Mr. Wei asked: "I wonder if Mr. Xie can think of a good name?"
Mr. Xie looked at the flowers without saying a word. After a while, he used the top of the folding fan to open the petals and looked at the core of the flowers.
Mr. Wei was obviously a lover of chrysanthemums, so he hurriedly said: "Thank you Mr., please don't ruin this flower."
Xie Fu smiled and said: "It's so painful to take off the red clothes, but I was mistaken for Qiu Ye for no reason. Let's call it Qiu Ye Mistake."
Zhang Lingxiao smiled and said: "I still think the bride sounds nice."
Mr. Wei asked: "Why is it called Qiu Yecuo? It should be called Qiu Yemei."
Xie Fu smiled and said: "This chrysanthemum is a variant of the one-day flower. It blooms in the morning and withers at night. The flower does not stay beautiful overnight."
"One day of beauty?" Mr. Wei was obviously a famous chrysanthemum expert. He used a folding fan to open the petals like Xie Fu, but his movements were gentler than Xie Fu's.
Variation of it, what a pity.”
One day the delicate flower looks ugly, even if it withers one day, it will not make people feel sorry. But this chrysanthemum is so beautiful, and one day it will wither, which will inevitably make people feel regretful.
Mr. Wei said: 'It is ridiculous for me to name the bride.'
The most beautiful moment for a bride is the bridal chamber, but it's ridiculous that she can't even spend the night.
Lu Wuyuan beckoned a maid over and said, "Bring me a pen and ink. My brother, Dian, wants to name this chrysanthemum."
The maid left in a hurry and returned quickly with a plan, which had pen, ink and inkstone on it, as well as some small signs tied with ropes. The signs were left blank for people to write flower names on them.
Xie Fu dipped his pen in ink, randomly selected a blank sign, and wrote the words "Autumn Night Mistake".
After Fu Xie gave the flower a name, he put down his pen and said, "Mr. Wei, it's your turn."
When I turned around, I found that Mr. Wei had left at some unknown time, "Where was Mr. Wei just now?"
Lu Wenlin smiled calmly and said: "Let's go, Brother Xie. I think this Mr. Wei has a calm demeanor and a restrained temperament. He must be quite young."
Xie Fu was slightly surprised and immediately understood the implication of Lu Wenlin's words. Only people with profound martial arts cultivation can maintain their youthful appearance.
And the younger you look, the earlier you enter the martial arts threshold. Like Dongji Zhenren, although he is a hundred years old, he looks like a young girl.
Of course, there is another possibility that this person has disguised himself. But it is not easy to show up in front of him and Wen Lin without showing any trace.
Xie Fu smiled and said no. With the third master in charge of Suzhou, monsters and ghosts can run wild here. Besides, Mr. Wei doesn't look like a monster.
Lu Wenlin could see Xie Fu's thoughts with one look and said with a smile: "Compared to the vastness of the world, Suzhou is just a small place. Although some people are unknown, they are low-key."
Xie Fu is not an arrogant person. He has met many martial arts masters so far. Duanmu Ci and Dongji Zhenren are all existences that he cannot defeat.
He has never had the opportunity to meet people like Yun Ruishui of the Penglai Immortal Sect and Feng Tianbai, the leader of the Confucian Leiyuan Sect.
At this time, it was not yet dark, and the four of them were not in a hurry to enter the pavilion. They were admiring the flowers in the Wanhua Garden and naming the new chrysanthemum that had no name.
Lu Wenlin, Zhang Lingxiao, and Lu Wuyuan also became interested and participated in naming the new chrysanthemum.
The four of them agreed that whoever wins the bid will be treated to a meal.
Unknowingly, it was already dusk, and although the Wan Garden was vast, it was also crowded with people. You didn't have to take more than three steps to meet someone, leaving little space.
The number of people was so mixed that it was impossible to count them in detail. It was estimated that there were at least hundreds or thousands of people.
Fortunately, the threshold was twelve taels, and most of the people who came in with ten taels were able to bring in, and they all walked slowly and appreciated, so the scene was not too chaotic.
At this moment, a hand grabbed Xie Fu's arm tightly and shouted in surprise: "Thank you, Mr. Xie!"
Xie Fu turned around and saw that it was Wu Jie, Mr. Wu. Last year Wu Jie hired Xie Fu to help him fight in the brothel, but he knew him.
Xie Fu smiled and said hello: "Master Wu."
Wu Jie was obviously excited when he saw Fu Xie: "Oh, Mr. Xie, I finally bumped into you. Where have you been since you died more than a year ago?"
Sitting at Table Xin is Wu Jie's old rival Zhao Yuanfei, accompanied by Huang Shaonan, Mr. Cheng, Mr. Luo and others from the Nongchao Poetry Society. It can be said that he is very proud of himself and has many supporters.
Zhao Yuanfei had been staring at Wu Jie, and when he suddenly saw Xie Fu, his eyes lit up, he got up and walked towards Xie Fu.
In last year's brothel competition, Xie Fu defeated the three talents on his side with one person and easily defeated him. From that moment on, he paid attention to Xie Fu and wanted to take advantage of these talents as his own.
After some inquiring, I found out that Wu Jie had hired him from the Benma Club for five taels of silver. At that time, I felt that Wu Jie, a nouveau riche, was really wasting his wealth. How could such a talent be measured with silver?
For this reason, he specially placed eyes and ears in Benma Society, but Xie Fu never showed up again.
Seeing Fu Xie now, how could he miss it and let Wu Jie, a nouveau riche, snatch it away.
Huang Shaonan, Young Master Cheng, and Young Master Luo saw Zhao Yuanfei rushing towards Xie Fu without even saying hello. They all showed a wry smile. They were the three of them who fought for Zhao Yuanfei in the brothel arena that day. However, they were defeated by their opponents. They must admit that they are very talented.
