Chapter 155

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The carriage stopped beside the hall, and several eunuchs helped it up. Chen Mo and his sister got out of the carriage and saw their father and second brother get out of the carriage, and then the bodyguard dressed in bright red robes and embroidered with black bird brocade welcomed them respectfully.

These red robed bodyguards have men and women, men's faces are like crowns, plump and handsome, women's eyebrows, pink faces and lips, and gorgeous things. From the look and expression, the breath on the body has passed the small thunder robbery. These bodyguards behave solemnly and are neither humble nor arrogant in the face of the important ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, which fully shows the Royal etiquette. Needless to say, these are the rosefinch guards.

Rosefinch guards are responsible for etiquette, bodyguards, general state banquets and important banquets. They usually protect them in the palace as princes and princesses.

There is a sense of grandeur in the hall. The glazed floor tiles are resplendent. There are civil and military officials, cabinet ministers in Chang'an, and even many princes and princesses among them. According to their status, there are strict grades.

The surrounding musical instruments chimes, played by musicians, sent out wonderful music. The crane shaped incense burners arranged in a row emitted strange fragrance, curled smoke, and changed faintly, which was very wonderful.

As the singer 'Chang'an Jun arrived', the lively venue was immediately silent, and hundreds of pairs of eyes glanced at them. They got up and bowed. The scene was not spectacular.

Shuangjun is flush with the emperor and is at the top.

Chen ZhangTian strode into his position and sat down, and the waitresses poured wine one after another.

Later, other gate lords in Chang'an, the capital of aristocratic families, came to toast. Chen Mo is now the most popular person in Chang'an. He returned to Chang'an a few days ago and has disturbed Chang'an to the earth, which makes people dumbfounded. In particular, the bet with the crown prince on respecting teachers is simply shocking everyone's chin.

Dare to challenge Yanyu princess, which is also worthy of being the son of Chang'an Jun.

"Jiangnan Jun arrived!"

Another song came from outside.

Before the banquet, there was another silence. I saw a man walking into the banquet. He was wearing a purple golden crown, his hair was drooping, his eyes were like stars, his face was like a crown of jade, his skin was white, his body was slender, his temperament was extremely elegant, and he had an unspeakable handsome demeanor. At first glance, I just feel that this person is gentle and gentle, and gentle, like a scholar with literary talent and introverted, but who would have thought that such a scholar is impressively Jiangnan Junjiang ruxiu, the second of the two monarchs of the great king Dynasty.

People are as elegant and beautiful as their names.

There are also some family members beside Jiangnan Jun, among which a graceful girl is particularly eye-catching. After she entered the hall, she immediately made everyone's eyes unable to move away.

The girl completely inherited the elegant demeanor of Jiangnan Jun, and was quiet, like a white lily, not stained with dust.

This should be Jiang Yanyu, the genius girl with the greatest reputation of the Dazhong Dynasty now.

Chen Mo's eyes drooped and speculated.

Jiang Yanyu also saw Chen mo. the girl was not curious about the man who kept pace with her and even caught up with her. She glanced indifferently.

As usual, except for the Chang'an monarch, those at the lower level of the official rank bowed down one after another.

Jiang ruxiu smiled back and finally came to the table of Chang'an Jun Chen ZhangTian.

"Uncle Jiang."

Chen Mo got up and hugged.

"Nephew Chen Mo hasn't seen him for a long time." Jiang ruxiu said with a smile. "Uncle Jiang was surprised by what happened to you recently."

"Rumors are always exaggerated." Chen Mo politely said.

"You said my sister hid her age and participated in the Shenwu lift, didn't you?" A brother of the Jiang family spoke and questioned.

"Yanyu's sister is talented, so it's inevitable that people won't think so. If her sister has a grudge, I'll apologize for this glass of wine." Chen Mo also generously raised the crystal cup and smiled at Jiang Yanyu. There was no hostility at all, just like a brother to a sister.

"Such a trivial matter is not worth punishing yourself." Jiang Yanyu's smile is a little cunning. "It's the bet between his highness Chen Mo and the prince that makes Yanyu a little flattered."

Hearing about gambling, everyone pricked up their ears to hear gossip.

Chen Mo shrugged: "even if Shenwu lifts me to the top, Tanhua, Yanyu sister will not believe it."

"It's true that a big husband should have great ambitions." Jiang Yanyu praised. "If your highness Chen Mo is really modest, Yanyu really looks down on you, but this time, Yanyu will go all out and won't show any mercy."

"That's the best."

A few words, surging hidden.

Jiangnan Jun sat at the next table, and Jiang Yanyu had a harmonious attitude of spring breeze.

"Little brother, I heard that Jiang Yanyu and constant temperature have a good relationship recently. You have to worry about her staying behind." Chen Luan asked softly. "Jiang Yanyu didn't show strength in the conference test and easily won the first prize, but her Yanyu sword technique is said to have been practiced with constant temperature and has reached the realm of amazing skills."

Chen Mo nodded and looked at Jiang Yanyu again.

The girl is very calm, her behavior is calm, and she can't see the depth and cultivation, but from her body, Chen Mo faintly smells a familiar taste, which is very like the feeling of practicing Xingli.

