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Chapter VII

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    The sedan chair stopped in front of the Tang residence, and the accompanying maid lifted the curtain for Wen Qian.

    The little girl is not hers. For the sake of caution, Yang Jin didn't plan to use other kabukis from the music workshop. This one is probably grinding his guns before the battle, and is only responsible for holding the kite for Wen Qian and putting on a show.

    Tang Shi can be regarded as the second-largest official in the Jiangsu-Zhejiang area, and the first is Governor Feng. However, he is still suppressing the peasant army in Huguang, and he has no free time to join in the fun.  Therefore, in Guangling City, Governor Tang's family dominates, and this mansion is naturally built magnificently.

    ? In front of the door, the second son of Mrs. Tang is the one who is in charge of the mansion. One is in charge of exchanging greetings and the other is in charge of receiving invitations.

    Yang Jin and Yang Jin deliberately moved half an hour earlier, but they didn't expect that there were already an endless stream of guests.

    It seems that Governor Tang's popularity is quite good.

    "Governor Peng, I haven't seen you for half a year, it's such a compliment Come, come, please."

    Just as Second Master Tang sent one away with a smile, he met Yang Jin head-on.  The first time we met, the face was very awkward, but seeing this extraordinary demeanor, one knew that he was not an ordinary person.

    The steward next to him accepted the greeting card and secretly gave him a wink.

    Second Master Tang said suddenly, and smiled, "Mr. Duan? I'm sorry, I've heard about you for a long time, but seeing you today is really extraordinary."

    ? Yang Jin smiled, and replied: "Mr. Tang is polite."

    "Where is the word, I have read several of your poems, and the line 'Liu Ying suddenly wrote'" Yue Mo didn't remember the second half, and he said perfunctorily, "It's really brilliant and fascinating."

    "Mr. Tang has won the award. Your father and brother Ling are erudite and talented, and the pillars of the country. The younger generation has no fame and fame. I really can't bear it."

    "Hey, it's just around the corner to be named on Mr. Duan's talent list." Second Master Tang made way for him, "Walk here, watch your stepI'll toast you again later."

    The person on the opposite side was very humble, with gentle eyebrows and polite words, and walked past him into the house.

    Second Master Tang watched this Duan Yu go away, and when he just turned his head, a slightly sweet scented wind seemed to drift past.  He looked at the steward in surprise.

    Suspicion in my heart: How could this person walk with Mr. Duan?

    From the main entrance to the front hall, you have to cross a small stone bridge. Under the bridge is a river pond with rippling blue waves. Wen Qian teased on the road: "Young master Duan, who has a brilliant literary talent, can you write poetry?"

    Yang Jin looked around without any trace, and answered frankly: "No."

    She wondered: "Isn't it that you just agreed? I'm not afraid that he will let you say a word or two at the banquet?"

    "Just listen to this kind of scene." Yang Jin looked at the scenery along the way inch by inch, "at a quick glance, he can't even remember my face, let alone the people at the banquet, so he can't care  It's all a problem."

    Wen Qian stared at him and smiled, and let out a sigh, "Master Yang is very handy in dealing with this kind of thing, and you usually go to banquets and bars?"

    He finally lowered his voice like a warning: "Don't call me indiscriminately."

    "Got it." She paused every word, "Mr. Duan."

    Because it was not too early, many people who came to celebrate the birthday were already seated in the living room. Tang Shi stood at the most conspicuous position in the hall, and accepted the gift from the visitor with a smile on his face together with his entourage.  Say a few words "You are so polite", "How to make it so precious", the meaning is shirked for a while, and it is accepted.

    This man is neither tall nor short, and his age can be counted above thirty-five. He is gentle and refined, with the elegance of a scholar, but from the look in his eyes, it can be seen that this man is also well versed in officialdom.

    Old Mrs. Tang was sitting by the side. His seventy years of age made him look shriveled and thin. He had already wrapped himself in a thick cloak before late autumn, but since it was his birthday, his face was flushed red, and he grinned toothlessly.  , Smiling with joy.

