Jia Huan and Gongsun Liang entered the warm and spring-like hall.Mr. Longjiang, who was sitting in the middle, laughed and said, “Brother Gongsun, why did you come so late?”

Gong Sun Liang naturally did not say to accompany the teacher to speak late, smiled and arched, and said: "Bright is late, willing to fine three glasses of wine."

“Pleased!”A long-haired guest smiled.

The maid led Jia Huan and Gongsun Liang to the table.There are eight seats in the room.The seat is not used with a chair stool, with a soft bed, can sit reliably, similar to sitting on the sofa.One seat placed three cases, placing various fruit-pointed dishes.

Sun Liang picked up the glass and drank three glasses of pride.The people say hello.

Sitting close, Jia Huan was able to carefully look at the appearance of Mr. Longjiang at this time, about thirty-seven and eight years old.He is handsome and can be classified as a handsome man.Take care of the handsome and the vicissitudes.

At this time, Mr. Longjiang changed the scribe shirt and made a rich son dress.The body of the long shirt is gorgeous, wearing a don'twel, all kinds of hanging pieces, all kinds of extraordinary, a flow of wealth and wealth.

When Jia Huan guessed the identity of Mr. Longjiang in his heart, Mr. Longjiang smiled and said, “Introducing a little friend to you.”This is a Jia Huan Jia friend who wrote "want to ask Jiang Mei to lose a little bit."

People laughed and said hello, or quipped, or praised, or praised the poems that Jia Huan passed down.One of them had a surprised look.

Jia Huan did not expect to be treated like a star, decent and modest one-to-one response.The granddaughter nodded slightly.He was also worried that Jia Huan would not adapt to such a communicative occasion, which now seemed completely superfluous.It’s from a big family.

If Jia Huan knew that Gong Sun Liang thought so, he would definitely say that he wanted more.He was at the feast, but he was able to practice in his previous life.It has nothing to do with Jianfu.Mr. Jia, the feaster, will not take him.

Finally, he greeted Jia Huan with a green shirt, smiled: "In the next Feng Ziying."I’ve heard the name of my brother and didn’t expect to meet him here.Is it okay for the brothers in the library?I was drinking with your brother in the house some time ago."

Jia Huan moved in his heart and smiled, “Big Brother Xie Feng cares.”I'm fine in the library."

Feng Ziying, son of General Feng Tang.It is very popular in Chicago.Anyone who has read the Red House knows this man Feng Ziying.Many red scientists are keen to explore this mysterious figure.On the twenty-sixth time in the book, Xue Xue Qingsheng, Feng Ziying said a passage that many red scientists believe is an allusion to Yongzheng and the Qianlong Dynasty's political struggle.

Mr. Liu Xinwu's view that the power struggle pattern of the entire Red Building is "the double hanging of the sun and the moon."The characters involved involved two princes, four kings and eight princes.Feng Ziying is an important figure in the moon.

But Jacqueline doesn’t agree with that view.The so-called Japanese and monthly reasons are too far-fetched, is a kind of understanding of political struggle and power strategy is extremely superficial and shallow.

The real political struggle, if it is the civilist, see the struggle of power in the Ming Dynasty.From Yang Ting and Zhang Juzheng.The ethics of its own officialdom are among them: teachers, students, fellow towns, relatives, colleges, etc.

For example, Zhang Ju is the first auxiliary, Zhang four-dimensional second auxiliary, can be described as a confidant.But Zhang Ju is killing the first auxiliary high arch.And Zhang Four-dimensional and high arch can tear up relatives.After the death of Zhang Juzheng's illness, Zhang Four-dimensional was an important promoter of the attack on Zhang Juzheng's forces.

If it is the background of the Qing Dynasty as the red building, the political struggle can be seen in the Kowloon Captured Son during the Kangxi period.See Emperor Yongzheng in February River.Look at how the emperor thought Dao "squeezed oil from the stone" and pondered the emperor's heart.

