Mu Zhao was not less surprised than Sheng Mingyang, but he thought more than Sheng Mingyang with a straight heart.

"How could he come to see Jiang Jiu on purpose? Could it be... it was for the last time when he fought with Chongshan Society?"

Sheng Mingyang's head started to move and he was furious: "I didn't expect that Ning Shijiu could not afford to lose so much!"

"Oh my Sheng Liulang, please speak quietly!" Liu Zihuai quickly covered Sheng Mingyang's troubled mouth, "If the fans of Ning Qilin heard you, they could rush up and beat you to death!"

"Mmmmm!" Sheng Mingyang struggled hard, his eyes wide and brighter, looking even more angry.

"Shh!" Liu Zihuai looked around as guiltyly, "Worry, don't make trouble again."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Sheng Mingyang struggled non-stop.

"He said he would let go and he would stop making trouble." Mu Zhao helped Sheng Mingyang explain.

Liu Zihuai hesitated and relaxed his hand. Fortunately, Sheng Mingyang did not make any more noise, but instead found a place to sit down: "Then you can tell me the whole story now, what's going on."

"I'll tell you about this." Liu Zihuai sat down next to him and said in a casual manner, "Didn't Cui Zi'an use Ning Shijiulang's calligraphy to pretend to be written by himself that day? Did we make trouble later? This matter was known to the entire Chang'an City, and of course, it also within Ning Mansion."

"Cue Zi'an went to apologize?"

"Of course I have to come to the door to apologize! Although Cui Zi'an called Ning Shijiulang a cousin, the relationship between the two was not very good. If Cui Zi'an didn't apologize, the entire Chang'an City could spit him to death!" Ning Shijiulang's literary name was not just as simple as circulating among the powerful. In the hearts of ordinary people in Chang'an, he was also a god-like figure.

What a god, of course it cannot be defiled!

"Then what?"

"How could the dignified Ning Shijiulang accept the apology easily? I heard that Cui Zi'an came to the door that day and kept saying that he didn't know about this. It was all the other people in Chongshan Society who took the initiative and told Ning Shijiulang not to blame him!"

Sheng Mingyang muttered: "Listen to your description, it's like you saw it with your own eyes."

"We didn't see it, but someone saw it! Is there any secret in Chang'an City?" Liu Zihuai said for granted and then said angrily, "Do you want to continue listening?"

"Listen."

"Anyway, Ning Shijiulang didn't even see Cui Zi'an, but he took back the letter he gave to Cui Zi'an. By the way, he had to leave Jiang Jiulang's long scroll."

"What? Jiulang's long scroll has gone to Ning Mansion? Didn't you say it's settled in Chongshan Club?"

Liu Zihuai laughed twice: "Isn't this not found back? I only realized that the long scroll was taken away by Cui Zi'an and sent to Ning Shijiulang of Ningfu."

"He saw the long scroll?"

"Not only did I read it, it was said that I had thought about it for several days." Liu Zihuai was amazed. "Since Ning Shijiulang worshipped five masters of calligraphy in the world, picked up the strengths of various schools, and took the essence of various techniques. After calligraphy became a school of its own, no one's words could make him so troublesome. I heard that he was so obsessed with thinking about it. He hadn't eaten and drank well for several days. He had lost weight. He stood by the window and was about to fly away like an immortal!"

Sheng Mingyang was extremely contemptuous of Liu Zihuai's storyteller-like tone.

"Are you so clear about the legs of his desk? Can you fly away with your own eyes?" Listen to this nonsense and exaggerated description.

"I said everything, we didn't see it, but someone saw it!"

"I know, his desk legs."

"Sheng Liu!"

"Okay, okay!" Sheng Mingyang touched his chin, and he also contacted the follow-up matters, "So Ning Shijiu also found out about your invitation to the Qingshan Cultural Association, so he said he wanted to come to Qingshan to see us Jiulang?"

Liu Zihuai nodded: "It's almost the same. It's not Ning Shijiulang's words, but someone circulated it."

"What are he doing? Mo Dou can't settle the score with Jiulang?"

"Everyone told you not to talk nonsense. Ning Shijiulang was not a villain. His font style was unique back then, and he read all the works of the world's calligraphy. He also looked at the works of the saints of the book. I have also seen Jiulang's calligraphy. The style is unique, not any font in the world. Ning Shijiulang was happy to see the hunt, and it is rare for the person who wrote such a font to be still alive, so it is normal for humans to meet and communicate in person."

Sheng Mingyang was not very happy to listen to Liu Zihuai's praise of Ning Shijiulang. He always felt that Ning Shijiulang was a troublesome spirit. A good Qingshan literature would be messed up, so he hummed:

"Anyway, it's not him. Everyone in Chang'an will not be moved by the news. They all came to Qingshan to join in the fun. Do we think we Jiulang are monkeys?"

"Don't say that. Today, the King of Wei brought Princess Chaoyang to invite some noble relatives. He was about to come to Qingshan Palace to hold a summer banquet. He happened to run into our literary gathering. I remembered that we would go along with him, so we changed the place of our literary gathering to Qingshan Palace."

