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Liu Yuanhui looked at Master Li and said solemnly: "Perhaps you who shined on the stage today are the most real Master Li!"

After hearing this, Master Li stopped fiddling with his hair. He felt that his heart was stabbed by something, like a lump in his throat, and he was speechless for a moment.

At this time, a young man in white came over.

Liu Yuanhui saw that this was not the young man under Zhao Yi?

The person who came was none other than Bai Long. He said to Liu Yuanhui: "Master Liu! My master has invited you!"

Liu Yuanhui said goodbye to Li Shishi and followed Bai Long to Zhao Yi's box.

"Old Zhao! You are here too!" Liu Yuanhui greeted.

"Hahahaha, little friend's notice has spread throughout Bianliang, how could I not come!" Zhao Yiyi said.

"Hahaha, next time Lao Zhao wants to come, just let me know! Yuan Hui can entertain you nicely!" Yuan Hui said with a smile.

"Brother Liu, you're so polite! Today's music appreciation party was really wonderful. I didn't expect that in addition to being able to compose poems and appreciate paintings, you are also proficient in music and music. I really admire you!" Zhao Yiyi said.

"My poems and paintings are just like Lao Zhao's! Music and music are just hobbies!" Liu Yuanhui replied.

"I wonder what the relationship is between Brother Liu and Master Li?" Zhao Yi asked.

"We met by chance and occasionally exchanged music theory." Yuan Hui said.

Zhao Yi nodded thoughtfully, and then asked Liu Yuanhui about piano, violin, and stage special effects.

Liu Yuanhui answered one by one.

After Zhao Yi knew everything, he looked at Liu Yuanhui with admiration.

"This man is really talented!" Zhao Yi admired in his heart, and at the same time, a thought arose in his heart.

The two chatted happily, like best friends they hadn't seen for many years.

After a while, Zhao Yi suddenly asked: "I wonder if Brother Liu has a wife?"

Liu Yuanhui was stunned by this sudden question. After a moment, he smiled and scratched the back of his head: "I feel ashamed to say that I once had an engagement, but the girl rejected it."

"With Brother Liu's talent and appearance, he is also a talented person! Will he be rejected for marriage?" Zhao Yi was very surprised.

"I guess it's because fate hasn't come yet." Yuan Hui smiled.

Zhao thought of his unruly sister, looked at Liu Yuanhui in front of him, and smiled.

"Master, we should go back home." Bai Long's words interrupted Zhao Yi's thinking.

"Yes." Zhao Yi agreed and then turned to Liu Yuanhui and said, "Brother Liu, I still have accounts to settle today, so I have to go back home first!"

"I planned to go to Zhuangyuan Building with you to have a few drinks. Since Old Zhao has important matters, Yuan Hui won't force him to stay." Yuan Hui said.

"Brother Liu, you're welcome! If I have a chance another day, I'll take you to my house to sit there!" Zhao Yi replied.

After the two said goodbye, Zhao Yi left the Cuju field with the white dragon and white crane. Before leaving, he placed a gold ingot worth twenty taels on the table.

Liu Yuanhui was physically exhausted at this time, but he was in a good mood.

Just like a player who tried his best to win the final victory, even though he was exhausted, he still cheered.

At this time, all the spectators at the Cuju venue have left, and the servants of Liu Mansion are cleaning up the venue.

Paper cups and fruit peels were thrown all over the place, and the servants complained.

"There is really no environmental awareness in this era, and it is really difficult to control such a large audience. It seems that we really need to recruit some security members!" Yuan Hui thought to himself.

"One, two, three! One, two, three!" Liu Yuanhui heard shouts not far away.

Then he walked over and found two or three servants surrounding Xing Ai, helping him take off his armor.

The armor got stuck on his fat belly, making him unable to move.

"Master Xing'ai is riding a horse with such heroic posture today! It's a wonderful start for this grand event! But, what is your armor..." Liu Yuanhui stepped forward and asked.

