Three hundred and ninetieth chapters collect clothes
Suddenly there was a sound of brisk footsteps on the Jiuqu Bridge outside the house, and then Xiao Jihuai's hearty (sour) laughter: "Why is it so lively? Are they all crowded here?"
"Master Hou!" The two maids hurriedly opened the door to greet him.
"Master 'Coax', you are here." Xu Muxue had too many things in her mouth and her speech was not clear, so she pronounced "Brother" as "Coax".
"Yeah." Xiao Jihuai stepped into the waterside pavilion. When he saw Xu Muxue taking off his disguise, he couldn't help but be stunned, as if he couldn't believe that the person in front of him turned out to be Xiaoxue, who was the most beautiful among the four beauties in the capital! The smile that was frozen instantly returned to him instantly.
, only I knew the shock at this moment.
"I'm back, let's go have a meal right now."
"Okay, senior brother, I'll go up and comb my hair first." Xu Muxue swallowed the food in her mouth and ran upstairs neatly. After three steps, the dry cloth wrapped around her head suddenly fell off for some reason.
Came down, revealing a head full of burnt dead hair...
This scene happened to fall into the eyes of Xiao Jihuai who was watching Xu Muxue go upstairs, but in Mr. Xiao's heart, it seemed that he had knocked over the cruet. How could such a beautiful woman become like this...
He Qizhou also saw Xiaoxue's hair clearly, but his heart was full of joy. The black hair at the roots seemed to have grown a little longer...
There were only six people sitting around the table at dinner. Xiao Jihuai plus He Qizhou, the five people who set off from Yuzhou, could see that this meal was a bit like Xiao Jihuai's special meal to thank He Qizhou and Jiang Damin for sending Xu Muxue back.
set up.
He Qizhou couldn't drink, Xu Muxue cherished words like gold, Xiao Jihuai, who was already a little absent-minded, also seemed not to be in high spirits, but Jiang Damin and the other two were a little carried away after drinking.
Because they had eaten enough pastries in the waterside pavilion, although the dinner was sumptuous, He Qizhou and Xu Mu could not eat much. No one mentioned the engagement, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward, so the dinner ended early.
During the dinner, Xiao Jihuai announced a news. The father-in-law who announced the decree arrived in Handan yesterday. Thinking of Xiao Jihuai's fatigue from the journey, he decided to come to the Marquis Mansion to deliver the decree tomorrow afternoon. The family banquet to celebrate the victory was held from noon to evening.
Xiao Jihuai told He Qizhou and others to appreciate it. It was a mouthful, and besides, it was really delicious, so He Qizhou reluctantly had to do it.
In the first half of the night, my mind was filled with the beautiful image of light snow, and I couldn't sleep; in the second half of the night, I was really sleepy and tired, and I ran out of time as soon as I fell asleep. If it weren't for the "bang bang" knock on the door, He Qizhou wouldn't have known it was already sunrise.
"Congratulations to junior brother!" "Congratulations to Qizhou!" Xiao Jihuai and Jiang Damin were calling outside the door. He Qizhou, despite his sleepiness, was still relaxed, put on his green shirt, and hurried to open the door.
"Coming, coming." He Qizhou shouted as he opened the door. He looked up and was shocked. It turned out that there were not just two people outside the door, but a crowd of people!
"This is He Qizhou, the new top martial arts champion -" Xiao Jihuai introduced to the people behind him, but when he saw He Qizhou's appearance, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"Ah——" A woman in the crowd exclaimed.
"Wait a minute!" He Qizhou, who reacted quickly, knew what the problem was, and hurriedly closed the door, gathered up the obscene clothes that had exposed his white chest just now, tightened the belt of his robe, put on his soap boots, and hurriedly used a handkerchief
After wrapping her hair in a bun, she finally let a smile appear on her frightened face, and then she opened the door again and said, "I've been sleeping so hard all night. I'm ashamed. Please come in and talk."
"This is the Marquis of Pingyuan, this is Lord You, the prefect, and this is Mr. Tang from Qingfeng Academy..." Xiao Jihuai introduced the people behind him with neither arrogance nor humility.
"Please." He Qizhou hurriedly invited everyone in, and heard someone laughing again. When he looked back, he saw that the old cotton robe that was still dripping was hanging on the wall. The green landscape painting that the original body hung in the middle hall had been covered by his own.
Roll it up and put it on the Hojo desk in the hall.
"Da Min, help collect it. Brother Xiao, let's go to the study to talk." He Qizhou had no choice but to ask for help from Jiang Damin, who was behind Xiao Jihuai, and led people to turn to the study on the west side. As soon as he said the words, he regretted it.
There are quite a few hanging up!
There is an extremely elegant circular doorway leading from the living room to the study. At this time, a pair of obscene trousers with legs spread apart is hanging in the hole and swaying in the wind; the old obscene clothes are "lying flat" on the rocking chair in the study; a pair of long
The cloth socks were held down by the paperweight and pen holder, hanging under the long desk for writing poems and paintings, swinging slightly back and forth; on the two Taishi chairs that were put together, there was a washed and discolored undergarment spread on it. Fortunately,
The hole was pressed underneath.
He Qizhou ignored his injuries and launched his "Excellent Qinggong". He gathered all the clothes and threw them into the paper basket behind the desk. However, this scene was not seen by many people who entered the room. Anyway, there were
A few people were laughing so hard that it didn't matter. The most disgusting thing was that some people had entered the study and were still laughing so hard that they couldn't stand up. That would be too embarrassing...
