Speaking of which, Xie Shiyilang felt that his life was really miserable.

As a minor who grew up with his parents and under the strict guidance of his uncles and elders, Xie Shiyilang used to have a special affection and admiration for his cousin Jiu whom he had never met. A life as casual as his cousin Jiu is what a family like him should live!

But when he said this yearning to his friend Wen Sanlang, the other party just smiled: "If you have Xie Jiulang's talent, Lord Ling Zun would not have made such strict demands." He hit Hongxin with a word.

Xie Shiyilang was so talked about to cover his heart, but his admiration for his cousin became deeper. You should know that not any young master of aristocratic family could gain a reputation as a slut. At most, they would only be regarded as playboys, the so-called "famous scholars", talent and demeanor, are indispensable.

So, Xie Shiyilang's fantasy cousin Jiu, who was imagining, looked up to the mountains and walked in the scenery, was as mysterious as the mountains and seas. It was definitely not the case that instructed him to go to the wine cellar to steal wine every day. If he was happy, he could cook books and roast chicken. If he was unhappy, he would make people cry without tears!

Xie Shiyilang was in pain. When he heard that his uncle asked him to monitor his ninth cousin's blind date, he was even more painful. In just one month, it was enough to make him understand that this ninth cousin who everyone praised was not a good deal of fuel!

Now, seeing Xie Muzhi's calm and composed appearance, Xie Shiyilang sounded the alarm in his heart: This is the rhythm of causing trouble again! He, he... should he stop it, or not?

Thinking of the aunt's earnest instructions, Xie Shiyilang felt that he should still stop him, but when he turned around, he thought of the little overlords who were messed up by his cousin in his school and cried bitterly, he felt that his heart and soul jumped hard.

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Unexpectedly, my little cousin, who was shattering his dreams, was tangled in his heart. Mu Zhi shook the fan and enjoyed the scenery around him comfortably, but he actually had no idea of ​​causing trouble.

After all... today is not peaceful.

In fact, I was playing the same set of writing poems, essays, throwing pots and cups. The only special thing is that men and women can sit at the same seat. Although the seats are not close together and there are servants and maids guarding each other, it still makes the young and girls feel particularly reserved.

"Does my cousin have a girl he likes? Although my brother is not talented, he still has some connections in the imperial capital, so he can help me." The newly released King Cheng Murong asked with interest.

Muzhi supported his elbow and smiled carelessly: "The so-called 'lovely man' is naturally only happy only if he stays in his heart. If he forces it, it will be boring!"

This answer that neither said "yes" nor "no" made Murong Xu laugh like he met a confidant: "It's very true! How can one be happy if he gets married and married?"

The Yong King Murong Zhao, who was standing beside him, looked at Mu Zhi's answer to him was not surprising. This person was as beautiful as the wind and clouds, making it difficult to imagine how he got married, and it was difficult to imagine where someone stood beside him and whispered with him.

But...will this person have a sweetheart? He frowned and drank the wine in his glass in silence.

"What's wrong with Seventh Brother? What's wrong with the scenery? Why are you so depressed!" Murong Xu teased him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Murong Zhao looked at him coldly, and his sharp gaze made Murong Xu's heart burst, and then he changed the topic lightly: "It seems that the Ge family over there?"

Murong Xu took a casual look: "That's it." He thought about Murong Zhao's eyes just now. The momentum of that moment reminded him of his father. This younger brother who has always been taciturn and ignored him...how did he have such a momentum?

Murong Zhao seemed to have not seen Murong Xu's shocked and suspicious eyes, and he reminded lightly: "It's time for the emperor."

Murong Xu was stunned, and then he noticed that the wine glass with flowers was parked in front of him. He unfolded the note in the cup, and the title on it was: Write a poem with Ganodera as the title.

Gando, also known as Pueraria root, is a question like this. I don’t know if it’s the arrangement of my mother’s mother or the temptation of the Ge family?

Thinking of Ge Qiniang's beautiful and charming face he had just seen, he felt unhappy. He pretended to be pondering for a while and then happily raised his glass of wine and drank three glasses in a row.

The wine glass continued down, and no one noticed Ge Qiniang's face that changed color in an instant. The handkerchief in her sleeve was torn to deform. In just a moment, she regained her gentle and gentle expression and lowered her head dignifiedly.

