The friend who accompanied He Yi was named Zhu Qiushi.
He was famous in history.
He was a famous painter, poet, and lyricist.
His life was free and happy, and he was admired by the world.
He Yi was shocked for a while after hearing his name, which surprised Zhu Qiushi.
In the subsequent interactions, He Yi also gained a certain understanding of this guy's nature.
Although he is still young and his personality is still somewhat different from what is recorded in history, many similarities can still be seen.
However, today he would show such a stupid look, which was really beyond his expectation.
Could it be that the historical records were wrong?
This guy not only likes women, but also men.
While He Yi was thinking wildly, Zhu Qiushi finally calmed down his awkward expression.
The reason why He Yi asked him to be a matchmaker was not only because of their good friendship, but also because of his extraordinary family background, so he said directly: "This time Come to visit me.
Your Majesty knows the purpose of my visit."
He looked at Chang Li eagerly, with some anxiety hidden deep in his eyes.
It wasn't that he didn't believe his friend's words, it was just that this matter was too shocking.
The dignified Jiangning Fang family would be pampered by thousands of people.
It was the Fang family who took the initiative to marry the eldest daughter of his direct lineage to him, a small member of the family's run-down family.
You know, the plaque of the scholarly family is still hanging brightly on the Fang family's ancestral hall, and no one can bully the Fang family at will.
Hearing this, Chang Li just put down the tea cup casually, and then responded lightly.
Seeing his reaction, Zhu Qiushi suddenly became even more embarrassed.
He Yi on the side also had doubts in his heart.
This was completely different from what Xiu Niang said that his brother had agreed to the marriage.
But after all, this matter was too special, so I could only suppress the eagerness in my heart and wait and see how the person above would act.
But Chang Li did not continue to speak.
He looked at the two people below him at leisure, as if he were looking at two monkeys scratching their heads and ears.
Naturally, the content in his cup is not tea, but plain water.
If he doesn't like it, he just doesn't like it.
He is too lazy to change his preference for some special reasons.
On weekdays, what he drinks is pure plain water, not pure white water.
The same goes for tea, even when entertaining guests.
Of course, if the guest was of high status, he would try to save face, but it was of no use to the two people in front of him.
When Mr.
Fang Ge was still alive, he had taught him a lesson for this problem, but in the end he was defeated by his stubbornness.
What Mr.
Fang Ge thought was, that's it, no one is perfect, and there is such a person.
Disadvantages are actually good things.
These words of psychological comfort actually succeeded in hypnotizing Mr.
Fang Ge.
In the end, he was quite laissez-faire about Chang Li's behavior, and the old servants who had watched Chang Li grow up were even more indifferent.
The teacup fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and debris splashed out, making Chang Li's expression lighten.
At this time, a panicked voice came: "My maid is guilty, I hope you will forgive me."
It turned out that the maid accidentally knocked over the tea cup when she was refilling it, and poured the tea on He Yi. , making half of He Yi's sleeves wet.
The thin body of the maid kneeling on the ground was trembling faintly, and she looked particularly shivering, not only because of the mistake she made when entertaining the guests, but also because of the gaze of the master of the family coming from behind.
Fortunately, the tea he refilled was not hot, so He Yi was not injured.
Looking at the maid who acted unexpectedly, he noticed something strange in his heart, but he still covered it up.
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He was about to say it was okay and let the maid get up when he heard a cold voice coming from behind: "If you act recklessly and neglect your guests, you will receive the punishment yourself."
He looked at the steward who appeared quietly in the hall and said to him: "Take these two people down together."
Although Chang Li didn't clearly point out who it was, the manager immediately understood what he meant and took the maid standing on the other side of the hall down with him.
The maid was so filled with fear that she could hardly suppress it.
She had just planned to follow the young lady's order and take Mr.
He to a small courtyard at the junction of the inner and outer courtyards to change clothes.
After dealing with one more maid in the midst of the lightning, He Yi seemed to understand something.
He looked at the person above him and took a deep breath without any trace.
This trip seemed to be particularly unsatisfactory.
Zhu Qiushi beside him looked at this scene in confusion, and planned to plead for mercy for the two maids who were beaten down, but at this time, he saw Chang Li nodded to them: "You have neglected the guests, yes.
Your hospitality was poor.”
Seeing the perfunctory apology on the man's face, He Yizheng was about to say it was okay when he heard the man continue: "Fang Da, you can take Mr.
He down to change clothes."
Chang Li gave an order, and immediately another middle-aged man with a lean face led He Yi to the guest room to change clothes.
Looking at the man in a short shirt, He Yi couldn't help but feel suffocated.
After He Yi left, Zhu Qiushi, who was sitting in the hall, felt even more embarrassed, but he immediately remembered the great reputation of the man in front of him, and after a few test sentences, he began to ask Chang Li some questions.
Things in poetry.
At first, he wanted to test whether this person was as smart and enlightened as the legend said, or whether his talent was still there.
However, after chatting with Chang Li for a while, he gradually put aside this idea.
As expected, Master Chunhui made him a person of extreme wisdom and agility.
This kind of knowledge is worthy of heavenly beings.
Whether it was poetry, music, calligraphy and painting, or astrology and geography, he answered them all fluently.
He even knew all the anecdotes.
What's more, some of the concepts that the other party accidentally mentioned gave him a sense of enlightenment.
This gave He Yi a feeling of looking up at a high mountain.
Although he knew that the person in front of him didn't care much when he was talking to him, it was precisely because of this that he admired the person in front of him even more.
He himself was called a prodigy in Wuzhong, but he didn't expect that not long after he went out to travel, he met someone even more prodigious than him.
His interest in talking suddenly increased, and he wished he could talk to Changli for three days and three nights, but Changli was a little uninterested.
They were talking about relatively simple things, and he had seen these things too many times. , I can no longer get excited.
Of course, if this kid hadn't played the role of matchmaker, he would have been willing to expand the topic to a deeper level.
Anyway, he was idle, but now, he didn't want to talk to this kid anymore.
It didn't take long for He Yi to change his clothes and come out.
Before he could stand still, he heard Zhu Qiushi's excited and silly voice: "Brother Ziming raised an outhouse a few days ago.
His principal wife brought someone to knock on the door.
The principal is really fierce, fierce."
At this moment, a pink cloud suddenly passed over the door of the banquet room
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