Man and wife counterattack

You Xuan smiled, "Most of the people who come to Nangong Mansion today are literati, scholars, scholars...there are so many masters, but the poems written by your Excellency are nonsense, why do you have the nerve to come here and ask others? Everyone give you a question." It’s all about saving face, do you really think that you are a Wenqu star descending to earth?"

The scholar's face was blue and white.

Mu Jue looked at him indifferently, and added a kick: "The poetry fair in Nangong Mansion this year is not as lively as in previous years, maybe we invited you to make up the numbers."

The scholar couldn't bear it, and flung his sleeves away.

After a meeting, Nangongxia appeared, discussed with several scholars, and then came to invite Mu Jue in person, "Doushi later, you can join me."

Mu Jue said politely, "Yes, teacher."

Nangongxia glanced at Youxuan, then at Mu Jue reproachfully, and then turned away, "Youxuan is here too, let's sit down first, Nangongfu is small, everyone is busy with their own work, can you wait for this occasion?" I'm used to it, I'm sorry for the poor hospitality."

You Xuan noticed that there was something in his words, smiled, and his attitude was not warm, "Mr. Nangong, there are many friends I know here today. I haven't seen them for a long time. I just wanted to say hello to them. I almost forgot to say hello to Mr. Nangong."

He is a businessman, and nine out of ten of the friends he knows are also businessmen, so what he said is that although it is a poetry meeting today, although he is not used to it, there are also many businessmen here, and he basically knows each other. .

Nangongxia wanted to be superior, wanted to belittle him overtly and secretly?

Then simply don't invite the wealthy businessmen in the town to support the scene.

Nangongxia couldn't help but call Mu Jue directly, and then returned the same way.

Mu Jue nodded, and then said to You Xuan, "I'll be back soon."

After You Xuan watched Mu Jue walk a few steps, he saw the master of the Chen family and the young master of the Chen family chatting with shopkeeper Hao not far away, and walked over to say hello.

Shopkeeper Hao was very interested in the recent cloaks, and said verbally that he would order [-] cloaks from You Xuan, and said, "Can the delivery be delivered within half a month?"

You Xuan roughly calculated, "Of course."

Master Chen also joined in with a smile, "Then I'll join in the fun and order thirty cloaks too. Mr. You, do you still have so many cloaks in your warehouse?"

He didn't plan to do the cloak business, the Chen family wasn't suitable, so these thirty cloaks were prepared for the female family members of the Chen family.

You Xuan said with a smile, "Naturally. Someone will send it to Chen's house tomorrow morning."

After another incense stick of time passed, the poem fighting on the literati side was almost over, and the butler of the Nangong Mansion came over and said that the dinner was ready, food and wine, singers and dancers were also arranged, so In the next room, please move.

Everyone walked to the next room one after another. In a very large and spacious room, there was a small square stage in the middle. Several layers of red silk were spread on the stage, and some freshly picked plum petals were sprinkled on it. They came in At the time, I saw the two dancers half-kneeling on the plum petals, and their shoulders were also covered with plum petals.

The singer is wearing a plain white skirt with the simplest wooden hairpin pinned to her body. The cloak draped over her body is embroidered with a white swan with outspread wings. The swan's feet are embroidered with bright red plum petals. It is lifelike, unique, white, strange and fresh.

She plays the pipa and sings softly.

Vulgar and beautiful.

You Xuanduo took a look at the cloak, it was the cloak sold on the east street of the city the day before yesterday, and he recognized it.

After watching for a while, You Xuan retracted his gaze. He was going to sit with Mu Jue. After all, they came together, but halfway there, he was stopped by the butler of Nangong Mansion. The seat is different from yours, next to you are Xia Juren, our master, and several scholars, you—" He pointed in a direction, "Your seat is over there."

The seat of the rich merchants, next to it, is a relatively corner seat.

You Xuan raised his eyebrows, suppressed the resentment in his heart, saw He Zhuang waving at him, and pointed to the wine on his own table, then walked towards He Zhuang.And He Zhuang's seat is in the middle - after all, He's makeup shop is somewhat famous in Wutong Town.

But he was still stopped by Nangong Butler, his tone became more blunt and a little unhappy, "You went wrong, your place is over there."

You Xuanqian twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled speechlessly, and just said, "Then you go and call He Zhuang over."

Butler Nangong hesitated to speak, "Okay."

You Xuan went to sit in his seat for a while, but the guy from He Zhuang didn't come over, he just kept beckoning You Xuan to come over.

And Mu Jue also seemed to sense something was wrong, while talking to several Juren teachers around him, he looked around looking for You Xuan.

You Xuan has already gone out to breathe.

On the porch outside, there were only two or three young men standing.

You Xuan stretched his waist, stood for a while, and was about to go back, but saw a group of women walking around the corner in front, about five or six, and the leading woman was Mrs. Nangong who had just met a few days ago.

As for the other women, it seemed that they were coming to Nangong Mansion for the first time, and their expressions were slightly nervous.