"Yanyu's sister is very gentle, and countless people in Wangcheng love her." Chen Lin sighed beside, and his eyes looking at Jiang Yanyu were also secretly admiring. "It's a pity that Yanyu's younger sister is so talented that no one in the heavy imperial court can match her." Chen Lin patted Chen Mo on the shoulder and said earnestly, "brother Mo, you have to cheer up. I think you are the only one in this dynasty."

"What are you talking about?" Chen Luan pinched Chen mo.

Chen Mo's painful grin is very innocent. What did you pinch me for.

Chen Lin laughed: "I heard that Jiang Nanjun is extremely elegant and disdains national politics, so he won your Majesty's confidence. If our two families marry, then there is no need to worry about the royal family."

"If we fall out with the royal family, Jiangnan Jun will stand on the Royal side and be the enemy of Yanyu's sister. He can't bear it."

"Do you mean to betray your little brother's happiness?"

"Yanyu's sister is also the first beauty in this dynasty. How can I lose money?"

"Hum, don't listen to him, little brother. I think Jiang Yanyu city is very deep. You should be careful."

"Oh, Luan sister, you can't be jealous of the fourth brother."

"Seek death."

Chen Mo was speechless, listening to the nonsense of the second brother and the third sister. The second brother's character has always been dissolute, flirtatious and outspoken, while the third sister was just decent and didn't like these. In order to take care of him, they always quarreled together when they were young.

Chen Mo couldn't help smiling dumbly, feeling like an hour now.

After a while, the court singer said again, "the first Cixu master of Wanshou Temple arrived."

The third time, the banquet hall immediately became silent.

Several monks walked in from the door. These monks were dressed in golden cassocks and holding Dharma sticks. The auspicious light floated. They were sacred and solemn. As soon as they entered the hall, the flashy banquet hall was like being washed away. Everyone, even shuangjun, was extremely solemn.

These monks are the top Zen masters of Wanshou temple. Master Cixu, who is headed by him, is the first monk of Wanshou, and his status is equal to that of shuangjun.

Zen is the school of Reagan of the great Chong Dynasty. Wanshou temple is the first Zen of the great Chong Dynasty, that is, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty and the emperor of the Tang Dynasty should be devout and angry when they see eminent monks.

"The first seat of the Zen family unexpectedly also came." This is beyond Chen Mo's surprise. The first Wanshou temple has a high status and is meditating. It rarely attends worldly affairs. It seems that Wanshou temple also attaches great importance this time.

"Little brother, you don't know. After your Han Shan picked up the question and made it, I heard that master Cixu was shocked." Chen Luan whispered.

"Is that so powerful?" Chen Mo was startled, which startled the longevity first seat.

"Of course, if a Zen family can leave a 'Zen language' it can be regarded as a great Zen master. For so many years, there are few words like yours that can move people's hearts." Chen Luan's eyes suddenly filled with love, and he didn't know how much pain his little brother had suffered over the years.

How can the world treat me by slandering, bullying, insulting, laughing at, belittling, degrading, hating, and lying to me?

Just endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, endure him, respect him, ignore him, and wait a few more years to see him.

Every word is moving.

When this sentence of Han Shan Shi De's question shocked Chang'an, everyone was only amazed and impressed, but Chen Luan was very distressed. From this sentence, Chen Mo's hardships were tasted.

No matter what happened to Chen Mo, Chen Luan didn't want to ask. The moment he returned to Chang'an, Chen Luan secretly vowed to protect his little brother from any suffering.

"In fact, this is what I got in my dream, not what I said. I also had a good time in Qinglong Town." Chen Mo explained.

Chen Luan smiled, noncommittal.

"It's from a dream again. By the way, murdie, do you remember the back of your poem? God, my heart is itching." Chen Lin thought of it. "Tell the second brother and let the second brother listen."

"Is the second brother helping Yu Youwei inquire?"

"Can't the second brother show off in front of Yu Youwei?" Chen Lin looked frustrated. Last time he finally entered Yu Youwei's Xuanji courtyard and sat down for a day. Yu Youwei was always asking about Chen Mo, and he really wanted to know how old he was when he wet his bed.

Yu Youwei also wants to know the following poems of Chen mo.

"Don't make trouble. Master Cixu is here this time. Chen Mo, please prepare for this banquet." Chen ZhangTian interrupted his brother's conversation.

"Ready?" Chen Mo winked.

Chen ZhangTian didn't speak, just looked at Jiang Nanjun.

Soon, everyone almost arrived.

"The holy Master arrived!!"

With the loud singing, a man wearing a Dragon Robe and a dragon crown came in from the side door, surrounded by princes and princesses behind him.

"Join your majesty, your majesty will live forever!"

Everyone present, except shuangjun and the first seat of Wanshou temple, knelt down to worship. Compared with shuangjun's admission, the momentum was several levels higher.

"All of you are flat. There is no need for red tape for this banquet in front of the temple." The emperor of the Tang Dynasty sat on the throne of the dragon. He was really dignified and imposing like a tiger.

"Chang'an mansion, Jiangnan mansion, master Cixu, please also sit down." Tang Mingshi smiled.

Everyone took their seats together.

Tang Mingshi waved his hand and saw a young girl Yingying walking into the hall. It was Yu Youwei.