One chip.
Wu Jie greeted warmly: "Thank you, Mr. Sir, come and sit at my table."
For more than a year, he has been suppressed and beaten by Zhao Yuanfei. Today's meeting with Xie Fu is the day of his turnaround. How can he not be happy? He has Xie Fu, a powerful general, who can rival Zhao Yuanfei's countless talents.
Xie Fu was about to decline, but at this moment, his other hand tightly grasped his other arm, and he looked at Mr. Zhao Yuanfei, "Mr. Zhao?"
Mr. Zhao got close and said, "Brother Xie, I haven't seen you for more than a year and I miss you so much. Come sit down at my table and chat slowly."
Obviously Mr. Zhao's move to get the first start is much better than Wu Jie's.
When Wu Jie heard this, he became anxious. He pulled Mr. Xie closer to him and said with hostility to Zhao Yuanfei: "Zhao Yuanfei, what are you doing? Mr. Xie is my friend."
Zhao Yuanfei also pulled him and said with a smile: "Young Master Xie is also my friend."
Ever since, Xie Fu was treated as an item and was robbed by two people. I have seen people rob women, but I have never seen them rob men.
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Xie Fu wanted to refuse, but he couldn't help but show his kindness.
At this time, Lu Wuyuan snorted coldly. The two of them looked at each other and were shocked when they saw him, the devil incarnate!
This man is really the eldest among the eldest, even people like Zhang Lingyun would walk around him when they see him.
Zhao Yuanfei and Wu Jie let go at the same time, acting very embarrassed. It would be unqualified to say hello, and it would be too rude not to say hello.
Xie Fu laughed and said: "Mr. Wu, Mr. Zhao, thank you both for your kindness. I have already reserved a seat."
The two were surprised when they heard this and said in unison: "Where?"
Xie Fu turned to look at Lu Wuyuan and asked, "Wu Yuan, which room did you book?"
Wu Yuan! He actually called the Demon King Lu Second Master by his first name.
Lu Wuyuan responded: "Song room."
There is nothing strange about the Second Young Master Lu taking the photo of the Song Room. What is strange is the relationship between Xie Fu and the Second Young Master Lu.
Zhao Yuanfei secretly wondered whether Second Young Master Lu was more courteous and virtuous than him. It was impossible. Second Young Master Lu was nicknamed the Demon King. He was naturally arrogant and disliked everyone. He would attack anyone he didn't like.
Lu Wuyuan smiled and said: "Brother Epilepsy, it's getting dark, let's go to the pavilion."
Damn Brother! He’s called me Brother. What’s going on? When did Xie Fu’s status become so noble that even the Demon King has to call him Brother?
If you say this, the other party has always kept it secret.
Xie Fu said with a smile: "Let's go then." After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned back and said to Zhao and Wu: "Master Wu, Master Zhao, why don't we go to the pavilion for a drink together."
The two of them actually waved their hands at the same time and laughed in apology: "No, no."
If they stay with the Demon King, do they still have the right to let him sit? They don't want to be someone else's lap dog.
The two of them watched Xie Fu and Lu Wuyuan disappear from sight, and Wu Jie murmured: "What's going on?"
Zhao Yuanfei blurted out: "Needless to say, even the devil incarnation calls him Brother Sheng, but he keeps it secret."
Suddenly he realized that he had complied with his old enemy's words, snorted coldly, and returned to his seat.
As soon as his butt fell down, Huang Shaonan asked curiously: "Mr. Zhao, are we mistaken? Just now Mr. Xie was standing with the Demon King."
Zhao Yuanfei responded: "You read that right, he is with the Demon King."
Huang Shaonan said: "Could it be that the Demon King Hunshi hired Mr. Xie?" After much deliberation, this was the only possibility.
Zhao Yuanfei said: "The devil in this world will call you Brother Sheng."
Huang Shaonan was surprised: "The devil incarnate even calls me Brother Sheng!"
Lu Wenlin smiled and said, "Brother Xie, what's going on?"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "That Mr. Wu hired me to help him fight in the brothel ring. As for Mr. Zhao, he is his mortal enemy."
When Xie Fu said this, Lu Wenlin understood that it turned out to be a treasure robbery.
Zhang Lingxiao asked: "Brother Xie, are you so shabby that you want to fight for others in the ring?"
Xie Fu chuckled: "My background is not comparable to the three of you. I would like to thank the three of you for not being dissatisfied."
Lu Wenlin said with a smile: "Do I have the right to despise you? You are already the prince's uncle, and even the unparalleled national scholar wants to become your wife in the house. I can only envy you."
Zhang Lingxiao couldn't help but said harshly: "You are a fucking talent!"
It was dusk, and the lights were on in the attic.
The double lights hanging in front of the gatehouse and the decorative lights hanging on the eaves corners make the Feige Lingxiao look like a piece of brilliant jewelry at first glance.
There were four maids in front of the attic waiting for orders at any time. When the four people walked in, two of them led the way and took the four people up to the attic.
Then a table of fine wine and delicacies was served.
During the dinner, an old servant came in with a plan, and on the eucalyptus were three shining silver cranes.
This old servant was the deacon of Qin Tower and knew the four of them. He said, "Congratulations."
Zhang Lingxiao raised his hand to interrupt: "Don't speak yet."
Then he said to Xie Fu and Lu Wenlin with a smile: "There are three silver cranes. It seems that the three of us have won one bid each. Let's agree first, if so, who will treat us to this meal."
Lu Wuyuan answered: "Of course it's Brother Epi. He's been out several times. Every time, he eats and drinks for free. He doesn't get a dime, and he treats the three of us as villains."
Zhang Lingxiao smiled and said: "Wu Yuan finally said something fair."
