Jiankang City, the residence of the general Zhennan.
He Wuji was dressed in casual silk and satin clothes, his hair was neatly combed, and he was standing at the door of the mansion with a smile. This was his first return to Jiankang City since he was promoted to General Zhennan. The door was already busy with traffic, and everyone was in formal attire. The children of Eguan's aristocratic family and the dignitaries of the capital all filed into the house chatting and laughing. Of course, it was indispensable to meet and greet the upstart of the capital and bow to him.
Behind He Wuji, two staff members dressed as scribes stood, and they all followed their lord and saluted. Xie Hun's voice came over: "He Zhennan, congratulations."
He Wuji laughed, raised his hands to Xie Hun, who was wearing a blue satin gown, and said, "Oh, it turns out to be Shuyuan, don't be so polite, you and I are fellow soldiers in the army, just call me Wuji as before. "
Xie Huan smiled and nodded. He Wuji's eyes fell on a young man in his twenties with fair complexion and bright eyes next to him. His expression changed slightly: "This young master is..."
Xie Hun smiled slightly: "This is my nephew's luck. He has been fond of some literature and poetry since he was a child. He is also a little famous among the younger generations of our Xie family. Today I heard that it is a gathering of talents and a grand gathering in the literary world. He If you insist on coming, please ask Brother Wuji for convenience. Lingyun, why don’t you salute He Zhennan quickly?”
Xie Lingyun bowed his arms to his waist calmly and calmly: "I have met Mr. He. Junior Xie Lingyun, this is polite."
He Wuji looked up and down the young man named Xie Lingyun: "I have heard for a long time that among the rising stars of the Xie family, there is a handsome man named Xie Lingyun who is extremely talented and learned. He is famous all over the world in his weak years. I didn't expect to meet him today. It really makes my place prosperous. Pi Shenghui, Yin joins the army, why don’t you quickly bring the two of them in?!”
Behind him was a scribe wearing a green gown. It was Yin Chan who joined the army. He came out as promised and wanted to lure Xie Hun and Xie Lingyun in. Xie Lingyun suddenly smiled slightly: "Yin Canjun's Lanting Fu is really well written. I can see it today." , what a blessing."
Yin Chan was slightly startled at first, then smiled and said: "It's a humble work that was done by chance. It's not worth mentioning. Mr. Kang Le has given it too much praise."
He Wuji laughed: "Lao Yin, are you mistaken? Ling Yun is just a weak young man, how can he be called a public servant? Excessive modesty is also suspected of flattery."
Xie Huan smiled and shook his head: "He Gong doesn't know something. The Kang Le Gong of Ling Yun is not the honorific title we usually give to elders and superiors, but refers to his title."
He Wuji's eyes lit up: "Oh, I was negligent. I almost forgot that Mr. Xie inherited the title of Duke of Kangle County from Mr. Xie Xianggong."
Xie Hun nodded: "Yes, Lingyun's father passed away early, but he was the eldest son of the husband, so the Duke of Kangle County was passed on to him. It is for this reason that our Xie family has been fond of Lingyun since he was a child. He has high hopes and strict training. Fortunately, he is talented enough and works hard enough, so he has some small fame today. However, he still needs a lot of experience and polishing."
Xie Lingyun smiled slightly: "My uncle is absolutely right. Since my nephew has inherited my husband's title, he must also inherit his legacy, serve the country, and benefit the people. Today's banquet for Mr. He is attended by all the virtuous people. At the Lanting Pen Club, Wang Youjun (Wang Xizhi) became famous all over the world, and Yin Gong, a great literary figure in the world, would also come to visit. It was indeed a grand event in the literary world. My nephew is not talented, so he wants to learn more from the seniors who are attending the banquet today. It can improve your horizons.”
Behind He Wuji, another medium-sized scholar with a long beard in his forties was none other than Kong Ningzi, another of his soldiers who joined the army. He was also a famous scholar in the world. He smiled and said: "Kang Legong is too modest. I'm afraid you are well prepared." I came here and wanted to imitate Wang Youjun and become the most popular poet in this literary world."
Xie Lingyun smiled and said nothing, and He Wuji nodded with satisfaction: "Shu Yuan, if Lingyun wants to serve the country and serve as an official, he might as well come to me. I believe he will be useful in my house."
Liu Yi's voice sounded from one side: "Wuji, you are ready to invite Yin Gong to your mansion, why don't you leave me a junior? You have all the talents in your mansion, so I don't even have anyone to write official documents here. No, it’s not good.”
Everyone's eyes turned to the source of the sound. Except for He Wuji, everyone saluted seriously and said respectfully: "I have met Liu Fujun!"
Wearing a black satin robe and a ten thousand nail belt, he was clearly dressed as a scholar, but he still couldn't hide his majestic air in his movements. He smiled slightly, clasped his fists and saluted in all directions: "I've seen you all, Wuji, brother, I won't invite you. Come on, you won’t have any objections.”
Xie Hun and others accepted the gifts and left, entering the mansion. He Wuji said with a smile: "Today we invite Duke Yin to be the guest of honor. All the people here are literati. We will have another time to drink with the Jingba brothers. Aren't they all the same?" You said it before. Look, Jinu and Tieniu are not here either."
Liu Yi smiled slightly: "Are you trying to say that I only know how to fight and kill people, but I don't know anything about literature?"
He Wuji laughed: "Okay, okay, I can't even joke, let's go, you can sit next to me today, no problem."
Liu Yi smiled and said: "No problem, this will also make it easier for us brothers to talk in private. But..."
Speaking of this, a cold light flashed in Liu Yi's eyes: "Maybe you don't know some things, Wuji."
He Wuji was slightly startled. From his many years of interaction with Liu Yi, he knew that when Liu Yi made this expression, he was asking him to step back and discuss important matters secretly. He turned back to Kong Ningzi and others and said : "Kong Canjun, greet the guests here for me, and I'll talk to Xile."
As he spoke, he took Liu Yi's hand and walked into the mansion. After turning three times and two times, he turned into a secluded courtyard and whispered: "What is so mysterious? It's about sending slaves." Really? I’m coming back this time..."
Liu Yi waved his hand: "If it was for the sake of slaves, I wouldn't talk to you at your banquet today. Of course, this matter may have something to do with the slaves, but the most important thing is that you are here today. The person I want to invite, Wuji, I’m afraid you won’t be able to come down to the stage soon, so I have to come and greet you.”
He Wuji frowned: "Are you saying that there is something wrong with Yin Zhongwen? Is it because he served Huanxuan before and offended the major families in the city? That is a thing of the past. Didn't we all agree to pardon him? And , you see, not all the major aristocratic families have sent people to attend today, even the Xie family is here, isn’t it just to show their intention of reconciliation.”
Liu Yi smiled slightly: "So, if I tell you that Yin Zhongwen won't be here today, what would you think?"