The people Xiao Jihuai introduced were all local high-ranking officials and celebrities, and he didn't really want to see him as a martial arts champion. It was just that the banquet was placed in the big room in the back garden. When passing by, Xiao Jihuai said intentionally or unintentionally, these high-ranking officials and famous ladies are very useful.
They all came to pay a visit to the new top martial arts scholar in the name of Mr. Xiao.
The guest room was spacious, and it didn't seem too crowded even after more than twenty people had entered the study. Those well-known local figures only said a few polite words such as "I have long admired my name" and got up without even getting hot from sitting down.
Heading to the back garden, He Qizhou could certainly detect the contempt in their eyes. The young women who entered the room together did not even look at him, their eyes were all wandering on Xiao Jihuai. He Qizhou was already a little unprepared.
After thanking him with "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh," I finally saw off these distinguished guests.
"Why is your face still red?" Jiang Damin joked, he was the last one to stay.
"Can't you tell me that I have a visitor when you knock on the door?" He Qizhou was annoyed that he would make himself embarrassed.
"Is it my fault? I'll go over first. Come freshen up and come quickly. Xiao Jinhuai has reserved the main seat for you. If you go late, you'll lose his face." After Jiang Damin finished speaking, he left. There were several women in the crowd.
Still quite eye-catching.
"I know, I know." Although he was extremely fed up with this kind of flattery, He Qizhou really didn't want to damage Mr. Xiao's face.
Directly north of Beiwan stands a large house with five bays and a verandah roof. Only a marquis can enjoy such an architectural form. When He Qizhou was brought into the house by the maid, he saw three tables placed in the side halls on both sides. Wen Guiwen,
Wu belongs to Wu, and a lady belongs to a lady. Of course, a noble lady can also be considered a lady.
There should be two tables for civil servants, military servants, and female relatives, with seven or eight people at each table. The room was extremely lively, and everyone seemed to be talking happily. The most talked about thing was what reward would the emperor give this time? Of course, Mr. Xiao can be received
The invitation was already a very honorable matter. The largest main table was placed in the middle hall. At this time, seven people were seated. The food and wine had already been placed on the table. Seeing He Qizhou enter the room, Xiao Jihuai stood up to greet him, but He Qizhou did not
Failing to show off, he could only step forward quickly and sit down according to Xiao Jihuai's wishes.
At the round table, Xiao Jihuai was sitting in the main seat facing south. Next to him was an old man from some academy. The other person was Xu Mu, who had once again transformed into a man's clothing. On the other sides were the potbellied Marquis of Pingyuan and Handan Youzhifu.
The other two people were sitting next to He Qizhou, who was facing the north. One was a fourth-grade general of the Hebei Army. I didn't hear his name clearly when I was embarrassed, and the other always had a long donkey face.
The face of Xiao Jie.
When Xiao Jihuai saw that everyone had arrived, he stood up, looked around, picked up the wine glass and said loudly: "Thanks to you all for your compliments, my humble house has been filled with glory. How can Xiao be so virtuous that he can be loved so wrongly by all of you? I really don't deserve this drink. Mr. Xiao
Out of respect, please feel free to do it."
Everyone at the table stood up. He Qizhou, who had just touched the chair with his buttocks, had to stand up immediately. He imitated the others and raised his glass to greet each other, and then pretended to dip his lips into the wine in the glass. It was really good.
Wine, no wonder, I own a restaurant, how can the wine at home be any worse? Although I am a little greedy, I tell myself rationally that if I drink even a drop of wine, I will drink it, but I must not drink it again!
After toasting a glass of wine, the sound of chopsticks started ringing, and the noisy chatter filled the hall again. With the tips of He Qizhou's ears, he heard a woman on the east side say: "That person is the country bumpkin who hangs his clothes and pants in the study room."
"Really? It took me so long to wait for the banquet. It turned out that I was waiting for this guy who doesn't know how to show appreciation. Mr. Xiao is really generous."
"He's not the top scholar in martial arts. He looks like a tuberculosis man. Didn't you see that guy running to collect his clothes? It's so funny."
"I saw it too, hahahaha..."
"Shh, be gentle!"
"It doesn't matter, they are all talking even though they are so far apart."
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He Qizhou knew that Xu Mu had also heard the conversation between those people. He originally thought that she would be gloating as usual, but unexpectedly, she just looked at him with those big eyes, which meant to comfort him.
I couldn't help but feel warm.
"Mr. Xiao, just drinking is not interesting. How about we play a game?" Old Master Tang from Qingfeng Academy said.
"Bye bye, you are always either right or flying, and I won't play with you." Pingyuan Marquis said hurriedly. He Qizhou could tell by looking at him that he was a complete playboy, and he might have descended from some king to where he is now over several generations.
As for the title, if there are no more talented people in the family, even the Marquis may not be able to keep it.
The old master rolled his eyes strangely and said: "Who wants to play with you? It's rare to be number one here and there are so many number two. How about reciting poems and composing a rhyme this time?"
"Mr. Tang, are you talking about Mr. He and Mr. Xu? They are both martial arts champions, and I will not play with you." The military general next to He Qizhou unexpectedly came to the rescue for He Qizhou.
"Nonsense! Isn't Mr. Xiao the number one scholar in martial arts? Why is his poetry so outstanding when other top scholars cannot." The old man was a little reluctant.
He Qizhou saw what they were singing and drinking, and he also heard the taste. Anyway, he was thick-skinned, so he hurriedly said: "I am just a martial artist who knows a few big characters. Old gentleman, I can't write poems anymore, but I am still good at being a cart driver."