"Chu Ling, do you have any secret recipe for the wine you sell at the bar?"
Huangfu Jingyu flicked his sleeves and turned his eyes towards Chu Ling, who was admiring the scenery outside the car. A faint smile appeared on his handsome face, which made Huangfu Jingyu a little distracted.
He has a pretty smile.
"Princess likes to drink?"
Chu Ling didn't look back and responded to Huangfu Jingyu.
Outside the car driving on the wide road, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. Weeping willows are fluttering on the roadside. There are ripples on the lake shrouded in mist. Emerald green lotus leaves are beginning to bloom. A small pavilion is looming in the lake. A few figures can be vaguely seen walking around.
The mountains connected to the lake and several buildings are surrounded by rain...
Chu Ling's heart was very peaceful.
"I like to drink."
Huangfu Jingyu's cheeks were slightly red, and he coughed twice. When he saw that Chu Ling was not looking at him, he raised his chin slightly and said: "There are also many imperial wines given by the palace, but I will drink the wine after you drink it."
, when I drink those fine wines again, I always feel that they are almost tasteless. Do you sell the secret recipe of your wine?"
"Not for sale!"
Chu Ling lifted up the sleeves of her robe, looked at Huangfu Jingyu and said, "Chu relies on these secret recipes to maintain his business. If he sells them to the princess, how will Chu make money?"
Huangfu Jingyu's eyes were a little evasive, which made Chu Ling feel a little strange.
"You are really strange."
Huangfu Jingyu pretended to be calm and said: "When you first sold poems, you were more happy than anyone else. A masterpiece that can be passed down to the world was sold to you for a mere hundred gold. In your eyes, a few wine recipes are not as good as one."
Is it the first masterpiece to be handed down to the world?"
"That's different."
Chu Ling smiled slightly and said: "When Chu rented that shop, he didn't have much money. If he wanted to stop drinking and open the shop, he needed money.
If Chu had a lot of money, the poem would not have been sold to the princess, and Chu’s name would not have spread throughout Shangdu City.”
With a background like Huangfu Jingyu's, she doesn't have to worry about money at all. Whatever she wants, there will always be people who go out of their way to satisfy it.
"Wouldn't it be good to spread the news throughout the capital?"
Huangfu Jingyu frowned slightly and looked at Chu Ling in confusion, "Do you know how many literati and poets want to be like you in Shangdu City? Before the Wangyou Lake Poetry Meeting was held, a large number of people came to the capital.
The reason is to make your name famous. If those scholars knew what you just said, I wonder what they would say about you."
"So they are not Chu Ling."
Chu Ling smiled lightly and said: "What Chu is looking for is not these false names."
"Then what do you want?"
Huangfu Jingyu asked: "Is it just what you want?"
"That's right."
Chu Ling nodded and said: "Living in this world is not easy. If you can't even make yourself happy, then wouldn't life be boring?"
Huangfu Jingyu fell silent and looked at Chu Ling with a somewhat complicated expression.
What Chu Ling said was something she dared to think about but didn't dare to touch.
He is really similar to Yun Shu.
The car became quiet, and the car, driving under the rain curtain, headed towards the depths of Longshou Villa.
"Who is the scholar with the third princess? Why haven't I seen him before?"
"How can he be with the third princess?"
"Looks familiar, yes, it's Chu Ling!"
"Who is Chu Ling? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"It would be strange if you knew that you were hanging out with those oirans. Chu Ling, this is the first leader of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Club."
"Speaking of which, for us to attend this cultural banquet, we can come to Longshou Villa thanks to the leaders of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Club."
In the palace deep in Longshou Villa, Chu Ling walked in with Huangfu Jingyu, and immediately attracted the attention of many people. Being stared at by so many people made people feel uncomfortable.
Xiang Yannian followed Chu Ling dully, his heart beating very fast. From the moment he arrived at the area where the cultural banquet was held, Xiang Yannian was shocked by what he saw.
So luxurious.
So majestic.
Xiang Yannian couldn't find any words to describe what he saw. At this time, his mind was blank and his little face was full of nervousness.
"Where are you?"
Huangfu Jingyu ignored the gazes directed at him. When he came to a place, he looked at Chu Ling with a calm expression, "Would you like to go to the place where I am having a banquet?"
"No need."
Chu Ling raised the imperial edict he held, "Chu just goes to Cuiya Pavilion."
"It's not that far away."
Huangfu Jingyu said calmly: "It's not far ahead."
"Um."
Chu Ling responded and led Xiang Yanqian to Cuiya Pavilion.
The palace where the cultural banquet is held is a ring-shaped building that occupies a large area. In the center of the palace is a terrace built of golden nanmu, with various musical instruments placed. Surrounding this terrace, the architectural layout of the palace is divided into three floors.
The Cuiya Pavilion that Ling wants to go to is located in the east area on the second floor.
"I've met Mr. Chu~"
The maid standing outside Cuiya Pavilion bowed her head slightly and saluted after seeing Chu Ling and Xiang Yannian.
What a nice view.
Xiang Yannian's eyes widened when he saw the maid in front of him.
It is worthy of being one of the Nine Pillar Kingdoms of Feng Dynasty, and its foundation is profound.
Chu Ling looked at the maidservant and felt a little emotional in her heart. Even if she were a maidservant, she could compete with the oirans in Xanadu if she picked just one at random.
Pushing the door and walking into Cui Ya Pavilion, a light aroma surrounds the tip of the nose. The various decorations in the room are ingenious. Placed on the round table in the center, there are various exquisite snacks. A hollow screen comes into view through the gap.
, you can vaguely see the terrace outside the window...
"Master Chu, please take a rest for now."
The maidservant lowered her head slightly and said softly.
"good."
Chu Ling responded, the maid bowed her head and exited the room, closing the door with her jade hand.
"Sit down, don't just stand around."
Chu Ling smiled, looked at the dull Xiang Yannian, and then walked towards the wooden chair.
"Sir, have I embarrassed you?"
Xiang Yannian came to his senses and did not dare to look up at Chu Ling.
"Who are you throwing away?"
Chu Ling, who lifted her robe and sat down, smiled lightly and said, "I haven't seen it before, so it's the first time I see it. It's inevitable that I'll be a little shocked."
I was quite sensitive at a young age.
Chu Ling picked up a piece of cake, put it in his mouth and chewed it. In fact, Chu Ling could understand Xiang Yannian's reaction. People are indeed different.
There is no such thing as fairness in this world.
Some people are born with wealth and honor, and the starting point of their birth is the natural danger that most people struggle with throughout their lives and cannot overcome the past.
No matter how hard some people work, they end up going around in circles all their lives, troubled and distracted by all kinds of trivial things.
"Sir, will you go to such occasions like them in the future?"
Xiang Yannian walked up to Chu Ling and said with twinkling eyes: "Young master is so talented, he will definitely be able to be named a marquis and prime minister in the future."
"Don't flatter me so much."
Chu Ling smiled and waved her hands and said, "I'm used to being lazy. I don't like being pushed around. I just want to be carefree and free. I'm destined to miss the chance to become a prince or prime minister."