"Ahem! Brother Liu is ridiculous! This armor has been useless for several years. It's easy to put on, but it can't be taken off! How can we talk about the heroic spirit of Sajia? It's not what it used to be!" Xing Ai was sweating profusely and breathing heavily. road.

Then, he contracted his stomach with all his strength: "Come and keep up with the rhythm of Sajia! One, two, three! Get up!"

"Sure enough, there is a price to pay for being cool!" Yuan Hui was speechless.

After a while, Xing Ai finally took off his armor.

Liu Yuanhui hurriedly stepped forward and handed him a cup of wine and tea.

"It's been really hard today, Master!" Yuan Hui said.

Xing Ang drank the entire cup of wine and tea in one gulp.

"Ha! Good wine! Oh no! Good tea! What a pleasure! Brother Liu, don't be polite. If you don't mind, you, Brother Liu, will be the younger brother of the Sa family from now on!" Xing Ai patted Liu Yuanhui on the shoulder.

"Thank you for your love, brother Xing'ai, hahahaha!" Liu Yuanhui continued: "I talked about the monks with my brother before..."

"Ah! No problem. Tomorrow you will go through the small door on the left side of Xiangguo Temple and pass through a group of Buddhist pillars. There will be a big bell. The Sa family usually lives in the wing room under the big bell!" Xing Ai said.

"Yuan Hui has noted it down! Then... do I need to bring some of the 'incense' mentioned earlier?" Yuan Hui asked.

"'Incense' is fine as you wish, be respectful, and Buddhism will also bless you! Amitabha..." Xing Ai said while saluting.

Seeing that Xing was so angry, Liu Yuanhui also put his hands together and returned the salute.

"By the way... and..." Xing Ai continued.

"Master, what else are you saying?" Yuan Hui asked.

"Sajia thinks it would be better if you could bring some roasted chicken and beef with soy sauce, as well as your wine and tea! Buddhism will help you, and you can come to Sajia! Everyone will be happy! Hahahaha!" Xing said, scratching his bald head and laughing. .

Yuan Hui was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said: "Hahahahahahaha! Yuan Hui understands!"

Then the two said goodbye.

At this time, the Cuju venue had been cleaned up, and Liu Yuanhui returned to Liu Mansion with a group of servants and Ye Mingzhu.

Everyone was very tired this day. Liu Yuanhui ordered everyone to rest, while he called the butler and Bailey to his room.

At this time, inside the palace.

Zhao Ji had already put on his regular clothes embroidered with dragons and was reviewing the memorial on the couch in Wende Palace.

A rapid sound of copper bells came at this moment.

"Brother, brother, brother! You are finally back. I have finished copying "Taizu's Instructions"! My hand is almost broken!"

Zhao Xuanling ran to Song Huizong's bed and placed a pile of densely written papers on the table.

"How many times have I told you! No noise is allowed in the palace! And can you change your clanking shoes?" Zhao Ji picked up Zhao Xuanling's words and frowned.

"Oh, okay, I know!" Zhao Xuanling said impatiently.

Looking at Zhao Xuanling's "moving clouds and flowing water" calligraphy, Zhao Ji frowned: "Ling'er, is your calligraphy regular script or cursive script? I am dizzy when I read it. No wonder you have been so angry since you were a child. There are not only fifty but not one hundred famous calligraphers! It doesn’t look like me at all!”

"My father passed on all the talent of writing to you, but left none to me. There is nothing I can do about it! Besides, those sour scholars you found for me are really annoying! So I will teach them a lesson!" Zhao Xuanling said. Reading a piece of calligraphy by Zhao Ji, he said casually.

Zhao Ji glanced at his sister, and then moved his gaze to her masterpiece.

"Ling'er is seventeen years old this year, right!?" Zhao Ji asked.

"I will be seventeen in a few months. Why? Celebrate my birthday? The palace has already made preparations." Zhao Xuanling asked.

"Recently, I got to know a young man who is handsome and talented. I want to marry you! He is from the Liu family..."

Before Zhao Ji could finish speaking, Zhao Xuanling snatched the pile of paper from Zhao Ji's hand.