Zuo Ziming said with admiration, and then took out an invitation from his arms.
"Easy to say, easy to say!"
Lin Bei couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. After taking the invitation, he grabbed the other party's hand enthusiastically: "What are the plans for tonight? Is there a dance? Or is it singing over wine? Hiss, is this a literary and poetry party held on a merchant ship? "
Well, at the dance, in the TV series, isn't it always the case that the dancer hides a knife in her sleeve, then dances in front of you, stabs you quietly, and kills you immediately.
If you drink, I will give you some colorless and odorless strange poison. As long as you drink it, it will take effect immediately. You will foam at the mouth and fall to the ground dead.
At the literary and poetry meeting in the middle of the lake, the killer had no worries. He pretended that the deceased had slipped and fallen into the water after being drunk, leaving no trace behind.
Waiting for the success stories, it seems that they have a lot of room for development in this party.
Zuo Ziming looked at Lin Bei's even more enthusiastic smile, and his heart felt inexplicably.
This guy……
He quickly withdrew his hand, a little dazed, and stammered: "Well, Lin, General Lin guessed it right. Since it is a party held by our four talented people, it must be related to literature."
"Tonight at Xu Shi, the Merchant Marine Party in Wu'an Lake will host a poetry gathering organized by wealthy businessmen from the capital. General Lin is an unparalleled general. He must be involved in poetry. I wonder if General Lin will appreciate it..."
"Then you have to go. I will definitely give you face! Don't worry, oh."
Lin Bei nodded sharply.
"Ah? Well, that's good, that's good. Then we'll be waiting for General Lin's visit tonight."
Zuo Ziming was a little at a loss.
He didn't expect Lin Bei to agree to him so easily.
He and the others had been thinking hard for days and nights, but they still hadn't come up with the words.
Originally they were afraid that Lin Bei would not agree, but now it was obvious that they were overly worried.
Feeling Lin Bei's gaze, Zuo Ziming felt a little nervous. He bowed to Lin Bei awkwardly, and then said goodbye with a smile on his face.
"Oh, why are you in such a hurry? Come in and have a cup of tea!"
Lin Bei looked at Zuo Ziming who was running away, and said: "This is too unprofessional, but it seems that you are so sincere, I will forgive you."
"what are you saying?"
A cold voice sounded in his ears, making Lin Bei jump up in fright.
"Wow! When were you here!"
He hugged the tree trunk and looked at Ah Yue in horror.
"It started when Zuo Ziming invited you to the poetry meeting."
"Did you hear everything?"
Ah Yue raised her white chin: "Are you really planning to go?"
"They are so sincere, why don't I go?"
Lin Bei smiled.
"Isn't Miss Ah Yue always staying with His Majesty? How come you have time to come to my place?"
Miss Ah Yue looked at the smile on Lin Bei's face, her beautiful eyes half-squinted.
"Your Majesty asked me to protect your safety."
"Ah? No need, now everyone knows that I am General Lin, who else dares to kill me."
Lin Bei touched his nose.
Ah Yue said nothing, just followed him quietly.
Hell, if Ah Yue accompanied him, then his last chance of death would be gone.
He really couldn't see through Ah Yue's true strength. With such a strong bodyguard by his side, it would be hard for him to die.
What's more, the so-called Poetry Society is full of crises. No matter how superb Ah Yue's swordsmanship is, it is impossible to defeat more than a dozen men.
No, no, we must find a way to get rid of Ah Yue.
"Miss Ah Yue, will your Majesty give you a holiday?"
"What is a holiday?"
"It's a fixed rest period every period."
"I don't need a day off."
"How is that possible? Aren't you tired? I think..."
"I am not tired."
Hiss, this girl can't get enough oil and salt.
Lin Bei felt a headache. Forget it, since he couldn't be persuaded, he simply sneaked over at night. There couldn't be only one merchant ship in Wu'an Lake, right?
He returned to the place where he rested last night and was about to lock the door, but found that Ah Yue, who was behind him, had already entered the room.
"Miss Ayue, do you know that it is dangerous for a man and a woman to live together in the same room?"
Lin Bei showed a smile that he thought was vulgar.
"You can't beat me."
Ah Yue glanced at him indifferently, looking at his funny expression, the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
"Miss Ah Yue, we men also have privacy, okay? I'll be shy if you act like this."
Lin Bei covered his face, it seemed that he really couldn't beat him, it was so embarrassing.
"oh."
Ah Yue held the long sword and remained unmoved.
Lin Bei gave up completely. He walked to the bookcase in the room, took out a book at random and started reading.
Ah Yue stood in the room, staring at Lin Bei quietly, motionless, like an ice sculpture.
At night you time.
Lin Bei put down the book in his hand, twisted his sore wrist, and walked out the door.
"Where to go."
Ah Yue frowned and reached out to stop him.
The poetry meeting is held at Xu Shi. It's still too early now.
"I'm going to use the toilet...the latrine."
Lin Bei said anxiously.
Ah Yue stopped and then asked Lin Bei to leave the room.
Lin Bei walked towards the direction of the latrine. He did not respond to the salutes given by the maids and slaves on the way. He walked faster and faster, and then came to another gate of the mansion.
Hehehe, as expected, she still didn't dare to follow him to the latrine.
Lin Bei looked proud when he saw that there was no girl A Yue behind him.
"Brother, come here!"
He waved to a slave near the door.
"What are your orders, General Lin?"
The servant knelt down and asked.
"When Miss Ah Yue asks where I have been, just say that I was summoned to the palace by His Majesty."
"yes."
After giving instructions, Lin Bei rushed out of the door. He wandered around for a while, and then followed the guidance of the people and came to Wu'an Lake where the Poetry Club was located.
Sure enough, on the lakeside, countless merchant ships were connected together. There were many domestic slaves on the lakeside to maintain order, and the pomp was huge. From a distance, there were servants hanging lanterns on the deck.
Lin Bei looked at the dozens of merchant ships by the lake and nodded with satisfaction.
With so many ships, even if Miss Ah Yue realizes it, it will probably take a while to find him.
By then, he might not be able to lie down in the villa and enjoy life.
What he didn't know was that after the poetry meeting began, these merchant ships would be connected together and become a whole.
He walked to the entrance, where several servants were checking the guests' invitations. Lin Bei walked up to them in two or three steps.
"Sir, please show me your invitation."
asked the leading maid.
Lin Beizheng was about to take out the invitation hidden in his arms. After touching it for a long time, his face gradually turned ugly.
Why! Here's his invitation!
"This poetry gathering can only be attended by prominent figures in the capital. Not just any cat or dog can get in."
"If you can't get the invitation, get out of here. It's embarrassing."
At this moment, a mean voice sounded.
Lin Bei frowned.
The maid at the entrance suddenly burst into laughter: "Young Master Wang! Please come this way. Mr. Lu has been waiting for you for a long time."
A young master dressed as a slut came up surrounded by his servants and looked at Lin Bei with disdain.
"His invitation is here."
Lin Bei looked at Ah Yue who suddenly appeared in shock. When he saw the invitation in the latter's hand, his face turned ugly.
When did this girl get his invitation?
