li Gui and several others felt that their heads could not be turned.

Han Si, who was standing a few steps behind Han Jiang, wished there was a crack in the ground to let him get in.

It's so embarrassing.

Lu You was also very angry and reached out to ask for a document from Yang Wanli that he had not been prepared to use.

"I'll give you a post first."

Han Jiang quickly took it and opened it to see the first line of words: refuting and chanting Fengyue.

Han Jiang bowed to Yang Wanli: "This old man, I didn't ask for advice."

Seeing Han Jiang bowing to him, Yang Wanli was stunned for a moment and subconsciously replied: "Yang Tingxiu."

After hearing this name, Han Jiang looked confused and Lu You said angrily: "Yang Wanli."

"Ah." Han Jiang exclaimed, turned around and shouted: "Han Si, come here quickly, take this word back, frame it well, and then keep it for me. I will leave it for my son, grandson, and until the thirty-eighth generation of grandsons."

Han Si's face was red, and he wouldn't have been ashamed of this life.

What about the face.

Why do you want to be shameless? Han Jiangxin said that one of the people present wrote a copy of the words cursing him, and then drew a few copies, and passed it on to the thirty-eight generations of descendants, and put it into a few trucks of red paper.

Qian Xunyi slapped Han Jiang on the forehead in anger. Han Jiang didn't hide, why did she hide? It won't hurt anyway.

After being slapped, Han Jiang put away his giggling expression.

Han Jiang understood that he could make a fuss about his age, but Qian Xunyi took the initiative to teach him a lesson and he must stop.

Han Jiang approached Lu You and whispered: "Mr. Lu, you must first take Chang'an, and you must first take Longyou to regain Chang'an; accumulate food, train soldiers, attack if you have strength, and defend if you don't have strength. Come to my Han family, Han Jiang, you will be in Chang'an and Chang'an when you are old. "

Han Jiang talked about Chang'an three times, but didn't say the following.

When talking about Chang'an, Han Jiang felt so upset that he couldn't say he could no longer go.

Lu You is nearly seventy years old. He is old, but his heart is not dead.

In history, Lu Tuozhou was tyrannical, and he wrote poems to curse Han Tuozhou bloodily. Later, Han Tuozhou made a strong move to the north. At the age of 80, he wrote several poems of encouragement and praise to Han Tuozhou.

The first passage Han Jiang said was written by him when he was in his forties when he was a staff member of the military office in Nanzheng.

Unfortunately, the court had only ridiculed him for his advice.

Han Jiang bowed to Qian Xunyi at this time: "Taigong, please come to the table first. I will go to visit Lu Yuanbo. Please be considerate of any rudeness."

Qian Xunyi nodded: "Go, come here later."

"yes."

Han Jiang left, and Lu You said, "This child is unusual. It is not him in his laughter. A sigh is true love. Brother Jiang's three Chang'ans, to the old man, the first one is a little excited, the second one is full of helplessness, and the third one is already filled with endless sadness. I can't help but think about what Chang'an is."

Qian Xunyi understood Lu You and sighed: "Chang'an, long-term peace and stability."
Chapter completed!
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