    Instinctively, Yang Jin looked at him a few more times.

    "Master Tang." He saluted briefly, "Duan Yu, who was born late, brought a set of silver dot emerald birthday star tortoise and crane pots, wishing the old man a prosperous year and a prosperous life."

    As he spoke, he turned slightly sideways, and the attendants behind hurriedly held up the brocade box respectfully. Yang Jin dragged it with one hand, and nodded to Tang Shi with a smile.

    "So it's Mr. Duan."

    Sure enough, he had never seen Duan Yu and Yang Jin himself, and with the large number of visitors today, Tang Shi didn't become suspicious, and immediately started to greet each other like his second brother.

    "Master Liu and I are both Jinshi in the ninth year of Chengming.?Are you so appreciative of my singing and dancing?  Could it be that you didn't turn a blind eye when I danced in the past, but secretly peeped?  "She was referring to what he just said.

    Wen Qian was used to teasing, so she just opened her mouth, but Yang Jin looked at her with unnatural frown: "It was just a stopgap measure just now just playing on occasion." At the end, he added, "Don't take it seriously!"

    The latter lazily raised his eyebrows: "If you don't take it seriously, you don't take it seriously." After saying that, he continued to drink tea.

    The old man was very old, and he was helped back to his room to rest after not sitting for a long time.

    ?As more and more people gathered in the hall, Tang Shi got up and led the guests to the back garden. There was still some time before the birthday banquet, and there were songs and dances, a stage and a chess board prepared in the garden, all for the entertainment of everyone.

    Shi Baichuan was surrounded by dignitaries, chatting and laughing, while Wen Qian and Yang Jin were at the end.

    The walls of the Tang Mansion are very high and narrow, with a long wall. Looking from the top, it seems to be squeezed from left to right, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.

    Wen Qian said in a low voice: "This house is full of twists and turns. It is so big that if you don't pay attention, you will get lost. No wonder even you Jinyiwei can't do anything about it."

    But Yang Jin said no, "Actually, we sent people here to investigate secretly the first night we arrived in Guangling, and we came here several times after that."

    She wondered, "Didn't you find Liu Wenyuan?"

    "It's not that I didn't find it, it's that I couldn't enter the Tang Mansion at all." When this matter was brought up, even Yang Jin felt very strange, "Almost all the Jinyiwei who were sent out said that the sight outside the Tang Mansion was very bad that night, and people kept going.  Spinning in circles, I can¡¯t get in no matter what, whether it¡¯s climbing over the wall or walking over the wall, it¡¯s all in vain.¡±

    Wen Qian sounded very evil: "A ghost hit the wall?"

    "I don't know." He shook his head, "Jin Yiwei who came back has very vague memories of what happened that night, more like he fell asleep in a daze, and the narration between words is also scattered and chaotic."

    This Tang Mansion is really not simple.

    Wen Qian was playing with the blue silk, when he suddenly saw another group of guests joking and joking coming from the hanging flower door on the left, he hurriedly took Yang Jin's hand and wrapped it around his waist.

    Yang Jin's attention wasn't on her at all, his palm was so soft and soft suddenly, goosebumps almost appeared from the beginning to the end, and he was about to let go immediately, but Wen Qian pressed his hand and beat him to death.

    "What are you doing?!" He almost uttered the words through gritted teeth.

    Wen Qian still stared straight ahead, frowning at him indistinctly: "There are so many people watching, great talent, can't you be a little bit more romantic? Forgot what I said to you before I left?"

    Act out a scene of forcing women into prostitution and robbing women of common people.

    "It's unnecessary!" Yang Jin used his hands vigorously, but due to the increasing number of people around him, it was too inconvenient to move.

    Wen Qian grabbed his hand, Yang Jin clasped her wrist, and the two of them fought quietly next to each other, but it was a picture of hugging and loving each other from behind.

    Celebrities and talents always want to be matched with beautiful women, and everyone present did not doubt that there was him when they saw this.

    Just like that, all the way to the water pavilion (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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