Butler Nangong came out in a hurry. When he saw Mrs. Nangong, he was fine. After seeing the women following Mrs. Nangong, his face turned ugly for a moment, and he stepped forward to stop him embarrassedly, "Ma'am, Ma'am, can the master invite you today?" In Shaowutong Town, there are prominent figures who come to drink with poetry, you, you can't mess around at this time."

Mrs. Nangong said indifferently, "All the deeds of sale for the servants in Nangong Mansion are in my hands, including you, the housekeeper."

Butler Nangong could only make way.

Mrs. Nangong walked in with the five women who followed her in an open and aboveboard manner.

As soon as You Xuan came out, he followed him back, quietly returned to his seat and sat down.

He always felt that with Mrs. Nangong's current situation today, it is estimated that this year's poetry meeting in Nangong Mansion will be the last poetry meeting held by Nangongxia in this life.

It's fun to watch.

Sure enough, Nangong Xia, who was chatting with Xia Juren on the article, saw Mrs. Nangong including the five women, her face darkened, and she subconsciously went to find Nangong Butler. When she couldn't find it, she immediately walked over and asked: "Ma'am, what did you bring them here for?"

Mrs. Nangong smiled softly, "Didn't you ask me to come here? I just thought that there were a lot fewer people in the poetry meeting this year, so I decided to invite more people to join in the fun. Why is the master not happy? It's the outer room you kept outside the mansion, why don't you recognize them?"

Nangongxia's face turned purple, and she was angry and anxious, and called the servants to come over and drive the women away, "It's such a big occasion today, why, how can you ask a group of outsiders to come over to make trouble, madam, what petty temper do you have? Can't we talk about it later?"

The servant is just about to come.

Mrs. Nangong glanced at them, "Go down."

The servants stop.

Mrs. Nangong went to the chair just now in Nangongxia and sat down, smiled at the stunned literati beside her, picked up the wine pot and poured a glass, and said: "Everyone, continue to drink, Nangongxia I like to be lively, I think of the lively show he played for me a few days ago, and today I want to reciprocate and give him a good show to make him happy."

Nangongxia was furious, "Ma'am, you are... too embarrassing! The face of Nangong Mansion...how can you..."

Mrs. Nangong said unhurriedly, "I have raised your daughter for you and Ruoxian for 20 years. Nangong is sunny, and the sky is thunderbolt... This drama really scared me to death."

Nangongxia's words were choked in her throat.

Mrs. Nangong raised her eyes, her voice was gentle, but her tone was full of hatred and ruthlessness, "Sit down. They are all your ecclesiastical chambers, and they have children outside for you. You couldn't give them titles before. Now I will decide for them, so that they can all serve you a glass of wine here."

Nangongxia's mouth moved, looking embarrassed.

Everyone was also silent, thoughtful, secretly joked, shook their heads and sneered.

Everyone has their own opinions.

The women rushed forward.

Mrs. Nangong said softly, "What's the point of writing poetry for fun? People who don't want to lose their face do all they can to do obscene and despicable things. People do the same things as others do."

Nangongxia was forced to sit down where she was, surrounded by women and his outer room.

The women made him drink and improvise poems.

Nangongxia showed fear, looking at the women, it was a romantic affair when it was hidden in the golden house, but it was a scandal in the public, it was a bastard affair of gentleness and sweeping the floor.

Xia Juren dropped his wine glass angrily, not knowing who he was scolding, "Making trouble for no reason! Absurd and short-sighted!"

Mrs. Nangong said indifferently, "Other people's illegitimate daughter has been raised under my knees for 20 years, and my own daughter died young. I can't see a single face. I didn't know the truth until 20 years later. Why didn't I see Xia Ju's artificial daughter?" Should I speak up to uphold justice?"

Xia Juren was taken aback.

Afterwards, Xia Juren stood up abruptly, walked to the desk behind, randomly grabbed the articles and poems he had just written, seven or eight sheets of paper, regardless of whether the ink was dry or not, grabbed them all in his hands, crumpled them up, and Did not go back.

Seeing this, the few scholars who came with Xia Juren also got up quickly, and imitated the example to get what they had just written, but they were reluctant to rub it. They held it carefully and walked away together.

It doesn't matter whether Xia Juren leaves or not, anyway, after Mrs. Nangong made such a fuss, no one has the nerve to stay any longer.

The Chen family also left, and Mu Jue had walked to You Xuan's side at some point.

Rich merchants left one after another.

When the literati left, they all took the poems they improvised today.

When You Xuan and Mu Jue walked outside Nangong Mansion, Nangong Qingqing happened to come outside Nangong Mansion. She took two maids with her, and looked at the scene hesitantly. I understand, why did Shihui end so soon this year?

Someone recognized her, but no one spoke to her.

The carriages left quickly.

Nangong Qingqing was very puzzled, she waited for a while, finally summoned up her courage, walked quickly to the carriage of Mu Mansion, and asked, "Mu Jue, what happened to Nangong Mansion?"