Capital.

British Duke Zhao Shang was wearing a brocade robe and stood at the door with a smile on his face to greet the guests.

The guests who can let him go out to greet him in person will naturally have extraordinary status.

This literary gathering was nominally under the banner of celebrating the Queen's birthday, but in fact, it has become a prosperous era in the literary world. It has not been a long time since so many literati gathered together.

But at this moment, he was greeting not a literati, but an unexpected guest.

An ordinary carriage drove slowly over, which was really inconspicuous compared to the gorgeous carriages parked nearby.

The young man got out of the car, wearing a green robe, had a sense of dignity as his eyes circulated.

"Duke of England, didn't you tell you not to pick you up in person?" The young man frowned slightly when he saw Duke of England Zhao Shang for the first time.

The British Duke Zhao Shang couldn't take care of wiping away the sweat stains on his forehead. He greeted him with a smile, but his smile was quite stiff.

"This is not, I'm idle and idle..."

"I have sent everyone nearby away, no one can see it."

British Duke Zhao Shang lowered his head and spoke, occasionally glanced at the young man's face.

It's really ordinary. If he hadn't learned the truth in advance, he would never have known that this person was the current emperor Qi Xingyun.

"Relax, you are my father-in-law after all, don't be so careful, it makes people see that something is wrong. This time, I don't want to be known."

"By the way, just call me Mr. Wen Er." Qi Xingyun said lightly.

British Duke Zhao Shang was stunned for a moment, and soon he realized that the word Qi was separated and the word "Wen 2" was the two words.

"Why is Mr. Wen Er interested in visiting Wenhui?" British Duke Zhao Shang was still careful.

What kind of father-in-law can be like an ordinary family?

If you really think of yourself as the emperor's father-in-law these days, you really don't know how to write the word "death".

The British Duke Zhao Shang himself is a noble Duke. If such a relative of the foreigner is high-profile and does not know how to restrain himself, he will be impeached by the court officials until he dies.

"I haven't been out for an event for a long time, so I'll find a chance to come out and have some breathing."

Qi Xingyun waved his hand and said, "Arrang a private room for me, and then I will listen to the young people's literary meeting nearby."

"It's all arranged, you can go in at any time." British Duke Zhao Shang said with his head down.

"Get in."

Qi Xingyun glared at Zhao Shang, feeling a little dissatisfied with him so timid, but he was helpless.

It's not like he's a little respectful.

Since the British Duke Zhao Shang has this attitude, it seems too boring to stay with him, so it would be better to go to the private room to rest early.

Under the guidance of Zhao Shang, Qi Xingyun entered the box that had been arranged long ago. It was a long time away from the Wenhui location, so they could keep their words in their ears.

“Where is the cultural conference held?”

Qi Xingyun pointed at the location of the window account with his finger.

Qi Xingyun pointed to a large square. Originally, there were many equipment for physical exercise and martial arts practice. This time, they were all removed in order to hold a literary meeting.

Instead, it is a high platform and rows of seats.

There are small tables next to each seat, with fruits and sets of tea cups on it.

This time, Duke Zhao Shang of the British was fully prepared and was waiting for the talented men to sit down.

At this time, most of the talented people were coming one after another.

"Yes, it's there." British Duke Zhao Shang nodded.

"You go and greet others and let the literary meeting start soon." Qi Xingyun said lightly after sitting down.

Eunuch Wang Yun changed his clothes, disguised himself for a while, and followed Qi Xingyun.

At this time, he stood beside Qi Xingyun and signaled to British Duke Zhao Shang.

Zhao Shang accused him of guilt and retreated, and then Wang Yun also walked out.

"Eunuch Wang, which play did Your Majesty sing?" British Duke Zhao Shang said carefully.

"Don't ask too much about the emperor's affairs, don't think too much, just do as you do." Wang Yun said lightly.

This is also because the British Duke Zhao Shang is the father-in-law of the emperor and his daughter is the Queen Zhao. He also mentioned that if someone else had done this, he would not say a word.

"Okay, I get it."

The British Duke Zhao Shang left quickly. He had been in the court for so many years and had not learned much in his real skills in doing things, but he was still very experienced in human relationships and worldly affairs, and he immediately understood what Wang Yun meant.

Since the emperor wanted to see the Wenhui earlier, he would omit some of the steps and let the visitor enter the venue as soon as possible.

...

Feng Meiyu didn't come alone, he came with two brothers.

Although they were three brothers, even though they sat in the same carriage, they basically didn't speak much.

Feng Qingsu was a little better, he was deeper, and he couldn't tell from his face what he was thinking.

But Feng Yu from the third family is different.

Feng Yu was just a scholar, but it didn't prevent him from looking down on Feng Meiyu. He always felt that a child like Feng Meiyu who wanted nothing, had taken away the favor of his ancestors in the family.

Why can a fool be loved?

"That girl Ximei, have you hidden it?" Feng Yu suddenly asked with cold eyes.

"What does it have to do with me? I can't even remember who it is." Feng Meiyu opened her half-closed eyes. He was not afraid of Feng Yu, but instead retorted.

"You can't remember it? Who are you lying to? Ximei, a few years ago, you liked that girl, why didn't you remember it?" Feng Yu looked like he knew everything.

"If you don't remember, you just don't remember. If you say you have something to do with me, then you can come up with evidence." Feng Meiyu didn't like him.

"Don't be too proud. The woman I like will sooner or later, I will not be able to escape from my palm." Feng Yu said viciously.

"Okay, okay, they are all brothers. What a big deal, aren't they just maids? There are so many families, just choose another one. As for brothers fighting each other?"

"If someone is laughed at and let outsiders know that our family is in a bad mood, don't blame me for being the eldest brother for not giving face."

Feng Qingsu finally couldn't help but speak.

If they still make trouble, it would be a big trouble. Feng Qingsu didn't want his family to be the topic of conversation for others.

As the oldest in this generation, he is also the eldest son of the head of the family. If there is no accident in the future, he will inherit the Feng family's business. At this critical moment, there will be no mistakes.

Otherwise, the board will not only hit the two younger brothers, but also hit him himself.

In order to believe that he does not have the ability to be the head of the family, he cannot be with others.

"Okay, I'll give the boss a face. Let's record this matter for now. If you have time in the future, we will calculate it slowly." Feng Yu sneered.

"Are you still afraid that you will be fine? If you have anything to come to me, I'll continue." Feng Meiyu said tit-for-tat.

At this time, Feng Meiyu was not only dissatisfied with Feng Yu, but also a little dissatisfied with Feng Qingsu.
Chapter completed!