weak to him

No matter how thick-skinned Wei Han was, he couldn't stand it any longer. He sat down and said to the housekeeper, "Make a pot of hot tea."

Housekeeper Wei gave Mr. Cui a last sideways look, and then went out.

Mr. Cui said: "My lord already knows what happened in front of the palace this morning, and he deeply regrets it. I accidentally let those evil servants sneak into the mansion, and this is what happened to you, Satomi. Sorry."

Wei Han was wearing a middle coat, pretending to be casual and asked: "Are you sorry or His Highness King Yan is sorry?"

"I'm sorry." Mr. Cui said sincerely, "I'll tell you the truth, I'm in charge of the affairs of the mansion. This time the evil servant's arrogance is all my fault. Satomi, if you want to blame, blame me."

"I don't blame you." Wei Han said, "Why do you blame you? I don't know you."

Mr. Cui: "..."

What does it mean?That is to say, don't blame people you don't know, but people you know?How many people can Wei Han know in the palace?After counting and counting, I just know His Royal Highness King Yan.

Wei Han frowned and said sadly, "Mr. Cui..."

"Hey."

"Do you know how much I've been hurt today?"

Mr. Cui: "..."

Wei Han lowered his head slightly and said, "Because I was ill and couldn't go to the invitation of His Highness Yan Wang, so today I specially prepared my favorite tea soup and went to the palace to meet the prince. Who knows that the evil servant in front of the door stopped me... "

Mr. Cui echoed: "It's too hateful."

"I just wondered where a concierge would have the courage to stop me?" Wei Han said with a serious expression, "I asked him, is this your idea or the prince's idea?"

Mr. Cui: "It's all his idea, it's none of the prince's business."

"The concierge just say it." Wei Han imitated the way the concierge said: "The lord doesn't mean that, do I dare to do this now?"

Mr. Cui was sweating, "He...he is talking nonsense, there is no such thing at all."

"Really?" Wei Han said, "I just said that His Royal Highness King Yan has a noble character, and he definitely wouldn't say such a thing."

"That's right." Mr. Cui said gratefully, "Satomi is really reasonable, I admire you."

"Everywhere, King Yan's character is worthy of trust."

Mr. Cui hit the iron while it was hot: "Since the misunderstanding has been solved, and the Yan Palace has prepared a banquet, why don't you invite Li Mei to go?"

"Uh..." Wei Han declined, "It's getting late today..."

"It's not too late, it's only noon." Mr. Cui said, "Satomi, you really know how to joke."

Wei Han wondered: "I'm going to have lunch."

"Go to the palace to eat." Mr. Cui stood up and handed Wei Han's clothes to Wei Han and said, "The palace has prepared delicacies, and we are waiting for Satomi. Get dressed and go."

Wei Han was urged to go out by Mr. Cui in this way. As expected of the surname Cui, he is good at urging people.

Wei Han came to Yanwang Mansion, Yu Zhijing was already waiting behind the door.Seeing Wei Han, he blamed himself: "If this king hadn't been confined in the mansion, he would have personally greeted Satomi outside the gate."

Wei Han said modestly: "What virtue and ability do you have to make His Highness attach so much importance to you?"

"This king has always liked to make friends with learned talents." Yu Zhijing praised him all the time: "Satomi, you were a high school candidate at a young age. This king has long wanted to make friends, but it's just that you have never had the opportunity."

Wei Han was naturally full of humility, and Yu Zhijing led Wei Han all the way to the depths of the palace, Yu Zhijing said: "This king knows that a talented person like Satomi likes to appreciate calligraphy and painting the most, and this king specially collected a batch of calligraphy and painting. , Satomi, you can't miss it."

Wei Han: "..."

Wei Han was about to go crazy, he quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, Your Highness, you can enjoy it for yourself, I'll just..."

Yu Zhijing dragged Wei Han into the study, opened a scroll and said, "Look at Satomi!"

Wei Han: "..." What are you looking at?See the grease stains on it?

Seeing Wei Han's sluggish expression, Yu Zhijing smiled triumphantly and said, "This is the seventeen posts from Wang Youjun that I spent a year collecting. Let Satomi have a look, is it authentic?"

Wei Han took a closer look and felt that the paper was a bit old, with a bunch of red stamps on it.He couldn't make out what was written, but he thought that so many people had stamped it, so it should be authentic.

So Wei Han said with a shocked face: "Ah... this word should only exist in the sky..."

"Satomi is really a great talent." Yu Zhijing praised: "Even Bachelor Lin has to watch a whole stick of kung fu to confirm that it is an authentic work, but you can confirm it after just two glances. You are really a great talent."

Wei Han has already become numb, the theme of today's banquet should be to praise himself, he has to get used to it, let the praise come more violently!

