Everything is ready, and the rest is their business. Luo Mingguang turned around and walked towards the back door before walking to the door. Hearing Fan Ju raises his voice, he was surprised: "Han Caibai? Is Caibailang, who is known as the "Dunwu Qianli Ju, Wendang Caibailang"?"

When she touched the door and held the hand, she heard the scholar's tone in a gentle tone, saying, "The world is so sad."

When you step into the yard, you can still hear Fan Ju laughing: "Today I will meet the famous Caibailang, Fan is very honored..."

When they returned to the kitchen, Mu Yun had already called Zhao Yan down, and the two of them were waiting for food. Luo Mingguang asked the two while putting the pot on the stove: "Dunwu Qianliju, what does Wendang Caibolang mean?"

Mu Yun just squeezed a piece of sweet potato and stuffed it into his mouth. He was stunned when he heard this: "Who did you hear?"

"Just just now, Leader Fan said what the scholar was from "Caibolang".

"Ah? That guy is Han Caibai?" Mu Yun raised his eyebrows, then stuffed the sweet potato into his mouth and bite it.

Zhao Yan came and went to the stove and said lightly: "Caibolang refers to Han Caibo, the legitimate son of the Han family, a prominent clan in the southern region, and Qianlijia refers to Chen Qianli, the eldest son of Hailing Hou."

Mu Yun sneered: "Qianliju, hey!"

Luo Mingguang heard the sarcasm in his words, and was busy with his hands, asking: "What? Hun Weisheng?"

Mu Yun looked for something that could be eaten, and said carelessly: "Chen Qianli is Concubine Chen's nephew, and Concubine Chen is the most favored in the palace..."

"Oh----" Luo Mingguang understood in seconds, and roughly knew that this Qianliju must have some talent, but as for how much talent is, he may be exaggerated to ten points.

"The person who praised Qianliju's words was to please the imperial concubine? Then what is the comparison between Caibailang and Qianliju, which is also a famous talisman?"

Mu Yun looked at the thick white fish soup in the pot and hurriedly put the thinly cut mutton into the pot, saying, "The Han family has been a century-old clan and has stood firm in troubled times. He has indeed some skills. Two prime ministers and five officials have appeared in the family. Now the Minister of Rites Han Ji is Han Caibai's uncle, and there are more than a dozen juren. I don't remember how many others have fame and fortune. Han Caibai is the best among the younger generation. He has three yuan in small and medium-sized sensation at the age of thirteen, but he has some real skills."

Luo Mingguang handed the prepared dipping sauce to the two of them. Mu Yun didn't care about explaining, so he picked up a piece of mutton and put it in the dipping sauce bowl.

Zhao Yan glanced at her and couldn't help asking, "Does Xiao Sanyuan understand?"

Luo Mingguang: "Give me the dipping sauce, don't eat it!"

Although she really has little understanding of Xiao Sanyuan, isn’t it too bad to joke about people so clearly? It’s the most annoying thing to just step on people and hurt their feet!

Zhao Yan raised the dipping sauce in his hand high, and Luo Mingguang stood on tiptoe for two seconds and failed. He just waited to give up with a look in disappointment.

Mu Yun was happy to eat while watching the fun. He put a piece of mutton in her bowl and smiled and said, "Girl, come on, eat more meat to grow taller."

There is no such final blow! These two people are really enough!

"Actually, such a family should know how to keep a low profile. How could Han Caibai be praised so highly?" Luo Mingguang quickly changed the subject and could not be led by these two people.

Mu Yun swallowed the flesh in his mouth, and gave Luo Mingguang a thumb with one hand, saying, "My sister is smart! The Han family naturally would not be so stupid. The stupid one is Chang Hai, the doctor of the Ministry of Rites. 'Dunwu Qianliju, Wendang Caibailang', which is what Chang Hai said. It is rare that he has turned out such a sentence at home, thinking that he has pleased Concubine Chen and flattered his superior Shangshu..."

Mu Yun stuffed a bite of mutton into his mouth. The delicious taste made him squint his eyes and he no longer had to worry about speaking.

"What's the result?" Luo Mingguang asked.

Zhao Yan lowered his eyes and raised the mutton in the pot, and took over the conversation: "I'll eat myself when I go home."

Luo Mingguang laughed "Pu" and said, "Shangshu Han is probably very annoyed. With such a reputation, even if Cai Bailang passes the second place in the Chunxian exam, he will probably be famous for being unparalleled."

"Yes, how many people are waiting for the Han family to produce a top scholar who won six yuan in a row!"

After the three of them finished their meal, the lobby was still in full swing. Everyone was having fun. Seeing them, Fan Ju stood up and greeted: "You three are ready to eat now? How about you come again?"

When he saw someone, he said, "I'm really happy to eat this pot today. It's all thanks to Miss Luo. I thanked Miss Luo on behalf of my brothers."

Luo Mingguang avoided his gift and smiled and said, "Where did Brother Fan say? The dishes were bought by several brothers, and the bottom of the pot was made by Zhao and Han. I just moved my mouth. If you really want to thank you, you have to thank everyone in advance. Otherwise, thank me Brother Yun. The silver was made by Brother Yun. Brother Yun appreciates the hard work you have traveled a long way. It is a matter of proper way to invite everyone to have a good meal."

Zhao Yan was impatient with social engagements and went upstairs where Fan Ju spoke. Mu Yun's eyes flashed when he heard this, but he didn't say anything. But Fan Ju really thanked Mu Yun solemnly again, and the guards bowed to thank him one after another.

Mu Yun called out: "No thanks, no thanks. Today, brothers let go of their stomachs and eat them. If there is not enough food, go buy them again!"

He simply took out another ingot of broken silver and threw it to Fan Ju, saying, "It's better to have some wine in this weather. I'll invite this wine together today."

"Okay!" Fan Ju responded and gave the silver to the guards beside him and asked him to drink wine.

I don’t know how long it took to eat this meal, but Luo Mingguang looked for Zhao Yan to learn calligraphy upstairs, so he was naturally not sure.

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When it was already ugly, the rain kept knocking on the windows. The sound continued to last, and people were used to it. Unless the person who was upset and fell asleep could not affect his sleep.

A wall lamp was lit in Zhao Yan's room, covered with thick lantern paper, making the light in the room soft and dim, but he had already fallen asleep.

Lighting a dim light while sleeping was a habit that Zhao Yan developed since childhood. When his mother was gone and his father had to avoid guarding the border, the light of the bright light became his source of safety.

At this time, he was sleeping soundly and suddenly opened his eyes. His sleep has always been shallow, and he would wake up if he had some movement.

A dull sound came from his door, as if someone was gently pushing the door outside, and the movement of the door and the door bolt rubbing.

He lifted the quilt and got up, pulled his shoes on, and handed the horizontal knife hanging from the wall in his hand, slowly approaching the door.

The knife was quietly pulled out of the scabbard, and then slowly placed the scabbard to the ground, and suddenly pulled the door and lifted the knife over the top.

The man outside the door hurriedly screamed: "Criminal, it's me!"

Zhao Yan's knife stopped above Fan Ju's head, his eyes were clear on him for a moment, and his head was in, "Come in!"

Fan Ju looked around and made sure no one saw it before she entered the door. Zhao Yan closed the door with his backhand, picked up the scabbard on the ground and inserted it back into the horizontal knife.
Chapter completed!