This is the real political struggle!

The simple, unlogical division of the Japanese and the moon is simply a lowering of the general intelligence of the bureaucrats.Read the twenty-four history, you know the political animals in the history of China, how high the level of politics is!

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When Jia Huan thought in his heart, Mr. Longjiang had already clapping his hands with a smile and let the singers come in and dance.In an instant, the song is hidden, the beauty is stumbling.In this beautiful scenery, it is really a comfortable enjoyment of life, and it is fun and forgetful.

Jia Huan County tried to pass the customs, worried about the heart, then picked up a cup and took a few bites, ate exquisite dishes, to alleviate the hunger in the abdomen.There are roasted geese, roast duck, chicken soup, lamb, light vegetables and a total of eight dishes.

He and his father-in-law were not eligible to attend the meeting.It was already hungry.

The beauty sings and dances stop.At this time, Jia Huan found that the dancer was still the beautiful beautiful person who had danced before.It looks like about 1 meter 65, and the body size is excellent.Sensing people.

Mr. Longjiang applauded and smiled, “The poetry girl’s dance is getting more and more exquisite.I’m here today as a jerk.I don't know if the poet girl wants to stay and drink a few drinks with her."

The poem just finished dancing, wearing green clothes, slightly gasping, *** ups and downs, softly said: "But listen to Mr. Longjiang arranged."Even if the famous prostitute is famous, even if it is clear, she does not have much room to refuse in front of Mr. Longjiang, who is famous in the Beijing city.

Mr. Longjiang smiled and said, “Gentlemen, see whose talent can impress the poetry girl.”Let the poet be willing to drink.”

Jia Huan's heart vomiting: I wipe, you drink the wine to consider my feelings.I am only 9 years old!

The other six people in the room worked.Some offer songs, some write poetry, some write calligraphy, and some say novel points of view.Each of them explained the number, but the poet girl did not promise to accompany the wine.Beautiful, dance, but cold.

Jia Huan looked at the disappointment of the public Sun Liang's face and drank three glasses of wine with emotion.It feels funny in my heart.When he came in, he brushed his face in front of the beautiful maid and lost in front of the tall cool.The master's scriptures and articles are excellent, but they can't talk about four books and five books with the lady of Hua Qui, right?A bit of an atmosphere of injury.

Mr. Longjiang saw that he was looking at the lively Jia Huan and deliberately teased: "Jia Xiaoyou's poetry is high, why not give a poem?"Let's see if you can touch the heart of a poet girl."

The rest of them chore.

The beautiful poem smiled and said softly: "Jia's poetry is famous for Beijing Master."Poetry is elegant.But poetry is greedy, and I want to ask Jia Gongzi to add to his own color with a poem."

Poetry, she said.It will lift Jasper very high.It’s soft, sweet.The sound of the springs.

Jacqueline is appreciative.This poet girl is definitely a master of insight.Speak well.Make people feel good.No wonder it’s the head of the city.At this time, throwing one or two fine poems can definitely brush enough reputation.

But Jia Huan did not have the idea of brushing the reputation.Reputation will have a big impact on his departure.The world is big, but the circle is small.

Jia Huan inadvertently had a poetic name in Beijing, he was drinking that day, his heart was not happy, forced to force.But not many people know him.Just look at Feng Ziying's reaction.The trouble can be reduced a little.

Jia Huan said, “Let the poetry girl be disappointed.”It's hard to say in the next time."

To the beautiful woman, of course, he was happy to be close.And the beauty of the fragrant spray, sitting close together to drink and drink, talking, is a very cool thing.But his heart was still focused on his plan to escape.The worm on the brain, he wouldn’t do it.

The soft words of poetry are emestivant: “The article is completed today, and the good words are evenly obtained.”Poetry is disappointing, but it is understandable.”He said, looking at the lively Mr. Longjiang Yingyi Li, "Mr. Longjiang, poetry is willing to make wine for Jia Gongzi tonight."

