Chapter 62: Ting Yu Xuan 2

Qingmu and Yan Xuan have similar ideas, but they don’t have the same ‘culture’...
After half an hour, several people finished their meal while chatting.
Qingcheng called Xiao Er to check out, "Xiao Er, this is all the expenses, don't need to find, I will give you more tips." Qing Cheng directly took out a gold coin to him. Others wanted to pay the bill, but. Qingcheng said, "Do you look down on me? You don't want to be friends with me?" Then a few people were afraid to speak.
The seven people walked out of the restaurant, and Yan Xuan respectfully said to Qingcheng: "Master! There are still things to be done by the subordinates, so I won't go with you." He had to do business and didn't have time to see what Suxin was.
Qingmu didn't follow this time, and said directly: "Master, I won't go. I don't understand that, and that's not as good as you. I looked at it for nothing. I'll accompany Xiao Xuanzi to see other places. Come!" He didn't want to go there either, in his eyes his master was the most beautiful.
Qingcheng looked at the two, knowing what they thought, and let them go, and having Qingmu following Yan Xuan could also protect him. The current strength of Yan Xuan was only the seventh-level spiritualist.
"Well, you go, Aoki, take care of Xiao Xuanzi. Just wait for me in the mansion tonight, and I will go back after I finish the business." After saying that, Qi Sheng said, "Let's go." Go ahead. Aoki also left with Yan Xuan in the other direction.
Qi Sheng and others don't know why, why is it so strange to hear what Aoki said just now? Doesn't it look good? I didn’t understand it. Several people looked at each other and couldn’t understand. I didn't want to, and quickly followed Qingcheng.
When several people arrived at Tingyuxuan, there were already many people inside. Qingcheng several people stepped into the Xuan. There was a stage under the lobby on the first floor. There were many tables and chairs in front of the stage, which reminded her of the costume drama. Big stage. Surrounded by a loft, the three-story loft looks like a box.
When they came in, they also attracted the attention of other people, seeing that the most prominent of the five was the young man in white and brocade robe. And wearing a mask, it seems very mysterious.
Listening to the supervisor in Yuxuan, he came out and greeted them. The middle-aged uncle came here, with a kind eyebrow and a sleek figure, and a bit rich. He first made a salute to Qingcheng with his hands, looked directly at Qingcheng, smiled and said, "A few princes, but come to participate in the poetry and qin painting competition? The next name is Zhong, who is in charge here. I don't know how many people are here. Can you reserve a seat?" The words are gentle and polite.
Qingcheng saw that this person was a good communicator. Observing people quite well, and... she could feel that the strength of the other party must not be low, at least much higher than her. In return, he said: "Government Zhong, several of us have also heard that there is a competition here today. We are not daring to participate, which is to join in the fun. I wonder if there is an arrangement without a reservation?"
When Guan Shi listened to Qingcheng's words, the voice was young, but his aura was not something ordinary people had. He immediately said respectfully: "I don't know how many people can have the chip card of Ruifeng Bank? If you can show it, we There are exclusive boxes for free for Ruifeng’s distinguished guests."
Qingcheng was surprised: This is the Jubao Pavilion again? Or is it just the cooperation of Ruifeng Bank? But since it can be used, just use it.