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Song Zhai.

Song Lanyi drank tea, sat in front of the window, and silently recited the meanings of the sage's scriptures. When she was tired, she opened the martial arts book given by Emperor Amaterasu and repeated it in her mind.

When I opened the window and looked out, I saw Butler Wang standing in the courtyard, making a pot of tea and dragging a group of maids and servants around.

In just a few days, Butler Wang managed the originally empty Song residence into a lively one.

Song Lanyi was studying a book called "Stepping on the Snow Without Traces" which focused on physical skills. Although no one taught it, there is a saying that the meaning of the book will be apparent after reading it a hundred times.

Song Lanyi studied and practiced it carefully over and over again, and she almost learned it.

At this moment, Butler Wang stepped into the quiet room and handed Song Lanyi an elegant invitation. On the invitation, there still seemed to be a wisp of plum fragrance that was cold and lonely in winter.

Seeing Butler Wang's hesitant look, Song Lanyi became curious. Just as she was about to put down the invitation, she saw a clear and graceful font on the cover: Luo Chen Xiao.

Luo Chenxiao...who is it?

Song Lanyi searched for relevant memories in her mind, but could never capture the corresponding information.

It just so happened that Butler Wang said at the right time, "Luo Chenxiao... is the number one in Hua Nantang..."

To put it simply, he is a Qinghuan who is famous for his talents.

In the eyes of Butler Wang, Yiyi is just a simple child.

Therefore, he had never told Song Lanyi what happened in Huanan Hall. For a moment, Butler Wang felt inexplicably shy when he mentioned this matter.

Luo Chenxiao...

Song Lanyi silently muttered this name in her heart, and finally found fragments about her in a piece of memory.

According to Zhou Xi, Luo Chenxiao is also a strange woman.

She was born into a family of officials. When she was young, she was arrogant and extravagant, had a high-profile personality, and impressed the capital with her talent, reputation, and appearance.

But later on, his family fell into decline and his parents were both bankrupt, so he had no choice but to sell himself into Huanan Hall and become a housekeeper.

Even so, her character is still as arrogant as ever. She once signed an agreement with the owner of Huanan Hall not to force her to receive guests.

But everyone in the world values ​​rare things as valuable, and the more this is true for Luo Chenxiao, the more people pursue her.

Song Lanyi looked at the handwriting on the invitation, as if she wanted to peek through the thin and proud fonts to see the character and arrogance of this generation of nobles.

Butler Wang was a little nervous, "Miss, are you going or not?"

Song Lanyi raised her head and said confidently, "This is a poetry gathering for sisters and sisters. Of course I have to go and see it. Maybe Sister Zhou will go too."

Butler Wang had a feeling that this was indeed the case, but he became increasingly worried.

The people who go to Hualou to drink are all old men who usually talk dirty and dirty words. What if their dress code is ruined?

She is still so young... Her heart is still as pure and flawless as the white snow on the top of the snow-capped mountains, and as clear and transparent as the gurgling clear stream in the mountains.

Butler Wang sighed and straightened Song Lanyi's robes, realizing that she had grown a bit more.

At the same time, he kept mumbling, "When you are outside, you should eat less wine, especially flower wine. Now that you are also an official, you can also act majestic and scare them. Yi

Yi, when you go out, you must protect yourself..."

Song Lanyi was a little helpless, "Uncle Wang, you have forgotten the fact that I can kill a ghost with one punch."

Butler Wang couldn't help but choked when he heard this.

What Song Lanyi said is true.

If Song Lanyi was really in a state of complete victory, she could make one of the few literati in the flower house cry with one punch.

He put his heart back in his stomach.

Song Lanyi's residence is on East Street, and Hua Nantang is on West Street.

In comparison, West Street is more lively and has more shops.

But East Street is relatively quiet and there are more dignitaries.

On East Street, Song Lanyi was a small fifth-rank official, so he was not surprising at all.

Song Lanyi made a silent sound and wandered towards West Street, when she saw a fierce-looking young man with slightly dark skin riding a horse past.

At the same time, he was accompanied by a violent roar.

"Yan Qingfeng! When will you pay me back the thirty-seven Taiyuan Tongbao you owe me?"

The sound of this voice was roaring and full of anger. Just looking at the face of the ferocious young man, it seemed that he had the feeling of choosing someone to devour in the next second.

Just because...thirty-seven Taiyuan Tongbao...

Song Lanyi weighed the money bag in her hand. There were at least hundreds of Taiyuan Tongbao jingling in it.

She silently hid the money bag inside.

She walked to the side of the vicious young man, stood on tiptoes, and patted him, "Brother, are you looking for Yan Qingfeng?"

He saw the dark-faced boy turning to look at Song Lanyi. Seeing that it was a little girl, he subconsciously softened his facial expression, but this only made her face look more ferocious.

He said dryly, "What do you want from me?"

Song Lanyi was also led away by his Shuobei dialect, "Nothing. I just want to tell you that Yan Qingfeng is waiting to participate in the Luo family's poetry meeting in Huanan Hall."

The black-faced boy glared and angrily cursed: "You're poking fun at my mother-in-law! This grandson has money to flatter me, but he has no money to pay me back! Straight mother-in-law, is this guy just too ambitious? He even owns my Zhang family's things."

You dare to snatch it!"

Zhang family?

Song Lanyi looked at the black-faced boy and made a conclusion in her heart.

She pretended to be surprised, "Are you from the Zhang family? Then the current queen..."

Hearing this, the black-faced boy finally smiled.

"Yes, the current Queen is my biological aunt. The current Crown Prince is my biological cousin. Our Zhang family is His Majesty's right-hand man!"

Hearing this, Song Lanyi's eyelids twitched slightly.

The Zhang family...are they really the right-hand man?

Song Lanyi was still thinking about this issue seriously, but the black-faced boy couldn't wait any longer.

He turned around and said hastily, "Are you leaving? If you don't leave, I'll leave first!"

After saying that, he whipped his horse and hurried towards West Street.

Song Lanyi did not say a word, but quietly recited poems and floated forward in the wind. For a moment, her speed was several times faster than riding a horse.

When the black-faced boy arrived in front of Huanan Hall, Song Lanyi had been waiting for a long time.

When he saw Song Lanyi, he touched his head in confusion, "What a coincidence."

Song Lanyi also looked smiling, "Mr. Zhang, let me introduce myself again. My surname is Song, my first name is Lanyi, and my courtesy name is Yuanjia."

The black-faced boy thought the name was familiar at first, but when he saw Yan Qingfeng glanced at him in the Huanan Hall, he suddenly said in surprise, "Are you the daughter of a fake daughter?"

When Song Lanyi heard this, her smile suddenly disappeared.

She said calmly, "There are some things that I haven't told Mr. Zhang yet. My Yuanjia calligraphy was given to me by His Majesty. And Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is my best friend who has experienced life and death with me in Shuobei and the South. In addition,

In addition, I also keep in touch with King Ming, Overlord, Ancestor Jinzhu and others..."

I just finished class, I’m cold and tired, it’s snowing in Hangzhou, the first snow in 2022, I wish you all a happy day~
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