Wei Han turned his head and saw a emerald emerald embossed paperweight on the table. Compared with those paintings, this paperweight is obviously cuter.

Yu Zhijing was about to introduce other calligraphy and paintings, when suddenly seeing Wei Han staring at his paperweight, he said, "Satomi likes this paperweight?"

Wei Han nodded, "I'm short of a handy paperweight at home."

"Paperweight..." Yu Zhijing said in a daze, "While taking advantage of it?"

Although he didn't understand what Wei Han was talking about, but his coveted emerald paperweight eyes expressed clearly, Yu Zhijing picked up the paperweight and handed it to Wei Han, saying, "Master Satomi, why don't you have a convenient paperweight? You take it and use it, you are welcome, see if there are any shortcomings, as long as the king has everything, give it to Satomi."

Wei Han's saliva was about to burst, and he said in surprise, "Really?"

Yu Zhijing said domineeringly: "Really."

Wei Han immediately said: "The handwriting on the [-]th copybook just now is really beautiful, I just need a famous copybook to practice calligraphy."

"..." Yu Zhijing held back the pain in his heart and said, "Here..."

Not long after, Yu Zhijing couldn't help but invite Wei Han away from the study under the pretext of opening a banquet. Wei Han struggled to go out with calligraphy, paintings and paperweights in his arms.

The corners of Mr. Cui's eyes twitched, and he suggested, "Satomi put the things down first, and when you return home, I will send someone to deliver the things to the Wei Mansion."

Wei Han immediately hugged things vigilantly and said, "Mine!"

Mr. Cui: "When I didn't say..."

The banquet in Prince Yan's Mansion can only be described as extravagant. A table of dishes gathered everything from flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, and drilling in the soil.

Wei Han looked at the meat in front of him, but couldn't name it at all.

Mr. Cui introduced understandingly: "Limei, try this pangolin in red pot. This thing is good for the body by promoting blood circulation and dispelling stagnation."

Wei Han took a chopstick of meat and put it into his mouth, the meat melted in his mouth, and a burst of extreme deliciousness spread on the tip of his tongue.Wei Han couldn't help squinting his eyes, and after a while he said, "It's delicious." As he said that, he wanted to pick up another piece of meat with his chopsticks.

Mr. Cui stopped him and said, "Don't be in a hurry to eat, there are still plenty of dishes. Would you like to try this dish again?"

As he spoke, he picked up a chopstick of golden-colored shredded vegetables and put them into Wei Han's bowl. When Wei Han picked them up, he found that they were thinly sliced ​​meat rings, which smelled like barbecue.After taking a bite, he felt that the meat was crispy and soft, and the oil was squeezed out by his teeth, but he didn't feel greasy.

Wei Han said: "What kind of meat is this roasted? It's so chewy."

Yu Zhijing and Mr. Cui looked at each other and laughed together.Mr. Cui said: "This is a good thing that is hard to buy. Take the whip of a mature tiger, remove the head and roots and only take the middle, and slowly bake it with sandalwood charcoal for half an hour before it is baked, and then cut into shreds. , plus seven kinds of ingredients made from mountain delicacies. The taste is second, and the most important thing is that it is good for men."

Wei Han: "..."

Seeing Wei Han's expression, Yu Zhijing laughed out loud, clapped his hands and said, "Let's dance and dance."

The musicians who had been prepared all around played the music. Wei Han listened to the music and thought it was very pleasant, and it was different from popular songs.

A group of girls dressed in snow-white dancers walked in and began to dance to the rhythm of the music.The girls' bodies are soft and their dance skirts are very sexy. As they dance, their snow-white thighs and slender waists are exposed from time to time.

Wei Han turned his head to look at Yu Zhijing, and saw him smiling, looking at the dancers in the field with eyes that men could understand.Looking at Mr. Cui again, he is almost the same.

Wei Han thought that Yu Zhijing probably wanted to seduce him, but he didn't like women, if it was a group of gigolos, maybe he would accept it.

Yu Zhijing sensed Wei Han's absent-mindedness, and reminded: "A good show is coming, watch carefully."

Wei Han turned his head to look, and at some point, a touch of red was added to the group of dancing girls in white dresses.The red clothes are like blood, ice and flesh, and they are set off by a group of dancing girls in white clothes.Even though Wei Han didn't like women, he was shocked by her appearance.

After dancing, Yu Zhijing said to the dancing girl, "Han Shuang, come here."

Hanshuang walked over with lotus steps, her black hair supporting her skin like snow.Yu Zhijing pointed to Wei Han and said, "This is Tanhualang from Xinke, and also the youngest Tanhualang in this dynasty. Hanshuang, you suffer from having no new words to sing, why don't you ask Tanhualang to compose a poem for you."

Wei Han: "..."

Han Shuang raised her eyes slightly, her beautiful eyes looked at Wei Han with affection, her moist lips parted slightly, "If that's the case, I will ask Tanhua Lang."

