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On the fifteenth day of the eighth month, the moon was hanging high in the sky as it overlooked the people celebrating in White City. All the shops and restaurants in White City had been redecorated, decorated, and decorated, and sold fresh melon and fruit food. The night market was bustling with activity as well.

However, this year's White City's Mid-Autumn Festival had hosted the usual Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meet, but this year's Mid-Autumn Festival was more lively than usual. There was no other reason other than the fact that there were eight more items to win, and that Zhao Zijin had added a few more points to the poetry meeting.

The Jiang Nan scholar, who should have been carefree and relaxed, was surrounded by a group of noble young ladies who had yet to leave the pavilion. He recited a love poem after poem, allowing him to drink cup after cup of strong alcohol while the young maid carefully watched the surrounding big sister, afraid that if she didn't pay attention to her husband, she would be eaten by these hungry wolves.

"Zhao Lang, sing another poem!" A pretty girl from a rich family with cherry-like lips said. After she finished speaking, the group of Huang Ying agreed one by one and looked at Zhao Zijin with a face full of anticipation.

With a bitter face, Zhao Zijin raised his glass and patted the servant girl holding his hand. He smiled, and with a slight movement of his throat, he drank a glass of strong alcohol, stood up and said to the girls around him, "It's the middle of autumn, I should be accompanying my family, but I was invited by the car riding general to White City for a special mid-autumn session. Although I'm happy, I still miss my family in the distance, this poem is for my family in the distance."

Zhao Zijin held onto the table, looked up at the sky, and muttered a few words. Then, a good poem came out, causing the girls to scream out loud and all the men who were drinking in the attic looked at Zhao Zijin who was in a bad luck.

"Why did my dad invite him over for? He stole my limelight and ruined the mood!" Deng Xihu finished the cup in one gulp and threw the cup down heavily. Listening to the cheers and laughter at the next table, he spoke in a sour tone.

Li Ye could hear the strong jealousy in his words and could not help but laugh. He held his head and laughed, "Even if he doesn't come, you have nothing to do with these women."

"Then... That would be more interesting than watching him here. " Deng Xi Hu looked at Zhao Zijin with envy, seeing how his usual crazy wife dressed up to make him drink her wine, he could not help but say angrily, and then poured another glass of wine and said: "Bad times, not willing to spend the new year. We will see Mid-Autumn Moon often."

Li Ye helplessly shook his head and whispered into Deng Xi Hu's ear while holding the jug of wine. After he finished speaking, Deng Xi Hu looked at him with an evil smile and gave him a thumbs up, praising him nonstop.

The poem would slowly dissipate after Zhao Zijin was unable to utter a single word or drink a single mouthful. The noble ladies around were still planning to send this gentleman back to the tavern, but the maidservants who had been waiting by the side for a long time couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Mister, why do you not have the slightest talent in this aspect? You know that these people have malicious intents, yet you still drink so much?" The maidservant dragged her husband along the bright street, complaining while dragging her mouth. She pinched Zhao Zijin's waist and complained, "Mr. Idiot, Mr. Idiot."

"Zhao Ning, you're not allowed to talk about me like that next time!" Zhao Zijin suddenly got rid of the servant girl's tugging, and fiercely hit her on the head with his hand as he said with a smile.

"Oh my, it hurts. Mister, can you pretend to be drunk next time? Otherwise, I don't even know when I should say it." Zhao Ning held his head and gently rubbed it, then said with a tearful voice, "I helped you, and you beat me even though you didn't appreciate my help. Next time, I'll let you die in the restaurant."

Zhao Zijin saw that the servant girl was crying, so he apologized immediately. He bent down and said, "Sir, you're wrong, alright? I won't dare to do it again. Sir, please take me to your favorite candied fruits." While coaxing the young maid who was about to cry, he turned his head and looked at the white shadow that was flashing deep inside the alley. He said in a low voice, "This time I will owe you the candied fruit. Let us first take care of the things behind us."

The white shadow moved with Zhao Zijin's words, moving along with the wind. In the dark alley, two white shadows were threatening the master and servant on the street like ghostly shadows.