I'll go!Is this turn a little bad?

Jacqueline is a bit speechless.Say when the red flower leader sat next to him tonight to make wine for him, spread out, and brushed his reputation again?Feng Ziying in Beijing is very broad.Xue, Jia Jin, Tai doctor and other people have interacted.

And all of them are ungrateful.A big-eyed man lamented: "What talents are not displayed by Jia Xiaoyou, but can be favored by the flower, there is no reason to say it?"Let me wait for the shame.I'm ashamed of myself for drinking three glasses."

“The real name is self-flowing.Why do we need to hurt ourselves?I'll be with you."Everyone laughs and drinks.There is a bit of depression in my heart.So many men can’t fight for a child.

Mr. Longjiang laughed, “Poetry girl is a wonderful person.”But!”

The poet girl smiled and knew that Mr. Longjiang had seen through her thoughts.Lightly put on the blue dress and sit next to Jia Huan.Smiling, fill the glass in front of Jia Huan with wine.The jade hand was white, and a faint fragrance passed to the nose of Jiahuan.Good face, but unfortunately, he is only 9 years old.

In fact, it is precisely because Jia Huan is only nine years old that poetry will be willing to accompany him to drink!This does not damage her reputation.Nine-year-olds belong to the category of powerlessness.

He said politely, “Thank you.”The girl sat down, and he could only pinch his nose and recognize it.Another round of interlacing.

The youngest Jia Huan has a beautiful woman to accompany, Mr. Longjiang will take out the bohemian pie, wave, several beautiful prostitutes to enter, lean, each choose to accompany the wine.

Jacqueline is a bit speechless.His teacher lives in the house.There is also a county order for Zhao.Is it really good to drink wine like this?Jia Huan no longer paid attention to the situation in the field, and talked with the woman around him.

"I haven't asked the girl's name yet."

"Sudden Sue Poems."

“Do you know what Mr. Longjiang’s identity is?”I went with my teacher today to attend the meeting and saw Mr. Longjiang for the first time.”

Su Shishi covered his mouth and smiled, “Jia Gongzi did not know the big name of Mr. Longjiang.”Mr. Longjiang's real name is Ning.The Longjiang.Three of them come from the list.It was the noble Hanlin, and later the resignation did not do it, and was a rich idle person.

Between the mountains and the mountains, the book is entertaining itself.Mr. Longjiang's painting is sold in Beijing for hundreds of silver.To praise the sisters, the immediate price is doubled.”

"Oh.The rich!”

Su Shishi smiled: "Mr. Longjiang was a long-distance royal family, not in the list of the patriarchy."But after he was on the list, he recognized his relatives in the temple test and in the present-day saint.In addition, Mr. Longjiang's father is a former university student.After the killing.Aren’t they rich people?”

Jia Huan nodded, and Su Shishi said that it was definitely the news of the big road.For example, Mr. Longjiang did not do a good job of Hanlin, and the resignation sent beautiful women and calligraphy, which was obviously a problem.Do men have power, and are there no beautiful women?

But even so, Jia Huan can feel that Mr. Longjiang is very demanding.He is a rich idler, much stronger than the second brother of Jiafu.

When it comes to laughter, the atmosphere of the feast has reached a high tide.There are many people who have a wave-shaped shape, and the beauty around them.

Looking at a rich beauty who fed the cup on the other side, Su Shishi was very happy that she chose to sit next to Jiahuan today.They both were always talking.

Suddenly, a servant came from outside and said a few words in Mr. Longjiang’s ear.Mr. Longjiang nodded, and a moment later, he saw a simple-dressed sergeant holding his head in, tall and angry.

He looked at his brother Sun Liang.The Sun Yat-sen was equally surprised.Because of the show that came in, it was the violent show they had registered in Wanping County a few days ago.

Where life does not meet.I don’t know what he was doing here?