Soon the wine glass was selected by a young man from a noble family. He was excited and pretended to be calm and began to recite his masterpiece after a moment of contemplation. Seeing his head shaking, he was obviously very confident in his talent.

Xie Shiyilang sat behind his cousin and rolled his eyes secretly. He was used to his cousin's amazing talent. Looking at these ordinary mortals, it was really boring... Huh?

His eyes paused, and beside the young man, he saw a familiar figure - Wen Sanlang!

Although I haven't seen each other for a few years, Xie Shiyilang is still very familiar with his only childhood friend. What's more, Wen Sanlang's appearance has not changed much.

Speaking of which, Wen Sanlang is four years older than Xie Shiyilang, so it is difficult to become friends. But for Xie Shiyilang, who is stuck in an awkward age difference, he is too old to take him to play, and he looks down on those who are younger than him, and there are very few peers around him. His childhood was very lonely.

Only Fumisanro never dislikes his age. He will patiently listen to his complaints, tell him stories about history books, and accompany him to secretly catch crickets in the summer.

In Xie Shiyilang's heart, Wen Sanlang is his best friend.

Unfortunately, Wen Sanlang's father later went to Yongzhou to be the prefect, and left the imperial capital with his family. From then on, the mountains were far away and the letters were difficult to pass on. Xie Shiyilang kept his fingers thinking about when Lord Wen's term ended.

——Realistically speaking, it should be a year before Lord Wen will return to the imperial capital to report his duties?

His confusion was soon replaced by another doubt: Why didn't Wen Sanlang tell him when he returned to the capital? He shouldn't have forgotten him? After all, Wen Sanlang has always been gentle and elegant, and has a broad friendship...

No, no, it must be because they had to be too busy with the first return to the imperial capital! Xie Shiyilang thought to himself that when the Caiqing Banquet ended, he would go to find him! Go to the best restaurant in the imperial capital to drink! I wonder if there is anything fun in Yongzhou... He still has a lot of complaints about his ninth cousin and wants to share with him! He is almost suffocating him to death these days.

While thinking, Xie Shiyilang let out a hey laugh.

When he came to his senses, he suddenly realized that his ninth cousin was gone!!

His Highness Yong was missing with him.

Xie Shiyilang asked Murong Xu with a bitter face: "Cheng, Your Highness Cheng, dare you ask where Your Highness Yong, my ninth brother has gone?"

Murong Xu frowned, obviously very puzzled: "A man came to the palace and said he had something important to report, so the Seventh Emperor left with him. After they left, Mu Zhi's cousin said he wanted to go to the top of the mountain to see the peach blossoms..."

Although there is nothing wrong with Xie Jiulang when you go to see the behavior of Taohua, he went there as soon as King Yong left. No matter how you think about it, it is all a trick.

But Mu Xu thought about it, but he couldn't figure out the reason. What could Mu Zhi's cousin have to do with that ice cube?

Xie Shiyilang thought to himself that this must be an excuse that cousin Jiu made to sneak out! He didn't expect King Yong to go.

Murong Xu also realized as he said: Even if the peach blossoms on the mountain bloom late, how could there be peach blossoms at this time? He was speechless - my cousin was too careless, right? And when he said that, he didn't feel anything wrong!

It’s really that Xie Muzhi’s face is too deceptive, and his attitude is so natural... It really makes people nod and say yes, right, right, whatever you want to do!

After recalling the taste, the two looked at each other, and Murong Xu couldn't help but smile: "Cousin is really..." After laughing, he pondered. Does Muzhi's departure have anything to do with Murong Zhao? Such a close time point really makes people care.

Soon, his expression frightened and he realized something was wrong: the palace maid who came to look for the Seventh Emperor's brother had never seen it in Fengyi Palace or Changchun Palace, but he felt a sense of familiarity! That was... the eunuch next to Concubine Xu in his mother's palace!

He suddenly stood up and saw his servant rushing over with an anxious look on his face and quietly reported: "Your Highness, it's not good! Your Highness Yong was assassinated on the mountain and fell off the cliff with Mr. Xie Jiu. I don't know how to live or die!"

He did not deliberately avoid Xie Shiyilang, after all, this person is also from the Xie family.
Chapter completed!