Bo Lianye as the host, tonight's task is to greet these peers.

She did not tangle on this issue, holding song Huiren's hand and walked in with a smile.

There are two red lanterns hanging at the door. The red candles are swaying, revealing a hazy and beautiful light.

Bai Ziyan said, "let's go." He strode across the threshold.

After the Bo family moved to Chunshui alley, it was still Bai Ziyan's "big corrupt officials should live in a big house starting from hundreds of acres? Does he like these three entrances?" Bai Ziyan sneered.

"You don't know. This house is located on the central axis of the whole city." Zhou Li "says: only Wang Jianguo identifies the right position and thinks that the people are extremely important. The central axis of the house is parallel to the meridian. In Feng Shui, it can ward off evil spirits and attract wealth. Feng Shui is excellent. Look East..."

Song's introduction points to the East, and Bai Ziyan looks along.

The golden eaves of the imperial city stand towering in the night.

"The purple air comes from the East and the Phoenix flies. This is the comment given by the dead wood master when he passed by."

Bai Ziyan glanced at him: "how do you know everything?"

Song yinzhang smiled: "there's no way. I'm naturally so knowledgeable."

"How did this house fall into Grandma Bo's hands?"

"Before Hu Wentang, this house belonged to the Murong family, but later it was falsely accused and imprisoned by Hu Wentang. The house was forcibly robbed by Hu Wentang, and grandma Bo was the descendant of the Murong family. Grandma Bo's father made contributions to the state. Later, the state appreciated his efforts and gave the house to the Murong family. When grandma Bo got married, Grandpa Murong gave the house to grandma Bo as a gift Married, look at the inscriptions under the relief on the screen wall. Murong ancestors are all great writers and calligraphers. There is a landing red light in front of the screen wall of the real scholarly door. Bai Ziyan looked closely. Sure enough, he saw a small seal engraved with Murong under the relief. It has been a long time and is a little weathered, but there is a handsome and proud character between the lines, You can imagine how freehand brushwork and talented the Murong family was.

Bai Ziyan tutted and sighed: "if the house were really good at Feng Shui, the Murong family would not have been framed by Hu Wentang. Hu Wentang could not have fled abroad in embarrassment. The so-called Feng Shui is just a lie."

Bai Weining followed them and listened quietly all the time.

Hearing this, she said with a smile: "second brother, it's biased for you to say so. The Murong family has vindicated their wrongs, taken back their own things and has today's status. Isn't it a blessing in disguise and a blessing in disguise? On the other hand, Hu Wentang has been exiled overseas and can't return to his hometown all his life. Future generations have been scolded. Isn't this retribution?"

Song yinzhang smiled and nodded: "Wei Ning is right."

Bai Ziyan snorted, "you're smart."

Bai Weining was not annoyed, and whispered: "what master deadwood said about the phoenix flying refers to Aunt Bo. Aunt Bo is a blessed person with great fortune. Let's celebrate aunt Bo's birthday. It's all shiny. Go in quickly and don't let aunt Bo wait."

Bai Weining crossed them and hurried up to thin lotus leaf.

Bai Ziyan sneered: "I can flatter at a young age."

Bo Lianye slowed down. She had been listening to song's introduction and Bai Ziyan. The corners of her mouth tilted slightly, and her eyebrows showed pride.

In Jingzhou, no family can match the prestige of the Bo family.

If grandma hadn't been too low-key, never appeared in public, and taught her father the Taoist thought of inaction, so that her father gradually drifted away from the power center and her second uncle embarked on the road of medicine, otherwise, with the talents of her father and her second uncle, the prestige of the Bo family could be further improved.

Thin lotus leaf looks up to the horizon. Tonight is 15. A full moon is hanging on the horizon, bright and clear.

The Phoenix flies high, and the white bird admires it.

"Feng Huang Yu Fei... Interesting."

Song Huiren shook her head and endorsed: "the Phoenix Yu Fei comes from the book of songs · Daya. The Phoenix Yu Fei and its feathers are also collected and stopped..."

Bo Lianye smiled and touched the little girl's braid: "Hui people are so smart."

Bai Weining came over and sighed, "leaf, he didn't come."

"I had expected that he would never like to join in this kind of excitement. He would only appear in all places related to the mirror."

It's heartbreaking, but it's the truth.

Bai Weining bit his lip, and his face turned white in the light.

Thin lotus leaf took her hand and said softly, "the Qu family won't accept the family background like Mingjing. Why should we be sad for an impossible result?"

A word awakened Bai Weining. Yes, Mingjing and Qu Feitai can't be together at all. Their family backgrounds are very different.

The Qu family will never allow Qu Feitai to marry a merchant's daughter.

Bo Lianye smiled, "let's go. Don't let your little uncle and aunt wait."

The Phoenix will fly for nine days after all. Why bother with a sparrow.

No matter how powerful a sparrow is, it is a sparrow after all.

I've lost since I was born.

The main hall is brightly lit.

Tall, stately and handsome, the old lady was sitting in a wheelchair. Bo Yuxun and Bo Yujiang were standing behind her. The three mothers and daughters absorbed the essence of heaven and earth. The moon and the moon were most incisive. The moon was bright and bright. The woman was dignified and gentle, and the world was beautiful.

Everyone came up to say hello to the old lady, and then give birthday greetings and gifts to the brothers and sisters.

Old lady Bo's mouth hasn't closed.

"This is Xiaobai. Your child has grown up since childhood and is not funny, but whoever marries you must be very happy."

"Aunt Shuang, you're wrong. I'm not happy to marry him." A delicate voice sounded.

The audience stood still for a moment.

Bai Ziyu's cold eyes swept towards the woman who was talking. The other party didn't feel it. There was a trace of distress on his exquisite face.

Bo YuXun raised his eyes, quietly looked at the woman standing not far away, lowered his hand and clenched his fist slightly.

Old lady Bo patted Bo YuXun on the back of her hand, She smiled: "are you Qiuxi? Seeing aunt Shuang's memory, you almost forgot that you married Xiaobai. Although the times are open and women don't stick to the way of husband and son, aunt Shuang still wants to persuade you to be content. Don't pick up sesame, lose watermelon and be happy. It's hard to find a good man like Xiaobai with lanterns."

None of the Jiang family's nest of women is reliable.

"Aunt Shuang, how good your life is. Uncle Bo is a good man who can't be found with lanterns. Don't think that men all over the world are like Uncle Bo. We can't compare with you."

"People's hearts are not enough for snakes to swallow elephants. Do you still want to follow your sister's path?"

There was a suffocating sense of depression floating in the air.

Ji Rouen exclaimed, "Mom..."

Man Jingzhou is the only one who dares to say so.

The light of thin jade ginger's eyes standing quietly swings slightly, and the eyes drop quietly.

Qin Qiuxi bit her lips, and her eyebrows and eyes were filled with inexplicable coolness: "aunt Shuang, my sister..."

"Aunt, I'm sorry. My wife is not sensible. Don't worry about her." Bai Ziyu stopped to block Qin Qiuxi and said.

Mrs. Bo smiled and nodded: "you are still a sensible boy..."

"Grandma Bo, do you remember me?" Bai Ziyan came in from the door with a smile. People arrived first.

Mrs. Bo waved in surprise: "you little skin monkey, how long haven't you seen grandma? Thank you for remembering grandma."

"Hee hee." Bai Ziyan ran over, ran into Qin Qiuxi and squatted in front of the old lady, "grandma Bo, I miss you so much."