"So this cultural banquet...well, it should be said that it is a son-in-law banquet, and it involves a temple dispute?"
In the Cuiya Pavilion, Chu Ling picked up the tea cup and took a sip with a calm expression, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Chu now feels that you are very dishonest, and you dragged Mr. Chu into this affair for the sake of your beloved disciple."
"Ahem~"
Jiang Zhongzi coughed twice and glared at Su Shisan who was standing next to him. Su Shisan was like a child who made a mistake, standing with his head down and not daring to move.
Xiang Yannian, who was eating cakes, blinked when he saw this scene and felt curious in his heart. He didn't quite understand why Su Shisan was like this.
"My little friend, I am indeed a little unreasonable about this matter."
Jiang Zhongzi lifted up the sleeves of his robe, looked at Chu Ling and smiled: "But I can't help it. If the people responsible for the selection are not familiar with me, I will give up my face and help this fool once.
It’s a pity that things went counterproductive.”
Seeing Jiang Zhongzi say this, seeing his expression, and glaring at Su Shisan from time to time, Chu Ling smiled slightly, remembering the master who said very little.
Although he is a latecomer, some memories are engraved deep in his soul.
Chu Ling even thought about a question. If he encountered any difficulties, he would never sit idly by and do nothing. He would even be like Jiang Zhongzi to Su Shisan.
It was precisely because of this deep master-disciple relationship that Chu Ling chose to help Su Shisan.
"Brother Su, are you confident about martial arts?"
Chu Ling looked at Su Shisan and said, "Even among the disciples attending the banquet, half of them are people with splendid skills. No one can guarantee that the rest will not be successful."
Although the Feng Dynasty attached great importance to scholars, which made the governance flourish, the territory under its jurisdiction was so vast, and its martial virtues were also very abundant.
According to the fixed thinking, most scholars are helpless people, but the scholars in Feng Dynasty are different, they are always drawing swords to fight.
"Brother Chu, you can rest assured about this."
Su Shisan changed his previous embarrassment and said with an arrogant expression: "Su cannot guarantee anything else, except for martial arts, which among peers..."
"Hmph~"
Jiang Zhongzi's cold snort made Su Shisan stop laughing, especially the glare from Jiang Zhongzi, which made Su Shisan dare not say anything else.
Chu Ling smiled and shook his head. Jiang Zhongzi was a famous scholar all over the world. Logically speaking, the disciples he accepted were considered outstanding even if they were not the proud ones of heaven.
I'm afraid this Su Shisan is good at martial arts, not literature, otherwise Jiang Zhongzi wouldn't have such a reaction.
"What about Brother Chu?"
Su Shisan pondered for a moment, raised his head solemnly, looked at Chu Ling and said, "Are you sure about Wen Dou?"
"Chu didn't even pay attention to a mere literary fight at a son-in-law banquet." Chu Ling said calmly: "No matter which god he invites, the ultimate winner of this literary fight can only be you.
Su Shisan."
Su Shisan's eyes lit up.
"It seems like you are quite confident, little friend?"
Jiang Zhongzi picked up the tea cup in his hand and looked at Chu Lingdao with a smile.
"According to what Mr. Jiang said before, in competitions involving literary competitions, anonymous verification is used, and there is no other blessing. Chu still has this little bit of confidence."
Chu Ling smiled faintly.
Although in Chu Ling's opinion, Jiang Zhongzi, Su Shisan's behavior was somewhat unreliable, but since he agreed, he had to get things done.
"Chu has one last question."
Chu Ling thought of this and looked at Jiang Zhongzi and the others, "Mr. Jiang, haven't you thought that even if Brother Su can win all the martial arts and literary battles at this son-in-law recruitment banquet, he may not be honored in the end.
Zhu Guofu selected..."
At this point, Chu Ling stopped.
The smile on Jiang Zhongzi's face disappeared and his brows frowned.
"If that's the case, then Su will have no choice but to elope with her."
Su Shisan looked at Chu Ling seriously and said: "In fact, at the beginning, she proposed to elope, but I didn't want to do this. After all, I could feel that she valued family ties very much. How could I be so selfish and do it for myself?"
Just let her endure this."
After hearing Su Shisan's explanation, Chu Ling really wanted to see what kind of existence this strange woman was.
"What a bad fate!"
Jiang Zhongzi sighed softly at this time: "You idiot!!"
Just like what Chu Ling said, how could Jiang Zhongzi not think of it? He even thought of the worst case scenario in his heart, but he just didn't want to mention it.
There are too many things in this world that he cannot change. Even if he is a world-famous scholar, what can he do?
"Yan Nian, do you like it here?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting depressed, Chu Ling looked at Xiang Yannian with a smile, "Do you want to be like them and be able to attend such occasions in the future?"
"dislike."
Xiang Yannian blinked his eyes, chewed the pastry in his mouth, shook his head and said: "It's too false, too unreal. I still like to drink. There is a young master, a sister, brother Jun, and a shopkeeper. Yes
, and Grandpa Zhao, he can laugh when he wants and make trouble when he wants. Although he is a bit busy, it is very real."
"He is your new waiter?"
Jiang Zhongzi was very touched by Xiang Yannian's words, and he looked at Chu Ling and said.
"He is a young man who has not grown up yet."
Chu Ling said: "Where I go after drinking, there are no secular rules."
Jiang Zhongzi narrowed his eyes slightly.
At this moment, a pleasant piano sound sounded, followed by the sound of bronze, which made Xiang Yannian's face show curiosity.
"Sir, what's going on?"
Xiang Yannian looked at Chu Ling and said doubtfully.
"The banquet has begun."
Chu Ling stood up and walked towards the screen with a smile. Jiang Zhongzi and Su Shisan also walked over. Only Xiang Yannian looked hesitant and stood there thinking for a long time before following him.
Near the window, Chu Ling stood with her hands behind her hands, overlooking the central terrace.
I saw hundreds of dancing girls, with bare feet and gauze bracelets, located in different areas, dancing to the sound of music, and their graceful figures were fully displayed.
“It’s so beautiful.”
Xiang Yannian looked around, his eyes never leaving the dancers. In his eyes, the dancers showing off their grace on the terrace were all as beautiful as gods.
Chu Ling lowered his head to look at Xiang Yannian, shook his head with a smile, and reached out to help Xiang Yannian move forward, "If you want to see it, just look at it openly."
"The atmosphere in Feng Dynasty is not what it used to be."
Jiang Zhongzi, who had been silent all the time, looked at the scene in front of him and saw many people sitting near the window. He frowned slightly: "If Emperor Taizu knew that Feng Chao was so extravagant, he would definitely be angry.
.”
"Mr. Jiang, isn't this a normal thing?"
Chu Ling smiled lightly and said: "In what period did they not exist who are obsessed with life and do not eat the fireworks of the world? Instead of being angry about these, it is better to be yourself. Is Mr. Jiang right?"