Wei Han turned his head slightly to look at Yu Zhijing, Yu Zhijing responded with a smile that any man could understand.Wei Han thought to himself, just send me beauties for you, I will definitely not help you, and I will cheat you to death if I get a chance.

The three of them looked at Wei Han for a while, but Wei Han didn't intend to write a poem at all.Hanshuang raised her eyes to look at Wei Han, her eyes were filled with weeping tears, "Could it be that...Tanhualang thinks that slaves are not worthy of your poems?"

Mr. Cui said: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Wei is such a cruel person that he would reject such a beauty."

"It seems that this king is wrong." Yu Zhijing said regretfully, "Li Mei doesn't like such vulgar fans, and in the future, when this king finds a real peerless beauty, he will give Li Mei a gift."

And next time?

Although Wei Han has almost forgotten all the things he learned in school, he can recite a poem or two if he really wants to. He is afraid that Chu Xiang from the Wu Palace will find out about his poems. identity is exposed.Wei Han glanced at Han Shuang in embarrassment, and now it's impossible not to write poems in this situation.

Wei Han smiled bitterly, and said: "It's not that I don't want to write poems. It takes time to write poems. I'm not Cao Zijian, but I can't write seven poems."

Mr. Cui smiled and said, "I see, but Satomi, you are so relaxed now, do you think this poem has been written?"

"Uh heh heh." Wei Han said awkwardly, "Yes."

Hanshuang immediately looked at him expectantly with her beautiful eyes, and Yu Zhijing also said: "Satomi, don't be a fool, tell me quickly."

Wei Han stood up and walked to the screen, turned his back to the crowd and looked at the Jiaolong on the screen, and said: "If I really wanted to compose a poem on the spot, I couldn't think of any good ones, but I got a poem by chance when I was cultivating in a Taoist temple last year. Let’s give it to Miss Hanshuang.”

He thought to himself that if Chu Xiang finds out by then, he will refuse to admit it, so who cares.Wei Han said softly: "A new song with a glass of wine, the weather was old last year, when will the sun set?"

Hanshuang and Mr. Cui's eyes lit up on the spot, and they looked at Wei Han more and more expectantly.

Wei Han continued: "I have no choice but to leave the flowers, the familiar Yan returns, and wanders alone in the fragrant path of the small garden."

After reading a word, no one spoke for a long time.Hanshuang suddenly burst into tears, she walked over and picked up a pipa and sat on the stool.A pair of jade hands plucked lightly a few times, and a crisp tone came out.

She played the pipa and sang Wei Han's words just now.The tone of the pipa is sad and crisp, and there is really a lingering meaning for a while.

The song was over. Hanshuang's tears dripped down on the strings, she raised her eyes and said: "My family was touched by Tanhualang's words for a moment, which made the three of you laugh."

"It's really touching for a beauty to shed tears." Yu Zhijing said with emotion: "It is said that Chu Xiang is the second in poetry in the world and no one dares to be the first. According to this king, Satomi is not inferior to him at all."

Wei Han's face turned red, and he said in his heart, His Royal Highness, the two you admired were all copied...

Yu Zhijing pulled Wei Han back to his seat and continued to eat and drink. The three hypocrites had a good chat at the wine table.When it finally came to the end, Yu Zhijing said: "It's getting late, why don't Satomi stay at my house tonight."

Wei Han declined and said, "I dare not bother Your Highness, and the Wei Mansion is not far away, so I'd better go back."

"No trouble, no trouble at all." Yu Zhijing looked at Han Shuang with a smile and said, "My king arranged for Han Shuang to serve you to bed tonight."

"..."

It's fine if you don't say this, but Wei Han wants to leave even more.He hastily declined and said, "My lord, you can't, I'm still young."

Yu Zhijing: "Uh..."

Mr. Cui said with a strange expression: "16 years old is not young."

"You're still young." Wei Han opened his big eyes of grievance and said, "You can't destroy a child..."

Yu Zhijing was defeated by his shamelessness, and said in his heart that you don't want to give you a beauty, could it be that you are a broken sleeve?

In the end, Wei Han was sent out of the mansion by Mr. Cui, with the looted property on his body.

Yu Zhijing sat in the study and said, "I didn't expect this Wei Han to be a greedy person."

"Who is not greedy for money?" Mr. Cui said with a smile: "Isn't a person who is greedy for money easier to control?"

"That's right." Yu Zhijing nodded. He remembered the original work of Wang Youjun he had lost, and suddenly said with heartache: "It's just a pity that the original work. Lin Juefeng wanted it so much that I was not willing to give it away."

Mr. Cui quickly comforted him: "My lord, why do you need to be heartbroken, you will conquer the world in the future, and then everything will be yours."

"Um……"