It’s not surprising that it’s a hot summer, and the green mountains are the closest summer resort to Chang’an. It’s normal for a summer banquet to be held here.

"King of Wei?" Sheng Mingyang's mind turned around before he remembered, "Fourth Prince."

"Yes, the fourth prince just enthroned the King of Wei last month and left the palace to build a mansion. Have you forgotten that?"

"Wait, since the literary association has been changed to Qingshan Palace, what are you and I going to do here?"

Liu Zihuai slapped his forehead: "Oh no, I'm busy explaining to you, and I almost forgot about the serious matter!"

The two looked up and saw that the place where the literary meeting was originally going to be held was already sparse, and even Mu Zhao was gone. Sheng Mingyang pulled the passerby to ask, and the servant said that Mu Shisanlang had already gone to Qingshan Palace.

The two hurriedly chased after him, and Sheng Mingyang jumped again on the way and said he wanted to find Jiang Xi and not mention it for the time being.

Above the mountain road.

Jiang E watched the guards of the King of Wei and Princess Chaoyang slowly leave, smiling elegantly, as always. However, the curve of the smile was a little stiff, as if it was frozen, and she didn't know how she loosened.

The King of Wei and Princess Chaoyang are the children of her uncle and her cousin.

But they just left and did not call themselves to walk with them.

"Sister, are you okay?" Jiang Kui walked to Jiang E with great strides, frowned and thoughtful, pretending to be a little mature. The naughty child pretended not to look like an adult, but was funny.

Jiang E was a little warm when she looked at Jiang Kui like this.

At least this child really regards her as his sister.

"I'm fine, what about you, why are you riding on the horse? It's too dangerous." Jiang E's tone was filled with some blame.

Jiang Kui was very indifferent: "I have been learning horses for almost a year! The master of riding and shooting said that I have learned very well! What is a mere horse?"

Jiang E smiled, silly brother, how could you know that the master of riding and shooting was coaxing you for the sake of his mother?

"Yes, we Akui learned the best."

Jiang Kui was even happier: "Then I'll go running!"

After saying that, he rode on his horse and ran away without looking back. It was probably because he was going to play with his friends.

"Be careful!" Jiang E sang behind him, and saw his figure gradually disappearing, she shook her head and looked away.

"Second Sister." Jiang Tao, who had just been arrogant and domineering, came to Jiang E droopingly and lowered her head aggrievedly, "Just... I was wrong just now."

Jiang E smiled and touched her head, as Gao Gui Wuchen as ever: "The fourth sister was also scared. How could it be considered your fault?"

"Second Sister." Jiang Tao didn't expect that Jiang E not only did not blame her, but comforted her, and she was so moved that she burst into tears. Soon she remembered another troublemaker. She became angry and turned her head and scolded the pitiful Su Yuxia next to her, "Who told you to tell me about using scissors just now?"

Su Yuxia was so scared that she shook her slender and delicate body shaking in the strong wind, as if it could break at any time, which was very pitiful.

"I, I missed my mouth..."

"I think you just want to harm me! Even if you are right, it turns out to be unreasonable!" Jiang Tao shouted with her eyebrows and eyes wide open, "Can you still resent you for complaining to you in front of the grandma? Do you want to take revenge on me?"

Su Yuxia was frightened, and she burst into tears, and waved her hands in panic: "I'm not, I don't."

"Anyway, I remember it today!" Jiang Tao said harshly.

"Okay." Jiang E then walked slowly, walking like a waving wave, "We should also rush to Qingshan Palace, don't make noise on the road, so that people can see our Jiang family's jokes."

"Su Yuxia is not our Jiang family." Jiang Tao stomped her feet and turned her head to get into the car.

Jiang E smiled at Su Yuxia: "Sixth Lady, don't take the words of the fourth sister to heart. She is just like a child, quarreling with you."

"I know." Su Yuxia hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to touch Jiang E's gaze.

Jiang E didn't say much and got in the car.

Su Yuxia was the last one to get on the car, and after getting on, she hurried in the corner alone.

Relying on being close to Jiang E, Jiang Tao deliberately hugged Jiang E's arm and glared at Su Yuxia provocatively for several times, with the expression between her eyebrows and eyes very proud.

"By the way, second sister, I heard that the 19th Lang of Ning's family is also coming to Qingshan Palace today. Is that true?"

Jiang Tao raised her beautiful face, her eyes were extremely bright, full of the girl's longing and expectation.

That is Ning Shijiulang, who is famous all over the world. Which girl doesn’t want to have an omnipotent and unparalleled husband like Ning Shijiulang?

Not only Su Yuxia in the corner couldn't help but raise her head a little after hearing Ning Shijiulang's name.

Even Jiang E, who seemed calm and graceful, showed strangeness for a moment.

But she quickly covered it up.

"I heard that's it, but only Ning Shijiulang knows whether he comes or not."

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Chapter completed!