The young lady was frightened by the swaying shadow and the tears that were about to flow withdrew into her eyes. She trembled as she looked at the shadow and pulled at her husband's sleeve. "Teacher, is there a ghost in this world?"

Zhao Zijin shook his head and comforted her, "There are no ghosts in this world. There are only people with evil in their hearts."

With that, he turned to look at the white shadow and said coldly, "I don't believe this, there's no need to scare me."

The swaying white shadow stopped swaying, and two people walked out of the eerie alley. It was Li Ye and Deng Xihu who came out of the restaurant. Li Ye looked at Zhao Zijin, smiled awkwardly, threw away the sackcloth bag in his hand, and dragged Deng Xihu who was covering his face towards Zhao Zijin.

After being discovered, he was a little embarrassed. He wrinkled his nose and lied, "I thought he was an acquaintance. I was going to scare him a bit, but I didn't expect that he had almost gotten into trouble."

Zhao Zijin did not expose Li Ye's lie. He clasped his hands, bowed and said, "Then even if it's fate to meet you, why don't we go to my inn to drink some tea and drink some wine?"

Deng Xihu covered his face as he said in a low voice, "I don't want to go. I want to go home and sleep."

The corner of Zhao Zijin's mouth raised as he said in a low voice, "After drinking so much, Young Master Deng should drink a cup of tea." Deng Xihu saw that his identity had been exposed and gave up on hiding his identity. He immediately agreed with a blushing face.

Zhao Zijin nodded and turned to look at Li Ye. Li Ye also nodded helplessly and followed Zhao Zijin to his inn.

It was another round of drinking, but it wasn't wine anymore. Deng Xihu finished his cup of tea and apologetically said to Zhao Zijin, "Sir, I'll be going now. I'll be back in a while." Finished speaking, he turned to look at Li Ye and hurriedly blinked his eyes. Li Ye also understood. He blinked back. Zhao Zijin took a sip of his tea and said to himself, "I should pay a visit to General Deng tomorrow."

After saying this, Deng Xi, who had almost slipped away using the toilet, almost fell to the ground. He turned his head to look at the person who spoke and said with a wry smile: "Sir, I really want to go out of the house. I'll be back in a while."

Zhao Zijin also took a sip of his tea, but did not say anything. Seeing that Deng Xihu had disappeared, he turned around and looked at the green-eyed man, "I know you're wearing a human skin mask, could you take it off for a look?"

Li Ye looked at the person in front of him in surprise. This human skin mask was given to him by his master, who said it was a rare mask in the world. It was even recognized by a weak scholar. Li Ye was not surprised for a long time. He nodded and took off his human skin mask, revealing his dark green eyes and his young and tender face.

Zhao Zijin picked up the mask and looked at it carefully, then he returned it to Li Ye and said seriously, "I hope you can use it well." After saying that, he ignored Li Ye's stupefied expression, drank the tea in the bowl, and directly left the guest.

By the time Deng Xihu returned, the tea set on the table had already been put away. Li Ye and Zhao Zijin had already been waiting for him for a long time, and when they saw him come, Li Ye bowed and said goodbye to this deeply hidden gentleman.

Seeing the two of them fighting as they left, the young maid looked at her husband with doubt: "Sir, what's so special about this side?"

Zhao Zijin ruffled Zhao Ning's hair, smiled and said, "Nothing special, it's just that I think grandpa asked the person I'm looking for to find it." Then, he turned to look in the direction Li Ye had disappeared in and chuckled lightly. He said to the maid, "Since you've found it, let's go home. We'll eat your favorite preserves after we've paid General Deng a visit."

Zhao Ning wiped off the saliva at the corner of his mouth. His eyes beamed like crescent moons as he said with a bright smile, "Mmm, mmm. Let's go home and eat candied fruits."

Zhao Zijin looked at his maidservant and smiled, thinking about the old man who was bent over due to the heavy burden. He thought to himself, "They are all well. Grandpa, you can be at ease."