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Chapter 7087 Count Slowly

Beijing.

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

The guests who can be greeted by him in person have a natural status and status.

This literary meeting was nominally under the banner of celebrating the queen's birthday, but in fact, it became a flourishing event in the literary world. It had been a long time since so many literati gathered together.

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

An ordinary carriage came slowly, compared with those gorgeous carriages parked nearby, it was really inconspicuous.

The young man who got out of the car was wearing a green robe, and there was a sense of dignity between his eyes.

"British lord, didn't I tell you not to pick him up in person?" The young man frowned slightly when he saw British lord Zhao Shang.

British Lord Zhao Shang didn't care to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, he greeted him with a smile, but the smile was a little stiff.

"It's not, I'm idle and I'm idle..."

"I've sent everyone in the vicinity away, and no one saw it."

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

It was really unremarkable, if he hadn't known the truth in advance, he would never have known that this person was actually the current Emperor Qi Xingyun.

"Relax, you are my father-in-law after all, don't be so careful, people will see something 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, but soon he realized that the word Qi was divided into two characters "Wen Er".

"Why does Mr. Wen Er have the pleasure to come to the Wenhui?" British Gong Zhao Shang still accompanied him cautiously.

What are you talking about, can your father-in-law be the same as ordinary people?

These days, if you really think of yourself as the emperor's father-in-law, you really don't know how to write dead.

The British Duke Zhao Shang himself is the Duke of Xungui. If such a foreign relative is high-profile and unrestrained, he will be impeached by the courtiers to death.

"I haven't come out for activities for a long time, find a chance to come out and get some air."

Qi Xingyun waved his hand and said, "You arrange a box for me nearby, and then I will listen to the young people's literature meeting nearby."

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

"go in."

Qi Xingyun glared at Zhao Shang, quite dissatisfied with his submissiveness, but there was nothing he could do.

It can't be said that it is wrong for him to be respectful.

Since the British Lord Zhao Shang has this attitude, staying with him seems too boring, so it is better to go to the box to rest earlier.

Under Zhao Shang's guidance, Qi Xingyun entered the already arranged box, which was a long way from the venue of the Wenhui, so he could listen to what they had to say.

"Where is the literary meeting held?"

Qi Xingyun pointed to the location of the window.

The location Qi Xingyun pointed to was a large square. Originally, there were a lot of equipment for exercising and practicing martial arts, but this time, all of them were removed for the cultural meeting.

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

There is a small table next to each seat, with melons and fruits and a set of teacups on it.

This time the British Duke Zhao Shang was well prepared, and he was just waiting to let those talented scholars take their seats.

At this time, most of the talents are coming one after another.

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

"You go greet the others, and let the literary meeting begin earlier." Qi Xingyun said calmly after taking his seat.

Eunuch Wang Yun changed his clothes, dressed up in disguise, and followed behind Qi Xingyun.

At this time, he stood beside Qi Xingyun and gestured towards the British Duke Zhao Shang.

After Zhao Shang made a confession, he backed out, followed by Wang Yun.

"Wang Gonggong, which play is this Your Majesty singing?" British Duke Zhao Shang asked cautiously.

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

This is also due to the fact that British Duke Zhao Shang is the head of the emperor and his daughter is Queen Zhao. He also mentioned that if it was someone else, he would not say a word more.

"Okay, I see."

British Duke Zhao Shang left quickly. He had been in court for so many years, and he hadn't learned much about his real skills, but he was still very sophisticated in dealing with the world, so he immediately understood what Wang Yun meant.

Since the emperor wanted to see the Wenhui earlier, he omitted some of the steps and asked the visitors to enter the venue quickly.

……

Feng Meiyu did not come alone, he came with two brothers.

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

Feng Qingsu was better, he was more serious, and he couldn't see what he was thinking from his face.

But Feng Yu from the third family is different.

Feng Yu is just a scholar, but it doesn't prevent him from looking down on Feng Meiyu. He always feels that a child like Feng Meiyu who wants nothing but nothing has robbed his family's ancestors of his favor.

Why can a straw bag be favored?

"That girl Ximei, did you hide it?" Feng Yu suddenly asked coldly.

"What's none of my business? A girl, I can't even remember who it is." Feng Meiyu opened her half-closed eyes. He was not afraid of Feng Yu, and instead sneered.

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

"If you don't remember, you just don't remember. If you say it has something to do with me, then you can show evidence." Feng Meiyu is not used to him.

"Don't be too complacent, the woman I fancy will not escape my grasp sooner or later." Feng Yu said viciously.

"Okay, okay, they're all brothers, what's the big deal, aren't they just a maid? There are many in the family, so just choose another one. As for brothers fighting?"

"If someone sees it as a joke, let outsiders know that there is disharmony in our house, and don't blame me for being a big brother for not giving face."

Feng Qingsu finally couldn't help but speak.

If they continue to make trouble, it will be a big trouble. Feng Qingsu doesn't want his family to become someone else's talking point.

As the oldest one of this generation, he is still the eldest son of the head of the family. If there are no accidents in the future, he will inherit the Feng family's family business. At this juncture, no mistakes can be made.

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

The elders think that he does not have the ability to be the head of the family and cannot be with others.

"Okay, I'll give the boss some face. I'll write this down for now. We'll figure it out later when we have time." Feng Yu sneered.

"Afraid you won't succeed? If something comes at me, I'll follow." Feng Meiyu confronted her.

At this time, Feng Meiyu was not only dissatisfied with Feng Yu, but also somewhat dissatisfied with Feng Qingsu.

(End of this chapter)