They spent the rest of their lives feasting and feasting in the inn, while some of them were starving.
Yangzhou City, City Lord's Mansion, Reception Hall.
Wearing a white hat, a red tassel, and a floor-length Chinese robe, the man known as the Turtle Immortal because he was sitting on a three-legged turtle sat opposite the scholar and painter in white.
After a long silence, the two of them picked up the tea at the same time. When they saw the other person doing the same thing, they put it down bitterly. When they saw the other person doing the same thing, they picked it up bitterly.
The two of them frowned. They guessed that the other would put it down again, and they happened to have the upper hand in drinking tea, so they opened the lid of the tea. Unexpectedly, the other's actions were surprisingly consistent.
"You!" they both said in unison.
"I'll say it first." The painting fairy hurriedly spoke first.
"Why?" Guixian said, "I'll tell you first."
"Okay, you say it first," Hua Xian said.
"I..." Guixian stopped, "What did I say?"
"I don't know what to say, so what did you say?" the painting fairy despised him.
But how could Guixian let his love rival be given to the general? He slapped his neck and said, "I said what I said."
The woman in palace clothes sitting next to her rubbed her forehead and listened to the two of them having a heated argument about "what was said."
The two of them were fighting with each other, their faces were red and their ears were red, quite like a cockfight.
"Young gentlemen, the young lady has been on a diet recently. You see..." The woman in palace clothes interrupted them and tried to issue an order to expel the guests.
"It's okay," the painting fairy said.
He took out a brush engraved with dragon patterns and a delicate ink cartridge from his arms, and took out a delicate scroll. After dipping it in ink, he "brushed, brushed" to draw a piece of cake on the paper.
"Now!" The Painting Immortal smiled proudly at the Turtle Immortal and then shouted at the scroll. Then the golden light flashed on the scroll, and a fragrant scallion pancake appeared.
He took a bite and challenged Guixian: "I can't be hungry anyway."
The Turtle Immortal was not hungry at first, but when he saw the Painting Immortal feasting in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little greedy.
But he concealed it very well, and did not forget to despise the painting fairy, "Using the immortal power and then eating it into the body is like taking off your pants and farting, it is unnecessary."
To show his disgust, he pointed at the cake and said, "This is that fart."
Hua Xian stopped chewing, and could only wave his hand to make the cake disappear.
At this time, looking at the scroll again, another piece of cake appeared on the blank scroll. The difference is that this cake has tooth marks on it, which are the marks of the painting fairy's bite.
Seeing that the two of them were exhausted, the woman in palace clothes named Wang Aunt could only report to the city lord, hoping that she would come forward.
She walked into the Bayong Tower and saw the city lord sitting at the table, holding a wine bottle in his left hand and a book in his right hand.
She kept her eyes on the book, drank a glass of wine from time to time, picked up some peanuts on the table and chewed a few.
A maid stood next to her, pouring wine for her from time to time.
The city lord is about twenty, wearing men's clothing and looking very heroic.
"They two haven't left yet?" the city lord said without raising his head.
Aunt Wang nodded, "The two of them are at war with each other. Miss, would you like to go over and take a look?"
The city lord waved his hand, "No, no, I've rejected you hundreds of times, but these two people still don't give up. If I see them this time, it will be hard for me to stay calm."
Aunt Wang hesitated and said, "Then let them sit in the living room?"
The city lord withdrew his gaze, looked into the void and pondered, then said: "Just say that I have been feeling cold these past few days and it is inconvenient to see guests."
Sword Immortal, my body occasionally feels cold.
It was possible to deceive others, but those two were also immortals. The woman in palace clothes then looked at the city lord strangely and remained silent.
The city lord sighed, "Okay, okay, I know this excuse won't fool you."
She paused for a moment, then suddenly had an idea and said proudly: "Just say that my aunt is here."
"Aunt?" The woman in palace attire was even more puzzled. The city lord's aunt had already passed away at an unknown age, so this excuse was even less reliable.
"You're so stupid. When Tiangui came, didn't you just say 'Huh' and call me mother?" the city lord lectured.
The woman in palace clothes blushed, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to say this to two men?"
The city lord didn't care, "If there's anything inappropriate, just say so."
"Okay." The woman in palace clothes reluctantly agreed, but she had secretly decided to find another excuse.
After the woman in palace clothes walked out, the city lord read for a while, but he couldn't calm down. He quickly covered his book and muttered, "Why is Tiangui so shy about talking? He is so confused that he can't come here..."
"Ahem." The maid reminded her, there was a pure and innocent girl standing next to her.
The city lord stopped talking and glanced at the maid. The maid was also smart and was still coughing, pretending that she had not heard what the city lord said just now and that she was just feeling uncomfortable.
The city lord was no longer embarrassed now, and turned his bright eyes, "These two people chatter endlessly when they get together, I have to go out and hide."
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The woman in palace clothes left the Bayong Building and walked to the living room. Thousands of thoughts went through her mind, but she never found a good excuse.
But the person had already been seen by the Painting Fairy and the Turtle Fairy, so she could only bravely walk in.
"You two gentlemen, my young lady...well, she has some inconvenience and cannot see guests." The woman in palace clothes could only prevaricate randomly.
"Do you have any inconvenience?" Hua Xian stood up and asked with concern: "Zhao'er is sick, is there any serious problem?"
The woman in palace clothes saw that the painting fairy was very elegant, and felt that it was good for the city lord to agree to him. However, the falling flowers were intentional, but the flowing water was ruthless.
The woman in palace clothes was about to explain when she heard Turtle Immortal sarcastically say: "How can the Sword Immortal be ill?"
The woman in palace clothes was about to feel embarrassed about being exposed, when Guixian continued: "It must be that Zhao'er doesn't want to see you, so she made such a poor excuse."
Hua Xian came to his senses and retorted: "I met Zhao'er a few times before you came here. I guess I don't want to see you."
"I obviously don't want to see you. Besides, you didn't call me Zhao'er."
Hua Xian said: "I obviously don't want to see you."
The two of them competed against each other, throwing "I don't want to see you" to each other, and neither one showed weakness.
When there was no result in the argument, the two of them turned to Aunt Wang and said in unison: "Who do you think Zhao'er doesn't want to see?"
The palace-dressed woman's scalp was numb, and all kinds of thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, so that she could make up for her wrong lie.
She secretly hated herself for looking for trouble, and said hesitantly: "W-want to see them all?"
"Then why are you using the excuse of being ill? You must not want to see him." The two pointed at each other and then looked at Aunt Wang, "You tell me."
The woman in palace clothes could only say: "Actually, actually, you two, my young lady, don't want to see you."
"What!" The two of them couldn't believe it, "Why!"
After all, they were two city lords. The woman in palace attire was intimidated by the momentum, and she did not dare to say that the city lord was impatient with them. She could only say: "Because, because the city lord likes women."
Speaking of the latter part, the woman in palace clothes straightened her back and spoke confidently.
This excuse is perfect and hard to shake. Who asked the city lord to always wear men's clothes?
"What, what, Zhao'er likes girls?" The painting fairy couldn't believe it.
"Yes." The woman in palace clothes said firmly.
"No, it's impossible." Guixian couldn't accept it either, "Did Zhao'er become a bad student just after going to the Women's City?"
"No, I want Zhao'er to explain it to me personally." The painting fairy sat down again.
Seeing that he didn't leave, Guixian didn't leave either, fearing that he would suffer a loss and be taken advantage of by the scholar.